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Chapter 687 The Theory of the Living Dead

Saturday.

It was supposed to be a happy day.

There are no professors chattering endlessly, there is no need to rush back and forth between classrooms, you can sleep until you wake up naturally, you can eat breakfast and lunch together, and you can throw textbooks as far as you want.

But for Zheng Qing, all these beautiful things were the intoxication of yesterday, and the sadness is what it feels like today.

Just because he still has classes today, and they are five classes with time shifts. The two classes in the morning are 'Nine Chapters of Laws and Orders' and 'The Study of Orders', and the two classes in the afternoon are 'Introduction to the Dimension School' and 'Principles of Convergence'

', and there is also a section of 'Albus's Conjecture' in the evening, a total of fifteen hours, very childlike.

Some of the courses are confusing just by looking at their names.

Plus the bad news I brought back after attending the Seven Deadly Sins meeting last night.

All this made Zheng Qing frown early in the morning, and the low air pressure surrounding his body was almost visible to the naked eye, so that after finishing his morning class, Xiao Xiao seriously considered whether to force-feed him a dose of joy potion.

"If you go to class in this state, you might as well go to Lao Yao first to apply for suspension of study."

When Xiao Xiao put breakfast into Zheng Qing's hands, he warned: "In your state, I'm worried that even if you cast a binding spell, you will summon the devil's vine."

"Ge Zhi Tan Xi, give to the squirrel!"

Zheng Qing casually patted the Dharma book hanging on his waist. The green curse light flashed away. Several slender vines protruded from the void and tied up a squirrel that jumped near the two of them.

Reality.

The little guy screamed miserably.

"Look, it's still kudzu, not devil's vine." The young public-funded student had a gloomy face, twitching the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that was either ferocious or twisted.

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, glanced at him, took a few steps forward, squatted in front of the squirrel, and looked at it carefully for a moment. After poking the little guy a few times with his fingertips, he finally shook his head and took out a silver squirrel.

Make a knife and cut the vines on the squirrel.

"It's just an ordinary two-tailed squirrel, not a wizard who uses transformation." The fortune teller of the Exoneration Hunting Team sighed heavily: "Although, you shouldn't be too fussy... Maybe this is the most important thing for devils.

The scary thing is, they always hit the weakest link in your heart."

"This is not a warning, this is a precaution."

Zheng Qing slowly bit into the Xianggu pie in the paper bag, his eyes still warily watching every figure who was inclined to approach him, and replied gloomily: "As for suspending school, it is impossible to suspend school...

Even if you die, become a zombie or a spirit, you will inevitably be captured and continue to attend classes."

Xiao Xiao did not continue to struggle with this issue, handed Zheng Qing a drink, and explained: "I remember hearing someone say before that there are three states of human beings in the world - living, dead, and living dead.

Having a heart, having energy, thinking, thinking, being able to see, hear, and speak is called a living person;

A person who has no mind, no breath, no thoughts, no consciousness, cannot see, cannot hear, cannot open his mouth is called a dead person;

Having a heart, having energy, no thoughts, no thoughts, turning a blind eye, not hearing, and not speaking sincerely are called the living dead."

"I am a living dead now."

Zheng Qing gave himself a very fair evaluation, took a sip of the drink, blinked, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Orange juice? It's so fresh. It's my first time to eat pie with orange juice..."

"I just think that sour and sweet things can probably bring you a good mood." Xiao Xiao simply skipped this small detail and continued his previous topic: "...When I read about this classification method before,

I have always thought that when a person is awake, he is alive; when he is asleep, he is dead. If he can wake up after falling asleep, the sleeping person is a living dead; if he cannot wake up from his sleep, the sleeping person is dead.

."

"What do you want to say?" Zheng Qing took a sip of orange juice and glanced sideways at the short wizard.

"Looking at your current state today, I suddenly realized that my previous understanding was wrong." Xiao Xiao patted the young public-funded student's arm comfortingly: "The sleeping person is certainly the living dead, and the awake person may also be the living dead.

The living dead. Some people are pretending to be awake when they are clearly asleep. This is not good...very bad."

"You want to say that I am in a dream now?" Zheng Qing mobilized his few brain cells and tried to understand the doctor's increasingly mysterious words.

"That's what I want to say."

Xiao Xiao looked at him with a trace of pity in his eyes: "You don't even know whether you are awake or asleep now... You are undoubtedly a living dead... So, wake up, young man, and don't be fooled by the dreams in your sleep.

The devil is frightening. Look up and look around, what a beautiful and real world!"

Zheng Qing cast a waking spell on himself to confirm that he was indeed not in a dream.

Then he shook his head, grabbed the joy potion that Xiao Xiao had taken out before, and poured it into his stomach.

"Psychological massage is useless," he burped, feeling the signals of pleasure spreading from his stomach to his limbs, and a bright smile appeared on his face involuntarily: "This is when magic should work.

effect……"

A gust of wind struck from the side.

The young wizard who had just taken the potion quickly moved to the side, and a petite and slightly slender figure slammed into Xiao Xiao next to him, and the two of them rolled on the grass together.

"So fast?!" Zheng Qing murmured. The first reaction in his mind was that the devil had taken action. He subconsciously pulled out the Colt Silver Python and turned on the safety.

"Don't, don't get excited!" Xiao Xiao lay on the ground, covering his nose, waving hard to Zheng Qing: "You go first, you go, you don't have to worry about this..."

"Ah, sorry, sorry!"

The petite figure also bounced up from the ground in an instant, revealing a cute and beautiful face, but at this time her face was flushed, and she was waving to the two wizards in panic and apologizing: "I just learned this during the experiment.

I didn't control the direction of the 'Wind Curse' well...ah? Are you bleeding? I'm so sorry!"

She didn't seem to notice the rune gun held in someone's hand at all.

Zheng Qing looked at the witch who bowed ninety degrees, then looked at Xiao Xiao who was covering her nose with a blank look on her face, and finally shook her head.

"Then you can handle this matter yourself. I have to go to class...see you later!" Before he finished speaking, he activated the invisibility charm hanging on his belt and quickly disappeared from the scene of the accident.

There was a faint voice in my ears, Xiao Xiao's voice talking loudly:

"...It doesn't matter...you just need to press the truth stone and say the words 'I didn't mean it'. If the stone doesn't light up, you can leave..."


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