Hunting High School

Zheng Qing squeezed the cigarette and took a deep drag.

As the smoke entered his mouth, a pungent feeling spread out, all the way down the throat, stimulating his lung lobes.

Zheng Qing's eye sockets turned red immediately.

The cigarette burns slowly, and light blue smoke rises.

The surrounding guests seemed to be distorted in this smoke, becoming indistinct.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it, and began to cough violently.

"I feel like I've smoked a fake cigarette." He said hoarsely, looking at the gypsy witch in front of him, his eyes were a little red.

"That's because you're a fake wizard." Yi Lianna smiled slightly: "Every wizard knows that before lighting the tobacco with aconitum aconitum powder, it needs to be soaked in foggy wine."

After Zheng Qing heard this, his cough became more severe.

"Squeeze it with a mist bee, it should feel better." The gypsy witch stuffed the wine glass into Zheng Qing's hand.

The cold touch of the wine glass made Zheng Qing feel very comfortable, but what made him even more haunted was the feeling of the catkin holding the wine glass touching his skin.

He forgot to cough for a moment and stayed there.

"Very beautiful cufflinks." Irina's compliment brought Zheng Qing's attention back to reality.

"This." Zheng Qing touched the cuff jewelry in a panic, and said in disguise: "This is a gift from a friend."

"Do you want to give gifts between friends?" The witch nodded thoughtfully, and whispered, "The Elders have never taught these things."

"What?" There was a lot of noise in the bar, and Zheng Qing couldn't hear the witch's last words clearly.

"It's okay... I mean, I heard that you are looking for a way to save a group of 'lost owners' elves recently?" Yi Lianna raised her head slightly, looked at the little creatures resting above the cabinet, and exclaimed: "For the little elves For the elves, this is indeed a very great move."

"It's nothing..." Zheng Qing blushed, and added without confidence: "Actually, I haven't found a way to save those elves yet."

"But there is always a way, isn't it?... Ah! The smoke has already formed... What was the thing you wanted to divination just now?" The witch turned her head and looked at the cloud of smoke slowly gathering in front of the two of them. , suggested with great interest: "Don't you look at your smoke?"

Zheng Qing nodded quickly, looking at the cloud of smoke.

At the same time, as if to cover up, he took a few sips of the wine in the glass.

Unsurprisingly, he was choked to death again.

Elena didn't care about the boy's gaffe.

She was concentrating on the cloud of smoke between the two, slowly analyzing:

"The smoke is very thin, with strong light transmission; white and shadowless, intermittently connected, in the shape of fish scales; the tail band is as thin as soft silk, with flocs; this is a standard cirrocumulus cloud."

"As I mentioned before, cumulus clouds are negative, which also means that time is relatively close; cirrus clouds are positive, which also means that time is relatively far away."

"Cirrocumulus clouds are a mixture of these two types of characteristics, which is a very obscure cloud language."

"The things you divination may not have good results in the short term, but in the long run, it will be as you wish."

"It's also possible that in the short term it will work out as you wish, but in the long run, it won't work out well."

Zheng Qing soaked the cigarette held between his fingers in a glass of smoky wine, borrowed a fire from the multi-armed waiter, and took another deep drag.

This time, although the smoke filling the lung cavity still had some bitterness, it did not have the strong stimulation of the previous time.

He didn't like the result of Elena's divination.

What he wanted to ask was his marriage to this gypsy witch.

However, the cumulus cloud metaphor solved by Elena cannot be called the upper lottery no matter how you look at it.

"Ancient divination is too accidental and not necessarily accurate. Don't pay too much attention to this result." Perhaps realizing that the result of divination is not optimistic, the witch said in relief: "If you are very concerned, you can ask Professor Yi Jiazi to help you with modern divination. Take a look."

Zheng Qing didn't speak, just continued smoking the half-burned cigarette silently.

One mouthful after another.

"You usually smoke too?" Irena put her nose close to Zheng Qing and sniffed, blinking her big eyes, and said, "I said, why do you have a familiar smell on your body?"

"No smoking, no smoking!" Zheng Qing finally stopped being silent, he smiled wryly, and waved his hands again and again: "On weekdays, I am a young man who doesn't smoke, drink, or play cards."

"However, I see that you are very skilled in smoking."

"Just learning to play." Zheng Qing stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand with some embarrassment.

"It's really interesting." Yi Lianna laughed suddenly. She lay prone on the table, the branches of her smile trembled, and the cigarette on the cigarette holder almost fell to the ground.

Looking up, seeing Zheng Qing's inexplicable eyes, she suppressed her laughter, opened her hazy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "You said you don't smoke, drink, or play cards, but I don't leave my cigarettes and alcohol cards in my hand." .”

Zheng Qing's heart moved slightly, he reached out and snatched the cigarette between Elena's fingers, and crushed it into the ashtray.

"Why?" Elena's eyes became more and more hazy.

"It just feels bad." Zheng Qing took a sip of his wine in embarrassment.

"Pfft." Elena mouthed a smoke ring, rolled her beautiful eyes, stood up, and stretched her arms: "It's getting late, I have to go."

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Zheng Qing also stood up, looking at the back of the witch turning away, feeling a sense of loss.

After walking a few steps, the witch suddenly turned around again, jumped a few steps lightly, and came to Zheng Qing's eyes, stretched out her hand and pressed heavily on the top of his head, rubbing it wantonly.

Zheng Qing was stunned, only vaguely feeling a gust of hot wind brushing against his ears.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it." The gypsy witch laughed and added, "It's so cute..."

Zheng Qing stretched out his finger, and touched the red lips of the witch, preventing her from speaking.

Obviously, his action was too abrupt.

Both of them were startled by his move.

After a few seconds of silence, Zheng Qing's face began to turn red slowly, translucent red like cooked shrimp.

Then two blushes appeared on Elena's face.

"Ahem!" Zheng Qing cleared his throat loudly, but it was obviously not effective.

The voice that came out of his mouth was a little leaky and distorted.

"Boys, you can't describe it as cute!"

He blushed and looked at the witch very seriously.

Elena had a smile on her face.

She pouted suddenly and blew on Zheng Qing's finger.

Zheng Qing seemed to be scalded, and quickly withdrew his hand from the other person's mouth.

"I'm sorry!" He apologized again and again in a panicked tone that had just come to his senses: "I'm very sorry!"

"It's okay." The witch turned around and left lightly, leaving behind a wisp of fragrance and a string of laughter like silver bells: "Next time, don't show that kind of silly expression... It's easy to get into trouble..."

Zheng Qing tried hard to think about the meaning of this sentence.

But in the end nothing came out.

When he regained consciousness, Yi Ren had gone.

An empty cup and a little ashes remain in front of my eyes.