Even if he was very sure in his heart, the blue fat man lying on the beach was his classmate, and Zheng Qing would not be careless. He still inspected the fat man in accordance with the normal process in the hunting plan.

During the whole process, the fat blue man sitting on the beach was very cooperative, except for a young lady in a bikini who wiped his saliva in front of him.

"Aren't you worried that I'm a monster in my dreams?"

Zheng Qing threw those talismans to ward off evil spirits, subdue demons, and dispel evil on the fat man, and asked curiously: "Are you so relieved of my talisman papers?"

The fat man raised his eyebrows and looked down at a slowly falling talisman.

The yellow rune paper fluttered and fell, stuck to the grease and sweat stains on his body, and did not arouse the slightest abnormality. Zheng Qing pinched his hand trick and activated the talisman paper, the blue fat man was wrapped in wisps of green smoke, looking like a big Buddha enjoying incense.

"Isn't that normal? ”

The fat man patted his belly, took a heavy breath, inhaled the smoke and fire around his body into his stomach, and showed a sincere smile: "...... And even if I'm not at ease, I'll have to get you closer so I can react. ”

As he spoke, he flipped over and put away a small black lacquer box.

Zheng Qing was stunned.

The box was about an inch long, two fingers thick, and there was a small hole the size of a grain of rice at the top of the box, and the box was covered with golden runes. It was the flying centipede they bought at the wandering bar a long time ago.

Flying centipedes like to suck demon brains and are very sensitive to demon breath. But that's not to say it only reacts to demonic aura. This kind of ancient insect fly has a far greater degree of recognition of danger and strangeness than ordinary wizards.

The flying centipede in the fat man's hand, because of its young age, could only feel the abnormality within a range of fifteen steps.

Starting from this request, he also hoped that Zheng Qing would get closer.

But there's a problem with that.

"I remember, the flying centipede was kept by the elders. The young scholar took a step back, and there was a hint of vigilance on his face: "Even if the elder lends it to you without going through the sacrifice, how can you use it?"

"It's because I don't have a sacrifice, so it can only discern the breath within fifteen steps. The fat man looked at another beautiful woman running from the beach, and at the same time glanced at Zheng Qing with his spare eyes, and complained: "I didn't think it was strange that you had a tail hanging behind you, and you still suspected me?"

Tail?

Zheng Qing was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look back.

He thought that the fat man was saying that someone was following, but after turning around, he realized that the fat man was talking about the real tail. A long, thick tail covered with black soft hair, as if aware of Zheng Qing's thoughts, poked out from under his robe and volleyed a few times.

It's like a little hand that greets you.

Zheng Qing leaned back in fright, and almost fell on the beach.

The black tail dangled in the air, trying to help the wizard keep his balance, which made Zheng Qing feel an indescribable sense of absurdity.

"So, it's a fallacy that you just taught me to control myself. The fat man took out a knife out of nowhere, cut open the belly of the roasted camel, reached out and touched it for a long time, and finally found a roasted quail, brought it to his mouth and bit it indiscriminately, shook his head, and commented:

"You can't even control what you look like, and you still want to hide your thoughts, isn't it ridiculous in the world...... The consequence of trying to block out your thoughts is that wherever you go, you'll be followed by a fog. ”

Zheng Qing ignored the fat man's ridicule, and quickly took out a mirror from the gray cloth bag.

I took a picture.

Fortunately, fortunately, although his face was a little pale, now he still had his own face, and he didn't stare at a cat face and run around. The young student exhaled softly and looked back.

It's like the fat man just said.

Behind him, in the distance, there were patches of light mist, like the tail of a white robe. Compared with the world that just came, the fog was not thick, but it also smeared the originally clean and refreshing beach with a bit of blur and chaos.

"Gone, gone. The fat man finished nibbling on the last piece of the roasted quail's breast, dropped the bones, stood up with great difficulty, and looked around reluctantly: "...... The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the dream of the joy is appreciated. Gone, gone. ”

With that, he wiped his oily hand casually on Zheng Qing's robe, and rushed towards the edamame with a shout.

The dog meows and runs away.

Zheng Qing looked at the oil stain on his robe, bared his teeth, and just wanted to scold a few foul words, when he saw a mist attached to his robe, which eliminated the oil stain.

It's a dream, and it's a fantasy.

Zheng Qing nodded thoughtfully and followed the footsteps of edamame and the fat man in the distance.

......

......

The water ripples.

distorted the originally illusory face of the dream, and also shattered those white mist.

Mr. Wu's gaze moved away from the clear water in the copper basin and looked at the door of the Sanyou Library.

"That bastard boy ran away to Dream Realm?"

A yellow whirlwind broke through the curtain of the bookstore, blew in front of the bookstore owner's recliner, and came to an abrupt halt: "...... It's just nonsense! Lawless! How dare he be so reckless! A group of first-grade wizards dare to go to the dream realm?! How does the school teach people now!"

The yellow civet blew his beard and glared, and roared in a low voice, the tip of his tail flicking wildly in the air behind him.

Its sound shook the copper basin and buzzed, and the clear water in the copper basin also trembled, making the reflection in the clear water become sparse.

Mr. Wu took off his glasses, put the book he was holding on his lap, rubbed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the tip of the yellow civet's tail. He felt that the cat's tail resembled the tail of a grey dog.

Perhaps the cat and the dog were born in the wrong place?" the old man thought to himself, looking up at the ceiling, once again wondering if there was something beyond the world that would interfere with the functioning of this world.

"The school naturally has the rules of the school. Mr. Wu replied nonchalantly, "As for why that kid went to the dream realm, I can probably guess the reason...... And I've taken him there once before, and he doesn't think there's much danger. ”

"What are you taking him there for?"

"See the falsehood and the truth of this world. ”

"Didn't you tell him how dangerous the world in the mirror is, and that the old things in the depths of the starry sky can't come to this world, but they can reach into the dreamland...... Does he know that?"

"I don't know. The gentleman looked at the flower cat and spread his hands sincerely:

"But if you keep it in a greenhouse, even the roughest grass will be raised...... It's like when you're facing the sun, you're always drowsy. Only when the cold wind blows can the consciousness become clearer. It's not a big deal, it's a little common sense. ”