Hunting College

　　 This is a spacious hall, with hundreds of huge pillars scattered throughout the area, supporting a huge arc-shaped dome. The brightly lit shops stand around the pillars, shining with all kinds of lights, and the colorful plaques surrounding them show the seductive mystery. Customers in Taoist robes, cassocks, and Confucian costumes kept coming and going, and occasionally one or two foreigners in large cloaks or gorgeous monk costumes set off the atmosphere of the whole hall especially lively.

"This is a gathering place for wizards to trade. It is called Four Seasons Square, which means a place where markets are open all year round. There are a total of nine Four Seasons Squares in the wizarding world, and China has three of them: Daming Square. , Forbidden Square, Jinling Square.” Thomas dragged Zheng Qing who was lingering, and explained as he walked: “This is Daming Square, the nearest to your house. You can buy everything on the list here.”

While they were talking, the two passed by a grass-green post box. Thomas took out his wallet and took out a card, swiping it in the card slot on the side of the post box. Accompanied by the sound of "Didi", a copy of The ink-scented newspaper was spit out from the mouth above the mailbox.

　　 "Is this magic?" Zheng Qing asked curiously.

　　 "This is a vending machine." Thomas shook his head and opened the newspaper.

Zheng Qing turned his head awkwardly and saw a huge headline on the side of the newspaper: "The Pan-China Region Wizards' Congress was grandly opened in Anyi...Ji Zi delivered an important speech." The photos below, which occupied half of the page, were completely black. The head poked there quietly, and the silhouette of a man waving his arms was particularly huge.

　　 "Luzu clothing, your noble choice." Accompanied by soothing music, a seductive voice came from a nearby store. Zheng Qing couldn't help turning his head to look. Behind the transparent glass window, several stunning models were dancing to the soothing music. The snow-white skin faintly exposed with the music made Zheng Qing unable to help swallowing a few mouthfuls.

　　 "If you are not strong enough, never come here." Thomas flicked through the newspaper without lifting his head, and hummed, "Otherwise you will really understand what the businessman means."

　　 "It's so beautiful." Zheng Qing's eyes were a little dull, hehe smirked and said, "I'm going to buy clothes."

"You will, but not here." Thomas reluctantly pulled out the brown notebook again, patted Zheng Qing's head twice, and sighed: "These guys are getting more and more sophisticated. But those puppets It really took a lot of thought."

　　 There was a cold war all over, Zheng Qing, who was sober, no longer dared to look around, copying his hands and honestly following Thomas.

"It's here," Thomas pushed Zheng Qing into a small shop that looked very lively, and said, "Go in and pass your list to Mica. After you get your ready-made clothes, you will stay here and wait for me. I'll buy you Dan. Equipment such as tripod jade."

　　 Before Zheng Qing could speak, Thomas turned into stars and disappeared in place.

　　 Zheng Qing sighed and looked up at this clothing store.

　　 Yun Xiangyi.

　　 The name is pretty, but the shop doesn't look big. Zheng Qing curled his lips and pushed the door in.

　　 Compared with the small shop, the space in the shop is very spacious. The shop is hundreds of square meters in size, and there are robes and gloves of various colors.

　　 There is no one in the shop. Except for the clouds and robes floating around the room, there was no clerk, no sound, and it was terribly quiet.

　　 Is it a garment shop opened by a ghost? Zheng Qing, who had just come into contact with the wizarding world, was full of fantasy in his mind.

　　 "Welcome to Yunxiangyi!" A white cloud fell from the roof in front of Zheng Qing, rolling, spitting out a few words of cloud gas.

　　 Zheng Qing stared at the white cloud blankly, wondering if he should take out his brush to write.

　　 Then he remembered the list in his hand, so he stupidly passed it over.

　　 The clouds rolled for a long time, piled up an old woman's face, with a pair of monocles hanging.

　　 Zheng Qing probably understands what the mica mentioned by Thomas just now means.

"Ha, it turned out to be a public expense student!" The wrinkled old face in front of me suddenly blossomed into a blooming chrysanthemum, spraying out a bunch of swashes: "The clothes materials are the most authentic in my shop. It happened to be a batch of them yesterday. Aged silk. As for the gloves, how about the yellow deer leather? The price is right and the quality is good."

　　 Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly.

　　 "Measure the size first." After the old woman sprayed these words, she scattered small clouds. The clouds rolled around Zheng Qing dexterously, condensed, and quickly woven into a fit robe. Zheng Qing understands why the shop is so quiet.

　　 "Stand up straight!" Yun Duo let out a huge exclamation mark.

　　 Zheng Qing straightened her body quickly, not daring to move.

　　 "Okay, we need to wait a few minutes." The robe woven by Yunqi changed several times, and finally left Zheng Qing's body and re-imagined the face of the old woman, "A freshman?"

　　 Zheng Qing smiled and nodded.

　　 "It's good to look at you young dolls." Mica spit out a bunch of squiggles: "The public-sponsored students can get a free drink. Do you want green bee or amber light?"

　　 Zheng Qing tried to point at Green Feng'er.

　　 Mica nodded, flew away slowly, and soon returned a glass of light green drink. UU reading www.uukānshu. com

　　 "You can go outside first and stroll around." The old woman looked at Zheng Qing kindly, and a series of swashes sprayed out like water: "The old man needs to brand the finished talisman. It will take a while."

　　 Zheng Qing nodded honestly, but stood aside and looked around with a drink, without going out.

　　 Yun wanted Yili's guests to come and go quietly and quickly. Many people directly buy finished robes and cloaks, and very few people choose to customize them on site.

　　 "Why don't you let me in!" A rough question came from the door.

　　 Zheng Qing turned his head and saw a fat man with a bare head clutching a roast chicken. He wanted to enter the shop but was stopped by a dark cloud.

　　 "Eating and drinking are not allowed in the clothes shop." Wuyun spit out a string of square and upright Song type characters.

　　 It turns out that these clouds can hear sounds, Zheng Qing thought silently in her heart.

　　 "Why can he!" The fat man squinted his eyes, looked at the cup in Zheng Qing's hand, and asked loudly.

　　 "He is a government-funded student, and the drink is a gift for my shop." Yunduo's reply was rigid and brief.

　　 The fat man was stunned, and viciously stuffed the roast chicken into the coat on his shoulders. Greasy hands rubbed casually on the **** and looked at the dark clouds again.

　　The dark clouds drifted to the side in silence.

　　 The fat man shook his three-layered chin and squeezed into this clothing store.

　　 Zheng Qing looked at the unfamiliar scene in front of her, feeling a little confused.

　　 At this time yesterday, he was still chatting with his high school classmates at the wine table, reminiscing about the lush years and her at the same table, and thinking about the spirited spirit of three to five years from now.

　　 Today, I just slammed into this magical world, watching the white clouds spit out the words, the colorful clouds weaving clothes, and the dark clouds blocking the way.

　　 Life is sometimes so wonderful, today you never know what you will face tomorrow.