Hunting College

　　 Three hours, saying that it is not long, and it is not short.

　　 When Zheng Qing finished writing a complete set of runes, it was almost noon. He put down the talisman, stretched his waist, then stood up, shook his fingers, shook his neck and shoulders, and followed the ‘no punch’ routine. After doing some activities, he finally relieved his mind and let out a long sigh.

　　 It’s been a long time since I wrote a whole set of talisman so exhaustingly. I don’t know if it was an illusion. After finishing writing, Zheng Qing not only was not too tired, but felt refreshed all over his body and lightened.

After 　　 stretched out, he placed his hand on the talisman that was neither thick nor thin, and felt the slightly smooth texture of the yellow paper surface, and the satisfaction in his heart was gushing out.

　　 "You are awesome!" He quietly praised himself, and then looked around cautiously, lest the shameful act just now be discovered.

　　 Fortunately, the seat he chose was at the corner of several bookshelves. Except for the nearby window, the students passing by could be vaguely seen, but there was no trace of people in other directions. Naturally, no one would jump out and laugh at the narcissism of young public-funded students.

　　 After strolling around, Zheng Qingshun slid into his gray cloth bag and took out the silver-white pocket watch.

　　 This is a habit he has developed recently.

When reviewing his homework these days, he would take out this pocket watch from time to time, and jab it on the dial with his finger. He hoped that one day, his finger would poke into the glass cover of the dial like Mr. Wu, and then The hour or minute hand of that pocket watch moved back a few times.

　　 Of course, he himself knew that this was just wishful thinking. Without strong magic power and correct usage, he could not easily pull the timeline back.

　　 But like gamblers who buy lottery tickets and enter casinos, what if it succeeds? What's more, he has an advantage over those gamblers in that he won't lose a copper with a finger poke on the pocket watch.

　　 may be moved by his perseverance.

　　 But it is more likely to be annoying.

　　 Today, Zheng Qing took the silver pocket watch out of the gray cloth bag again, and after habitually poking it, the silver watch cover that had just been opened suddenly buckled back inward.

　　 "Click!"

　　 "Hold the grass!!!"

　　 The crisp closing sound of the watch cover accompanied by the small screams of young public-funded students broke the tranquility in the library.

　　 Zheng Qing looked around nervously, lest those octopus octopuses in the library emerged from a certain corner and dragged him out, gasping coldly, carefully pulling his fingers out from under the cover.

　　 No accident, a deep bloodstain was pinched on his finger.

　　 It was like being bitten by a toothless mouse.

　　 The wizard kissed his finger, raised the pocket watch, raised it to the light, and looked at it suspiciously.

　　 This is something that has never happened before.

For a long time, the cover of this watch has been opened and closed artificially, and there is no mechanism installed on it, no magic pattern or formation attached. According to theory, this kind of automatic closing should not occur, and it can even be called The'bite' situation.

　　 stayed for a few seconds, the pocket watch was motionless in his palm, as always.

Zheng Qing hesitated, and tried to press the button on the tab-this is the switch of the pocket watch. Normally, with a light press, the cover will automatically pop up-but today, no matter how he presses it, The silver watch cover never moved, never bounced, as if the spring inside was stuck due to corrosion.

　　 The young public student raised his eyebrows and pressed harder.

　　 may be impatient to be pressed.

　　 An angry silver-white face suddenly appeared on the silver-white cover of the pocket watch

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"Excuse me!" The silver-white face yelled in a faint voice, "If you don't plan to watch the time, can you always poke my stomach? It's very itchy, okay!! It's easy to interfere with my time. Feelings! This is a great disrespect for time!!!"

　　 The faint roar, mixed with the sound of the hands ticking, looked strange.

　　 Zheng Qing blinked.

　　 After seeing a full-length talking mirror, a watering can and a pickaxe that can swear on the street, and a stick figure that can deceive people, Zheng Qing was not surprised when he saw a pocket watch yelling at himself.

　　 At best, he was only surprised that his pocket watch could speak suddenly.

　　 "You can talk?" the young public-sponsored student asked calmly but somewhat rudely.

　　 "How fresh is this!" The face on the pocket watch seems to roll his eyes-this expression needs to be very carefully distinguished, after all, it has a silver-white face. Zheng Qing guessed it based on the movement of his eyelids and the corners of his mouth.

　　 After rolling his eyes, the pocket watch continued to complain: "...in the magical world, is a talking pocket watch unusual?"

　　 "It's not surprising, but why did you suddenly start talking today?" Zheng Qing ignored the pocket watch's complaints and continued to pretend to be calm and analyze - now, he must work very hard to control the corners of his mouth not to rise too much.

　　 In any case, this pocket watch suddenly showed something different from the normal situation, which is a happy thing.

　　 "Because I'm usually busy with calculations, I don't have time to talk!" The silver pocket watch continued to droop his face, with a bad tone.

　　 "Is there time today?"

　　 "There must be time." The eyes of the pocket watch are squeezed into a triangle shape again, and the mouth is also changed into a dish shape: "I must remind you that the pocket watch is used to see time, not to poke!"

　　 "So you want to poke things, why not buy a screaming chicken?"

　　 "Screaming chicken is squeezed, not poked." Zheng Qing kindly reminded.

"Is this the point?!" The eyes of the pocket watch were drawn into a thin slit (╬￣車￣): "This watch solemnly reminds the watch owner that it is not necessary for timing. Please do not poke the case at will. If you have a bad effect, you will bear the consequences."

　　 After that, the silver-white face on the watch cover gradually blurred, and it was about to sink into the case again.

　　 "Wait!" The young public-sponsored student suddenly became anxious, shook his pocket watch vigorously, and shouted, "Don't go now!!"

　　 The silver-white face did not stay at all, and continued to disappear.

　　 Zheng Qing was anxious for a while, couldn't help but grabbed his own book and slapped his pocket watch hard.

　　 The ‘ticking’ of the pocket watch faintly appeared chaotic for a moment.

In the next second~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a centimeter-long silver-and-white little man jumped out of his pocket watch, waved his fist the size of a mung bean, and hit the young wizard's face viciously while screaming: "how dare you!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 As if being hit by a big hammer head-on, Zheng Qing's eyes went black, and he sat on the floor.

　　 It took a long time to relax.

　　 When he woke up again, his pocket watch was staying motionless by the desk, there was no movement. It seemed that the roaring face and the silver little man who punched him were all hallucinations.

　　 Zheng Qing shook his head and patted his ears.

　　 seems to have tinnitus?

　　 His face was crumpled, his head tilted, and he patted his cheek again, suspecting that he had hallucinations because of the concussion. Because he seemed to hear someone yelling his name just now? You should know that this is a library. It is a place where quietness and atmosphere are very important. It is impossible for anyone to shout.

　　 Not to mention calling your own name.

　　 But in the next second, Zheng Qing's face went dark, and he suddenly turned to look in the direction of the library exit.

　　 Because what he just heard was not an illusion.

　　 There was indeed a familiar voice yelling in the library, and it was his name.

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