Hunting College

　　 The three-dimensional image of the book on the ground is extremely realistic.

　　 Several Alpha elders look like real people, and their expressions and expressions are also lifelike.

　　 Zheng Qing could even clearly see a hint of implicit contempt from Arthur Ness's face.

　　 This is exactly the same as the smile of a blond boy in his mind.

　　 hypocritical, arrogant.

　　 Although the conflict on the street has only passed for a week, in Zheng Qing's feeling, it seems that it has been a long time ago.

　　 The image of Arthur Nes is also a little blurred in his mind.

　　 Only this hypocritical impression is very deep.

　　 To be precise, Zheng Qing's impression of Arthur Nes has always been on the figure with his chin tilted and holding a wine glass in the pedestrian street.

　　 Since entering school, countless new things happen to him every day.

　　 If it weren't for the invitation of the club, Zheng Qing would have forgotten the old Alpha who was smashed into the soil by his talisman paper.

"The conflict between you on the pedestrian street was very interesting. If I am not mistaken, this Nath kid was hit in the mud by your suppression talisman." The wandering mage smiled and gestured his thumb: "Very Praised behavior."

　　 Zheng Qingnery, his face flushed again.

　　 He found that no matter how many times others praise him, he will always feel embarrassed.

　　 In order to eliminate this uncomfortable emotion, Zheng Qing changed the topic.

　　 "Who is that black-haired, oriental-looking boy?" He pointed to the figure in the center of the projection and asked Xiao Xiao in a low voice.

　　 Xiao Xiao hesitated rarely, then shook his head, indicating that he was not clear.

　　 This is more shocking than the projection in front of me.

　　 "There is something you don't know!" He whispered, and looked at the boy with watermelon head with suspicion.

　　 He felt a fake smile standing beside him.

　　 "There are tens of thousands of students in the school, should I create a file for everyone?" The short boy opened his black notebook angrily and turned the pages of it.

　　 "But..." Zheng Qing sighed, also feeling a bit difficult.

　　 "But your father did just that." The wandering wizard suddenly intervened and said, "In my impression, your father recorded the roster of the first university students in detail."

　　 "It's him again." Xiao Xiao closed the notebook depressed, grabbed the green bee on the table and drank it.

　　 There were countless questions in Zheng Qing's mind, but the wandering wizard easily turned the topic back:

　　 "The boy is called Sima Yi, a student in Class 07-1 of Astrology at Alpha Academy."

　　 "In the whole freshman semester, he was really not good enough. He did not enter the Akana list, he was not a public student, his academic performance was not good enough, and he rarely participated in club activities."

　　 "It should be said that this is a very low-key student."

　　 "Only some professors have a high opinion of him-this is the news that I only learned by paying attention."

　　 "If it wasn't because he belonged to the wandering gold card customer-not a prodigal customer, but a high-value customer just like you-I probably don't know him either.

　　 At this point, the wandering wizard raised the wine glass in his hand with emotion, and seemed to be drinking with Sima Yi’s projection:

　　 "There will be many outstanding wizards in every class of the First University. But not every outstanding wizard can impress me and make me interested in learning about it."

　　 said, he raised his cup to Zheng Qing again:

　　 "Lei Zhe counts one, you count one, and Sima Yi is one of them."

　　 Zheng Qing hurriedly raised the cup and had a drink with the wandering wizard.

　　 Maybe because of the upsurge of alcohol, his brain is a little slow.

　　 Many questions from the bottom of my heart rushed to my lips but I couldn’t say it.

　　 The wandering wizard seemed to be a little tired, so he closed his mouth and stopped talking.

　　 The room fell into a strange silence for a while.

　　 "It turned out to be this bully bully!" Zhang Jixin suddenly stood up from the sofa-he finally remembered who the few people projected in front of him were.

　　 "Why is he here!" He stood up angrily, staring at his wine-stained eyes, planning to find Arthur Neth's bad luck.

"He's gone." Xiao Xiao dragged him back to his seat, and put a glass of demon blood wine in his hand: "They just walked around in the crowd, and left after asking what happened... but they were inside. There seems to be a little contradiction."

　　 "Did you see it too?" Zheng Qing looked at the watermelon head in surprise, "What are they doing!"

　　 "Maybe to drink, maybe to hang out." The wandering mage turned off the projection, looking at the boy in front of him, his eyes were very deep: "Maybe I just want to meet you."

　　 Zheng Qing took a sip of the green bee quietly. He felt that the wandering mage had something to say.

　　 The blue liquid poured into his mouth, stimulating the tip of his tongue and taste buds, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

　　 "People from the Nes family always pay attention to their sorrows. This unpleasant character is very famous in the first university." The wandering mage began to take out small red lacquered wooden boxes from his arms, and put them on the table unhurriedly:

"I remember more than seventy years ago, when the boy from the Nath family who was going to school here was robbed of his schoolbag by the murlocs of Linzhong Lake. For four years, he threw a tuft of king squid excrement into the lake every morning. For four years. Rain or shine."

　　 "Why throw dung?" Fatty Xin asked curiously.

"Maybe the uncle Verne who guards the lake knows this answer... I guess there is some information in the dung of the king squid that the murloc hates." The wandering wizard paused, and continued: "Anyway, these dung disturbed the lake. The murlocs are restless. It is said that the fertility rate of murlocs in the lake has dropped very sharply in those years."

　　 "The feces of the King Squid belonged to the third-level restricted free trade goods stipulated by the Umbilical League. How can the Nath family get so many batches?" Xiao Xiao stroked his notebook and looked at the wandering wizard with scorching eyes.

"He didn't approve it. But he met a few guys in my bar with goods in hand." The wandering wizard grabbed his pointed hat and hid his gaze under the brim: "I never stop guests. The benign interaction between us ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiao Xiao let out a short, harsh laugh.

　　 "What are these?" Zheng Qing felt that Xiao Xiao was a little rude, and he quickly pointed to the small boxes on the table and asked.

　　 "Some gadgets, some people think you will need them, so they entrust me to raise an intention." The wandering mage snapped his fingers, and the lids of the small red lacquer boxes on the table bounced up.

"Miaojiang’s chancre, epilepsy, golden silkworm gu, Haiti’s voodoo doll, Malaysia’s head-down spell... these are some vengeful little magic; there are also black donkey hoofs, yellow dog skins, five-color peach prints, Colorful gourds...These are amulets for self-defense." The wandering mage stretched out his thin fingers, pointed them one by one, and introduced to Zheng Qing: "I heard that you are a little troublesome at school. Some guests think you will need them. Entrust me. Sell ​​to you."

　　 "Of course, I must admit that I am not a good salesman."

　　 "I can only assure you that these little things are worth the money."

　　 Zheng Qing looked at the contents in the small boxes in front of him, and his back felt numb.

　　 Gu worms hide in their cocoons, Zheng Qing can't see their hideous faces; but the voodoo doll's weird smiley face and the insidious smell of the lowering spell make him restless.

　　 After a long time, he lowered his voice and refused: "I have no money."

　　 "No money." The wandering wizard smiled and looked at him: "You are a gold card customer in the store, and you have enough credit to take these gadgets off the table."

　　 Zheng Qing raised his head in surprise and glanced at the wandering wizard.

　　 The face of the wandering wizard is hidden under the wide pointed hood, and his expression cannot be seen clearly.

　　 "No more." Zheng Qing refused: "I don't think these things will be needed in school."

The friends next to 　　 all showed an expression of approval.