Chapter Fifty-Nine: The End of the Bar

Zheng Qing pinched the cigarette and took a hard puff. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A pungent sensation spread through the smoke and down his throat, irritating the lobes of his lungs.

Zheng Qing's eyes immediately turned red.

The cigarette burned slowly, and pale blue smoke rose from it.

The surrounding guests seemed to be a little distorted in the smoke, and became shadowy.

"Ahem, ahem!" Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it and began to cough violently.

"I felt like I was smoking a fake cigarette. He hoarsely looked at the gypsy witch in front of him, his eyes reddened.

"That's because you're a fake wizard. Elena smiled slightly: "Every wizard knows that tobacco with dry ground aconitum in the shape of a boat needs to be soaked in mist wine before it can be lit. ”

After Zheng Qing heard this, his cough became even more intense.

"If you press it with a fog bee, it should feel a little better. The gypsy witch shoved the wine glass into Zheng Qing's hand.

The cold touch of the wine glass made Zheng Qing feel very comfortable, but what made him even more reluctant was the feeling of the softness of holding the wine glass touching his skin.

He forgot about coughing for a moment and stayed there.

"Very nice cufflinks. Yelena's compliments brought Zheng Qing's attention back to reality.

"This," Zheng Qing touched the ornaments on his cuffs in a little panic, and said in disguise: "This is a gift from a friend." ”

"Do you want to give gifts between friends?" the witch nodded thoughtfully, and whispered, "The elders have never taught these things. ”

"What?" There was a lot of noise in the bar, and Zheng Qing didn't hear the witch's last words.

"It's okay...... I mean, I heard you've been looking for a way to free a group of 'lost' elves lately, right?" Elena raised her head slightly, looked at the little creatures resting above the cupboard, and exclaimed, "This is indeed a very great move for elves. ”

"It's nothing ......" Zheng Qingsheng blushed and added with no confidence: "Actually, I haven't found a way to save those elves until now. ”

"But there's always a way, isn't it?...... The smoke is already forming...... What was the divination you had just in mind?" the witch turned her head and looked at the cloud of smoke slowly gathering in front of the two of them, and proposed with great interest, "Won't you look at your smoke?"

Zheng Qing nodded quickly and looked at the smoke.

At the same time, as if disguised, he took a few sips of the wine in the glass.

Unsurprisingly, he was choked to death again.

Elena didn't care about the boy's gaffe.

She was looking intently at the cloud of smoke between the two, slowly analyzing:

"The smoke is very thin, very transmittal, white, shadowless, intermittent, fish-scale, and the tail band is as soft as silk and flocculent; this is a standard Cirrocumulus cloud. ”

"As I mentioned earlier, cumulus clouds represent a negative and mean that time is closer, and cirrus clouds represent a positive cloud and also means that time is farther away. ”

"Cirrocumulus clouds, on the other hand, are a mixture of these two types of features and are a very obscure cloud language. ”

"The things you divinate may not end well in the short term, but in the long run, they will be as you wish. ”

"It's possible that it will go your way in the short term, but in the long run, it won't end well. ”

Zheng Qing spilled the cigarette between his fingers in a glass of mist wine, borrowed a fire from the multi-armed waiter, and took another puff.

This time, although the smoke that filled the lungs was still bitter, it was no longer as strong as before.

He didn't like the results of Yelena's divination.

He wanted to ask about his marriage to the gypsy witch.

And the cirrocumulus metaphor that Elena solved cannot be called a sign in any way.

"Ancient divination was too fortuitous and not necessarily accurate, so you shouldn't pay too much attention to the result. Perhaps sensing that the divination results were not optimistic, the witch was relieved: "If you are very concerned, you can ask Professor Yi Jiazi to use modern divination methods to help you see." ”

Zheng Qing didn't speak, just continued to smoke the half-burned cigarette in silence.

One bite after another.

"You usually smoke too?" Irena put her nose in front of Zheng Qing and sniffed, blinking her eyes wide, and hey, "I said that you have a familiar smell on your body." ”

"Don't smoke, don't smoke!" Zheng Qing finally stopped being silent, he smiled bitterly, and waved his hand again and again: "On weekdays, I am a bad young man who doesn't smoke, drink, or play cards. ”

"But, I think you're pretty good at smoking. ”

"It's just learning to play. Zheng Qing was a little embarrassed to extinguish the cigarette butt in his hand.

"It's funny. Elena laughed suddenly, and she lay on the table, and the branches of laughter trembled, and the cigarette from her cigarette clip almost fell to the ground.

Raising her head and seeing Zheng Qing's inexplicable eyes, she suppressed her laughter, opened her hazy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "You said that you don't smoke, drink, or play cards, but I don't leave my cigarette and alcohol licenses." ”

Zheng Qing's heart moved slightly, and he reached out and snatched the cigarette from Yelena's finger and crushed it in the ashtray.

"What?" Elena's eyes grew hazy.

"I just don't think it's good. Zheng Qing took a sip of wine with some embarrassment.

"Poof. Elena made a mouth-spitting ring, then rolled her eyes beautifully, stood up, and stretched her arm: "It's late, I'm leaving." ”

Zheng Qing also got up, looking at the back of the witch turning away, and felt a sense of loss.

After not taking a few steps, the witch suddenly turned around again, jumped a few steps lightly, came to Zheng Qing's eyes, reached out and pressed heavily on the top of his head, and rubbed it wantonly.

Zheng Qing was stunned, only vaguely feeling a slightly drunk hot wind blowing through his ears.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back. The gypsy witch laughed and added, "It's so cute......"

Zheng Qing stretched out his finger and pointed it on the witch's red lips, stopping her from speaking.

Obviously, his action was too abrupt.

Both were frightened by his move.

After a few seconds of silence, Zheng Qing's face began to slowly turn red, like a boiled shrimp, red and translucent.

Then two blushes appeared on Yelena's face as well.

"Ahem!" Zheng Qing cleared his throat loudly, but it was obvious that it didn't work well.

The sound coming out of his mouth was a little leaky and a little out of voice.

"Boy, you can't describe it as cute!"

He blushed and looked at the witch very seriously.

A smile crossed Yelena's face.

She suddenly pursed her lips and blew on Zheng Qing's fingers.

Zheng Qing seemed to be burned, and quickly withdrew the hand that was blocked in front of someone else's mouth.

"I'm sorry!" he apologized in a panicked tone that had just woken up, "I'm very sorry!"

"It doesn't matter. The witch turned away delicately, leaving behind a faint scent and a string of silver bell-like laughter: "Don't show that cute expression next time...... It's easy to get into trouble......"

Zheng Qing tried to think about the meaning of this sentence.

But in the end, nothing was gained.

When he came back to his senses, the people were gone.

Leave an empty cup and a little ash in front of you.