Ma Jiang took his wine glass and toasted with Roach, and then drank it all. Roach weighed his freshly sewn body and took a sip. The wine that the doctor ordered for him actually tasted good, mixed with mint flavor, with a slight bitter taste, but after swallowing, it was refreshing and sweet.

Ma Jiang asked for another glass of wine, but didn't say anything for a while, Luo Qi thought that he wanted to leave time for him to think about it after he said that. This is a common method used by good teachers, heuristic education, but Roach has never been on the road.

He had thought about these things when he was in the clinic, but now if he withdraws, the credits will be gone. And he would always wonder in his heart why this happened to him in the first place. What's more, the trouble of being postponed is also a trouble, and sooner or later it will come to the door again.

He thought about it carefully, Ma Jiang was really not a wicked person, and he was not even a person with a lot of eyes. "Do you really want to know how I teamed up with Du Zheng?"

Ma Jiang's eyes lit up.

Luo Qi picked up the wine glass and took another big sip before he had the courage to go out, "Because of Teacher Liu Li, you remember, it was the head of the department who said that my luck value was particularly high." ”

Ma Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. "So you mean you're a mascot?"

Roach slumped his shoulders and sighed, "Don't mention it." Then he began to take a sip of his wine. He was originally very taboo about his mascot identity, but now it may be because Ma Jiang is a casual person, not as easy as Du Zhengyi to inspire others' inferiority complex.

"Don't care so much." Ma Jiang said, a little more easy-going, "The world revolves around a genius like Du Zhengyi." ”

He picked up his glass and touched it with Roach, sharing his story with Roach. "The year I graduated, half of my graduation project was completed, and one day Pei Shu walked into my laboratory and told me that the topic of my graduation project had been changed, and the new topic was the restoration of Du Zhengyi's dead boy."

Roach laughed.

Ma Jiang continued, "At that time, even if it was unlucky, who knew that this project was not even until graduation, and it was a few years later when I came back to my senses, and Du Zhengyi seemed to be in my hands." ”

At this point, Luo Qi couldn't help but want to ask, could it be that Du Zhengyi was often injured? When I thought of Fang Cai Mahjong, I didn't answer him, and when I asked again, it seemed that I was inquiring. He changed his tone and said, "Doctor, can I ask some questions about your area of expertise?" ”

Ma Jiang said with a grin, "Excuse me." ”

Roach put down his glass and asked seriously, "Can you kill an old mage who is drunk without attracting attention." ”

Ma Jiang looked at him in surprise, and forgot to drink the wine.

"If you don't want to be discovered by the Supreme Council, the safest way is to use human methods to kill people and avoid the residual energy from being detected."

"The human approach? Arsenic? Cyanide? Roach asked, he's a lot of moviegoers.

"That's too obvious." Ma Jiang said, "Human beings are not idiots, the police can see through it at a glance. If I wanted to kill an old alcoholic man, I might choose to inject him with alcohol when he was drunk and unconscious. There isn't much difference between severe drunkenness and alcoholism, and it's easy to kill someone who is already drunk by raising the amount of alcohol in the body. At the end of the autopsy, it was alcoholism, and it was not uncommon for an alcoholic old man to drink himself to death. For a reasonable death, the general forensic doctor will not examine it very closely. In this way, it is possible to escape from both the mage and the human. ”

Roach didn't speak for a while, and the marquee in the corner of the desk kept spinning, casting a mottled shadow on his hand. The palace lamp overhead shook the fire of the old times beside the pillars, and the dragon in the caisson breathed in the deep and shallow light and shadow. The girls on the throne were already half drunk, and they leaned together and chatted, much quieter. The fools who fought the sword were drunk and fell on the pedestal of the throne like corpses, as if they were restoring the palace change of what year.

Roach drank the wine from his glass, and became melancholy, and for a moment he seemed to see the decaying courtyard, where the old mage, who had been old for a long time, sat in his study two eras ago, and looked out with a gloomy gaze. He lost his treasures, and he could see only the souls of the dead in his eyes, and he could not see the desires of the living. He drank heavily all day long, until one day the Grim Reaper of the New Age took a syringe and shook it into his yard with a light step.

"So, is there a way to kill a person and make her look like she died of a heart attack?" Roach asked, turning his head.

Ma Jiang smiled, "That's a lot of ways, kid." ”

"I think so." "That must be as easy as a gas explosion." ”

Ma Jiang didn't know the meaning of his words, so he beckoned him and Luo Qi to ask for a glass of wine each. This time his wine was an honest amber color, with a large ice hockey ball frozen in it.

"I don't know what you mean by asking me this," Ma Jiang added after taking a sip of his wine, "I don't want to know either." ”

Roach looked at him.

"But I guess I'd give you another doctor's order. Do you need me to write it down on paper? Forget it, I didn't know the words I wrote the next day. He put down his wine glass, turned his body around, and almost solemnly faced Roach, announcing his doctor's order, "Listen, wait until tomorrow, your body will basically return to normal, and then you can go back to school and tell Liu Li that you don't want that credit, let her keep it for herself." ”

"Do you mean that I should threaten Liu Li to give me more credits so that I can work?" "I didn't think I could bargain about this. ”

Ma Jiang stared at Luo Qi drunkenly, "Okay, young man, are you very bold?" ”

Roach snorted, enduring the drunk's slapping and slapping at him. Ma Jiang's shoulder approached him, and he whispered, "Let me make an analogy, seeing that you must also play games like this, so you must be able to see that Du Zhengyi is a professional player, he is destined to compete, you are an amateur player, and you can't be mixed in." Of course, I have said all this, and these words are all from the advice of a kind doctor to you, and it is up to you whether you follow the doctor's advice or not. ”

"What do you say?" Rocky humbly asks for advice.

"That's what I thought." Ma Jiang said, "There are very few coincidences and accidents in this world, for example, because of your high luck value, you were selected so coincidentally, for example, the psychic beast accidentally lost control in Du Zhengyi's hands sooner rather than later...... Is it possible? ”

He shook his head to himself and drained half of his glass. "Since these things have happened, there must be a reason, but we can't see through this truth for a while. I don't suspect that you have a problem per se, what I suspect is that someone is making a fuss about you. Some people think that you are a pawn, and if you ignore them and don't enter this game, won't it be over? ”

Luo Qi hesitated for a moment and said, "Even if I don't enter the game, Du Zhengyi will always be inside, what should he do?" ”

Ma Jiang raised his eyes and looked at Luo Qi carefully, "You kid, you are really quite real." ”

At this moment, the frog on Rocky's chest suddenly vibrated and startled himself, and Ma Jiang looked at him teasingly. Roach showed a sudden realization and took out his mobile phone from the shirt pocket behind the frog, it seemed that he was not used to the mobile phone and forgot to carry it. Ma Jiang turned his gaze away and went to find a beautiful woman who could treat his eyes, Luo Qi was a half-fool, he really didn't have eyes.

Luo Qi looked down at his phone, his first reaction was Du Zhengyi, and later remembered that Du Zhengyi didn't have a mobile phone at all. It was Guan Xinyue who sent him WeChat, asking him how the situation was going and why he hadn't replied for so long.

Guan Xinyue sent him several WeChat messages, but he was in a coma at that time, so he didn't know at all. He replied that he was embarrassed not to look at WeChat, Guan Xinyue asked him if he was an old man who couldn't read WeChat, and he replied to Guan Xinyue's series of spitting rabbit expressions.

The music in the tavern gradually became quieter, and it was about the second half, and the music was filled with the addition of somber old drums. A woman sings lazily with a modern tough voice, along with the drums. She was a small young woman, dressed in a Manchu-style waistcoat and narrow sleeves, but underneath the wide-legged trousers, which had recently become popular in human society. In fact, looking at her top is also modern clothes, tonight's nostalgic feast seems to be completely over.

Ma Jiang changed several kinds of wine to drink, and it seemed that he didn't care what the theme of the fight here was, even if it was a toast to Women's Day, it didn't matter to him. For him, a tavern is a tavern, nothing can dominate, wine is the eternal theme.

It was at this time that a thin middle-aged man sat beside them.

When Roach looked up from his phone and saw him, he was already seated. Saying that he was middle-aged, Rocky could not accurately guess his age, he may be around sixty years old, or he may be over a hundred years old. He looked neat, spirited, and extremely trimmed, like a narcissistic successful man. But his eyes were gentle and humble, and he had a rather flattering smile on his lips. He sat next to the casual Ma Jiang, like a loyal and alert shepherd dog who spontaneously came to find an orange cat to be his companion.

"Even tradition is being consumed, and we're really becoming more and more human, aren't we?" This was his first sentence, which he said to Ma Jiang. His voice has a kind of subdued tone from the good old days, his demeanor is gentle, the corners of his eyes flashed with a hint of humor, and he appreciates Ma Jiang, a junior.

Luo Qi didn't know how the drunken and unkempt Ma Jiang was seen by this person at a glance, and even Ma Jiang himself felt flattered and looked a little confused. Ma Jiang turned half over, "I haven't seen you before, it's the first time I've come?" Their Jinbo wine is definitely worth recommending, and the taste has not changed for 800 years. ”

800 years ...... Luo Qi silently calculated, if Ma Jiang didn't fart, it was the wine of the Song Dynasty.

The stranger accepted his suggestion with kindness, and the shopkeeper brought out the fine wine in the Junyao wine cup, which seemed to confirm Ma Jiang's words. The stranger also seemed to have extraordinary taste, he first admired the porcelain containing the wine for a while, showed a satisfied smile, and then slowly tasted the wine, "Good wine." ”

How can you use such a Wen Zou Zou to evaluate? It's like this man is living in the wrong time. Roach took a hard sip of the juice and milk he had mixed with it, and made a screeching sound with the straw to express his disapproval.

The stranger ignored him, and he began to talk to Ma Jiang about the interesting things of his travels, which he had just finished working on in the upper valley of the Xilamulun River. As far as Roach knows, it may not be far from the Red Mountain Cultural Site, and the ancestors of the mages may have settled there for some time.

Roach quietly looked at the stranger, he had no signs of sun exposure, and he was not like he had lived in the ice and snow for a long time, even his nails were round and neat, and the skin on his hands was even softer, and he was maintained like a woman's hands. His robes were neat and elegant, all the corners of his clothes were well observed, and he was dressed in the clothes of the most orthodox mages, and his collar was meticulously pressed. Clothes are expensive, and they seem to be made by mages, and there are fewer and fewer mages who are willing to spend so many credits to wear such clothes.

Strangers are very good at talking, and when he begins to speak, he seems very flat, but this calmness can always lead people into the snare he weaves with words, and when he throws out the burden of words, Ma Jiang has already laughed and burst into tears. The speaker himself only smiled faintly, as if the bombardment of jokes had nothing to do with him.

"Are you a doctor?" After laughing for a while, the stranger suddenly asked Ma Jiang.

"How do you see that?" Ma Jiang asked him with a smile.

The stranger let go of the glass, opened his palm upward, and made a gesture as if to feel balance.

"Can you feel my energy preference?" Ma Jiang's expression became admiring, "It's amazing." Of the people I know, there are only a few people who can do this. ”

Luo Qi seriously suspected that Ma Jiang said several people, including Du Zhengyi.

"I just feel the traces of the magic you use so often." The stranger smiled, "Medical magic that accelerates muscle and bone growth leaves a faint tobacco smell. ”

Roach kind of understood, like he could smell the caramel popcorn left behind by the grand carnival magic, but the stranger's senses were more acute. The grand magic that many people participated in together was of course obvious when the traces were still fresh, like a scar on the door of the brain, and ordinary humans could smell it. But after a few hours of magic performed by Ma Jiang alone, it was not easy to be detected.

Ma Jiang also thought about it, although it was not an active magic measurement, but it was still remarkable, and he extended his thumb to the stranger.

"Just had a major surgery, right?" The stranger casually asked, "Need alcohol to balance out the heavy power?" ”

Now Luo Qi was a little embarrassed, he originally thought that Ma Jiang was a drunkard with no score, but now he remembered that he must have spent a lot of energy on Ma Jiang in order to treat him. Engrossed in using a large dose of a single magic for a long time is hard for the mage, dizzy, and energetic but unable to think. Alcohol happens to be a way to speed up a mage's return to balance, so many senior mages are somewhat heavy in their old age.

Rocky was ashamed that his own barren energy reserves were simply not enough to overload, so he forgot about this stubble and looked a little ungrateful.