Chapter 967: Oolong Escapes From the Cave!

Chapter 2745 The dragon escapes from the cave!

May 3, Monday.

Cloudy.

The god Xuanwu is on duty, the sheep is in the east, and the god of wealth is in the south.

It is suitable to clean and break the house, and do not do other things;

It is taboo to do nothing.

When Zheng Qing got up in the morning and looked through the old almanac, he unexpectedly found that today was "do not do other things" and "do not do anything". Thinking of his plan last night, he hesitated.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, he shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Although there are still many wizards who look at the old almanac, there are very few who really follow the taboos in the almanac strictly. This is because the almanac is too old, and the taboos listed can no longer cover the needs of today's daily life.

People get up early and flip through it, which is more based on a psychological habit.

But it is not entirely true to say that the taboos in the old almanac have no effect. You know, a large part of the magic in today's magic is listed by wizards in the field of "mysticism" because this part of magic cannot be fully explained by existing magic theories.

The taboos of the old almanac are one of them.

In short, reading the old almanac is like throwing salt behind your shoulders or knocking on the wooden table when you hear something unlucky. Even among the wizard community, it belongs to the category of metaphysics.

As for last night's plan.

After meeting with the wizard Mili of the Trident Sword yesterday, Zheng Qing planned to complete this month's supply contract as soon as possible. For this reason, he ended today's morning class in advance. He did not go to the library or the classroom, but turned to the Trident Sword office in Beta Town, hoping to complete the delivery of the blood talisman bomb before the first class.

The office of the Trident Sword is at the intersection of three streets in Beta Town. There is a small square outside, and the gate is low-key.

It was early, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, but because it was almost the beginning of summer, the vitality between heaven and earth was particularly strong. The morning mist and the low-pitched bird sounds were intertwined. Under the effect of magic, a series of pale white elf shadows about a foot high were twisted, playing and chasing in the open space.

When they see someone coming, they will break silently like bubbles in the sun, scattering colorful rainbow lights all over the ground.

Zheng Qing had no mood to appreciate this rare magical sight. He hung up the Jia Ma Talisman and just hurried on his way.

But when he hurried to the office of the Trident Sword, he saw that the door of the office was half-open, as if it was not open yet, and there was still a small piece of suspicious dark red left at the door.

This made his heart skip a beat, and he secretly thought that it couldn't be possible.

——My luck can't be so bad!

——Is the old almanac going to be accurate again?

——Who can I go to for justice!

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zheng Qing had already pulled out the Colt Python and opened the magic book. There was a blood talisman bullet in the last magazine of the talisman gun, and the magic book opened the page of the binding spell that he was most familiar with. The haha ​​beads on his left wrist trembled slightly in the sun, as if they would slip off in the next second.

The black gemstone cat emerged from the boy's hood like a real cat, stepped on his shoulders with two front paws, and poked its head out, staring at the thin crack in the door nervously and excitedly.

Zheng Qing now really, really, really hates trouble.

But as an assistant teacher at the first university, it is against professional ethics to turn a blind eye to the abnormality.

With these grievances, the boy grabbed the gun and knocked on the door politely like all guests would do - this is the most basic principle when entering a wizard's room, regardless of whether there is someone in the room.

"Is anyone there?"

The young assistant student lowered his voice and whispered.

There was no answer from the door.

Zheng Qing was a little anxious, and his peripheral vision quickly glanced around. At this time, he didn't see anyone on the street, and even the playful morning mist elves seemed to have noticed the uneasy atmosphere flowing in the air and dissipated completely.

After hesitating for a while, he finally took a few steps forward and poked his head to look carefully into the door.

Then his shoulder was patted from behind.

"Ah Xiba!"

The frightened boy subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun and was about to pull the trigger.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Be careful!"

A familiar voice shouted behind him. Almost at the same time, Zheng Qing's finger on the trigger was pressed down by someone, the muzzle of the gun was pushed up, and the open book was also held down by a big hand, interrupting the magic fluctuations that were about to move.

Haha beads fell to the ground with a crackling sound, but before they were fully transformed, they were forcibly summoned back by their owner. Because at this time Zheng Qing had already seen the appearance of the person who blocked his action.

The person in charge of the Trident Sword Office in Beta Town, the short and fat Commissioner Andrew, seemed to be no less frightened than the young teaching assistant.

"Is this a new way of greeting?"

Because of his nervousness, Andrew's voice sounded a little sharp, like a drake with its neck strangled: "-Is it popular in school to shoot people when they meet? You don't have that kind of terrible talisman bullet in your gun!"

He kept aiming at the talisman gun in Zheng Qing's hand nervously, and a drop of sweat had seeped out of his chubby nose. It seemed that he could see the whole office disappearing from Beta Town in the next second.

"Are you still alive?"

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly explained: "... No, the first few bullets in the gun were ordinary talisman bullets, evil-repelling bullets and binding bullets, ordinary ones."

"I'm still alive? What a fresh question!"

The short and fat wizard also breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and snorted a sentence from his nose: "-Do you want to throw a few evil-breaking talismans on me to see if I am the incarnation of evil?"

Zheng Qing almost forgot about this.

Noticing the boy's slightly moved eyes, the trident specialist suddenly became a little annoyed and patted his chest very hard.

"Do you see what this is? The trident badge! The shining trident badge!"

As he said, he stretched out his stubby fingers and poked the boy's chest hard: "- Just like the badge of your Jiuyou Academy! Even if the evil spirit steals it, it can't wear it... If you wear it forcibly, either the evil spirit will be wiped out or the badge will be dim. What are the students thinking about now?"

Dead people, blood, and endless reports.

Zheng Qing answered in his heart.

But he forced out a trace of embarrassment on his face, and laughed dryly: "--This is not my fault. The situation is so tense now. I looked at the almanac before going out and it said that everything was not appropriate... When I came, I saw a pool of blood spilled at your door, and the door was half-closed. Who knows what happened."

"Tense situation? Now?"

Andrew looked puzzled, paused, and glanced at the boy's appearance again, and suddenly showed a trace of realization: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot... No wonder... I also heard about Thomas's matter. What he did was not authentic."

Zheng Qing pursed his lips.

He then remembered that Andrew and Thomas seemed to have a good relationship. When he first went to Damingfang and encountered a wild monster, the conversation between the two was still vivid in his mind.

Andrew patted the boy's shoulder comfortingly, blew his nose very hard, and then looked at the dark red at the door: "--Besides, that's not blood, I accidentally spilled some red wine this morning. Well, because I spilled it at breakfast, I went out to buy a new bottle... Want some? To calm down."

He raised the paper bag in his other hand, and the slender neck of the bag vividly explained to Zheng Qing what was inside.

Zheng Qing's nostrils twitched slightly.

He did smell the faint aroma of wine in the air.

It was undoubtedly a mistake.

He put the safety of the talisman gun back on, closed the book of law, and his face was no less speechless than Andrew's-this fat man has the nerve to say that he is abnormal? How can a normal person drink alcohol for breakfast in the morning?

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