"...Old Jack turned the compass in his hand, and the spurs on his heels clattered. His left eye narrowed slightly, and his right hand pressed the Dharma book on his waist... Three-eyed crows stood on the white birch tree, and yellow-skinned frogs crawled out of the green-haired lake water, croaking in the rattle, cursing each other's blindness..."
Xiao Xiao hummed this ancient hunting song softly, wearing a pair of silkworm gloves on his hand, skillfully splitting the elf's flesh with tweezers and clips, and stored each part of the collected materials - from skin, muscles, fat, to nerves, blood vessels, bones, etc., into a different glass bottle in quadruple.
Two of them will be handed over to Sancha Jian, and two will be handed over to the school, and the rest will be owned by Yusin Hunting Team.
Fatty Xin grabbed a quill and paper tape and labeled each bottle; Dylan held the notepad, included the number of each bottle, and described the retained samples in detail.
Only Zheng Qing, standing next to him like a fool, staring blankly at his companions busy.
Well, he is not the only one.
Also "doing nothing" was the young master of the Dragon Hunting Field, Vas Aeger. At this moment, he was leaning against an apple tree on the edge of this "bloody land", holding a quill in his hand, writing and painting on a piece of parchment paper, and not knowing which girl he was writing love letters to.
The reason for making such a guess is that Master Gas's face often shows a silly smile. Zheng Qing feels that the Creator has maintained a very fairness in this matter - whether it is smart or dull, whether it is handsome or ugly, children who are trapped in love will always write stupidity on their faces.
"If you think you have nothing to do, go and watch the magic fire for me." The busy doctor stopped humming and ordered without raising his head: "After collecting this batch of materials, we need to do some divination as soon as possible... Be careful to flip through the bone pieces from time to time, don't just bake one side... You can pick up a few more pieces when you have time. Do you have more divination, and you will never make mistakes."
"I'm not doing anything."
The captain of the Yousin Hunting Team muttered, and finally looked at the elf whose chest had been cut open with regret. He turned around and slowly walked towards the small pile of magic flames that had ignited before Xiao Xiao.
Around the fire, there were a small pile of broken bone pieces, including keel bones, and elf skulls and hip bones. Many of the bone pieces were corroded by black magic, and a layer of crisp scars like fire bubbles appeared on the surface. It seemed that with a light twist with your hand, they would turn into a cluster of pieces.
Xiao Xiao threw some herbs and ores into the fire before. The fog they swelled up can moisturize the dry bone pieces, force out the legacy of the bone pieces, smooth out the scars on the bone pieces, and ensure that they can support the complete divination process.
Zheng Qing took out his long-handled tweezers, grabbed the bone pieces on the edge of the fire, and carefully flipped them to ensure that each side of the bone pieces could be moisturized by the evaporated mist.
The light red magic flames leaped like a heart in the moonlight, and each raised flame tongue was like blood pumped out of the heart, gushing, transporting its warmth and energy into the cold night.
"You are newcomers to the Three-pointed Sword, aren't you?"
The voice of Vas Aeger suddenly came from behind.
Zheng Qing paused the long-handled tweezers in his hand, and then continued to flip the bone pieces without hesitation: "What a new man, I don't know what you are talking about..."
"Our Dragon Hunting Farm has been open for a few years, and we have dealt with the Three Fork Sword a lot." The young master of the Dragon Hunting Farm did not care about the male witch's denial. He squatted beside him, staring at the pile of magic flames together, and added in a low voice: "The old fried dough stick specialists of the Three Fork Sword will not be as meticulous as you... I'm not saying that they are not serious enough... but they will not always act together for five people."
"Didn't the bureau ask the five people to act together?"
Upon hearing this rhetorical question, Vas Eiger burst into laughter, but immediately restrained his smile and explained quickly: "Theory is theory, practice is practice. If you really perform investigation tasks, you should know that time, efficiency and rigor are like the Mondale paradox in the law of deformation, you will never be able to fully take into account.
If you want to conduct a comprehensive and complete investigation, the efficiency will inevitably be low and the time will not be enough; if you want to investigate something efficiently within a limited time, you will definitely not be able to fully... In order to take into account these three, the old people of the Three-pointed Sword will quietly break through some of the "principles" in the situation.
For example, in today's investigation, they may only have three people coming to the accident site, and the other two will go to nearby taverns, coffee shops, or Aeger's old house to investigate at the same time... Of course, everything will be under the premise of safety... And those who are like you who collect materials, write reports, and act collectively can only be newcomers from the Three-Box Sword...or are you a registered hunting team that performs designated tasks in the school?"
Under the cat-faced mask, Zheng Qing looked numb and mechanically flipped the bone pieces that were gradually returning to their original state.
He thought that the combat madmen at Starry Sky Academy were not very smart.
I didn't expect that this senior was so keen.
"Who are you writing love letters to?" He asked dyingly, skillfully deflecting the topic: "I heard that you were studying at Starry Sky College, No. 1 University... I almost thought you were a student of Alpha after listening to your analysis just now."
The cat-faced mask shook slightly, interrupting the episode.
"Brother Zha, come and take a look at this." Xiao Xiao's slightly serious voice came from his ears.
Zheng Qing stood up in surprise.
Vas Aeger also spread his hands tactfully and returned to the apple tree.
"What's the matter?" The captain of Yusin Hunting Team came behind the fortune teller.
Xiao Xiao was holding a small piece of shriveled spine in the tweezers. On the back of the spine, there were oval brass patches embedded. There were no complicated runes on it, and there was only a capital letter ‘M’ that was branded with a sinister engraving technique.
This copper piece looks very familiar.
It took only a few seconds before Zheng Qing reacted.
"The two-headed ogre in the trial event before school last year?" He whispered the source of another copper piece in his memory: "Merlin's first letter? So, the dark wizard we are pursuing is a diehard wizard...is very likely a member of the Dark Council?"
"Maybe."
Xiao Xiao raised his hand and touched the mask on his face, as if he wanted to rub the corners of his eyes, but in the end he only touched the cold and smooth mask: "The last time we speculated that this 'M' was the first letter of Merlin because there were no more clues, it was purely speculation... But now we know the 'crow', and we know that there is a 'professor', and they know that they want to 'break through the shackles of the rules, turn into angels, and pursue eternal and noble truth'... we should probably narrow our horizons a little bit."