Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Leaves of the Misty Wood

"I don't know. ”

Regarding Zhu Si's criticism, Zheng Qing shook his head honestly.

It is true that Sir did not say that in the mirror the world cannot be broken. The young student didn't feel how dangerous it was to break the mirror just now.

At best, it's just a bit of a hassle.

"The ignorant are fearless. The little witch commented sharply: "This is the result of the lack of formal wizard family education...... Even if you go to the first university, there will always be some flaws in general knowledge. ”

That sounds a bit of an 'alpha' meaning.

Zheng Qing shook his head slightly, trying to turn the topic back to what the two had talked about before: "You just said that you would come in for two or three months?...... Do you remember how many years it was when you came in?"

This should be a simple question.

Zhu Si also thinks so.

"Do you need to say that?" said the little witch, her face full of disdain, and she opened her mouth to tell the wizard the answer. But when she opened her mouth, there was a clear hint of confusion and confusion on her face, and her mouth was like a goldfish in a dry rut.

Open, close.

Open and close again.

After a few moments, the little witch replied stiffly, "You still have to ask me such a simple question, are you really stupid?" ”

"So, you don't remember, do you. The wizard confirmed.

The little witch replied with silence.

At this point, Zheng Qing determined that the timeline of the mirror world should be in chaos. However, whether it is 'one day in the mirror for one year in the world' or 'one day in the world in the mirror', or other circumstances, there are too few clues at present, and it is not clear.

This loss of control over the status quo has made the young public-funded students a little anxious. And at this moment, in the depths of the maze in the mirror, there was a faint burst of familiar, silver bell-like laughter.

Zheng Qinghu glanced at Zhu Si suspiciously.

"It's annoying. The little witch must have heard the laughter too, and immediately covered her ears and lamented.

"That laughter ......" Zheng Qing hesitated a littleβ€”he had always thought that those laughter had been made by Zhu Si to get his attention before. But now it seems a little more complicated.

"Oh, I used to laugh. The girl waved her hand disapprovingly and muttered, "The mirror can preserve those ethereal memories." You can't get rid of it for the rest of your life...... It sounds good, but it's actually terrible, like an eternal curse...... So don't casually show your feelings in the mirror...... It's going to be used by the goblins in those mirrors. ”

The tone is full of the vicissitudes of 'coming over'.

It sounds tough.

"Are those laughter there all the time?" Zheng Qing asked sympathetically.

"Not really. Zhu Si reached out and pulled the red rope around his neck, on which hung a dry leaf: "When it is still effective, I can't hear the ...... of those sounds"

Speaking of this, she couldn't hide the sad expression on her face: "...... But after staying here for a long time, the leaves slowly dried up, and those annoying sounds kept appearing, and they kept coming. ”

Zheng Qing stared at the leaf, feeling a little familiar.

The shape of the leaves resembles mulberry leaves, emerald color, serrated edges, black veins on the leaves, and some dry downy can be faintly seen.

"It's ...... Leaves of the Misty Wood?" the wizard asked, after a moment's pause.

The little witch carefully tucked the dry leaf back into her collar and looked up proudly: "I am the only one in the whole school...... It protects you from getting lost in the mirror!"

Zheng Qing couldn't bear to hit the pride of the little witch.

But it's not hard to understand.

Because the Misty Tree is a magical plant that grows in harsh environments, there was no way to grow it on Phuket Island half a century ago, so in those days, every leaf of the Misty Wood was precious.

But now, with the improvement of magic cultivation technology, this perennial red glow can be seen in many parts of the wizarding world, and this magical plant has a wide range of uses - after Li Meng fainted in the Baicao Garden last semester, Professor Li Qihuang used the leaves of the Misty Wood to make a medicinal juice to help her relieve her nightmare.

The most famous effect of the misty leaf is not to relieve the stun, but to 'wear it without confusion', which means that after wearing it directly on the body, it can make people get rid of confusion, and it is an excellent talisman for defending against illusions and puzzles.

"If you're talking about the leaves of the Misty Wood...... "The wizard hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and pulled out a paper bag from the gray cloth bag, which was stuffed with stacks of neatly stacked and tightly bound with thin threads.

This is the reward that Xiao Xiao received when he was in Baicao Garden's 'work-study', considering that Li Meng's children have the problem of fainting anytime and anywhere, Zheng Qing asked for some from the doctor and took it with him, just in case.

I didn't expect to find a use here.

Zhu Si gradually opened his mouth wide, with a shocked expression on his face.

"You don't even give it a film!" the little witch was heartbroken, and her tone was full of distress for the 'ruined son' to spoil things: "This rough way of storage, it can't even keep it fresh for a month!"

As he spoke, Zheng Qing's eyes flickered, and the pile of maze leaves in his hand appeared in the little witch's hand.

He didn't see exactly how she had taken it.

"Wow," the wizard took a step back, covering his gray cloth bag, and comforted the little witch a little, "In our time, wizards have found a way to cultivate the Misty Wood on a large scale...... The leaves of the tree are not so precious. Very few people have coated it. ”

The so-called 'coating' is the attachment of a layer of protective magic to the leaves to maintain their freshness and magical potency. There are two common methods: 'Liquid Coating' and 'Rune Coating'.

Zhu Si skillfully pinched his hand and punched strings of golden runes into those misty wood leaves. Soon, a thin and strong 'film' appeared on the surface of the leaves that had been a little wilted, and the leaves of the misty wood, which had lost a lot of vitality after being stored in the paper bag for a long time, regained a misty red glow.

"Whew...... It's going to last a long time!" the little witch sighed, wiped the sweat stains that were not present on her forehead, and happily put away the pile of leaves.

Zheng Qing coughed softly.

The little witch's hand that was stuffing it into her pocket stiffened slightly.

She tilted her head and glanced at the wizard quietly.

"I'll send you out soon, you won't need it. Speaking of this, she seemed to have found some confidence to take away the leaves, and waved her short arm very hard: "These leaves...... Think of it as the cost of getting you on the road!"

That sounds a little weird.

Zheng Qing wasn't sure if the little witch had noticed the ambiguity.

At the same time, the wizard felt a toothache - he didn't mind giving those leaves to Zhu Si. I just think the little witch's slightly 'familiar' and 'passionate' behavior is very interesting.

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