Zheng Qing held a few suppression charms in his hands, tiptoed, and quietly slipped towards the door of the bookstore.
He listened for a moment.
Sure enough, as the barber shop proprietress said, the sound from the TV was faintly heard in the bookstore, and it was a very familiar tone. However, for a moment, Zheng Qing could not remember what TV the background sound came from.
After pondering for a moment, he finally shook his head and gave up his idea of tracing the source. He planned to rush directly into the store, suppress the ignorant brat, and then torture him about what he was watching on TV.
"These days, even ghosts watch TV... Did you learn from Sadako?" The young wizard muttered, reaching behind the black notice board and peeling off a yellow talisman paper.
The yellow paper is wrinkled and looks like it has been used many times. The red cinnabar runes on the paper have faded a lot under the wind and sun. When he saw this rune paper when he was a child, Zheng Qing never thought much about it. But
After returning from First University and seeing this talisman paper again, Zheng Qing immediately realized that it was different.
He had never seen a talisman that was so weakened that it could still be effective.
What supports this talisman paper is no longer just the few faint runes on it, but a certain 'spirit' that penetrates through the back of the paper and penetrates deep into the talisman paper. Zheng Qing believes that even if these runes are not drawn on
It is painted on the talisman paper instead of in the air, which does not affect its effect at all.
This made his desire to see Mr. Wu even stronger.
But when he thought that his husband was not in the store now, and that he would have to wait until the summer vacation half a year later to see him again, the young wizard couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Hold the talisman paper in the palm of your hand and look around, no one is around.
Zheng Qing recited a mantra in a low voice: "Under Hengmen, you are defenseless."
The talisman paper twisted in his palm a few times and folded into the shape of a key. Then under Zheng Qing's command, he reluctantly got into the keyhole of the store door.
"Click."
The door lock made a slight sound, and the key folded out of the talisman slipped out of the keyhole. In the blink of an eye, it hid behind the black notice board.
Zheng Qing didn't care about the lazy key.
The moment the door lock made a sound, he pressed the door handle hard, opened the store door, and stepped in.
"town!"
Before his eyes could adapt to the slightly dark environment in the store, Zheng Qing had already thrown out a handful of characters to suppress the characters. At the same time, with a slight scolding, he took out the Dharma book hanging on his waist with his backhand, shook it, and opened it.
"What are you doing?" A confused voice came into Zheng Qing's ears.
Zheng Qing was stunned, his hand movements slowed down, and he looked intently.
I saw a yellow civet lying on the rocking chair where Mr. Zhou was sitting and reading, like Ge You, looking at the young wizard with wide golden eyes.
Not far in front of the yellow flower raccoon, there is a six- or seven-inch mini TV set with two long antennas, playing "The Story of Tom and Jerry" - which Zheng Qing watched.
At that time, the scene happened to show Tom the cat falling into Jerry's trap habitually and being beaten up by the hound Spike.
Boom, boom, boom, dust was flying, sparks were flying, and the corner of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched as he watched.
As a cat, is it really appropriate for you to watch such a scene? The young public-funded student cursed in his heart, and at the same time, he finally realized what the familiar background sound he just heard outside the store was.
"What are you doing, meow?" the displeased voice of the yellow-breasted civet came again.
While talking, it never changed its lying posture, with its two hind legs widely spread apart, revealing a long furry tail hanging down along the seat. It shook from time to time, telling others that it was not a decoration.
Zheng Qing's eyes chased the Zhenzi he threw out.
What made him feel very happy, but also slightly distressed was that after entering the bookstore, the yellow paper charm seemed to have lost its magic power, dangling in the air for a long time, and finally fell into pieces and scattered all over the floor.
"Oh...I'm cleaning, cleaning!" Zheng Qing's throat tightened, and he found an excuse for himself in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he turned back two pages of the opened Dharma book, and turned out a page that was already prepared. mantra, cleared his throat, and recited:
"Be prepared to keep your house in good condition, and sweep your house in good condition!"
This is a spell he deliberately dug out from the library's "Compendium of Commonly Used Household Spells" before going home. It is used to tidy up the house and clean the house. Based on previous years' experience, he is 100% sure that when he returns home, I couldn't escape the chore of cleaning, so I took precautions and made preparations in advance.
Unfortunately, his preparations seemed to be of no use.
When he was at home, there were always people watching him while he was working, so he never found the opportunity to open the Dharma book. When he came to Sanyou Bookstore and opened the Dharma book, the spell seemed to have failed. No matter how Zheng Qing recited, no matter how many postures he put his Dharma books in, the dusty bookshelf was still covered with dust - the few specks of dust floating in the air were still affected by Zheng Qing's movements when he threw the books away. Blowing up.
This made the young wizard look a bit confused.
What made him even more embarrassed was what Huanghuali said next.
"Haha... It's the first time I've seen someone use town characters to clean the house." As he spoke, the yellow tabby's head had turned back to the mini TV, his ears twitched, and at the same time, the tip of his tail hooked upward - Although its tone was very calm, for some reason, along with its small movements, Zheng Qing always felt that its tone was full of ridicule.
"Dust...is also considered one of the silverfish...silverworms, using the word "suppression" may be effective." Since he had not admitted that he had made an mistake before, he naturally wanted to fight until the end. Zheng Qing bit the bullet and explained vaguely: "Well, this is our newly researched theory... I'm just putting it into practice. Let's put it into practice."
While he was talking, he had already thrown himself on the ground, randomly collected the talismans that had fallen on the ground and were stained with dust, and stuffed them back into the gray cloth bag on his waist.
Mao was watching TV and he was looking at the floor without eye contact, which made Zheng Qing's embarrassment slightly lessened, and the heat on his face was not so obvious.
Huang Huali was very dissatisfied with the young wizard's explanation.
"Meow...the young people today," it flicked its tail and commented in such an old-fashioned way. However, it did not continue to talk about the young people today. Instead, it paused and then explained: "In Lao Wu's shop,
There are forbidden magic areas everywhere, layer upon layer, I don’t know how many layers there are, I even have to do it myself to open a cabinet, what do you think, do you think you can use spells here?"
Hearing what it said, Zheng Qing immediately remembered the old story of when he was a child and saw the raccoon man standing upright and secretly opening the cabinet door to look for small fish. He couldn't help but laugh.
With such a smile, the embarrassment he had accumulated before was immediately released, and his mood also inexplicably improved a lot.
"It's okay, I also brought a broom, dustpan, and mop!"
As he said that, Zheng Qing raised his arm and picked up the cleaning tools that he had just thrown away, with a smile on his face and a feeling of numbness in his heart.
My soul is weak and I can't even clean the toilet. What's the use of learning this magic?!
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This chapter has been completed!