Pan Donkey, if the old shopkeeper Deng knew that you were in contact with those friends of yours, he would break your three legs!"

As if grasping something, Zheng Qing stretched out his hand in front of the young shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall, and squeezed his eyes: "Old rules, you know." ”

It is said to be an old rule, but in fact it is a tactful extortion.

Because the old shopkeeper Deng of the Huichun Hall strictly forbade Deng Xiaoxian to go out, for a while, Zheng Qing's Sanyou Book House became a place where Deng Xiaoxian hid foreign parcels and letterheads. It's just that every time he asks Zheng Qing to help, he will always give the boy a little benefit.

Sometimes it's an old copper coin, sometimes it's a beautiful piece of scale armor, and sometimes it's some small insects with strange shapes, such as a mosquito with two heads, a fly the size of a palm, a bee condensed in amber, and so on.

Just like that, Zheng Qing also developed the habit of asking Deng Xiaoxian for a little benefit before keeping his secret.

Until now, in the largest poplar box in Zheng Qing's gray cloth bag, there are still many bits and pieces given to him by Deng Xiaoxian.

After hearing Zheng Qing's words, the young shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall raised his arm and slapped Zheng Qing's outstretched hand: "Old rules, old rules, old you big-headed ghost...... Hong Kong Zhen, if you want to deal with your classmates in school, you will be blacklisted by the student union in less than a month if you use such crude means to deal with your classmates. ”

"Listen to this, do you have more sophisticated means when blackmailing?" Zheng Qing stared blankly and looked at the tall and thin wizard in front of him.

"Blackmail, what are these words!" Deng Xiaoxian blew a breath and blew up the long lock of hair on his forehead: "I have someone in Danhag...... You are talking such nonsense, beware of suing you for slander!"

After half a year of college career, Zheng Qing is not the bookstore apprentice who was different from before.

What is Danhag, he has heard Xiao Xiao say it more than once, so after receiving Deng Xiaoxian's 'threat', he immediately raised his hands to surrender - of course, this does not mean that he believes what Deng Xiaoxian said, but he feels that this kind of joke that sets off the atmosphere should be stopped.

"Originally, I was going to bring in some lights from the school myself. Zheng Qing took the opportunity to change the topic, and at the same time patted the gray cloth bag on his waist: "Brother is on the pedestrian street, there is also a shop anyway, eh, ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his head was attacked by a thread-bound book.

"At a young age, who is the brother!" Deng Xiaoxian blew his hair and glared, staring at Zheng Qing, his face full of surprise: "I haven't seen you for half a year, your kid's momentum has risen...... I used to be virtuous when I blushed when I said a few words!"

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear Deng Xiaoxian's ridicule.

Instead, he continued: "...... After looking at Daming Fang and Beta Town Pedestrian Street, you can see how backward the Hui Ziji is. So, I was thinking about when I would come back and change the signs for the neighbors...... The signs of their shops were too old, and they didn't use the slightest hint of modern propaganda magic. Completely inconsistent with the fundamentals of commercial operation. ”

In this way, he began to chatter about his transformation ideas, and at the same time pointed out to the Baicao Hall behind Deng Xiaoxian, saying that an alchemy doll could be placed here, a group of elves could be raised there, and so on.

When he was noisy, the young shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall didn't say a word, just casually flipped through the medicine book in his hand.

It wasn't until Zheng Qing was tired of talking and planned to drink saliva to moisten his throat that Deng Xiaoxian unhurriedly raised a finger: "It's your business how you want to transform...... It's your job to take out a copper from the old man's pocket. ”

"These old men and old ladies on the street have no other habits, and their ability to make careful calculations is stronger than one another. ”

When Zheng Qing heard this, he stretched out his legs and sat on the threshold with his buttocks, never wanting to get up again.

In front of him, over the street of Huiziji, the golden rooster flying around suddenly spread its wings and showed a piece of music:

“...... Old Jack turned his compass, the spurs on his heels clicked, his left eye squinted slightly, and his right hand pressed the law book on his waist......"

Listening to this familiar song, Zheng Qing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he still didn't move.

He didn't want to move, but Deng Xiaoxian was interested.

The young shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall dropped the book in his hand, stood up, walked two sliding steps to the music played by the golden rooster in mid-air, and then twisted and straddled, blowing from time to time, blowing up the long hair on his forehead, and posing in a posture that he thought was chic.

I have to admit that this guy is very accurate.

"You know this song too?!"

Zheng Qing had a little interest on his face — the expression that most often comes up when he found a common topic in a chat — and he immediately explained: "I often play this ......song at the store I opened on the school pedestrian street."

"Classic hunting songs, which wizard doesn't know. Deng Xiaoxian was very unimpressed by the fuss of the publicly-funded students.

This made Zheng Qing a little angry.

"Do you know who Old Jack is?" he asked, provocatively.

"It's nothing more than a certain western mage who left traces in the era of the westward demon hunting movement. Deng Xiaoxian blew a sigh, letting the long hair on his forehead flutter, and then naturally changed the topic: "Mention demon hunting...... Xiaojian said to me, you have performed well this year, and you have won a trophy?"

The little sword in his mouth is Deng Xiaojian, the hunter of the First University Adjudication Hunting Team, who once helped the Guilty Hunting Team to train.

Mentioning this matter, Zheng Qing also had to thank the young shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall in front of him.

"Freshman Champion...... Actually, our hunting team is not very powerful. Zheng Qing's attitude at this moment has taken a 180-degree turn compared with before. It seems to be much kinder and much more well-behaved.

"Your hunting team isn't very powerful...... You mean, you're amazing, right. Deng Xiaoxian looked at the young wizard with a blank eye, and choked: "I haven't seen you for half a year, and my skin is much thicker...... Sure enough, independent living is the most exercised. ”

Immediately, he sighed in a tone mixed with regret and nostalgia: "It turns out that innocent and kind young man...... I'm finally dead. ”

"Get out!" Zheng Qing's gratitude that lasted for a few seconds immediately dissipated.

He grabbed the copy of "Holding the Bottle" in front of him and threw it on Deng Xiaoxian's body, and scolded with a smile: "You just died......! Chinese New Year, can you say something auspicious!"

"Smack!" the young wizard's head hit the book again.

"It's nonsense again," Deng Xiaoxian put away the "Holding the Bottle" in his hand, slanted at the young wizard, and said: "How old are you, you are a brother, you are a master, and the toad yawns - the tone is not small." ”

"Tsk," Zheng Qing covered his head, a little annoyed: "Don't always hit your head, I'm a public-funded student at the First University, and my head is very expensive!"