Hunting College

The 　　hui character set is very small, and there is only a short narrow street.

　　 circled the market, and after greeted the neighbors, he returned to Sanyou Bookstore, which only took Zheng Qing more than half an hour.

　　 "This street is really short." Zheng Qing sighed: "When I was a child, how did I feel that this street was so long? I ran around, as if it would never end."

"Long and short, big and small, are relative." Deng Xiaoxian said thoughtfully: "In addition, most wizards were more sensitive than adults when they were young, and can see through the fog more clearly. real."

　　 "Mist? Real?" Zheng Qing suddenly became interested: "Is there any story behind this street?"

　　 As he said, he looked around, his eyes gliding over those old plaques.

　　 Deng Xiaoxian did not directly answer his question, but promptly asked: "What do you think of the return character set looks like?"

　　 "Like a reply." Zheng Qing replied with a cold joke.

　　 Deng Xiaoxian's face suddenly pulled down.

　　 "Just kidding, kidding." Zheng Qing waved his hand and re-guessed with a smile: "Like the school's promenade around the lake? Or is it like a horseshoe?...Any hints."

　　 "Like what an animal." Deng Xiaoxian added a hint.

　　 Zheng Qing frowned.

　　 He stretched out his finger, circled in mid-air, drew a few times, then hesitated, replied in a low voice: "Ouroboros?"

　　 "Bingo!" Deng Xiaoxian snapped his fingers and continued to prompt: "What does ouroboros represent?"

　　 "Immortality, circulation, infinite." Zheng Qing replied immediately.

　　Because Seprano's community is marked by ouroboros, Zheng Qing had deliberately learned about this mysterious magical creature. Therefore, he did not hesitate about Deng Xiaoxian's question.

　　 "Huh!" The Young Master of Huichuntang raised his eyebrows: "It feels a little underestimated you... Then next, if you associate this totem with the Hui character set, can you guess something?"

　　 Zheng Qing did not give an answer this time.

　　 intuitively told him that the answer to this question is not simple.

　　 Deng Xiaoxian waited for a while, and found that Zheng Qing was just looking at him eagerly, as if he had no intention of answering, and couldn't help but laugh: "Actually, I'm also hearsay, let me just say it, you don't need to take it seriously."

"Some people say that the small circle of Huiziji is actually a long period of time that was intercepted with great magic power. Many old people who have not surpassed time and have entered the tail of the legend will choose to use Huijiji. In order to "continue life" in order to have a chance to take the next step behind the legend in the future."

　　 Hearing this, Zheng Qing originally wanted to interrupt and ask, but he endured it and wanted to swallow the question back.

Deng Xiaoxian continued: "Some people say that the Huiji Collection is actually based on the remains of an ancient Ouroboros. As long as you stay on this street, you can simulate the talent of the Ouroboros to a certain extent... Loop, infinite."

　　 "Anyway, there are many rumors, but there are no real hammers."

　　 "The only thing that can confirm these rumors on the side is that there are many old wizards on the street, who are very old...but no one has investigated their specific age. This kind of thing is not easy to ask directly."

　　 "You are Mr. Deng's grandson, did he not tell you?" Zheng Qing finally couldn't help but asked.

　　 "You are Mr. Wu's disciple, did he tell you?" Deng Xiaoxian asked back.

　　 "This is different." The young public-sponsored student's expression was stagnant, and then he muttered in a low voice: "You guys are also related by blood anyway."

　　 Deng Xiaoxian shook his head disapprovingly: "For wizards, the blood relationship is not necessarily closer than the relationship between master and disciple. In many cases, wizards pass on their wealth to their disciples, but not to their families."

　　 Zheng Qing found it difficult to understand the thoughts of the wizards.

　　 But he didn't entangle this point, he has another question that he cares about.

　　 "The'Legend' you mentioned just now is the rank behind the Great Wizard?" He asked curiously.

　　 "Don't you know?" Deng Xiaoxian was a little surprised: "Ordinary wizards, registered wizards, great wizards, legendary wizards, ancient wizards...this kind of general division belongs to common sense."

　　 "I didn't know before you said it." Zheng Qing admitted honestly.

"I don't know what you learned in college." Deng Xiaoxian shook his head. Instead of continuing this slightly curious topic, he took out his pocket watch and took a look: "Well, it's late, I want to go back. The medicine is dispensed."

　　 Zheng Qing also took out his pocket watch and looked at it. There were more than two hours before the time limit for returning home requested by his mother.

"Ah... what should I do next." The young wizard stood at the door of the bookstore, scratching his head, looking between the bookshelves and the black door behind the house: "Is it to read a book for a while, or go to the front store Brother Huang, please come back and watch TV with him? Well, I feel that watching TV is more attractive...but the cartoons that Brother Huang watches are a bit too old-fashioned... I don’t know how many channels can be viewed on that small TV. Are there any good movies."

"Hey, I said, the holiday is so short, don't you plan to hurry up and stay at home for a while?...Why do you want to spend time outside?" Deng Xiao, half of his body already stepped into the Huichun Hall at the door of the neighboring store Xian tilted his head and looked at Zheng Qing, and asked in surprise.

　　 Zheng Qing immediately became dejected.

　　 "I don't know either." He replied with a frustrated expression: "Before I went home, I thought I was homesick... But after returning, I found that there seemed to be an invisible gap between my family and me."

　　 "I don't know if it is caused by the difference between my status as a wizard and the status of my family member Bai Ding, or simply because of the generation gap due to different ages.

Deng Xiaoxian glanced at the young wizard with emotion: "Well, you have reached such an age too...I thought that when I went back to the street when I was uncomfortable, didn't you understand why? You should understand it now."

　　 "It can't." Zheng Qingxu looked at Huichuntang's young boss: "I think I just don't want to go home to work. It is incomparable with your previous perverted behavior."

　　 The corner of Deng Xiaoxian's mouth shook, and he pulled out the foot that had crossed the threshold again, and turned to look at Zheng Qing.

　　 "I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language." He raised his arm, and put the long hair on his forehead on top of his head, then rolled up his sleeves and looked at the young man opposite.

　　 Zheng Qing guessed that he was trying to punch someone.

"Ah...I mean, my time in the wizarding world is still a bit short, and the adaptation period has not passed, get it." Zheng Qing dryly coughed, changed his tone decisively, and then he wanted to explain clearly: "If it had been Before enrolling, you can give me a little more information about the first university, which will be very helpful to me through this period of adjustment."

　　 "For example, you can tell me that the elf is a harmless alchemy creature that will not cause harm to wizards;"

　　 "Or, don't drop things into Linzhong Lake, that things will be snatched by fish people... These are all trivial details, right."

Deng Xiaoxian looked at Zheng Qing with his nostrils. After watching for dozens of seconds, he slowly replied: "The little details, yes... it doesn't matter, but not necessarily. Just like I told you before... all These encounters ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are one of the most interesting parts of your school life. If every bit of unknown you meet in school becomes known, wouldn’t life be less fun?"

　　 "My life doesn't need so many unknowns." Zheng Qing complained in a complaint. I don't know what he thought of, and his mood suddenly fell.

　　 Deng Xiaoxian blinked and smiled: "For example, final exam results?"

"Ah, yes, there are also final exams." Thinking of her final exam results, Zheng Qing suddenly had a headache, and said worriedly: "It really makes people unable to take a good vacation... I still don't understand why the school can't directly Mail our transcript by the pillow..."

　　 Immediately, he realized that the transcript was announced during the Lantern Festival. At that time, he had already returned to school.

　　 Thinking of not having to explain his subjects and grades to his family, the young wizard felt a little more relaxed.

"Does the school still use pets to send you your grades?" Deng Xiaoxian showed a nostalgic expression on his face, but then turned his nose at Zheng Qing's concerns: "Only nerds and flatterers will care about the report card... Oh, yes, you are also a "nerd"... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you."

　　 Zheng Qing gave Deng Xiaoxian a blank expression.

　　 He definitely did it on purpose.

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