Vol 5 Chapter 37: beginning of summer

May 5th, Tuesday.
Solar terms, Lixia.
Appropriate, marriage, alliance, consecration, sacrifice, seeking medical treatment;
Avoid moving, entering houses, building houses, and erecting horses.
When Zheng Qing was a child, he didn’t quite understand what kind of horse a horse is, and always felt that the word
frame
was a false one. The word
jia
was a false one. It would be easier to understand the word
jiama
—avoid
jiama
, which means that This day you should stay at home honestly and don't just go for a stroll.
When I grow up, I know that the "horse" is to build a house and beam, and then this misunderstanding is solved. But at the same time Zheng Qing became more and more speechless about the old yellow calendar. Just like today’s taboo, there are already houses built, but adding a ‘horse’ is not an unnecessary move.
Having said that, there is always such a ‘superfluous’ thing in life.
For example, after both Leizhe and Augustus ruined half a street in Beta Town, the town’s management committee sent a lawyer’s letter and the punishment result to the two in a serious manner; for example, after Zheng Qing injured Seprano, the student council held a hearing Yes; for another example, on Tuesday, the university temporarily issued a notice announcing that Silent Forest is as silent as ever, and the northern district of Beta Town is also as safe as ever.
It looked like a botched comic.
But every actor in the play is very serious and serious, as if what they say and do is essential.
Faintly, Zheng Qing had a deeper understanding of ‘order’.
Today is Tuesday.
In the afternoon is an astronomy class.
As the rotating chairman of the first university's joint meeting of professors in May, Professor Emma is more responsible than Professor Yao, and therefore much more busy. So it is inevitable to be a little relaxed about teaching.
According to the students in the morning magic text class, Professor Emma even forgot to give them homework.
It sounds really good news.
Zheng Qing sincerely hopes that the Astronomy 08-1 class will also have such good luck-for this reason, he would rather do something that seems a little ‘superfluous’, divination.
The divination of young wizards will not change the minds of the great wizards, but it can prepare these young people psychologically.
Of course, Zheng Qing didn't plan to do it himself because of his scumbag skills. Professional matters must always be handled by professionals before they can be considered professional. For example, the prescription is given to Fatty Xin, the hunting team training is given to the elders, and the chanting is given to the young monk.
It is absolutely correct to hand over the divination to Dr. Xiao Da.
The cold of spring is gone, and the summer is coming, the temperature at this season is just like the mood of a young man of 17 or 18, sensitive and changeable. Often there is a bit of coldness in the morning, and people who are hot in the afternoon get itchy.
After coming out of the study room, Zheng Qing walked around the campus with a bunch of new standard French books.
The original book, which was made privately in Xia Yuan Shusi, was sealed by the husband because it recorded the'starting hand style' of the forbidden curse. In the words of the husband, ‘when it’s time to open it, you can naturally open it’.
This sounds like nonsense.
But the husband is the husband after all, even if he is talking nonsense, the students only have to write down their notes and listen to the instruction honestly.
Back to the 403 dormitory, just opened the door, a heavy smoke pounced on his face, choking the young public-funded student to tears, coughing again and again, and instantly a little confused.
"What's the matter? Is there a fire? Do you want to report to the school?" The young public student screamed, "Is everyone still alive?"
"I'm dying." Dylan's weak voice came from the coffin, sounding a little urn sound.
This made Zheng Qing feel at ease.
Since Mr. Vampire Werewolf is still in the mood to close the lid of the coffin, it means that things have not progressed to a worse point, and Dylan does not need to run away carrying the coffin.
"You weren't alive originally." Fatty Xin habitually slapped Dylan, and then screamed: "... Tuantuan! You scratched my face! This is just a bubble of bubble curse, not glass. ball!"
There were also a few angry meows in the smoke.
Zheng Qing felt more at ease.
"What happened? Has anyone experimented with magic in the dormitory?" He took out the majesty that a government-funded student should have, and asked sternly.
The school dormitory strictly prohibits students from doing magic experiments. Violators will be punished by school rules.
Zheng Qing also carried a ‘stay in school’ on his back. He didn’t want to catch fire in his backyard at this moment.
"No, ahem, no experiment...just an accident."
Dr. Xiao Da’s explanation came out of the smoke accompanied by a coughing sound, which seemed a little short of breath: "...I just tried the traditional gypsy divination method... Obviously when a wizard uses this divination method , Easy to magic allergy."
Zheng Qing squinted, holding his breath, passing through the thick smoke.
Xiao Xiaozheng sitting cross-legged in front of a small brass basin, with all kinds of weird magical materials placed on the left and right-dry moss, red mushrooms with silvery white spots, dried reindeer cartilage, owl eyeballs, and a few pieces Bleeding white ice.
Zheng Qing doubted whether the white translucent solids were real ice cubes, because he had never seen a wizard throw ice cubes into a white flame, and the flames burned more intensely.
At this moment, Xiao Xiao is using a slender bone strip that looks like an animal rib to fiddle with the flame in the copper basin. Did he grab a little material around him and throw it in, letting the black, gray, blue and white smoke come from the copper? Basins overflowed and filled the entire dormitory.
"What are you looking at?" Zheng Qing noticed that Xiao Xiao was staring at the smoke in front of him, and couldn't help asking.
"You should drink this before you watch." Fatty Xin handed Zheng Qing a wooden cup, which was filled with suspicious pale yellow liquid, still steaming vaguely-Zheng Qing looked at the undisguised malicious smile on Fatty's face , Very politely and politely refused:
"Thanks, I have poor divination skills~EbookFREE.me~ and I don't have to bother."
Fatty's face could not hide the disappointed look.
"So, what do you want to see?" Zheng Qing changed his questioning method and looked at Xiao Xiao again-he didn't have much time to write with the doctor here, he still had business to ask.
But Xiao Xiao's answer forced him to shut up.
"Looking for a sheep, Linguo's black goat...The tortoise shell, crystal ball, and tarot cards have all been used, and there is no clue. The effect of the line chart in searching is not even as good as that of the grass."
Dr. Xiao Da’s tone was a little depressed, but his eyes remained fixed on the smoke. He just murmured and explained: "Of course, besides looking for sheep, I also want to see if I can graduate from school safely... The kind with missing parts."
Zheng Qing's face suddenly darkened.
There is no doubt that Dr. Xiao Da meant something.
"I've been protesting all morning." Dylan's head poked out of the coffin, and his eyes were red. I don't know if it was because of staying up late or was smoked-or it was the expression of the vampire's anger accumulated to the extreme. :
"But it's useless... You are the 403 chief, you should do something."
The last sentence he said to Zheng Qing.
Zheng Qing realized that he was still the head of the 403 dormitory. He hadn't performed the relevant duties for a long time, and he didn't react to what he should do for a while-the sanitation, sweeping and other tasks that were usually the responsibility of the head of the house had been dealt with by the group of little elves he raised.
"Well, Doctor, you can't set a fire in the dormitory." He shook his head, trying to make his speech milder: "A good dormitory environment is everyone's responsibility... You have turned this place into a wild place."
"It's not as good as the wild!" Dylan yelled, banging the coffin under him, "I can still see the stars and breathe fresh air in the wild... can it be here?"