"——The plaque on the door just broke, and it hasn't been replaced yet, right?"
After coming out of the small world of Xuanhuangmu, Huanghuali suddenly looked at Zheng Qing and mentioned this trivial matter seriously: "While it's still early, do you want to go and see what plaque is hanging?"
Is it still early?
Zheng Qing looked up and glanced at the hazy moon in the sky and the dark night, feeling a little speechless.
"Perhaps in the eyes of a cat, there is no difference between night and day, but in the eyes of us humans, the difference is still very obvious." The young dean complained, but did not reject the cat's suggestion, turned around and walked towards the door.
The yellow raccoon dog narrowed its eyes with a smile, raised its tail, and followed him briskly.
Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye.
"Why did you suddenly laugh?" He slowed down suspiciously.
"...I thought of something happy." The tabby cat coughed dryly, its whiskers trembling slightly.
"What's the happy thing?" Zheng Qing thought on a whim, always feeling that there was a strange atmosphere somewhere, and cautiously touched the ring on his hand.
"...When the xuanhuang fruits are ripe later, I can eat one and throw another away!" After thinking for a few seconds, the yellow civet gave a very good reason.
This does seem like something that would make it happy.
Zheng Qing chuckled softly.
"I don't know how often Xuanhuang fruit ripens..." The young wizard shook his head slightly.
The words were not spoken yet.
boom!
Not far away, the door that he had just repaired collapsed. Along with the rising dust, a tall figure strode across the threshold, shouting: "——Monster, accept your fate!"
Hearing that familiar voice, Zheng Qing's eyes twitched slightly.
The muzzle of the rune gun in his hand moved slightly to the side, but his finger was still on the trigger.
The dust has settled.
Revealing the big red face of the uninvited guest.
It's Zhang Jixin.
He was wearing a leather hunting suit, with boxing gloves on his hands, a Dharma book hanging on his waist, and a brass shield-shaped badge on his chest with the word "forgiveness" written in small seal script on it.
The talisman was covered with yellow paper, and it exuded a savage hunting aura.
Elder Zhang obviously also saw Zheng Qing holding a rune gun not far away. He was stunned for a moment and became furious: "What a monster, how dare you use illusions in front of me? I must let you taste Bo Da's fist today."
What a taste!"
There is no doubt that he is a fool.
Zheng Qing was speechless and put away the rune gun.
"——Why are you here?" The yellow-breasted raccoon interrupted very abruptly and glared at the red-faced wizard.
Zhang Jixin, who was about to rush forward, stopped abruptly when he saw the tabby cat. His eyes lingered between it and Zheng Qing for a few seconds, his expression a little confused.
"It's not an illusion, it's fake." Zheng Qing guessed what he was thinking and felt a little funny: "We are here to see the venue today, what are you doing here...why are you here?"
The last two sentences may sound like they just changed the word order, but they are actually two questions.
Because Zheng Qing suddenly felt that something was a little strange.
So many words that came to my lips just now because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, such as apology, Astronomy Class 08-1, Fatty Xin and Xiao Xiao, etc., were all swallowed back and replaced with the final question.
While speaking, he also glanced down at the tabby cat at his feet.
It's just that the golden civet has its tail folded and looks like it's sitting in an orderly manner - this in itself is the biggest abnormality.
Zhang Jixin stared blankly at the young wizard in black robes in front of him.
"Scum..."
He spoke subconsciously, and after shouting the first word, he seemed to realize that it was inappropriate, and changed his words four times in a short period of time: "——Qing...Zheng...Dean?"
At the same time, his expression changed from shock, to joy, and finally to respect.
Zheng Qing felt a little toothache.
Perhaps for a wizard from a noble family, respect for those in high positions comes from instinct, but for Zheng Qing, this pretentious feeling will only give him goosebumps.
"Speak!" He took a few steps forward, slapped the red-faced wizard on the shoulder, and said angrily: "You haven't explained clearly yet, why are you here? You even broke my door!"
"Is this yard yours?" Zhang Jixin laughed dryly.
Zheng Qing's eyes fell on the badge on his chest, and he had a guess in his heart: "——The hunting team is training at night?"
"Maybe."
The red-faced wizard was vague, and his eyes suddenly became a little uncertain: "We were hunting a Sichuan deer. It ran and ran, and we chased and chased it... Then it disappeared near here... Well, everyone suspected that it might have gotten lost.
, entered this courtyard, so I planned to come in and search..."
"——If the prey escapes, just escape. What does it mean that your prey may be lost?"
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
Zheng Qing felt that this wording was a bit strange and couldn't help but laugh. But midway through his laughter, his expression suddenly froze, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart: "Wait, you just said 'everyone'? And...
Who? Where are the others?”
His voice was a little tight.
"Well, in order to prevent the Sichuan deer from escaping through other doors, the others went around the wall to check in other directions."
At this point, Zhang Jixin specifically emphasized the mistake he had just made: "——I kicked the door to 'snake the snake' and wanted the prey to run in other directions."
Zheng Qing was silent for a few seconds.
"There is no other door in this courtyard." He explained dryly.
There was a hint of sympathy in Zhang Jixin's eyes: "——Oh, then the others will probably be here soon."
Zheng Qing suddenly felt his scalp numb.
I feel the urge to run away.
But reason told him that running would not solve the problem, but would make it worse. He disappeared while playing before the door was kicked down, and had a hundred excuses to give himself; but after meeting Zhang Jixin, he ran away.
Just looking for death.
While regaining sanity.
He finally realized what the weirdness of the tabby cat meant before, and glared at it fiercely. Then he thought of something and couldn't help but glance at the red-faced wizard: "——How did you find this place?"
"Follow that Sichuan deer?"
Zhang Jixin shrugged his shoulders, stretched his neck and looked back, with a hint of impatience in his tone: "Don't ask me why I chased this Sichuan deer tonight... It's just luck. Maybe that guy smelled the soul.
Take a light breath."
He finally regained the mentality of getting along with Zheng Qing.
But Zheng Qing didn't feel happy at all.
Because while Zhang Jixin was explaining, there was a rush of rustling footsteps outside the courtyard wall. In just a blink of an eye, those sounds spread to the door.
A standard five-pointed star battle formation squeezed through the door frame and unfolded in front of Zheng Qing. A few surprised voices could be heard faintly in the blooming light of the formation, and then disappeared without a trace.
Zheng Qing knew why they kept silent.
Because the witch in charge of the battle formation was striding towards him with a cold face, carrying a book of Dharma.
The familiar corner of the copper-plate book cover exuded a frightening cold light under the moonlight.
ps, Eason Chan’s songs can’t help but echo in my mind~