"Young ladies and gentlemen. ”

A voice burst out in the room, interrupting the lively atmosphere in front of the two beds.

Zheng Qing stood up, and with everyone's eyes, he saw a familiar figure standing at the door of the ward.

It's Professor Yao from the Charms class.

In other words, it is the dean of Jiuyou Academy.

He was smiling with a pipe in one hand and a few books under his other arm.

As if sensing everyone's doubtful gaze, Professor Yao raised his wrist, pretended to look at his watch, then raised his head and said with a smile:

"It's ten minutes before ten o'clock in the evening...... You can choose to be locked out of the dormitory door by Fifth Master Ni, or go downstairs to Mrs. Bella to get an application form for an escort, as well as a sleeping bag for the night......"

It's already so late?

Zheng Qing turned his head to look out the window in surprise.

Outside, the rain had stopped, the clouds had dispersed, the stars were dotted, and through the treetops, the fresh moon showed a small half of a bright face.

There was a flurry of chickens and dogs jumping in the ward.

The group of male students of Jiuyou Academy in front of Zheng Qing's hospital bed were naturally full of jealousy in the face of their own dean, and they couldn't wait to completely disappear into the room in the next second;

When there were only three people left in the ward, Lao Yao walked to Lin Guo first, comforted the little male witch in a gentle voice for a few minutes, and then told him to go to bed early, and re-pulled the curtains around him.

Zheng Qing shrank into the quilt and muttered if he wanted to pull the tent too.

"How do you feel?" Lao Yao came to Zheng Qing's bedside, pulled a chair familiarly, and sat down.

"It feels fine...... The doctor said he would be discharged tomorrow morning. Zheng Qing replied honestly.

"What about here?" Lao Yao grabbed his pipe and knocked his head.

"I didn't feel anything out of the ordinary...... bar. Zheng Qing said at the end, and he was also a little unsure: "I don't know if it's an illusion...... I always felt like my right eye was a little swollen. ”

"Right eye?" Lao Yao raised his eyebrows, one eye widened, and his tone was a little serious: "Is it the legendary 'demon's eye'?"

What the hell are the eyes of demons!

Zheng Qing felt that his face was full of black lines.

"Hahaha, just kidding...... Look at you nervous. Lao Yao smiled, raised the eyelids of the public scholarship student and looked at it, and said very affirmatively: "It's just a little blood...... Eight out of ten of the little cubs in the Starry Sky Academy had swollen eyes, and I didn't see any hunting team rushing up to shout and kill...... Don't be distracted by the rumors out there. ”

Zheng Qing blinked, and suddenly felt a little moved in his heart.

"And the little guy in the tent over there!" Lao Yao turned sideways, turned his head to look in the direction of Lin Guo's hospital bed, and raised his voice slightly: "Aren't you fainted by the demonic energy...... What a big deal! It's a big deal to buy you a few catties of amber light, cover the quilt tightly at night, sweat, and be a good man at dawn! At a young age, don't be depressed like an old man......"

Zheng Qing couldn't help but grin and laughed silently.

There was a sound of rustling and snoaking from Lin Guo's tent, and after a few minutes, his somewhat muttering voice came out: "I'm not depressed...... I'm just a little cold. Also, I'm not an adult and can't drink alcohol. ”

"Milk tea, I'm talking about milk tea!" Lao Yao immediately changed his words, and said with a smile: "The next time I go to your castle for class, I will bring you a few catties of hot Mongolian milk tea...... Now close your eyes and go to sleep!"

"Oh!" replied from the tent in a resounding voice.

"As for you," Lao Yao turned his head and looked at the young public-funded student again, "I originally planned to take you to see Professor Yi today to discuss that matter......

As he spoke, he gently knocked his head with his pipe and added, "But what happened last night......

"It's okay, I can go to Professor Yi myself. Zheng Qing hurriedly replied.

"It's not that I don't have time," Lao Yao waved his hand and said thoughtfully, "It's just that according to the conservative treatment plan I discussed with Professor Yi before, it is estimated that it is not appropriate...... Well, I remember you guys have a divination class next Tuesday?"

"Tuesday morning. Zheng Qing immediately added.

"Yes, on Tuesday morning, you follow Professor Yi to his office after class, and he will make further arrangements for you...... This includes developing the talent that involves vision, and how to stabilize your mind field. ”

Zheng Qing nodded again and again, without any doubts.

"I'm here today to talk to you about it...... Remember, after Tuesday's divination class!" Lao Yao didn't continue to chat, but stood up, stretched his robe, and planned to leave: "...... Don't get up, hurry up and rest. ”

As he spoke, he pressed the young scholar who was propping himself up, raised his pipe, and motioned for the caretakers to bring his books.

"Remember, don't be late for class tomorrow morning!" he warned with a smile before leaving.

"Absolutely not, sir!" Zheng Qing quickly assured.

......

......

After leaving the hospital, the smile on Professor Yao's face quickly disappeared.

He did not return to the professor's house in East Taoyuan, nor did he transfer to the dean's office in the office building. Instead, he walked through several staggered corridors to a low, three-story building.

The building looked a little dilapidated, with mottled skin hanging from the gray walls, and large chunks of moss of different shades of color stuck to it, looking a little ugly and strangely serene.

Turning through the dark hallway, the professor came to a double-leaf wooden door.

On the door frame, the two door gods held magic weapons, stepped on auspicious clouds, and had straight faces, patrolling back and forth on the three-foot square piece of paper seriously.

At their feet, the white cat also swept away its usual lazy performance, with its tail erected and its eyes widened, revealing its slightly hideous fangs at the corners of its mouth.

"Door. Professor Yao raised his eyelids.

"Password!" shouted with a halberd in his hand.

"Open the door!" Lao Yao squinted, with a somewhat cold expression on his face.

......Before he could finish speaking, he was covered by his companion.

"Ahem, they're all acquaintances, what password do you want!" Yu Lei pulled his brother behind him and complained repeatedly: "Didn't you see that it was Dean Yao in person...... You deserve to be a doorman for the rest of your life!"

As he spoke, he pulled the doorknob and opened the two closed door panels, with a pleasant smile on his face: "Please!"

Lao Yao looked at the two guys with a faint gaze, and did not enter the door for the first time.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

The two door gods who had been watching were numb, and Lao Yao raised his feet and crossed the threshold.

"A true door god, even if torn to shreds, will ask the person who enters the door to provide valid identification. The voice of the dean gently crept into the ears of the two door gods along the air through the hall, and the cardboard they were sheltered in was buzzing.

His tone was very flat, but the dissatisfaction was clearly felt even by the white cat in the painting.

The white cat's tail hung on the ground and swept uneasily.

Yu Lei's face also looked a little gloomy.

But after a few minutes, his mood was much better.

"You can always adjust your mindset so quickly. Shen Tu hugged his halberd, and his tone was full of envy.

"Who are we? It's the door god!" Yu Lei hugged the white cat at his feet, stroked its long hair, and said triumphantly: "No matter how big the sign is handed to us, we say 'enter', and they can enter...... What's so tight about eating some spittle...... There are so many great wizards in the world, who hasn't eaten the spittle of the rain god?!"