Silently looking outside the wall at the deep night, my heart was in a mess and my five senses were mixed.
behind him.
The yellow raccoon dog and the little green snake that slipped out of his ear at some point were biting each other's ears and 'whispering' in words that the boy could just hear.
"——Do you know who the little girl from the Jiang family scolded?"
There was a hint of confusion in Huamao's tone.
The little green snake pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head uncertainly: "——It's not me anyway."
"What do you mean, she might be scolding me?" Huamao suddenly became a little angry: "I can understand her scolding little Susu, and I can accept scolding little scumbag... What does she mean by scolding me?"
"It means you don't take action when you should."
The little green snake spit out the letter, and his tone was somewhat meaningful, as if he was not just talking to the tabby cat: "I always feel that it is smart to stay out of certain disputes, but I don't know that this kind of choice will hurt two people at the same time.
"
Zheng Qing finally had no way to pretend that he couldn't hear their conversation.
"Shut up you two!"
The young wizard rubbed the ring on his hand and interrupted angrily: "If you are really bored, go to the Silent Forest and catch some seven-colored deer for me so that my yard will not be empty...or build a new protective circle nearby.
, lest those monsters and monsters outside come to trouble us!"
"Do we seem like people who are afraid of trouble?" The little green snake flicked the tip of its tail and purred.
"First of all, you are not human. Secondly, it is really troublesome to clean up the body." Zheng Qing sighed, and his mood cheered up a little.
But Huang Huali didn't want him to get out of his depression so quickly.
"——What's the trouble with picking up the body?"
It paced like a cat, elegantly turned to the wizard, sat upright, and said in an old-fashioned tone: "For you, the really troublesome things are not the monsters in the Silent Forest, nor the mundane affairs of fringe colleges or relevant departments.
, nor Starry Sky, Forbidden Curse, or any other legend... These things are all certain on the timeline, and you will eventually face and solve them. And those really troublesome things are what you have been delaying from the beginning.
Don’t solve the problem.”
The cool voice of the little green snake sounded next to him, and he added: "——You can put off those troubles as long as you want, it doesn't matter. However, when you finish handling the mundane affairs outside and come back again, those troubles will still be there.
It's become more difficult than before you left."
Zheng Qing opened his mouth.
Want to argue.
But he found that he had nothing to say.
…
…
call!
Su Shijun's figure appeared quietly in the small garden of Qingqiu Mansion.
She let out a long breath, sweating slightly on the tip of her nose, and her face turned red, as if she had just gone through a big battle.
It was late at night and there was no one in the garden.
She kicked off the high heels, barefoot, stepped on the soft grass, and walked towards the mansion. Under the moonlight, a blooming flower bloomed at her feet.
With a bit of shy, lift the petals, shrink into a seed, and return to the ground.
After passing through the garden, there was no flower blooming.
The witch's face also returned to normal, and the skin glowed with a clear luster in the moonlight, like white jade. She quietly passed through the patio and flower hall, and went straight to her study.
In the seam of the closed study door, a slightly bright orange light revealed.
Su Shijun's eyes fluctuated slightly, but there was no pause under his feet, and pushed the door into. In the room, behind her desk, a witch with her appearance was lazily in a group, and the fluffy big tail seemed to be like she.
A blanket, wrapped her in it, looks warm and comfortable.
"—— Come back?"
Qingqiu's ancestor greeted lazily: "I always feel that this mansion is a bit deserted, and the area is a bit small. Do you think you want to expand a little bit, and connect with a small world? So that your family's usual walking is loose and relaxed.
some."
"The laboratory is busy, I don't have time to take a walk." Su Shijun answered expressionlessly.
The corner of the witch's mouth behind the desk is slightly hooked.
"There is no time to take a walk, but there is time to follow a pumpkin car around the silent forest for a long time?" She laughed a little unhappy: "-The laboratory is busy? When you are busy testing which angle, when you kiss
Is the other party too late to respond? "
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion is finally a bit defensive.
"Why do you know this!"
A few minutes ago, she had just thrown into the small garden a few minutes ago and appeared on her face again, which was a bit anxious: "-The cat cat was not guarding next to it?"
There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!
"It has a spirit of sharing." The big fox behind the desk narrowed his eyes with a smile.
The amount of information in this sentence is very large.
Su Shijun suddenly wanted to resign -no, just resigning is not enough, you have to retreat! Receiving the retreat for a hundred years! When you think of more than one elder to watch the scene just now, the council members of the monthly council will kill the mouth.
The impulse.
She glanced at the witch behind the desk seriously.
The ancestor of Qingqiu was placing his tip into a row and listed on the table: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, a whole tip of the eight tails, like eight naughty fingers, on the desktop, on the desktop,
Be happy.
The anger of the young wizard seemed to be broken by a needle, leaked cleanly, and put it into the sofa next to it.
"Just the opposite."
The eight -tailed fox behind the desk laughed, and seemed to be satisfied with Su Shijun's expression, and his tone became lazy: "The legends are very busy, not very important, they will not pay attention to it ... and the new one will take office
The edge dean is an important part. Two years ago, beside the gentleman, I saw him once; a few days ago, in Danhag, I saw him again. Maybe you only noticed in his eyes.
In our opinion, he became more and more realistic. "
"reality?"
"... Just like reality is real for dreams, Gao Wei is also true for low dimensions."
The witch's temperament behind the desk was slightly serious: "I can see that his body is getting stronger and stronger, the soul is getting more and more solid, and the will became clearer ... This is a very delicate feeling, just like looking at it
With a stick figure on a piece of paper, there are more and more strokes, the color is getting richer and more realistic, and one day, he will come out of the painting. "
"So?" Su Shijun asked calmly.
The owner of Qingqiu Mountain laughed, shaking his head very small: "Don't be so nervous. I won't do anything to your Xiao Qinglang. On the contrary, I would like to remind you ... Don't look at you in front of you four years ago.
The boy is. It is not worth the article in front of the road. What you do tonight is very good. But I think you can do it further ... "
The words have not fallen.
Su Shijun, who was annoyed by a pillow, smashed him fiercely.
But after all, I smashed the empty.
The witch behind the desk did not know when it had disappeared without a trace. In the study, only her shadow was shaking on the wall.