Chapter Nineteen Have You Ever Learned the Forbidden Spell?
It’s still the small office separated by several large bookcases.
It is still illuminated by the luminous fruits hanging from the vines above the head.
However, this time there is no Poseidon in the office, nor the exquisite and complex alchemy instrument. Su Shijun is sitting behind the desk, with several thick piles of materials in front of him, and several quills are working on it.
Different documents jumped happily between them, leaving a string of beautiful cursive characters on the page.
"Sit down." Behind the desk, Su Shijun was still processing the materials at hand and asked without raising his head: "What would you like to drink?"
While he was talking, a transparent glass teapot with a short mouth, a round body, and a phoenix-neck shape on the side of the handle floated out from a cabinet not far away. In the teapot, several broad leaves were rising in the boiling water.
Ups and downs, brewing a pool of green tea. Behind the teapot, followed by a small teacup with a height of about an inch, like a hen with its chicks.
"Just drink water..." Before the young public-funded student could say the last word "OK", the small teacup clattered down in front of him, and then the flying pot tilted its body and filled the cup with half a glass of water.
Cup of tea.
Zheng Qing looked at the cup of green tea and the teapot floating in front of him. In the end, he did not insist on his opinion. He silently picked up the small teacup and took a sip, two sips, and three sips.
The cup is empty.
The Feitian Pot tilted its body again and filled it up for Zheng Qing.
Then the young public-funded student continued to repeat the rhythm of raising his glass and sipping.
Cup after cup, until the water in the teapot changes from green to light green, and finally almost transparent.
The witch behind the desk had been immersed in processing documents, and seemed to have forgotten that there was another person in the room.
After a long time, she finally raised her head and stretched.
Then she saw the young wizard sitting behind the table, holding a tea cup with a dull look on his face.
"You haven't left yet?" She seemed a little confused.
"Why did I come?!" Zheng Qing was even more confused.
Su Shijun adjusted his glasses, was silent for a few seconds, and finally laughed twice: "Haha, I'm sorry... I just forgot about you when I got busy."
Then she took off the wide red glasses on her face, revealing her original radiant appearance.
The anger that Zheng Qing had just worked hard to accumulate suddenly disappeared.
"No...it doesn't matter." He looked away, shook his hands, and said stutteringly: "I happen to be tired...I can take a rest, take a rest."
"That's good." The witch raised the corners of her mouth, showed a playful smile, and put on her glasses again.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief - although he was ashamed to admit it, one fact he had to face was that when Su Shijun took off the magic glasses, he was almost choked by the 'luminous' figure opposite him.
coming.
After putting on his glasses, Su Shijun sat in front of the desk, folded his arms, looked at the young public-funded student with a smile, and asked again: "Do you know why I asked you to come?"
Zheng Qing's eyes carefully avoided the witch's eyes, limiting his sight below her nose, and said nonchalantly: "...because I haven't brought Poseidon to see you in the past two weeks?"
Ever since he entered the office, Zheng Qing had been speculating in his heart why Beauty Su asked him to come.
If it was just because of Dr. Chen, she could have asked Zheng Qing to leave outside the experimental building; if she wanted to confirm certain data, she should have left the young wizard in front of the row of big light balls outside without having to
Bring it into the office.
After thinking about it, it seems that there is only one thing about 'children'.
The last time they met, Su Shijun asked Zheng Qing to take Poseidon to No. 54 Courtyard in the West District of Beta Town every week, which is the Qingqiu Guild Hall and where Su Shijun usually lives outside the First University.
Although this would give people a weird feeling of agreeing on visitation rights after divorce, for various reasons, Zheng Qing happily agreed to the request of the beautiful girl Su. However, throughout last week, he was busy preparing and hunting.
Due to all the messy things related to the race, I completely forgot about this agreement.
"We have to prepare for the freshmen competition in the past two weeks, so time is a bit tight," the young public-funded student twisted uneasily and explained in a low voice: "...If necessary, I will go to the petting zoo to bring it over now?"
"Oh, there is also this matter." Su Shijun's face suddenly darkened: "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me..."
Zheng Qing resisted the urge to slap himself twice.
"... Let's skip it now. Just take time to take it to Qingqiu Mansion next week." Su Shijun waved his hand, rejected Zheng Qing's suggestion, and hummed softly: "If you don't let it have a good rest at night, take it with you."
It moves around... Is this how you raise your child?"
The young public-funded student looked at his nose and his nose, and he was unconvinced by the witch's statement.
In the conscience of heaven and earth, he is still a little virgin! Don’t just take such heavy post-marital responsibilities and shoulder them all so casually, okay?
Of course, he only dared to whisper these words in his heart twice. It was absolutely impossible for him to say them in front of a great wizard.
"I'm looking for you today, on the one hand, to find out more about your shadow. But since that shadow has run away, let's put this matter aside for now." At this point, Su Shijun seemed to have remembered something, and looked at him with strange eyes.
Looking at Zheng Qing, he suddenly asked: "...Do you know how your shadow becomes 'detached'?"
Zheng Qing looked at her blankly and shook his head.
"Do you know the forbidden spell?" the witch asked.
"I've heard of it." As for what is known as the most powerful magic in the world, Zheng Qing has some understanding of forbidden spells. In the past few weeks of magic philosophy, Lao Yao briefly explained to the freshmen the forbidden spells based on dimensional theory.
principle.
"Then have you ever learned forbidden spells?" Su Shijun stared at Zheng Qing closely and continued to ask.
The young public-funded student finally couldn't help but raised his head and looked into the witch's eyes with a devastated look, trying to see a hint of joking expression in her eyes.
He deeply doubted whether her brain had been eaten by zombies.
"Do you think I look like someone who has learned forbidden spells?" The wizard spread his hands and smiled weakly: "Or, if I knew how to spell forbidden spells, would I still be in the first grade?"
Although we know that the forbidden curse is based on the principle of dimensional convergence, just like many people know that nuclear bombs are produced based on the principle of fission chain reaction - there is still an unfathomable gap between theory and practice.
"That's right." Su Shijun crossed one arm in front of his chest, raised the other arm, and tapped his lips with his index finger, with a thoughtful expression in his eyes: "Even if you know the formula of the forbidden curse, you will definitely sign something
A silent agreement...forcing those things to be forgotten."
Zheng Qing took a deep breath and wanted to defend, but didn't know where to start.
Su Shijun glanced at him and simply explained: "Your shadow used a forbidden spell to blow up more than a thousand two-dimensional worlds, thus forcibly 'transcending'... It can also be regarded as a model of 'proving the Tao through force'."
This statement had a sense of humor, but Zheng Qing did not find it funny at all.