After a few gestures of kindness, Seprano departed with his men.

As soon as his front foot disappeared around the bend of the street, Xiao Xiao's back foot quietly appeared beside Zheng Qing, bluffing the young public-funded student.

"Why are you so fast?" Zheng Qing looked at the Book of Law in Xiao Xiao's arms and said in surprise, "I thought you would stay in that store for a while." ”

"Buying a book is not picking a wife, so why are you so careful?" Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and replied slowly: "Enter the bookstore, see the book, take it, and pay for it...... It's not a very complicated thing in the first place. Also, it's not that I'm short-term, it's that you've been talking to Seprano for a bit longer. I never knew you two had so much to say. ”

Zheng Qing sighed heavily.

Then he briefly repeated to the doctor what Seprano had said, and at the end, he concluded: "What do you think he wants to do?

He is not afraid to speculate on the other party with the greatest malice.

Unlike him, Xiao Xiao's views are more objective and fair.

"Maybe he's really showing kindness. The doctor lifted the book in his arms upwards and said thoughtfully, "Removing the contradiction between Jiuyou and Alpha, there is no fundamental conflict of interest between the two of you...... Coupled with the fact that the school is now under curfew and the blood friend association is about to change again, objectively speaking, it is beneficial for everyone to have one less trouble. ”

"So what do you mean, we can go around the mud pond and check it out?"

"Why don't you go, it's the heart of the academy, and you have a whole hunting party at your disposal, so even if Seprano wants to play a small trick, it's not so easy. ”

As they spoke, the two of them had already turned two corners along the small street of Quankelai City.

Then Zheng Qing saw a familiar figure not far away.

It was his professor in the fish-man language class, Mr. Garcia.

Thinking that the invitation letter to enter the spring was still given by this old gentleman, Zheng Qing felt that he needed to step forward to say hello, so he walked forward with Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes, and finally stopped analyzing the topic of Seprano.

Professor Garcia is haggling with a Nymph for some dried seahorses.

The Nymphs are water spirits who live in the far north, and they have a voice no less beautiful than a merman, a voice not inferior to that of a siren, and a pair of beautiful transparent wings like dragonflies.

It is said that in the sun, their wings will shine with colorful light.

It's just that it's underwater now, and there are only green eyes of werewolves around except for glowing pearls and octopuses. Zheng Qing regretted that he couldn't see the beautiful wings of the Nymphs.

At last year's school hunt, the school invited some Nymph dancers. But because of the distance, Zheng Qing could see a group of figures dancing in mid-air, and could not see more details.

The Nymph in front of Professor Garcia had a pair of beautiful big eyes, long eyelashes, and white and shiny skin, almost transparent. The whole body is wrapped in a layer of fine yarn, the magic patterns on it are compact, and the magic halo is circulating, making people dizzy to look at.

"Welcome...... Guests are welcome. She greeted the two young wizards in a hoarse and beautiful voice, "What do you need?" There are North Sea pearl powder, dried seahorses, stone cassia from Penglai, cuttlefish bone sea clams, and fresh oysters. ”

A string of words came out of her mouth like a song, elegant and vulgar.

Out of the corner of Zheng Qing's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the Doctor having pulled out his notebook and quill, as if he was planning to record the 'score' that the Nymph had used to greet the guests just now.

But he didn't have time to remind the doctor of politeness.

Because Professor Garcia has noticed the young state-funded students.

"Classmate Zheng Qing?!" the old fishman waved his hand happily and beckoned, "I just thought about where you would be in the polder market." ”

"Do you have something to do with me?" Zheng Qing immediately understood the meaning of the professor's words.

"No hurry, no hurry. The old fishman waved his hand and skipped the topic: "We'll talk about that later...... Let me finish the deal in front of me first...... How about five silver horns and three coppers each? I didn't buy them for my own use, they were all for my juniors. ”

The last sentence seems a bit deliberate.

Zheng Qing recalled the effect of dried seahorses, silently lowered his eyelids, and pretended not to notice this. The proprietor of the Nymph smiled and agreed to the old fishman's request, and Professor Garcia seemed to be encouraged, and said endlessly:

“...... One generation is not as good as the next, really...... This is indeed a sad reality. ”

"If you had told me a hundred years ago that the fish-man cubs of Linzhong Lake liked to wear hooks on their fins and grease the scales on their faces, I would have laughed at you for adding too much kava root to your noon soup, or for planting too many mandala flowers in your garden. ”

"Young Nymphs have their own trends, too. The shopkeeper replied mildly, "We live in our time, and they live in their time." The world is big enough for many different eras to coexist. ”

"Having said that, isn't that how the contradiction comes?" Professor Garcia sighed heavily: "It's like someone once said that once people stop calling each other 'sir' or 'madam' when they meet, bad things will follow...... And now, when the little cubs in the lake see the old man, they no longer have the respect they used to have. ”

Professors can always discuss a very small matter to a very advanced level.

Zheng Qing's originally slightly ridiculous mentality, in the chat between Professor Garcia and the owner of the Nymph, he gradually became solemn, thinking seriously about their every word.

There can be a generation gap between different eras, and the same can be said between different cultures. It's just that one is a longitudinal observation and the other is a horizontal comparison. Therefore, the conflict between the young and the old is essentially the same as the conflict between the nine and the alpha.

Until I left the shop.

Professor Garcia turned the subject to what he wanted to say when he greeted Zheng Qing earlier.

"Last week, you asked me to help you inquire if you have seen a black goat in the lake recently?" the old fishman spoke as gently as ever, making people anxious: "I went back and asked." ”

It didn't mention it, and Zheng Qing almost forgot about it.

Last week was no less than last week, the upheaval of the club federation, the teachings of the gentleman, and the two dark wizards who sold tricks last weekend, everything was so bad.

So much so that it wasn't until the professor of the lingua franca of the fishman mentioned the black goat that Zheng Qing immediately woke up and realized that he had not communicated with Lin Guo about finding the sheep in the past two days. This made his heart suddenly full of guilt, and he just wanted to leave the polder city as soon as possible and go to chat with Lin Guo.

He didn't expect to really get any useful clues from the old fish-man - in the past week, the Knights of Sins had exhausted all methods, including the Gini Hut, the Qingqiu Guild, and even the Student Union, the Astronomy 08-1 class, the patrol team, and all other channels, but they had not found any trace of the big black sheep.

Zheng Qing no longer had much hope.

But reality always likes to give a person hope when he is desperate, just like the line chart, when you smash all the moving averages and fall all the way to the lowest point, you will always rebound, as if only by finding a support point can life continue.

“...... There is a turtle by the lake that said that some time ago, I saw a cat fighting with a black goat, and there were many people on the lake at that time, and it was annoying, so I didn't pay attention to where the black sheep ended up......"