Chapter 103 Herb Garden

Leaving the laboratory building, which still emitted an ominous whisper, and walking along a secluded corridor across Linzhong Lake, the freshmen were led by Professor Li Qihuang to the backyard of the school, in a low two-story independent building. Stopped in front.

The professor asked the students to wait a moment, but he went straight into the small building.

A moment later, when Professor Li walked out of the small building again, the black professor's robe that he originally wore had disappeared, replaced by a gray short coat, which looked like the uniform of a school janitor, but it was different in style. Subtle differences.

He was carrying a broad straw hat on his back, holding a long-mouthed brass watering can in one hand, and a pointed shovel with a long wooden handle in the other. He looked like a farmer.

"This is the botanical garden of Jiuyou Academy, and it is also one of the larger spiritual gardens of First University." Professor Li leaned on the shovel, and his originally rickety body straightened up a lot, and then he waved his hand. Brass Watering Can, added: "This is what I mentioned to you before, another fascinating aspect of potion is the magical world of magical plants."

"Here are not only the Poria cocos, century-old Polygonum multiflorum, thousand-year-old ginseng seed, iceberg snow lotus, Dendrobium officinale, etc., which are amazingly effective tonics, but there are also mulberry trees that look like red flowers and can poison fish; they have yellow and round leaves. , the yellow vitex that has no name; the grass with white flowers and black fruits, shaped like a leek, can cure malignant sores and dispel illusions, etc. "

"Today, I will take you to appreciate the grand scenery of the garden. []"

"Before entering the garden, I need to remind you that you are not allowed to touch any plant in the garden without permission, whether it is a beneficial plant or a harmful tree, or you see a piranha swallowing a plant. The ginseng seeds running around couldn’t help but feel the stupid sense of justice in their hearts.”

"No matter what, don't touch any of the plants."

"Perhaps the plants you touch will wither due to external stimulation... At that time, it will not be a situation that a few jade coins can solve."

Professor Li raised his voice and warned everyone solemnly.

The students nodded obediently and quickly wrote down various details mentioned by the professor in their notebooks.

"Well, finally, before entering the garden, everyone should put away their textbooks, notebooks, and even pens, inks, paper and inkstones, bring their own ears and eyes, and write them down after leaving the garden."

Zheng Qing was stunned, stuffing the stationery into his gray cloth bag in frustration, and then looked around uneasily.

The scholar leaving the pen and paper in his hand was like a swordsman throwing away his sword, which made people uneasy.

"Follow me, follow me quickly." Fatty Xin grabbed the dazed public-funded student and followed the professor to the back of the building.

Zheng Qing came back to his senses, quickly cheered up, and followed in a hurry and noisily with the students behind him.

At First University, each college has its own exclusive botanical garden to cultivate magical plants commonly used in teaching in its college.

When he first entered school, Nicholas once led Zheng Qing here, but he only passed through the door and only had a rough understanding of the door.

Turning around the small building, in front of me was a thin and dilapidated arched round door. On the lintel hung a dark wooden sign with the words "Baicao Garden" written in green paint.

There are mysterious characters made of stones on the walls on both sides of the door. The characters are all hollow. Through the gaps, you can see the lush and lush plants in the garden.

"I thought the school would at least put a glass cover outside the botanical garden." Zheng Qing looked at the plants in the garden through the gaps and couldn't help but said to Xiao Xiao: "I didn't expect it to be so simple to break the wall."

Xiao Xiao didn't hold a notebook in his arms, and his temper became much worse.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Zheng Qing. He said nothing, but his eyes clearly expressed his contempt.

Zhang Jixin stood aside and explained Watermelon Head's contempt appropriately: "Don't underestimate this broken wall. When I came to receive the mission a few days ago, Uncle Stendhal warned us not to put our hands into the wall casually. People will die in those gaps.”

Zheng Qing was horrified.

He just remembered that the punitive task Zhang Jixin received from the school working committee was to do odd jobs in the botanical garden. In this way, the words coming out of his mouth gained some credibility.

Several classmates nearby had obviously thought of this, and they all came over to ask Zhang Jixin about things in the garden.

"Are people really dead? When did it happen? How many people died? Was it because they were poisoned or were they killed by Yuanzi's defensive spell?" Duan Xiaojian asked about the dead people with interest.

"Have you already entered the garden? Is it big inside? I heard that you have to be searched when entering and exiting the garden. Is this true?" Another girl asked this somewhat embarrassing question uneasily.

"Who is Uncle Stendhal?" Zheng Qing also approached curiously.

Zhang Jixin obviously didn't expect that his classmates would be so curious. After hesitating for a long time, he sorted out the question a little, picked up a few and answered:

"Uncle Stendhal is the administrator of Baicao Garden. Like Old Hemingway, they are both old school workers."

Zheng Qing: "Uncle Stendhal did not tell us in detail about the dead people in the garden... This was not a good thing in the first place. However, he mentioned that there is a very powerful curse attached to these walls, which is incompatible with the protective formation of Jiuyou Academy. Goulian. Any unauthorized invasion will be fully counterattacked by the school’s defense formation.”

Zheng Qing was originally standing at the door, stroking the rolled-up gray wall with his fingers, looking eagerly at a red plant running around the field in the garden through the gap in the wall, eager to try it. I wish I could replace the short, fat old man who was leaning on his head and beating his back and legs behind the plant.

Suddenly hearing Zhang Jixin's remarks, he was shocked and stepped back, staggering and almost falling.

This look made several students around him laugh.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is no malice, there will be no danger." Zhang Jixin supported him with a smile.

"Who is going to judge whether I have malicious intentions?" Zheng Qing stood up straight and retorted with a red face: "I can't leave my life to a botanical garden to judge."

"Very wise." A cold female voice next to them interrupted their conversation.

Zheng Qing turned around and saw Jiang Yu.

She looked sternly at the students surrounding the courtyard wall and said dissatisfiedly: "This is one of the most important places in the school, and no one can be too careful... You are too reckless."

Before anyone else could speak, she continued: "Hurry over, Professor Li is distributing protective clothing... If it's too late, I'm afraid there won't be any suitable clothes."

After that, without waiting for their answer, he hurriedly greeted another group of students.

"Protective clothing?" Zheng Qing asked curiously as he followed Zhang Jixin and walked towards Professor Li.

"Yeah! I almost forgot." Zhang Jixin looked annoyed: "You don't need to search yourself when entering the garden, but you need to put on protective clothing. On the one hand, it protects the plants in the garden, and on the other hand, it also protects ourselves."

"These protective clothing are all standard styles, and each model is available, but the quantity is limited. We have more people here today, and I'm afraid we won't be able to choose suitable clothes if we go late."