Later that day, Zheng Qing did not go to D&K to meet with his companions as promised, but flew a paper crane and told everyone that he had something to do temporarily and wanted to analyze some talismans for the Qingqiu Mansion.

As for the accommodation, Qingqiu Mansion has already helped arrange it, and you can go back when you are done.

Zheng Qing was vague about where he lived, what talismans he analyzed, and when he would be busy—on the contrary, in the letter, he hinted that he did not live in the mansion.

He could have predicted that if he honestly told the others that he would live in the Qingqiu Mansion for the next two weeks, he would probably be unsafe for the rest of the semester.

Early the next morning, before it was light, Zheng Qing rushed to Feiyuan in the dark.

The Flying Garden is where the students do their morning classes.

Zheng Qing's idea was simple.

In the morning, there will be no one else except for those who will do morning classes. In Zheng Qing's impression, in the Sin Hunting Team, the members who go to Feiyuan every day, apart from him, only Xiao Xiao is the only one.

Most of the time, Xiao Xiao is very calm.

This ensured that he would not yell after seeing Zheng Qing, and the whole world would know about Zheng Qing's relationship with the Qingqiu Mansion. Then Zheng Qing can find out from Xiao Xiao's mouth what they talked about in the meeting yesterday, how much he knows about Zheng Qing and Su Shijun, and whether there is clear evidence.

The plan is perfect, but the reality is brutal – life loves nothing more than to hit you off guard on something you're sure of.

When Zheng Qing rushed to Feiyuan and came to the big tree that usually did morning classes, he didn't see Xiao Xiao or the old turtle that Xiao Xiao raised.

Standing under the tree are Xin Fatzi, Dylan, and Zhang Jixin.

None of them have the habit of doing morning classes.

Zheng Qing glanced at it, turned his head and walked towards the outside of Feiyuan.

Just kidding, there are places to do morning classes everywhere, but there is only one small life. Those guys are not good at a glance, and if they don't slip away as soon as possible, will they still be beaten?

It's a pity that his choice came a little later.

He turned his head and walked less than two steps, and in a flash, a figure flashed in front of him.

It's Dylan.

As a moonborn creature with vampire blood, Dylan retains the Bloodline's keen senses and quick movements. Zheng Qing had no doubt that as soon as he stepped foot in Feiyuan, Mr. Vampire Werewolf had already discovered his traces.

"Wow, long time no see!" The wizard looked surprised and waved at Dylan, "You slept late today!"

On weekdays, Dylan has the opposite schedule to everyone else. At this time of the day, it was time for him to go back to the dormitory and prepare to drill the coffin.

"I'll go back to sleep when I see you. Mr. Vampire replied in a muffled voice with drooping eyelids, his tone unkind.

Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose and cautiously glanced back.

Fat Xin and Elder Zhang were walking towards him according to the standard outflanking route during the hunt, unhurried, folding their fingers, with a malicious smile on their faces.

"Yo, good morning!" said the young student with a smile on his face, waving his hand from side to side, and greeting his companions: "Everyone is here...... When are you going to start your morning class?"

As he spoke, the fat man and the elder had already come to his diagonal back, but they did not answer his question.

Zheng Qing felt a little flustered.

"Did you see Poseidon?" he forcibly changed the subject: "That guy doesn't know where to go...... I have long told it not to run around during morning exercise, don't run around, and just don't listen...... No, I'll have to look for it, it would be bad if I was picked up by some big unbred dog. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Qing planned to pass through the gap between the three of them and sneak out.

But a thick arm reached out from behind, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him in place.

"Why did you go last night?" Zhang Jixin asked in a rough voice behind him.

Zheng Qing sighed in his heart.

"I went to Qingqiu Mansion to help. He turned around and replied honestly - everyone knows about this matter, and if you hide it any more, it will seem inappropriate.

"What is there to do, is there anything we can do to help?" Dylan's eyes lit up, his originally drooping eyelids suddenly lifted, and his tone became much more eager.

Zheng Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, and carefully replied eight words: "Analytical Fu Gong...... Pact of Silence. ”

It was an excuse he had pondered all night.

If you don't come up with some specific work, you will definitely not be able to plug the brains of these guys. If you lie too much, it is inevitable that there will be inconsistencies between one and the other.

Therefore, Zheng Qing's best strategy is to only say a little bit of 'facts', and then use the all-purpose plaster of 'silent contract' to fill the remaining loopholes, so as to avoid the trouble of follow-up explanations.

Anyway, these guys from the Sin Hunting Team had also dealt with the Qingqiu Mansion before, and had signed a silent contract that was not harsh, but had detailed terms, and they would definitely accept Zheng Qing's words.

Sure enough, hearing Zheng Qing's answer, Dylan's expression was suddenly much disappointed, but he didn't ask anything more.

The young public student quietly breathed a sigh of relief—and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Fat Xin immediately asked a third question: "Where did you stay last night?"

This is another important proposition.

"The place arranged by Qingqiu Mansion ...... Pact of Silence. Zheng Qinggan laughed twice and replied dryly.

That's not a bad thing.

The place where Zheng Qing lives now is indeed arranged by the Qingqiu Mansion, but the charm of language is also here. He didn't explicitly admit that he lived in the Qingqiu Mansion, so that meant that he might just be living outside of the Qingqiu Mansion right now, rented or provided by the Mansion somewhere.

This is very common.

The wizarding organization outside the school invites students from First University to help out and do some delicate magical work all year round. And this kind of work will not only stuff a rich red envelope, but also often include food and lodging - the package here is that those wizarding organizations rent hotels or homestays outside the school to arrange for students to live temporarily.

Zheng Qing hopes that everyone will think in this direction.

"Silent Pact! Silent Pact! When I become Justice Dan Hag, my first order will be to abolish the right of private individuals to sign a silent pact!" Xin Fat Man said scoldingly, completely ignoring the strange eyes around him.

"Hehe, I didn't hear that you still have the dream of becoming a justice. Zheng Qinggan laughed, and then immediately regained the initiative of the topic: "Where's the doctor, why didn't I see him come to the morning class today?"

"He said there was something to do, and he had to prepare...... Let's wait for him here. Without getting the answer he wanted from Zheng Qing, the fat man looked sullen, and his tone of voice was much more decadent.

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