Chapter 190 Dark Shadow

There are ghosts in the wizarding world, and Zheng Qing knows this very well.

After staying at First University for more than half a year, Zheng Qing has seen a lot of ghosts, zombies, vampires, werewolves and other ghostly creatures, but in the true sense, Zheng Qing has not seen the kind of shadowy ghosts and ghosts in horror movies when he was a child. Saw it. After all, this is the most benign place in the wizarding world, with few weird hiding places.

But now, he seems to have such an opportunity.

The black shadow reflected on the bed curtain was roughly in the shape of an animal, with a head, limbs, and a vague tail.

Because it was night, the light from the fireflies was uneven, and there was wind outside the window. A small amount of cold wind came in through the cracks in the window, causing the curtains to sway slightly, and the black shadow on the lining became more and more distorted. The most important thing is that the black shadow is still very clear. Even on the dark-colored curtains, its shape can be clearly reflected.

The twisted head, twisted body, twisted limbs, and twisted tail made Zheng Qing's expression distorted.

He stared, pointed at the black shadow, half-opened his mouth, hissed, and sucked in cold air.

Professor Yao, who was reprimanding the young public-funded students, could easily detect the boy's abnormality. He didn't think Zheng Qing was joking with him, but he didn't think Zheng Qing really saw anything terrible. At best, you are scaring yourself.

After all, this is First University, this is the office of the dean of Jiuyou Academy, and he is the dean of Jiuyou Academy, the top wizard in the wizarding world. Which monster is so bold as to dare to jump in front of him, without fear of being caught for experiments?

Although he had this judgment in his heart, as a wizard, Old Yao still had the necessary caution.

He narrowed his eyes, held the newly bought pipe in one hand, pressed the Dharma book on the table with the other, and turned around.

Then, he also saw the dark shadow reflected on the curtains.

Professor Yao twitched his lips, raised his hand and said hello to the black figure:

"Long time no see, Mr. Huang...how are you doing?"

The former gentleman is a respectful title for the guest, and the latter gentleman refers to the adult behind the guest.

The curtains shook slightly, and a yellow cat with amber eyes came out from behind the curtains, stepped on the window sill, jumped deftly onto Professor Yao's desk, and then looked like a noble nobleman who had won a battle. Normally, walk around the desk with small square steps.

Zheng Qing discovered that the cats at First University seemed to have this bad habit. They always liked to declare their sovereignty in enclosures in unfamiliar environments.

After a week of inspection, the yellow tabby lay carelessly in front of Dean Yao's teacup, stuck his head in, took two sips of tea, then pouted, turned to look at the snack box next to the teacup, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally did not take it. Claws stretched out. During the whole process, Lao Yao kept smiling and did not interrupt.

Only then did it seem to remember that someone had just greeted it, and looked back at Lao Yao.

"Well, that's good." The yellow raccoon snorted, which was regarded as an answer to Old Yao's question. It had never liked the fake smile on Old Yao's face, as if smiling a few more times could cover up his fiery little temper. of.

Hearing it speak, a certain public-funded student who had been sitting in front of the table came to his senses and stammered: "Huang, Brother Huang?! Why are you here... I was scared to death just now."

The yellow lily looked at the boy with disdain: "You are as courageous as a sesame and a mung bean, and you haven't made any progress since you were a child."

Zheng Qing lowered his head in shock.

Then he realized something.

"Do you know Brother Huang?" The boy raised his head and looked at Professor Yao, his eyes widening curiously.

Before Lao Yao had time to answer, Huang Huali interrupted Zheng Qing's question rudely: "When I opened a bookstore in the past, this old man often came to the store to buy books!"

Professor Yao coughed twice and put the pipe back into his mouth without denying it. Probably acquiesce.

Zheng Qing also wanted to ask Professor Yao if he knew Mr. Wu, but Huang Huali didn't want to let him continue to ask questions. He poked his head forward and stared at the gray cloth bag hanging on Zheng Qing's waist.

"Are all your talisman guns here?" it asked directly.

"Rule gun?" Zheng Qing's hand subconsciously reached into the gray cloth bag and touched the cold body of the gun. Then he nodded: "They are all here."

"Is it all still usable? Is it not broken?" The civet's tail flicked and brushed against the teacup on the desk. A few strands of cat hair seemed to fall into the cup with the flick of its tail. Lao Yao frowned unnoticed and made up his mind to disinfect his quilt later.

Hearing Huang Huali's question, Zheng Qing immediately woke up.

"Hmm... Indeed, I almost forgot." He took out the Colt Python he had just used not long ago and skillfully took it apart. Just like Brother Huang said, most of the runes imprinted on the trigger, magazine, safety and other structures of the rune gun are damaged. The most serious among them is the runes on the barrel, many of which have been completely obliterated.

The young public-funded student sighed deeply.

Sure enough.

The last time Remington blasted the big toad in the Silent Forest, he discovered that the runes were damaged afterwards. However, it was still a gift from the great wizard. Even if there were some glitches, it did not affect its simple use.

At that time, Zheng Qing had speculated whether his use of blood rune bullets would have any serious impact on the rune gun.

So this time, he specially selected the Python revolver in good condition to shoot. The results were mixed. Fortunately, his guess was verified. After shooting a blood rune bullet, the rune formation on the python wheel was indeed damaged.

The sad thing is that this gun is obviously not as strong as the Remington given by Su Shijun. A large number of runes on the body of the gun have been obliterated, obviously losing its function for further use.

"Oh, no!" the young public-funded student wailed, holding his rune gun, somewhat at a loss. Most of his confidence in going hunting now lies in these two rune guns. If the rune guns are scrapped, won't he have to go back to the old method of firing rune bullets with a slingshot?

"Can Green Grocery Store repair talisman guns?" Zheng Qing looked at Professor Yao hopefully. It's not like he hasn't thought about buying a new rune gun, but firstly, the purchase procedure of the rune gun is complicated and expensive; secondly, it is a gift given to him by others, and it is not good to just throw it away; thirdly, he has a limited budget, and he is still a thrifty person after all. My good boy, save as much as you can.

Old Yao clicked his pipe twice and shook his head: "You said it was a grocery store, how could you repair a rune gun... Martin Tol Alchemy Company does business in this area. If you are worried, you can also contact the school. Alchemist..."

"Those people who are looking for Alphaburg?" the yellow tabby mocked.

When Lao Yao heard this, he was speechless.

This is indeed a problem. The most advanced school of alchemy in the First University is the Alpha School. Correspondingly, most of the skilled alchemists are also affiliated with the Alpha School. Considering the current discord between the two colleges, not only is it inconvenient for Zheng Qing to find a way there, but even Lao Yao can't bear to ask for help.