Chapter 135: Words Don't Speculate
In winter, the sun rises at a lower angle and is lighter in color than in summer and autumn. At the same time and place, the sun in summer and autumn can pierce people's eyes when looking directly, and when looking at the sun in winter, it seems to be separated by a layer of frosted glass, and its outline can be clearly seen, and sometimes, it will even give people an inexplicable 'refreshing' feeling.
Just like now.
It was already noon, Zheng Qing raised his head but couldn't see a complete sun, only a small half of an orange-red ball of light, hanging in the blue-gray sky, gilding half of the sky with a layer of platinum color.
There are many reasons for this - perhaps the Institute of Abnormal Life is located in a deep alley in the eastern part of Beta Town, and the tall courtyard walls on the left and right sides of the alley hide the sun from rising highly;
Of course, there is a reason why he squatted on the ground.
Because at this moment, Jiang Yu was bending over, his head was two feet away from Zheng Qing, poking his head out, wanting to take a closer look at the elves in the paper house - although there are windows on the side of the paper house, they are only half an inch high, which is not suitable for witches to visit, and the roof of the paper house is a 'skylight' that can be opened and closed, not only the angle is excellent, but also the field of vision is very wide - if Zheng Qing is still standing stunned at this time, even if the witch stands on tiptoe, she will not be able to fully observe the situation in the entire paper house.
Therefore, in order to facilitate the witch's visit, Zheng Qing only squatted on the ground obediently and opened the roof of the paper house, revealing the exquisite furnishings inside and the group of lazy elves.
"Are they sleeping? When I just looked through the side window, they seemed to be still playing!" Jiang Yu looked at the situation in the room and said in surprise.
The witch's head was a little close to Zheng Qing, and a wisp of quiet fragrance entered his nose with the cold air, making him feel a little itchy in his heart.
"Ahem. The wizard coughed twice involuntarily, then carefully avoided the witch's fluttering hair and glanced at the paper house in front of him: "Well, they're just more afraid of life...... Pretend to sleep. Look at the little elf against the wall, its wings still hanging on the ground...... You know, when they sleep, they always wrap their wings tightly around themselves. ”
As if to verify his claim, the elf against the wall in the paper house 'hula' whipped up its wings hanging on the ground and wrapped it around her body, wrapped it tightly, and in the process, her eyes were kept tightly closed, as if to tell the peeping eyes around her that she was sleeping, sleeping very peacefully.
The corners of the young publicly-funded student's mouth twitched.
"Hahahaha...... They're so cute!" The witch let out a string of crisp laughs, her shoulders trembled, and she didn't even bother to pull up her shawl when she slipped to the side: "I feel that the elves you raised are also different, and my elves are very rigid and not a little angry." ”
When Dr. Duzem, who was not far away, heard the witch's words, a sudden expression appeared on his face, but then he showed more confusion, and muttered in his mouth, but he actually stood in place, as if he was in a daze.
It's just that the young wizards and wizards who were observing the elves' lives didn't notice the doctor's anomaly, and were still pointing and discussing the furnishings and decorations in the paper house with great interest.
Maybe it was because Jiang Yu's laughter was more affinity, and a few pretending elves secretly opened one eye and cautiously looked at the unfamiliar faces emerging from the roof.
"Well, did you put an insulated charm on the wall? That's so sweet!" said the witch, poking her finger into the room, as if sensing a very different temperature from the outside.
"It's not just the insulation charm, but also the windproof, noise-stopping, calming, calming, and calming the mind, there are a lot of charms...... It's all left over from my usual practice, no trouble, no trouble. The wizard explained, trying to hold his breath, his gaze sliding over the witch's exposed white neck—perhaps because of the tilted head, perhaps because he had just laughed too violently, but in short, the shawl on Jiang Yu's shoulders did not fulfill its mission.
Should he help her pull a shawl and cover her neck again, or should he pretend to turn a blind eye and try to forget this embarrassing moment?
But his struggle didn't last long.
Because Jiang Yu didn't put his hand into the room to touch those sensitive elves. She quickly stood up, pulled her shawl, and pulled them back into their proper position—much to the witch's relief—and the witch did not notice the wizard's embarrassment, but stroked the long hair around her ears, and her face suddenly showed a little seriousness:
"If I'm not mistaken, I remember the potion that the Doctor used to prepare for them with the 'Royal Jelly of Sands' before, and the effect was only three months, right...... That medicine was prepared at the end of September, isn't it almost time now?"
After hearing the witch's question, Zheng Qing's heart suddenly rose a little strange emotion—few wizards could care about the health of these elves, let alone memorize their medical records—but at the same time, the witch's question also reminded him of the hesitation and anxiety of the past few days.
His mood suddenly fell: "Well, according to the original theory, the effect of the medicine is indeed ...... by the end of this month."
Sensing his abnormal tone, Jiang Yu was silent for a moment, took a step forward, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "It doesn't matter, theory and practice are not the same, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, not to mention that we still have a doctor!"
Feeling the softness coming from his shoulder, Zheng Qing tightened and froze in place.
"Although theory and practice are different, theory is the key to guiding the actual situation. Dr. Duzem seemed to have finally come to his senses, and at this opportunity, he interjected on the sidelines: "We must not ignore the conclusions given by the theory and carry out unfettered practice...... Any danger must be kept within the limits of what is theoretically possible! In this way, we can ensure that the results are in line with our expectations and that no new or greater harm will be caused. ”
When Zheng Qing heard this, he nodded again and again, but a strange feeling flashed in his heart.
Dr. Duzem's words, while sounding like they were addressed to him, did not sound like they were just addressed to him.
"Ah, I just remembered that it's almost ten o'clock now, and I'm going back to check on Li Meng's completion of his homework in the morning...... I won't bother you. Jiang Yu also seemed to feel the meaning behind Dr. Duzem's words just now, his face froze, and he didn't discuss the topic too much, but made an excuse, nodded apologetically to a few people, tightened the shawl on his body, turned around and walked outside.