"For example, Zheng Qing, can you see something from him?"

The gypsy witch turned her head and looked at the Nan brothers and sisters with a smile: "If you can't see anything, it's hard to convince the rest of the team." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Adam next to her.

The young wizard of House O'Brien looked at everything with a smile, and did not say anything in agreement, but he did not say anything to stop it.

Zheng Qing tugged at Yelena's sleeve uneasily.

Although he has not been enrolled for a long time, he has read some books on divination, taken a few classes with Professor Yi, and knows principles such as 'prophecy is risky, divination needs to be cautious'.

Nankai obviously had such concerns, and immediately shook his head in a rattle, trying to refuse the Gypsy Witch's agitation.

However, unexpectedly, Nanjian showed a sudden realization expression at this moment.

"I see. She muttered, pulled a note from her pocket, and looked down steadily.

The pure white mink seemed to feel that his master's arm was a little unstable, so he simply propped himself up on his two hind legs, and climbed up the witch's arm, hanging on the witch's shoulder like a blanket.

"What?" Elena blinked, obviously not understanding the meaning of Nan Jian's words - in fact, everyone present didn't understand what Nan Jian just said, even Nan Kai was at a loss.

"Those who have left are about to return, and the slumber is beginning to awaken, and red fills the world, and there is silence between heaven and earth. Nanjian read these four sentences as if singing.

It sounds like the monks chanting, but the words are not very elegant, like a few words left by a lame poet on the paper.

"What does this mean? You've never done this before...... Nankai was the first to ask as he couldn't contain his curiosity.

"He gave it to me when I met Professor Yi this morning," Nanjian shook the note in his hand, carefully hugged the white sable back into his arms, and said slowly: "The professor said, if someone asks you for divination today, just read the note to him...... You know, although I learned divination well, few people in the school specifically asked me for fortune telling, and everyone trusted those part-time teaching assistants in the club, or retired old professors. ”

Zheng Qing nodded approvingly.

As Nan Jian said, if he had any problems and wanted to consult with a fortune teller, he would definitely go to someone more authoritative, rather than someone who 'seemed to be very inexperienced'.

"So, this is actually a divination that Professor Yi did for Zheng Qing, not you?" Elena concluded.

"If Zheng Qing doesn't mind, I'm more than willing to give it a try. Nanjian scratched the sable's round ears and looked at Zheng Qing with a very interested expression on his face: "Normally, I can hear many noisy echoes in others, according to Professor Yi, it is the cry of fate...... But in you, all I can hear is silence. ”

Perhaps worried that everyone did not have a clear understanding of her statement, Nanjian emphasized another sentence: "The silence of the dead silence." ”

This time, there was a dead silence all around.

Everyone's restless eyes swirled between the female soothsayer and the male public scholarship student. Nankai rubbed his hands awkwardly, as if he wanted to stop his cousin from continuing this reckless speech, but he didn't know how to stop it, so he was anxious.

Yelena folded her arms thoughtfully, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the end, it was the leader of these hunters and an acquaintance of Zheng Qing - Matthew Cullen, who finally broke the silence.

"Hmm, looks like we have one more guest?" Matthew walked over from outside the crowd and greeted his teammates briskly, his eyes deliberately swept over the public scholarship students standing next to him, and fell on Yelena: "I just got you some drinks...... Why do you feel a little weird when you come back?"

Zheng Qing turned his head sideways and saw a few elves following beside Cullen. They carried heavy silver trays of twisted silk piled high with various snacks and a few drinks of various colors.

"Because Nan Jian just said something terrible," Nan Kai shook his head again and again: "Don't force me to recall what happened just now......

As he spoke, the wizard grabbed a slender wine glass from the tray, held it up, and shook it.

"Whew!" he added, looking at the swaying golden viscous liquor in his glass, in a surprised tone, "This is amber? I never knew that the school prom would offer such high-end goods!"

Matthew didn't care about Nankai's exaggerated statement just now, or rather, he subconsciously thought that it was Nankai's habitual exaggeration. Relatively speaking, he wants to share with his teammates what he brought back.

"Amber light will certainly not be provided at the prom, and with the funds of the student council, it is unknown whether it will be able to provide enough green bees. The young wizard of the Karen family smiled quite self-containedly: "I took these amber lights from my cousin, although they are relatively young - this is 99 years old - but they are Dunhuang puree, they have not been prepared in any way, and the taste is very mellow. ”

"That said, you must be the first in the Cullen family to hold amber light with a tulip cup. Adam O'Brien also took a wine glass, shook it slightly, and smiled: "But this is a very interesting innovation, and it is easier to distinguish the subtle smell in the drink...... At the very least, I won't confuse the vanilla with the cattail. ”

"I don't blame me for this kind of thing. Matthew shrugged helplessly: "When I went, the Burgundy and Bordeaux cups in the lounge were all taken away...... Although the tulips are not solemn, they are at least elegant in appearance...... Do you want to use that kind of cocktail glass?"

"The cocktail glass is not bad, either!" Nankai licked his tongue and added with interest, "I can try to mix the green bee with the amber light and see what the consequences are...... Well, maybe you can throw a piece of tobacco candy inside. ”

"Tyrannical creatures. Adam shook his head, grunted, and took a sip of the contents of the cup.

Zheng Qing listened to several wizards discussing the pairings and differences between different wine glasses and different drinks with great interest, and almost fell asleep.

Is there a more boring topic than that?

Such a lively ball has been turned into a boring social place under the guidance of these little masters.

"Let's go dance!" the rich aroma of the gypsy witch came from behind Zheng Qing.

Elena stood behind him, leaned into the wizard's ear, and whispered, "Are you going to listen to such a boring topic here for a night?"

Zheng Qing suddenly shook his spirits.