The daily vest cannot be dropped

The fortune teller looks very thin, but he runs around with a pile of cards and crystal balls all day long. His strength cannot be weak, let alone other blessings...

However, Wen Muqing felt that when he started running, the tarot cards, pendulums, clothes belts on his body... collided with each other and made a crackling sound, which was actually quite eye-catching.

He stretched out his hand to hold the Tarot card in his arms, followed the prompts of the system, and rushed all the way to Building No. [-].

From a long distance, you could see black smoke billowing from the windows on the third floor of Building [-], with shadowy figures swaying inside, and a group of people in red school uniforms surrounded downstairs, all of them looked confused and shocked.

Wen Muqing looked around, picked a student who was easy to talk to, walked over and tugged at his clothes: "Student, what happened?"

The only people who don't wear school uniforms in this place are teachers, except for the freshmen, and this student never dreamed that this freshman would be so courageous and directly ignore the teacher's absenteeism.

As for the teachers, they can wear whatever they want, even if they are wearing dark colors and big hats in broad daylight, the students still regard Wen Muqing as a school teacher.

He said honestly: "It seems that a strange person broke into the second class of the third year who was taking a theoretical class. In order to prevent accidental injury, we urgently suspended the class and evacuated."

"Do you know who's up there?"

"Uh... the people on the third floor and Teacher Zhang have also caught up."

Wen Muqing pulled his hat directly to cover half of his face, relying on his small size, he rushed past the gathered crowd at an extremely fast speed, and directly entered Building No. [-].

A student next to him asked blankly: "Which teacher is that? I don't think I've seen it before..."

Tang Guangyu saw Lin Ta's movements from a long distance, and before he had time to sigh in his heart that he dared to talk to someone, he saw him rushing into Building No. [-] in a daze, and immediately grabbed the clichéd student, anxiously "What did that person tell you just now?"

"That teacher just now?" The student was puzzled, "Are you also a teacher?"

Tang Guangyu: "Hurry up!"

The student repeated the words in a bewildered expression, thinking that this year's new teachers looked so imposing.

Tang Guangyu thought about it. The third floor has already been supported by capable people. On the surface, Lin Ta has nothing to do with this matter, but his behavior seems so urgent, which shows that there must be something he wants to know...

Could it be related to those mysterious creatures?

His subordinates did not move slowly, and they also nimbly bypassed the crowd and squeezed in.

At the end, Yang Qihang, the chubby guy who ran the slowest, looked blankly at the densely packed crowd. He didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only clenched his fists and said indignantly, "Damn it! You left me again!"

He had finished brewing his anger, and the history teacher who hurried out with the phone immediately found a little blue among the red bushes, and approached Yang Qihang aggressively, and said sharply, "Where are they?"

It is impossible for a person to stay in class obediently. Wen Muqing didn't take the elevator, but went directly to the third floor from the stairs.

I don't know the limit of that mutated supernatural user, but I can only see that the entire corridor is filled with dots of flames. The flames are like falling spots, burning on objects, but they don't directly burn through the ground, but are burned box within a range.

Fortunately, there is only one class in this class, and there are only more than 30 students who are trapped.

[Students are all in classroom 306 now, and that strange ability user is fighting with the teacher on the platform at the end of the corridor. ] The system is broadcasting, [Ms. Zhang also looks familiar, seems to have met at the entrance of Pingyu Art Museum...]

[His ability is metal, and he is somewhat suppressed by flames—host, how do you plan to use it? ]

Wen Muqing thought for a moment: [Since you didn't say that this cloak is an ordinary cloak, it should be reasonable for it to be waterproof and fireproof, right? ]

The system gave a "wow" and said: [I always feel that you are still thinking about something, don't you still want to add another background to Linta? ]

Wen Muqing chuckled, took out the item card directly, put the fireproof item on the cloak, and then, like a nimble black panther, stepped on the burning flames and rushed towards the two fighting at the end of the corridor go.

The students trapped in 306 watched through the glass window on the door. Some students began to suggest that they use the curtains as a rope to slide to the second floor, or they could just jump down if they are skilled. Several people argued endlessly.

At this time, a figure suddenly flashed by the door, the black robe fluttered up and down with the movement, as light as a swallow, and quickly ran out of their sight.

Student A dazedly touched his forehead, which was bald by the flames, and said, "Could it be that the flames are no longer hot?"

Upon hearing his words, student B poked his hand against the door, and the next second he hissed in pain, grinning and watching his fingers gradually turn red and swollen, he said seriously: "It's still very hot."

"It's the person outside who has a problem, okay..."

Student C next to him couldn't bear it and grabbed the collars of the two idiots: "It's better to find a way to go downstairs first!"

Tang Guangyu followed Lin Ta's back to the third floor. Seeing him rushing into the hot sea of ​​fire without hesitation, he was so startled that he stopped breathing for a moment.

Why on earth could he rush over so decisively?

After Tang Guangyu's experience of pretending to sleep and eavesdropping yesterday, he put this roommate into his own category. Until he figured out the purpose of those two people, Lin Ta couldn't have an accident.

He turned around without hesitation, took off his coat, went to the bathroom on the second floor to wet his coat, and rushed into an empty classroom closest to the blank platform at the end with his wet coat on.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a folding pulse gun from his pocket, leaned against the door and looked out——

The heat-insulating and flame-retardant props are really useful. Wen Muqing walked in the flames. Apart from feeling a little hot, he didn't feel the pain of being burned. He held the special tarot cards in his hand and observed the two people fighting in front of him.

The direction of that ability user's alienation was particularly strange. A thick tail grew from behind him, reddish-brown scales like mud bricks crawled on his cheeks, his eyes were orange-yellow, and the inside was cloudy. His two arms shrank and turned into front claw.

Flames leaked from his cheeks and landed on the ground, burning faintly, the air was somewhat distorted by the rising temperature.

Mr. Zhang had braids, which had been burnt to pieces and fell messily on his shoulders. He was holding a steel ruler in his hand, and his palms were flushed.

[Metal heat conduction, this can be regarded as ability restraint. ] The system knocked melon seeds in my mind, [Is this angry guy a new type of weirdness that evolved while I was sleeping? ]

Wen Muqing watched him lose his sober eyes, and was also a little undecided.

Even Ying Feng, who was the first to appear alienated, can still maintain his sanity. Doesn't it make sense that this guy who is at most a B- will reach the top as soon as he is alienated?

It can be judged according to the weird mechanism, which is also unreasonable.

Wen Muqing's sudden intrusion alarmed the two opponents, Teacher Zhang sternly said, "Don't stay here!"

The alienated man just wanted to turn his head when he was hit on the forehead by Mr. Zhang with a ruler. In order to arouse hatred, the man whose palm was burned red was still cursing: "You silly bastard, come and marry your grandpa!" pick……"

Wen Muqing felt a little bit like complaining, this kind of hate speech is a little tricky...

In the next second, he saw the alienated man rushing over with his yellow eyes open and his paws dancing.The ruler and claws crackled together, and the sound made was somewhat toothache.

OK, times but works.

From this, it can be seen that the thinking of this alienated person has tended to be beast-like, and he can feel provocation, but he cannot distinguish words.

Wen Muqing stood silently on the side, turning the Tarot cards with his fingertips. The moment the alienated man showed his flaws, the special Tarot cards made a piercing sound, stabbing fiercely at the side of the alienated man's stretched neck. on soft meat.

The light pink blood overflowed and fell on the ground with a sizzling sound. Wen Muqing drew out two more tarot cards from a dozen tarot cards based on his hand feeling, threw them out at a very fast speed, and poked them neatly in the same position.

The movement of the alienated person stopped suddenly, and Teacher Zhang went up with a horizontal chop, directly chopping him down to the ground.The body of the alienated person twitched a few times, and soon he stopped struggling. The heat in the air suddenly dropped, and the flames went out, leaving a mess on the ground.

Wen Muqing took the time to observe the ground, only to find that it was covered with flower vines, which looked like Ms. Shan's masterpiece.

Teacher Zhang hissed, the iron ruler stuck to his hand, and a large piece of skin was torn off during the movement, and the bloody palm made people feel toothache.

He shook his hands, turned to Wen Muqing and said, "Where are you from? A student?"

Wen Muqing didn't speak at this time, just stared at the alienated man lying on the ground in a daze.

Mr. Zhang obviously knew his situation, instead of choosing to destroy and take the dropped cards, he knocked him out.

Is there any special experiment going on in Tikva Academy?

Can't these camps be unified one by one?

Tang Guangyu watched the whole process from the sidelines. He did not expect that Lin Ta, who looked thin and pale, could directly participate in the battle, and even be the key point to end the battle.

He didn't even see the action of throwing the Tarot cards just now, but saw a flash of white light, and the blood was already sprayed on the ground, including the next two consecutive cards, and it was also in an instant. This strength and accuracy have never been practiced. It's impossible.

It seems that Linta's identity is not simple...

But—the corner of Tang Guangyu's mouth twitched, is this how the Tarot cards are used?Is there something wrong with his roommate who is talented in divination?

Seeing that Linta's small universe had erupted, and that he had run out of battery and started to shut himself off, Tang Guangyu hurriedly walked out from the side: "Teacher! We are freshmen in the trait department."

He walked to the side of Lin Ta, blocked Teacher Zhang's scrutiny, and said without changing his face: "I think seniors and sisters seem to be about to jump off the building, why don't you deal with it?"

"The freshmen are so courageous?" Teacher Zhang frowned, "Aren't you in class?"

The two who skipped class: ... innocent.jpg.

Teacher Zhang still wanted to say something, but when he turned his head and saw the dying look of the people on the ground, he stopped talking, and said quickly, "You guys help me see the scene first, and I'll let those brats go down first."

He walked towards 306, while Tang Guangyu looked at Lin Ta. From this angle, he could only see the brim of his big hat with some black dust on it.

He said, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, "Thank you."

Tang Guangyu turned his head to look at the man on the ground, and seeing that there were still three cards stuck around his neck, he walked over and pulled out the tarot cards.

The Tarot cards that are soft but strong are not stained with any trace of blood, and they are as clean as if they have never been used by the master in such an outrageous way.

On the back of the tarot cards are painted strange patterns, a bit like symbols.

Tang Guangyu looked at the cards subconsciously.

The devil is upright, the tower is upright, and the five swords are upright.

Although Tang Guangyu learned the Eastern easy numbers, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand the Western Tarot.

The basic interpretation of the devil’s right position has the meaning of depravity, submission, and desire, and represents an irresistible temptation; and the card tower is not a good card no matter whether it is positive or negative, it represents major changes, collapse or reorganization of beliefs, and— — Playing with fire***.

The last five of swords reversed has many meanings, but most of them represent the repeated occurrence of some kind of mistake.

The three cards don't have any good meanings. Does using this to deal with the monsters on the ground imply something?

Tang Guangyu squeezed the cards, looked at Lin Ta standing at the corner with his head down, like a small mushroom growing in the shade, and had 1 questions in his mind to ask.

He took a deep breath, went over and handed him the Tarot cards, and said to him: "I have something to ask you later, let's go together then."

Through the wide hat, Wen Muqing saw Tang Guangyu's expression of hesitation and hesitation, he always felt that he was thinking about something strange.

But on the surface, he took the card calmly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped it, agreed to Tang Guangyu's words, and then raised his leg to leave.

The spiritual sense of the fortune-teller sometimes produces involuntary fortune-telling. You don’t have to stick to a certain form, and sometimes you even glimpse some numbers or patterns. If you are blessed to your soul, you can fortune-tell anytime, anywhere. The results of this kind of fortune-telling are more serious than ordinary ones. to be accurate.

Wen Muqing didn't know what kind of metaphysics this was, but the world is not scientific anymore, so metaphysics doesn't matter at all.

The three cards he randomly drew just now corresponded to the three questions in his mind, and he was still in a hurry to go back to solve the cards, so naturally he didn't want to stand around and waste time.

One of the two was anxious to solve the cards, the other was absent-minded, yet one dared to leave and the other dared to follow.

After walking a few steps, a loud roar came from behind: "You two melons! Didn't I say to help me see the scene?!"