Perhaps sensing the vampire's gaze, the yellow tabby cat on the shelf shook its beard and stopped talking.
Then it hesitated for a few seconds, raised its paw, and waved at the eyes of the people under the shelf, as if to say hello.
This action was so familiar that Zheng Qing jumped up on the spot.
"Brother Huang?" the young public-funded student shouted, startling the young wizards around him.
Duke Milton was not frightened by his cry, nor did he stop the wizard's slightly excited behavior. Instead, he said nothing and looked at the scene with interest. As for the 'walnut mouse' on the chariot.
, his eyes were squinted from beginning to end, looking sleepy, as if he didn't bother to spy on the interaction between a young wizard and a tabby cat.
On the shelf.
The yellow raccoon twitched its ears and snorted, which was regarded as an answer to Zheng Qing's greeting. Then it continued to lower its head, holding the small dried fish, and gnawed it with relish.
"Holy shit! Why are you here?!" Zheng Qing felt as if ten thousand alpacas were running through his heart. At the same time, he subconsciously looked left and right: "Is he here too? Is that... the store next to him the same?
It's open?"
Of course he was referring to Mr. Wu.
Because there were several strangers in the room - whether it was Duke Milton or the big shot of the rat tribe, Zheng Qing didn't feel that he had any good friendship with him - so Zheng Qing made a slight gesture when asking questions.
The mind's eye is vague and inquiring.
If that civet was really the civet he knew, then it would definitely understand his question.
The tabby cat sitting high up did not answer the young public-funded student's question.
It was still concentrating on chewing the golden dried fish, and it seemed that no matter how hard the sky fell, there was no way to divert its attention.
This actually made the young public-sponsored student more certain of his guess.
He was very familiar with that cat - it could be said that as a child, more than half of his fantasies were related to that cat.
Don't get me wrong, the reason why it is related to that cat is because it used to haunt Mr. Wu's bookstore. When Zheng Qing stayed in the store to practice calligraphy when he was a child, he saw all kinds of humane behaviors of that cat more than once.
For example, using a cat's paw to hold a key to open the door, standing and dancing alone in the sunshine that comes through the window, or squatting on a thick dictionary, reading with squinted eyes, and after a while, flipping through it with a paw stained with cat saliva.
page.
These magical behaviors greatly enriched the inner world of the little boy, making him full of fantasies about the world of fairies, ghosts, and myths.
However, when he grew up, he finally received an admission notice from a wizarding university, and ended up entering a wizarding world instead of the fairy world he had longed for.
…
"is it him?"
"you guess."
"No, it can't be him... If he was really on the island, he wouldn't let me be so presumptuous."
"Haha, you also know that you are being presumptuous?"
"If he was really still on the island, the school wouldn't be in such a mess...and there would be no need to send that notice to the parliament." Duke Milton shook his head, nodded again, and finally confirmed his idea.
"Hey, young man." Walking on the chariot, Walnut Mouse sneered, but he had no intention of arguing.
Xiao Xiao stood aside, pricking up his ears, carefully writing down every word between Duke Milton and the Mouse Fairy, and writing down the inexplicable words they said. He felt that he seemed to have guessed the unfinished content of their conversation.
That’s what I meant.
The other young wizards who were watching also wisely remained silent.
Only Zheng Qing seemed to have forgotten the terrifying vampire next to him. Instead, he hurriedly got under the shelf, raised his head, and looked at the yellow civet. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.
I don’t know if it’s appropriate to say those things right now, here.
…
After the conversation between Duke Milton and the Mouse Fairy came to an end, there was a short silence.
Until he noticed the young public-funded student walking carelessly under the shelves.
The rotating patriarch of the Cullen family finally raised his eyebrows, seeming to feel that his majesty was offended.
Then he raised his arm and extended a finger.
A little red light suddenly lit up at his fingertips, and then rolled up a thin flame and hit the young wizard's back. Different from the previous red flames that swept through the doors and windows, this red flame revealed a trace of green and black color in the center.
, at first glance, it gives people an aura that is indestructible, or full of destruction.
Elena's shot was the fastest, and the remaining tarot cards surrounding her were like arrows jumping in front of the thin flame, layer upon layer, like shields trying to block one or two.
But her actions were like a mantis using her arms as a chariot. Fifty or sixty tarot cards were pierced by the thin flame and turned into ashes in the air.
Jiang Yu, who followed closely behind, also threw another jade pendant, but it was also easily penetrated by the thin flame and turned into several fragments, which fell to the ground with a clatter.
Xiao Xiao reacted a little late because his attention was entirely focused on the conversation between the vampire and the Mouse Immortal. When he took out a piece of tortoise shell from his arms and threw it into the air, his tortoise shell only touched the thin flame.
The tail didn't play the slightest role.
As for Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin, who were helpless, one had red eyes and the other had blue eyes, obviously planning to fight the vampire desperately.
As for the further distance, the young wizards of the Ouroboros Hunting Team were caught off guard by Duke Milton's sudden move. They watched helplessly as the thin flame rushed towards Zheng Qing, looked at the Exoneration Hunting Team, and the witches.
Efforts are fruitless.
Except for Zheng Qing, who had his back turned to the vampire, all the young wizards in the room fell into despair for a moment.
"Meow!"
A sharp meow broke the despair.
What followed was half of the remaining dried fish.
The small dried fish roared, passing by Zheng Qing's ear like lightning, and hit the thin red flame heavily. The originally menacing and indestructible red flame was hit by the dried fish, as if thrown into
Like fireworks in the lake, they flickered a few times and then disappeared silently.
Only a wisp of bluish-white smoke was left, curling up in the air.
Only then did Zheng Qing realize it and turned his head to look behind him.
In addition to the relieved expressions of his companions, he also saw the vampire's expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"boom!"
At this moment, the originally closed store door suddenly opened. The red fireworks shrouded between the doors and windows were like cats and mice, flowing into the cracks in the door, windows, and floor, and disappeared without a trace.
A tall figure stood at the door, with the sun and blue sky on his back, facing a room full of cats, rats, mice, vampires, and a group of staggering young wizards.