"Puff!"
Several slight explosions sounded at the edge of the river bank, and five wizards in black robes suddenly appeared in the sight of everyone on the ferry. They stood on the bank at the corner of the river bend, separated from the ferry boat and on the reef.
The mud piles face each other across the river.
The moment the frog monster exploded, old man George Bernard Shaw had already parked the ferry boat in the middle of the river with his pennies on his hands.
Despite the rapids of the river rushing by, the ferry swayed in the water without moving forward at all.
"Go in, everyone go in." The old boatman waved his hand and drove the young wizards into the cabin. At the same time, he pressed Zheng Qing's shoulder and ordered, "You stay."
After all the other students entered the cabin, the old man recited a spell and lowered the blinds on the left and right sides of the cabin and the front and rear hatches, blocking out the curious eyes in the cabin and also adjusting the safety factor of the entire ferry to the highest level.
Zheng Qing held the Remington in his hand and stood there numbly, looking at the pile of mud on the rocks on the river bank. In his heart, thousands of horses were silent and thousands of camels were galloping - he was dead now?
Isn’t it said that evil spirits have very tenacious vitality and are difficult to be eradicated from a ‘conceptual’ point of view?
Could it be that what I met was a fake evil demon?
Could it be that what was sitting on that rock was just a monster that was a cross between a boggart and an ooze?
Or is it that the guy opposite was actually beaten to death by old man Bernard Shaw?
No, it shouldn't be. If it was old man Bernard Shaw who beat him to death, he shouldn't have had that shocked tone just now.
Just when Zheng Qing was in a daze, one of the new wizards who appeared on the river bank escaped to the ferry boat and stood in front of the old boatman.
"Good morning, Professor." The black-robed wizard greeted the old man Bernard Shaw very politely.
This wizard is not tall, but has a strong build, a pair of beautiful green eyes, a somewhat round chin, and a magnetic voice. Overall, he gives people a very approachable feeling.
"Don't call me professor, I'm just an old boatman now." The old man George Bernard Shaw grabbed the pennies with one hand and waved it casually with the other hand, his tone seemed very perfunctory.
"Okay, Professor." The black-robed wizard nodded, then glanced at Zheng Qing, pulled off a notepad and a quill from his waist, held it in his arms, paused, and waited for the quill.
He stood on the parchment and danced before asking.
"Can you tell me what happened here? The monitoring magic shows that there are strong magic fluctuations here, as well as a 'suspected' huge life loss signal."
He emphasized the word 'suspected' very hard, sounding as if he hoped that Mr. Bernard Shaw would deny his judgment.
Zheng Qing noticed that the black-robed wizard had three crossed swords embroidered on his chest. He was not surprised that the three-pronged sword could be seen at every accident scene. He was also not surprised that the three-pronged sword wizard was facing trouble.
avoidance attitude.
The performance of the three-pronged sword commissioner on New Year's Eve fully illustrates this point.
However, the old man Bernard Shaw did not intend to coddle him.
"That descendant of Sathoggua is dead." The old boatman replied simply and neatly.
The black-robed wizard's arm holding the clipboard shook, and the quill jumping on the parchment was frightened and floated in the air.
He glanced back at the empty reef, then turned his head again, looked at the old boatman, and repeated in a confused tone, "What did you say?!"
"That descendant of Sathoggua is dead! Disappeared! Turned into a pile of mud!" The old man replied angrily, "Can't you see such a simple fact? It usually sits on that rock,
Isn’t it invisible now?”
The black-robed wizard's plump chin twisted, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. However, his tearless expression well explained his current mood.
Zheng Qing's originally heart-broken feeling felt inexplicably relieved.
"What are you doing standing there?!" Old Man Bernard Shaw glared at the wizard with the three-pronged sword, and raised his tone slightly, "It's time to make notes, it's time to fix evidence, it's time to collect materials... What are you doing here? Are you here?
If it doesn't move, can that damn Gitrog be resurrected?"
"It's getting more and more outrageous...it gets worse every time."
After hearing the old man's reprimand, the black-robed wizard woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly arranged for his colleagues on the shore to start working. At the same time, he defended in a low voice, "It should be that the aura of the descendant of Sathogaya died, which caused the deterioration of the surrounding environment."
...I remember that this kind of evil spirit has a great influence on the spirit of wizards."
Zheng Qing's eyes rolled from side to side.
He didn't feel anything strange at all.
While Trident Sword was busy collecting materials and fixing evidence, old man Bernard Shaw finally returned his attention to the young wizard: "You just said, where did that rune bomb come from?"
I didn't say it just now. Zheng Qing was cursing in his heart, but he answered honestly, "I wrapped it myself."
After a pause, he hurriedly emphasized, "I definitely didn't blow up that frog monster... My talisman bomb was wrapped in an ordinary evil-suppressing talisman. It couldn't be that powerful."
"It must be a blood talisman." The old man pointed this out keenly. Apparently, he had already noticed the blood energy surrounding the talisman bullet.
"It's a blood talisman." Zheng Qing nodded and wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by the old man before he could say anything.
"What did you say your name was?" The old boatman took out the boarding book from his arms, dipped his fingers in his saliva, opened it page by page, and said without raising his head, "Name, age, major, college, ride.
Please report all information such as the reason for the ship.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Zheng Qing glanced at the employee of the Trident Sword, who was commanding the clipboard and quill, silently taking notes. It seemed that he was very happy and quite cooperative with the old boatman taking away the right to investigate.
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The public-sponsored student felt a little nervous and answered one by one according to the old man's request, "Zheng Qing, a first-year student in Jiuyou College, astronomy class 08-1, the class teacher is Professor Yao Xiaomi..."
"Old Yao?" Bernard Shaw raised his head in surprise, "Are you his student?"
As the dean of Jiuyou College, it is not surprising that Professor Yao was valued by Bernard Shaw. Zheng Qing immediately nodded in recognition.
At the same time, the black-robed wizard with the three-pronged sword also shouted in surprise, "Zheng Qing? Are you Zheng Qing? The Zheng Qing of the world?"
He hadn't heard anyone talk about this matter for more than half a month. When he first heard a stranger mention "the world", Zheng Qing didn't react.
After hesitating for a moment, he slowly nodded and admitted, "Yes, it's me."
This title is not some secret information. It can be found out clearly with a little bit of research. Moreover, it is the investigation stage of the accident. Zheng Qing does not think there is any benefit in concealing his identity.
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This chapter has been completed!