Hunting High School

The learning of wizards is rarely purely theoretical, so even in Shushan Pavilion, there are laboratories equipped by First University for students. Of course, compared with the comprehensive laboratory in the teaching building or the professional testing ground like Baicao Garden, the laboratory in the Shushan Pavilion is relatively simple, but it is enough for the students who are studying in the library to simply verify the inspiration that just burst into their minds. .

Moreover, because the use fees of the affiliated laboratories of the Shushan Pavilion are included in the service directory of the Shushan Pavilion, in order to save a little credits, many freshmen will try their best to use the experimental equipment here to complete their studies.

So most of the time, the downstairs lab is crowded.

When Zheng Qing stood in front of the test bench, his mind was confused for a moment—because he didn’t remember that he applied to the librarian to use the laboratory—but soon, the scent of the gypsy witch made him ignore That's confusing.

At this moment, the two were standing in front of a test bench by the window.

The table is already filled with yellow talisman paper, red cinnabar, clear and transparent sand-tuned spiritual fluid, and brushes of different thicknesses and models.

"I always feel that this kind of glove is full of resentment."

The gypsy witch muttered softly, she was putting a pair of translucent long-sleeved gloves on her hands. Zheng Qing carefully helped her pull the cuffs to the back of the elbow, patiently smoothed out every wrinkle, and then smoothly tied the buttons on the back of the apron for her.

Not far away, faint chuckles seemed to come from behind the other test benches.

The wizard felt a little heat on his cheeks.

He squinted his eyes and carefully glanced at the surrounding test benches. But my vision felt a little blurry. It was as if there were tears in the eye sockets, and it was like an old-fashioned picture tube TV. I could only see the figures around me, but I couldn't see them clearly.

"Did you listen to me?!" The witch's annoyed voice came from beside her ear.

The wizard immediately came back to his senses, and repeatedly agreed:

"Of course, of course...you can detect the resentment on the gloves, maybe because you have high divination talent and sensitive spiritual sense...but in theory, these protective gears in the library have been repeatedly checked by the professors, except for the protective patterns on them In addition, it is impossible to leave any negative power."

According to different experiments, wizards will also use different defense methods. For example, when doing alchemy experiments, wizards will wear dragon skin jumpsuits, deerskin gloves, and sometimes ugly protective masks; when doing potion experiments, wizards generally wear ice silk Magical Robe, Wear plain goggles. When doing experiments on talismans and formations, wizards will wear silkworm leather gloves and fish skin aprons.

The silkworm skin is light and thin, and you can clearly feel the subtle differences between the pen tip and the talisman paper, while the fish skin can prevent most of the 'dye' from falling on the beautiful robes of young wizards.

Over the long history, wizards have discovered that too much exposure to experimental materials and too many experimental behaviors will seriously affect the health of wizards, and accelerate the aging and sub-health of wizards. Just like those great wizards in ancient legends, many of them have old faces and stooped bodies.

With the development of modern magic theory and the continuous improvement of knowledge structure, wizards are paying more and more attention to their own protection. Various exquisite protective patterns and spells were developed, which greatly guaranteed the safety of wizard experiments.

After fastening the buckle, Zheng Qing raised his head, just in time to see Yi Lianna smiling, turning her head, casually tucking up her big wine-red waves, clamping them with clips, revealing her fair neck.

Zheng Qing couldn't help stretching out his hand, and touched the few strands of black hair hanging by her ears, which aroused her reproachful eyes.

"Delicate as a flower, with picturesque eyebrows."

Zheng Qing cheekily praised, but Elena laughed again:

"Don't you know that having picturesque eyebrows is a curse word?"

"Swear words?" The young wizard felt puzzled, no matter how you sounded the word, it was a flattering word.

"Faceless demons, you know, they are also called painted skins in China." The witch raised her hand, pushed back the strands of black hair around her ears, and glanced at the wizard: "The picturesque eyebrows are the word to describe them... ..."

"The Faceless Demon..."

The word was like thunder, and it rang in the wizard's ears. The students who were originally indistinct around him turned their heads and looked at Zheng Qing, revealing furry cat faces.

"Meow……"

The uniform cat meowing sounded suddenly, awakening the wizard from his sleep.

He turned over and stood up from the chair. The desk he pushed made a loud creaking sound, and other students in the library who were reading seriously turned their dissatisfied eyes on him.

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Zheng Qing wiped the thin cold sweat from his forehead, and smiled apologetically at the surroundings.

Only then did he notice that Xiao Xiao sat across from his desk at some point.

"When did you come?" The young public fee student sat back in his chair and asked hoarsely, "Why didn't you wake me up just now?"

"Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, drooling and smirking again... I can't bear to wake you up." Xiao Xiao shrugged, and the corners of his mouth curled downwards: "I didn't expect that it would turn into a nightmare...you are a dream Going to Jiang Yu to fight with senior sister Kerma?"

Dr. Zheng Qingchong rolled his eyes and did not answer the teasing.

"Let's refresh yourself with a cigarette candy," the doctor casually threw a piece of hard candy to Zheng Qing: "It's mint-flavored, light-smoking, and won't make you weep."

Zheng Qing took the candy, tore off the blue wrapping paper, and took a cautious look. A chubby panda head is engraved on Tang Shangyang, and a few runes can be vaguely seen flashing through the translucent candy.

"I remember you said that this kind of candy is more irritating and not good for our spirits." Zheng Qing reminded - the last time he came into contact with this kind of candy, it was the first time he went homeless, when he was tricked by Zhang Jixin and ate it He took a piece of chili-flavored tobacco candy, and he can't forget the taste until now.

Hearing Zheng Qing's reminder, Xiao Xiao sighed heavily.

"Alcohol hurts the liver, oil hurts the lungs, and staying up late hurts the mind... I don't see you drinking a few sips of green bees and going to bed early at night." Dr. Xiao Da's reasoning is always very good: "Eating less cigarettes and sugar is right, but When you need it, you should eat it or eat it."

As he spoke, the quill in his hand twirled at his fingertips and pointed around.

"... For the final exam, which student doesn't prepare a few refreshing things, relatively speaking, tobacco candy is a very mild thing." At this point, he seemed to wake up, and looked at Zheng Qing: "Still, do you want to use it?" Dragon Claw Powder or Hu Meizi’s dried dung? Although those things can make your mind brighter in a short time, they are addictive and not a good thing.”

Zheng Qing resisted the urge to stuff sugar into Xiao Xiao's mouth.

"I don't want to use anything." With sugar in his mouth, he muttered indistinctly. The coolness of mint mixed with the sweet and sour taste of the candy bloomed on the taste buds on the tip of his tongue, and the exhaustion he had just woken up was instantly dispelled. .

Zheng Qing took a light breath.

Finally remembered another question.

He looked up at Xiao Xiao: "Didn't you say you were going to the study room? Why did you come to the library again?"

"Because I don't want to be kicked to death by a horse," replied the doctor.