Chapter 75 Nymph and Professor Garcia

After a small expression of goodwill, Serprano left with his entourage.

As soon as his front legs disappeared around the corner of the street, Xiao Xiao quietly appeared next to Zheng Qing with his back legs, startling the young public-funded student.

"Why are you so fast?" Zheng Qing looked at the "Book of Law" in Xiao Xiao's arms and said in surprise: "I thought you would stay in that store for a while."

"Buying a book is not about picking a wife, so why be so careful?" Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and replied slowly: "Go into the bookstore, see the book, take it away, pay...it's not a very complicated matter in the first place. In addition, It’s not that I spent too little time, it’s that you and Seprano spent a little too long chatting. I never knew you two had so much to say.”

Zheng Qing sighed heavily.

Then he simply repeated to the doctor what Serprano had said before, and finally concluded: "What do you think he wants to do? Want to send someone to ambush me on the east side of the lake, push me into the mud pond and eat a few mouthfuls of yellow mud?"

He is not afraid to judge the other party with the greatest malice.

Different from him, Xiao Xiao's view is more objective and fair.

"Perhaps he is really releasing goodwill." The doctor pushed up the book in his arms and said thoughtfully: "Except for the conflict between Jiuyou and Alpha, there is no fundamental conflict of interest between the two of you. … In addition, the school is now under a curfew and the blood club is about to change its term. Objectively speaking, one less trouble is good for everyone. "

"What do you mean, we can go check near the mud pond?"

"Why not go? That's the heart of the academy, and you have a whole hunting team at your disposal. Even if Seprano wants to use some tricks, it won't be that easy."

While they were talking, the two of them had already turned two corners along the small street of Quanke Laiwei City.

Then Zheng Qing saw a familiar figure not far away.

It was his professor in the fish-man language class, Mr. Garcia.

Thinking that the invitation letter to Quan Ke was given by this old gentleman, Zheng Qing felt that it was necessary to step forward to say hello, so he pulled Xiao Xiao and walked forward.

Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes and finally stopped analyzing Soprano's topic.

Professor Garcia is haggling with a nymph for some dried seahorses.

Nymphs are water elves who live in the far north. They are as beautiful as mermaids and have voices as good as sirens. In addition, they also have a pair of transparent, beautiful wings like dragonflies.

It is said that in the sunlight, their wings will flash with colorful light.

But now we are underwater, and apart from the glowing pearls and octopus, there are only the green eyes of the werewolves. Zheng Qing regretted that he could not see the beautiful wings of the nymphs.

During the school hunt last year, the school invited some nymph dancers. But because the distance was too far, Zheng Qing could not see any more details except for a group of figures dancing in mid-air.

The nymph in front of Professor Garcia has a pair of beautiful big eyes with long eyelashes, and her skin is white and shiny, almost transparent. The whole body is covered in a layer of fine gauze, with compact magic lines and a flowing magic halo, making people dizzy.

"Welcome...welcome guests." She greeted the two young wizards with a hoarse and melodious voice: "What do you need? Here are North Sea pearl powder, dried seahorses, Penglai cassia, and cuttlefish bone sea turtles. , and fresh oysters.”

A string of words came out of her mouth like a song, elegant yet vulgar.

From the corner of Zheng Qing's eye, he caught a glimpse of the doctor who had taken out his notebook and quill at some point, as if he was planning to record the score that the nymph had just used when greeting the guests.

But he had no time to remind the Doctor of his manners.

Because Professor Garcia has noticed young publicly funded students.

"Classmate Zheng Qing?!" The old fish man waved his hand happily and said, "I just thought you would be somewhere in Wei City."

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Zheng Qing immediately understood the meaning behind the professor's words.

"No rush, no rush." ​​The old fish man waved his hand and skipped the topic: "We will talk about this later... Let me finish the business in front of me first... Five silver cents and three copper coins a How about the pieces? I bought them not for myself, but for my descendants.”

The last sentence seems a bit deliberate.

Zheng Qing recalled the efficacy of dried seahorses and silently lowered his eyelids, pretending not to notice this. The owner of the nymph shop smiled and agreed to the old fish man's request. Professor Garcia seemed to be encouraged and talked non-stop:

"... one generation is worse than the next, really... it's really a sad reality."

"If you had told me a hundred years ago that the little fishmen of Linzhong Lake liked to put fish hooks on their fins and grease the scales on their faces, I would have laughed at you for adding too much to the soup you drank at noon. kava roots, or too many datura flowers in the garden.”

"Young nymphs also have their own trends." The shop owner replied gently: "We live in our time, and they live in their time. The world is big enough for many different eras to coexist."

"Having said that, isn't this how conflicts come about?" Professor Garcia sighed heavily: "Just like someone once said, once people no longer call each other 'Mr' or 'Ms' in a friendly way when they meet, , bad things will follow...and now, when the kids in the lake see the old man, they no longer have the same respect as before. "

Professors can always discuss a very small matter to a very advanced level.

Zheng Qing, who originally had a slightly joking attitude, gradually became serious during the chat between Professor Garcia and the owner of Nymph, thinking carefully about every word they said.

Generation gaps can occur between different eras, as well as between different cultures. It's just that one is a vertical observation and the other is a horizontal comparison. Therefore, the conflict between young people and old people is essentially the same as the conflict between Jiuyou and Alpha.

Until I left that small shop.

Only then did Professor Garcia turn the topic to what he wanted to say when he greeted Zheng Qing.

"Last week you asked me to help you find out if a black goat has been seen in the lake recently?" The old fish man's words were as gentle and worrying as ever: "I went back and asked."

It didn't mention this matter, and Zheng Qing almost forgot about it.

What happened last week was no less than the last week. The drastic changes in the club association, my husband's teaching, and the two dark wizards who sold magicians I encountered last weekend, everything was so bad.

It was not until the professor of Murloc Common Language mentioned the black goat that Zheng Qing immediately realized that he had not communicated with Lin Guo about finding the sheep in the past two days. This immediately filled his heart with guilt, and he just wanted to leave Wei City as soon as possible and chat with Lin Guo.

He didn't really expect to get any useful clues from the old fish man - in the past week, the Knights of Forgiveness had used all kinds of methods, including Gini Hut, Qingqiu Hall, and even the Student Union, Astronomy Class 08-1 , patrols and other channels, no trace of the big black sheep was found.

Zheng Qing no longer had any hope.

But reality always likes to give hope to a person when he is desperate. Just like the X-line chart, when all the moving averages are broken and all the way to the lowest point, there will always be a rebound, as if only by finding a support point can life continue. look like.

"...A longevity turtle by the lake said that some time ago, he saw a cat fighting with a black goat. There were many people making noise by the lake at that time. It was annoyed, so it didn't pay attention to where the black goat ended up... …”