Hunting College

Deng Xiaoxian is 27 years old this year. He has a long face with thin eyebrows, thin lips and a sallow complexion. He has a lock of long hair covering his left eye on his forehead. He often wears a gray long coat without collar and left gussets. A white robe.

　　 Zheng Qing still remembers that the first time he saw Deng Xiaoxian was in early autumn five years ago.

　　 The shopkeeper Deng grabbed the lock of hair in front of his forehead and dragged him to his own Huichuntang. The roar echoed all over the street:

　　 "One bottle is dissatisfied, half bottle sloshing!"

　　 "Who do you think you are? What do you do? Do you know the fifteen uses of the Pleiades Neijin? If you don't have the same medicinal properties, you dare to learn from others and prescribe prescriptions! And go to a new world!!"

　　 "You're unlucky if you lose yourself! Old Deng's family deserves to die! What should you do if you pit the rest of the hunting team? Who are they talking to?"

　　 "I thought it would turn the sky up after taking the exam for a registered wizard! It's simply a world! Do you think the big monsters outside are all paper?"

　　 Zheng Qing lay at the door, watching the old doctor who was kind and kind in the past blushing, furious, and tearing.

　　 Pan Lüer drooped his head, knelt in front of the shrine in the middle of Huichun Hall, and said nothing.

　　 Since then, the shopkeeper of Huichuntang has become this young man with a lock of hair on his forehead.

The merchants of 　　hui character set strictly abide by national laws and regulations. On weekdays, the door panel will be removed at 9 o'clock in the morning and closed at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Only Pan Lüer dismissed it, and opened the door lazily on four strokes on weekdays. The door was half-covered at two or three in the afternoon.

　　 After the shopkeeper Deng gave the key to the store to Pan Lüer, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't even come back in three to five years. There is no hired staff in the store, and the dispensers must handle all medicines and doctors. On weekdays, Pan Lv'er cooks prescriptions, refines pills, and occasionally visits customers. He may say that the shopkeeper is not there, or he fools guests with those prescriptions, and never pays attention to this shop.

　　 He only endorsed the book.

The shopkeeper Deng once said that if Pan Lv'er wants to leave, he must be able to prepare three hundred prescriptions handed down from the family, and he must be able to confide in his 50s. There are thousands of prescriptions in this book.

　　 In order to leave Huichuntang as soon as possible, the shopkeeper Xiao Deng began to endorse with all his might.

　　 Zheng Qing picked a word from each of the three books he memorized, and chose a humorous name "Jin·Ping·Mei". Every time he saw him endorse, he would make fun of him with his humorous name.

　　 Pan Lüer often blows into his nostrils, blowing his locks of hair fluttering, pretending to be angry.

　　……

　　 After putting the three kraft paper parcels on the counter of Huichuntang, Zheng Qing hurried out and asked Pan Lüer for his experience in school, and asked him if he had any suggestions.

　　 "What advice would you like to hear?" Deng Xiaoxian put down the book in his hand and sat up straight.

　　 Zheng Qingner was speechless.

　　 "I know more than two hundred hidden passages between the four colleges; I also know the secret camps left by the seniors in the Silent Forest; I also know which courses you choose in the second half of the semester are easier to get credits for."

　　 "But I can't tell you."

　　 "Before each student leaves school, he will sign a ‘silent agreement’ with the school to keep all the school’s confidentiality. This agreement was drafted by a joint meeting of professors at the First University, and it has been fair and effective by the Wizarding Council."

Seeing Zheng Qing's disappointment, the shopkeeper Xiao Deng rolled up the "Jin Ping Mei" in his hand and taught: "The First University is a holy place. It allows you to grow and mature quickly. The joy of life is hidden in the growth. Behind it. It's like playing a game. If you pass the levels with the help of plug-ins, what fun is there?"

　　 "The only suggestion I give you is to make more friends and participate in more social activities." Deng Xiaoxian raised **** and concluded.

　　 "These are two." Zheng Qing corrected.

　　 A visitor grabbing medicine came to the door of Huichun Hall. Pan Lüer gave Zheng Qing a sideways look, then blew up the long hair on his forehead and led the guest into the shop.

　　 Zheng Qing let out a sigh of relief. For some reason, he felt relieved.

　　……

　　 Hui Zi Ji is a small market.

　　 is so small that the original trading method of bartering is still used in this market.

　　 There are only about twenty shops in the whole market. The streets are old and the shops are very simple. Many shops have their shop names directly written on their signboards without any gorgeous magic effects.

　　 This gave Zheng Qing, who had been baptized by the gorgeous magic of Four Seasons, a sense of gap.

　　He feels he has an obligation to help his hometown fathers and elders change this backwardness.

　　 "Xiao Qingzi, I ran out of talisman paper last time? How are you preparing for college?" Granny Cai from Baicaotang stopped Zheng Qing with a smile.

　　Baicaotang is a shop specializing in talisman paper, cinnabar, pen and ink, etc. For a while, Granny Cai agreed to replace Zheng Qing with a new blank post with the talisman she finished, which made Zheng Qing very grateful.

　　 "There are still some talisman papers from last time. But because I am going to school, I don't expect to come back in a short time, so I plan to get more." Zheng Qing replied respectfully.

　　 After returning from Sijifang some time ago, Zheng Qing went straight back to the collection of characters and went to these old neighborhoods to find out about the first university. I never thought that most of the shopkeepers at the market have never gone to college, but I heard that this college is good. Nothing else knows more than Zheng Qing. The only shopkeeper Xiao Deng who had ever gone to school did not know where he went in those few days, and did not even open a shop.

　　 It’s really frustrating~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But the shopkeepers at the market are all a lot of age, and they eat more salt. In a few words, Zheng Qing gave many good suggestions.

For example, Granny Cai asked Zheng Qing to leave a letter to write down the situation, and she could help pass it to Mr. Wu; another example is the boss Huang of "Da Dai Li Ji" suggested that Zheng Qing bring some jade pendants and give them to classmates. A very nice little gift; Doctor Li of Bencaoju urged Zheng Qing to bring some decoctions.

"Everything should be prepared in advance. The soup outside should always be eaten carefully, or if there is a traumatic injury, the school doctor of that school will never follow you all the time. Bring a few commonly used stickers and stuff them in In your bag, after all, people feel more at ease."

　　 Zheng Qing accepted these gifts gratefully. After returning home, the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed Zheng Qing. After thinking hard for a few days, I finally got a good idea.

　　He intends to help the old shops on the back to the character set to install some modern and more dazzling signs. Just like those shops in Four Seasons Square, they look very tall.

　　 So he came to the market today and planned to do some preparatory work first.

　　 "Little Qingzi is here, did you forget something?"

　　 "Do you think of the granddaughter who didn't bring Boss Huang! You are late, and the little girl was driven to the mountain by Boss Huang!"

　　 "When you go to college, you have more ideas. Do you plan to collect all the shops of our old men?"

　　 The market was originally not big, and Zheng Qing quickly attracted the attention and laughter of other shopkeepers.

　　He went around begging for mercy in an embarrassing manner. After measuring the facades of these shops, he fled.

　　 Next time you come back, you must let these old antiques see the splendor of modern magic.

　　 Zheng Qing thought viciously in his heart.