Hunting High School

The Great Elder Attar in the Temple of Uzza once said to Zheng Qing, "The closer you are to the sky, the closer you are to reality, so you can return to reality by climbing to the highest mountain."

Zheng Qing has now climbed to the highest point of Mount Kela.

But he is also aware of another fact - distance and reality are not completely proportional. Sometimes, the closer you are to the sky, the farther you are from the truth; the closer you observe, the less you can see the truth clearly.

Like Juss.

The new ammo was 'charged' in the gun case, Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes. He still didn't pay attention to how much damage the previous shot had caused to Ke Lashan, but he just glanced casually to confirm that the group of Tindalos hounds had been expelled from the world, and then looked away.

Then he turned his attention to Zhu Si who was riding the edamame.

Perhaps because he drank too much mushroom soup, the size of the edamame has grown a lot, and it doesn't look awkward for a seven or eight-year-old girl to ride on it.

At this moment, it is wagging its tail, sticking out its tongue happily, and making a low meow sound in its throat, asking for credit from its master.

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Zheng Qing gave it a thumbs up perfunctorily.

"Who are you?" The wizard asked the little witch riding on the dog without any detours or temptations. He was holding a talisman gun, the muzzle of the gun was slightly drooping, but it shrouded around Zhu Si and Nikita vaguely.

Maodou uneasily paved the soil under his paws, his eyes full of anxiety and confusion. It seems that he doesn't understand why the master pointed that dangerous thing at himself, and he doesn't understand why the former friendly friend suddenly turned his face.

Of course, in the process, it very wisely kept silent, pretending to be a rock.

The little witch tilted her head, her cute face was filled with affirmation: "I am Jusi!"

"No, you're not." Zheng Qing knew the feeling of owning very well, and at the same time felt a burst of anger starting to burn. He shook his head and asked stubbornly, "Who are you? Where is Zhu Si? What did you do to her?"

Sensing the dangerous light flashing in the wizard's eyes, this time, the little witch didn't pretend to be cute.

She looked at him quietly and suddenly smiled.

"I'm indeed Zhu Si." The little witch jumped off Maodou's back and landed steadily on the slope, dragging her slightly long robe in the environment covered with gravel and snow, which was a bit comical.

What does not match this funnyness is the tone and demeanor of the little witch when she speaks—it is difficult for Zheng Qing to describe this sense of disobedience with precise words—as if she suddenly changed into a different person, and seemed to be attracted by someone. There is a high position, but in short, her voice is calm, her tone is mature, and there is a vicissitudes of seeing everything in her eyes.

Then she patted Maodou on the back.

Gouzi sticks out his tongue, slips back into the void, and hides in the time rift in its corner.

"I am indeed Jusi," the little witch repeated this sentence, paused, and then said again: "It's just that I am not the seven-year-old little witch Jusi in your impression... but a person in the world in the mirror." 'Zhu Si' who has lived with the dreamland for a long time."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Nikita, and she suddenly smiled.

"Like this little banshee," she looked at Nikita with sadness in her eyes, as if she was looking at the shadow of own: "When a hopeful soul is falling into the abyss endlessly, there is always something to hold on to …to be able to keep myself from going completely mad in pain and torment.”

Zheng Qing's arm holding the rune gun trembled slightly.

He swallowed, and had a vague guess—but he would rather not guess, and rather that Zhu Si in front of him was really a disguise of some existence deep in the starry sky.

"Why did this happen?" The wizard's voice was trembling, his mind was in a mess, he couldn't think of anything for a moment, he just murmured: "You were just pretending before? How long has it been... I've only been away for more than a month, No, I know that time warps in the mirror, but... is it all real?"

'Zhu Si' looked at the bewildered boy, and burst out laughing suddenly.

"It was fake at the time!" She pointed at Zheng Zheng Qing's nose, just like the little girl in the mirror world a long time ago: "This is a dreamland! How can there be something real!"

This time, Zheng Qing was completely confused.

He even began to wonder if he had been under some powerful confusion spell, otherwise how could he not understand what the little witch said? In other words, how can you hear two diametrically contradictory statements?

Sensing the confusion in Zheng Qing's eyes, 'Zhu Si' was not surprised.

Because even a veteran adventurer who has been in the dreamland for a long time, it is difficult to clearly distinguish the subtle differences between reality and reality in this world, let alone a young wizard who has not yet obtained a registered wizard certificate and has just been in the dreamland for less than a week Woolen cloth?

"The time in the mirror is like the image in the mirror, because it is false, so it is unstable." The little witch imparted her own feelings to the boys without hesitation: "Using your current theory to explain, the dimensions of this world are disordered... ..."

"You know dimension theory?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Very interesting theory," the little witch commented calmly: "Of course I know. Because this world is more than a group of adventurers like you, and it's not the first time I've met people outside... Besides, after I slipped into the mirror At that time, Dimensional School had published many classic papers. Mom and Dad often discussed them at home, and they were very noisy...I was very impressed."

I don't know whether it was recalling the quarrel between her parents, or because those two words touched her heart, the little witch's expression suddenly became a little dark, and her voice stopped.

Zheng Qing regretted that he interrupted indiscriminately.

But soon, Zhu Si spoke again: "...Because this kind of essential confusion is reflected in reality, it is a cognitive contradiction. In your memory, you and I met ten months ago; but in my time Online, I say goodbye to you thousands of years away."

"Yes, it was a long, long time ago when we met in the mirror world. The long-lasting magic can't stop the chlorophyll from fading, and it can't stop the withered yellow from coming."

She touched the dry rosewood leaves on her wrist, and used it for three consecutive "long time", which made people feel very worried:

"...It's just that this illusory and long journey does not allow 'her' to grow up, it just matures a virtual mature personality in her originally immature mind, which is me."

Although the little witch in front of him didn't explain carefully, Zheng Qing still easily judged that the "she" in this sentence refers to Zhu Si who first entered the mirror world, and the "I" refers to the little witch in front of him .