It's about seven o'clock on a Saturday afternoon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For many of the entertainment venues around First University, this is the prime time of the week.

After five busy days, the students had been well rested on Saturday morning, and they were full of energy and money, and they urgently needed a proper place to release the hormones accumulated in their young bodies.

As a result, the bar has become a popular place for many people to hang out.

There are green bees, demon blood wine, fog wine, all kinds of desserts and fruits, and young and lovely student girls from the four colleges. If you are confident in your charm, the owner of the bar will not prevent a beautiful encounter from happening.

As one of the best bars on Betatown's pedestrian street, the wandering bar is always crowded and lively during this time.

Several senior students skillfully pushed open the door of the wandering bar, and stuffed the admission ticket in their hands into the mouth of the big frog squatting at the door.

The frog guarding the door puffed out his mouth, chewed a few bites of the admission ticket, spit out a few hand cards, and held out his long tongue to hand them to several guests.

"I've always found the way the Wandering Bar is admitted a bit disgusting. Arthur Ness had a handkerchief in his hand and took the silver-white card with some disgust: "I don't know why anyone likes it here!"

The frog's lips quirmed, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the young men with bad intentions.

"Maybe because there are more people here, everyone likes it. Sima Yi didn't care about taking off his license plate from the sticky tongue, put it on his wrist, and said to the big frog gently: "Don't mind, they are just pure alpha." ”

The frog withdrew its tongue and made a cooing sound in its throat.

"I happened to bring some big willow fruit flies, you might like it. Sima Yi smiled and took out a glass jar from his pocket and placed it on the stone platform next to the frog.

In the jar, a swarm of black-pressed flies fluttered their wings, flapped their tender green bellies, and blew their horns hoarsely.

The corners of the frog's broad mouth curled upward, and he nodded reservedly, signaling for a few young men to go in.

Arthur Ness looked at Sima Yi's series of actions mockingly, with a disdainful expression on his face.

"I should write you a letter of recommendation. Mr. Ness said in an almost sarcastic tone, "Perhaps Sir Friedman would have liked your meticulous style." ”

"Appreciated. Sima Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets, and a lazy expression appeared on his face.

"What are we doing here today?" said Gen Kitano, who had been following the two of them, in a hurried tone, "I thought it would be more appropriate for us to stay in a library or something like that recently." ”

"If you didn't stay in the library every day, don't go to the library every day. Sima Yi opened the curtain in front of him and explained slowly: "We haven't done anything wrong, and we don't need to feel guilty. ”

Arthur Ness nodded thoughtfully.

"But, why is it so quiet here today?" Kitanogen followed the two of them, walked through the curtain, turned into the hall of the wandering bar, and said in surprise: "What about the music and lights?

Under normal circumstances, the hall would be bustling with people, with lights flickering overhead and screeching noises. When guests enter the door, elves will float up to them and hand them delicious drinks and delicacies.

But now, none of that.

Candles roaming the ceiling all converge deep into the hall, plunging the rest of the bar into deep darkness.

The guests who should be noisy and crazy even held their breath and gathered quietly in the light, seemingly without a trace of dissatisfaction and restlessness.

"Originally, it was just because there were some interesting people here, and I wanted you to meet them. Sima Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at the only light in the depths of the hall, and said with interest: "But obviously, we have encountered something more interesting. ”

"Seems to be a witch?" Arthur Ness sniffled, a puzzled expression.

He smelled a strange scent of déjà vu.

"Just check it out. ”

A few people came to the crowd and saw that the front row was full of freshmen, so they unceremoniously squeezed in.

After the newcomers who were squeezed out of the way turned around and saw the signs pinned to the chests of these old students, they closed their mouths and took a few steps back.

Within the crowd, it was divided into two open spaces.

There was a dark-haired girl kneeling in a clearing.

At this moment, she was bowing her head, her hands stained with an unknown red liquid, and she sketched a complex pattern on the smooth floor. At her feet were scattered jade plates and bamboo slips.

It could be seen that she was arranging the formation.

The girl's loose hair obscured her face, and several of the Alpha students didn't know who she was.

But in another clearing, the figure standing in front of the table impressed Arthur and Kitanogen deeply.

"Zheng Qing. The corners of Arthur Ness's mouth twitched, and the name burst out between his teeth.

"Oh, is he Zheng Qing?" Sima Yi looked at the flat-looking boy in front of the desk with interest, and turned his head to look at a girl watching next to him: "Excuse me, can you tell me what's going on here?"

was accosted by a sophomore student, especially this old student who still has a handsome face. The girl who was questioned immediately blushed.

But this did not prevent her from explaining in detail to several old students the accident that happened in the bar not long ago.

Descent, drawing talismans, breaking fingers and sealing spirits.

The story is very simple, yet it seems twisty and bizarre.

Sima Yi was very interested in probing these things in detail, which sounded ordinary, but there were some incredibles, and then turned his head to look at a few companions.

"Maybe we can go back. He said in an extremely relaxed tone.

Mr. Ness didn't speak, he lit the candle and looked carefully at the little witch lying on the bar.

"Is that little girl the spirit witch who almost broke the ring?" he muttered, with a hint of interest on his face: "In other words, Zheng Qing is biting a bunch of fingers to save her?"

Sima Yi didn't speak, he vaguely sensed Arthur Ness's intentions.

He felt the need to interrupt Mr. Ness's unrealistic thoughts.

It seems that this little girl has a good relationship with Zheng Qing. Arthur Ness glanced at Sima Yi and licked his dry lips: "Maybe I should find a few friends to complain to the Umno League Committee about this kind of behavior that is almost forbidden." ”

"It's close to breaking the ban, that is, it's not breaking the ban yet. Sima Yi turned his head, looked at Arthur's pale, oily face, and couldn't help but sigh, "Don't make a mess." If you take a closer look at the girl who is outlining the formation, you should be able to guess her identity from the forbidden step she wears around her waist. Do you think those friends of yours are going to trouble the Jiang family?"

Arthur Ness opened his mouth, but finally closed reluctantly.