The 13th day of the ninth month of the Baiding calendar, the 14th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Saturday.

It is advisable to sacrifice, pray for blessings, and incense;

Do not build, marry, or make stoves.

As an earth wizard with pure blood, Zheng Qing had not yet made a heart-wrenching transformation of his body, so he did not vomit bitter fat man's face of concentrated sulfuric acid in the end.

Of course, as compensation, he snatched the fat man's peach talisman and hung it around his neck.

Before going out, Zheng Qing deliberately checked the old yellow calendar, and then hurriedly put three incense sticks in front of the shrine, praying that tonight's patrol would be safe and sound.

There are still a few hours left before the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival, and of course, in the wizarding world, this day is also known as the Autumn Festival Day.

The ancients, the sacrifice of the four seasons, the spring said 礿yue, the summer said 禘di, the autumn said taste, the winter said 烝 zheng; And because 'Di' is the most abundant yang sacrifice, and 'taste' is the most powerful yin sacrifice, the shamans chose the sun and the moon, the two poles of yin and yang, as the objects of worship in the spring and autumn festivals.

Zheng Qing didn't care about the whimsy of the ancient wizards, his only concern was that when the day of the Yin Qi was approaching, there would be any ghosts and ghosts who came over and disturbed his patrol.

It's ten o'clock in the evening.

The patrol time arranged for him by the school working committee starts at one o'clock in the morning, but because the dormitory caretaker, Ni Wuye, often leaves work around eleven o'clock - if it falls on a day when the moon is full, such as around the fifteenth of each month, the fifth master may slip away earlier. In order to avoid being locked in the dormitory, Zheng Qing could only go out early.

At this time, he should lie on his large and comfortable six-poster bed, with the white lamp in the dormitory, enjoying the spiritual food of the wizarding world, ready to meet with Zhou Gong at any time.

And now, he was forced to wear a wide red robe, holding the law book, with a bunch of talismans around his neck, and a stack of talismans in his arms.

Is there anything worse than that?

The cold wind made the restless public-funded students shiver.

Zheng Qing sighed, wrapped his robe tightly, and trotted along the boulevard. All the way with him, in addition to the cold wind, is the sound of insects one after another.

The weather was fine.

Perhaps because it was approaching the fifteenth, the moon was bright and round, and it looked a little bigger than usual.

The cool moonlight flows through the shadows of the trees, flowing on the bluestone road, the shadows are sufficient, and it looks more and more quiet and lovely.

On weekdays, Zheng Qing may be overjoyed by the gift between heaven and earth, maybe he has picked up Zihao, spread out the yellow paper, and sketched a few talismans that fit the meaning of yin and gloom on the moonlight.

And now, he can only pray that those creatures who love the full moon will restrain their desires and not run around the campus.

The meeting place notified on the penalty letter is located on the shore of Linzhong Lake.

In front of the cabin next to the pier by the lake, to be exact.

The owner of the cabin, Verne, was an old school worker who was mainly responsible for cleaning up the flowers and plants on the shore of Linzhong Lake, taking care of the narrow boats on the docks, and occasionally acting as a ferryman in the Silent River, often holding a small wooden boat to take curious students on a tour of the mysterious island of Phuket during the holidays.

It is said that the old man Verne was once a professor at the First University, but later applied for retirement because he was too old to adapt to the various theories developed by modern magic. And he was an idle person, so he simply joined the school working committee and helped the First University take care of Linzhong Lake.

Zheng Qing was convinced of this statement.

Because Linzhong Lake is close to the Shushan Museum, Zheng Qing's self-study position is against the window. On more than one occasion he had seen through the window the old man cruising the lake, wielding his cane to knock the fishmen into the water.

One stick at a time, one stick at a time.

Those powerful fishmen once made Zheng Qing and other freshmen helpless, but they obediently sank to the bottom of the water under the old man's wooden stick.

If it weren't for the former professor, who could teach those monsters so easily?

Run along the lakeside path to the end, and you will find the Linzhong Lake Wharf.

This simple wooden pier is the only transportation hub for the entire Great Lake. Whether you're coming from the Silent River or heading to the island in the middle of the lake, you'll want to see the pier.

The old man's cabin in Verne was blocked at the entrance to the pier.

Today, the old man did not stay in his small cabin as in the past, but leaned against the big bluestone by the lake with a wooden stick, squinting his eyes, as if feeling the beautiful scenery of the moon and the bell.

The old hound named May lay lazily at the old man's feet, his fluffy tail swinging around the grass, calling the little glowing bugs.

When Zheng Qing arrived at the dock, many unfamiliar faces had gathered here.

Deep in the depths, Lin Guo was holding a heavy book, and a dead wind lamp floated on his head, which stood out among the silent wizards.

"Very nice wind lamp. Zheng Qing stretched out his hand, felt the flickering light behind the glass, and praised repeatedly: "The most amazing thing is that it can float in the air...... You must have put a lot of thought into this lamp. ”

"This lamp belongs to Grandpa Verne. Lin Guo smiled embarrassedly: "Grandpa saw me reading under the lamp, so he lent me this wind lantern." ”

When Zheng Qing heard this, he hurriedly greeted the old man Verne.

The old man tilted his head and replied in a rough voice: "Well, the light of the lamp is too dim, and the frequency is too low. It's not good for your eyes if you use it for a long time...... You are still young, learn to cherish your eyes. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome when you get old...... Just like this old fellow. ”

As he spoke, he rubbed his toe against the old hound lying in the grass.

The wrinkles on Lady May's face trembled, and a small whimper came out of her throat, as if she was complaining.

The old man said twice and said comfortingly: "I know, I know, you have the most intelligent nose, it doesn't matter if you can't see it!"

When Zheng Qing greeted the old man Verne, the little boy next to him was still holding the thick notebook, and there were words in his mouth, and he could vaguely hear the words "ascend to the sky at the spring equinox, and dive into the abyss at the autumn equinox".

"Are you still thinking you'll be able to meet a dragon tonight?" Zheng Qing turned around and couldn't help but quip.

"Alas. Lin Guo put away the scroll, raised his hand, looked like a little adult, and sighed: "Alchemy requires too many materials...... It's too expensive! A few grams of Tai Sui's dry grinding powder cost ten jade coins, and a little bit of the sage's stone can only be exchanged for credits...... How long have we been in school, and where are so many credits!"

"It's only been a long time since we've been in the school, and you've already used the Philosopher's Stone. Zheng Qing restrained his smile and complained silently: "I remember that the application of the Sage's Stone was only involved in the third year of alchemy. ”

"Didn't I learn early? Lin Guo twisted his body awkwardly, and then couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't think too much about it...... As long as you can collect a few milliliters of ambergris water, collect a few residual scales, and gather enough raw materials for the experiment...... Of course, it would have been better if our patrol had a heavier hand and vomited blood. ”

"You've thought enough. Zheng Qing stopped the little boy from continuing to think unscrupulously.

Sure enough, at the age of the second second, there is only something unexpected, and there is nothing that you dare not think.