Hunting College

Pushing the door open, there is a dark corridor in front of me, and specks of light can be vaguely seen in the distance.

The damp wall, mixed with the smell of rust and wood hair mold, poured into Zheng Qing's nasal cavity, causing him to sneeze.

"Snee!"

With this sneeze, the iron door behind him slowly closed.

It blocked the light behind him, and isolated the sound of Westminster Abbey bells from far behind.

"Strong sense of sight," the young public-sponsored student smiled low, no longer the anxiety of the last time, but skillfully drew out his law book, opened the title page, and whispered:

"Bangbi Xiaoxing, three to five in the east!"

The twinkling stars at three or five o'clock suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Qing, like huge fireflies, dancing happily, marking beautiful light marks in the dark basement aisle, illuminating the surroundings.

This is a lighting spell commonly used by students, with low mana consumption and cold light, which is very suitable for use in the depths of the library or during hunting. Compared with mantras such as'Eastern is bright, moonrise light' or'Gao Gao Zi Sun', and'Moon rises Jiao Xi','嘒Bi Xiaoxing' is very demanding in terms of skills and is often used by everyone to compete. , To see who summoned a large number of small stars and beautiful trajectories.

Zheng Qing learned this spell from Dylan.

After walking dozens of steps along the corridor and turning, the familiar stairs stood quietly not far in front of Zheng Qing.

"Click."

Zheng Qing opened his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

At 9:46 in the evening, it was less than a minute before he left Phuket and the school where he had lived for half a year.

"Magic magic." The young wizard muttered in a low voice, carefully putting away the pass hanging on his chest. This is his proof of returning to school in two weeks.

Then he took the heavy luggage out of the gray cloth bag and began to climb the stairs panting.

"I'm back!!"

As he crawled, he yelled.

...

Zheng Qing returned home on the night of the 18th, stepping on Xiao Nian's tail.

At that time, the family was sitting together eating and watching TV. In the incense burner under the statue of the stove king in the kitchen, the freshly renewed incense smoked with wisps of smoke. On the TV, the Chinese New Year program year after year was the same as last year.

Not surprisingly, Zheng Qing's sudden appearance at the door of his house shocked the family.

"Didn't the school tell us that you can come back tomorrow? Why are you back at night!" Father Zheng was so upset about Zheng Qing's sudden appearance. He had planned to drive to Chang'an Airport the next day to pick him up.

For students whose family is not a wizard, the First University will adopt the method of shielding information and confusing magic to ensure the distance between the wizarding world and the world of Bai Ding. Correspondingly, the school also has a special agency to take care of gifts during the holidays, or on weekdays, phone calls and letterheads.

It's like going home this winter vacation.

The school told the parents of the students that the return date is about a day later than the actual return date of the students, which can prevent some parents from actually going to the airport or dock to pick up the situation and complicate the situation.

As for the relevant explanation, the school also has a unified explanation.

"The school temporarily notified that the flight was adjusted at the end of the year, and the flight to our school was ahead of schedule." Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and explained solemnly: "I was thinking about calling home when I was in Chang'an. The phone...but I didn't think about it far, so I didn't worry about it."

Regarding Zheng Qing's explanation, the family did not have any doubts, but complained a little about the school.

Compared with his father, Zheng Qing's mother's concerns are much more practical.

"Everyone is back, why do you say those useless ones?" She arrogantly added a pair of chopsticks to Zheng Qing, and at the same time urged: "Quickly wash, go to the dust, and then eat first... Let’s have dinner!"

Zheng Qing was vague, neither affirmed nor denied.

In fact, he had just eaten dinner for less than four hours, but looking at his mother's expectant eyes and listening to the joyful tone, he really didn't have the courage to refuse.

"Then I'll go to wash first." He muttered, and walked straight to the bathroom where he piled a few large bags of gifts.

Behind him, there was a vague conversation of parents complaining to each other.

"I said long ago that you should wrap the dumplings today, and the children can eat them when they come back tomorrow. You have to make them tomorrow."

"Isn't it fresher tomorrow! Who knew he would be back tonight..."

...

When Zheng Qing was eating, Professor Zheng, who had already rested, also got up and went to the living room.

"I'm back? Are you tired on the road?"

"Isn't it hard to study hard in college? ... Don't be too relaxed when you enter the university. I remember your study is a combination of undergraduate, master and doctoral studies, right. This kind of requires your usual grade points, and you can't be sloppy at all!"

The old man leaned on the sofa, chattering and talking about Zheng Qing's studies. While eating, Zheng Qing chose beautiful words to honor the elderly. Zheng's father and Zheng's mother have the intention to prevent the old man from talking about those heavy topics, but they are not really good to really interrupt. Only you can push me and I will nudge you. Zheng Qing secretly laughed.

After sitting for a long while, perhaps because of lack of energy, Professor Zheng got up and planned to rest again.

Zheng Qing could almost hear his parents sighing in the living room.

"Oh, that's right." After getting up and walking for two steps, Professor Zheng suddenly remembered something ~www.readwn.com~ and turned around and said to Zheng Qing: "Mr. Wu is not in the store recently...When he went out the other day, He mentioned it to me and asked you to take time to visit the store... New Year's Eve is coming soon. When you go to the store, remember to clean up and post the door **** couplet or something."

"Oh, no problem." Zheng Qing repeatedly agreed, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Although he had heard from the husband before, and he was also mentally prepared that he would not meet him when he returned home during the Chinese New Year, but before returning home, he still had a little extravagant hope in his heart.

Professor Zheng did not notice his grandson’s expression, and he still ordered: "...there is also the yellow lily in Mr. Wu’s shop. When he left, he also asked us to take care of him. You go to the shop to clean. Be careful when you are in the store. If the cat is in the store, take it home. It’s not bad these days anyway.

Zheng Qing couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard this.

Does that yellow raccoon still need to take care of itself? This joke is really funny. However, considering that the husband's words should not be aimless, Zheng Qing did not hesitate and agreed.

After the arrangements were made, Professor Zheng walked to the bedroom contentedly.

As he walked, he muttered: "The fat mouse at home doesn't know where it's gone... Turn around and let the flower cat look for it, maybe it can find..."

Zheng Qing knew that the fat mouse the old man said should be the "Fei Rui" who has lived at home for a long time. Because of the long time, the old man is very sensitive to the little aura, so he will never forget it.

Of course, he also knew that Fei Rui had now returned to Phuket, and even if the husband's Huang brother was more powerful, he wouldn't find the fat mouse at home.

It's just that he would never tell his grandpa about this kind of thing.

Some things can only rely on the strength of time to slowly wash away the traces they once left.

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