Being bitten by a dog wasn't a big deal in the first place.

But here is the number one university.

There are demons in this world.

Seeing blood is a dangerous thing.

The moment he saw the blurred flesh and blood on his hand, the first picture that came to Zheng Qing's mind was the rampaging boar demon in Damingfang, and then he remembered the restless figures on the hunting ground of last year's school hunting competition, and then those demons who coveted the 'forbidden spell seed'. The young public-funded students sank in their hearts.

Jiang Yu noticed the witch's pale.

"This dog is definitely not a demon," she said categorically, reassuring, "All the methods used to detect demons have been used before, and nothing has happened...... Definitely not a demon. ”

She affirmed her tone and expression, which gave Zheng Qing a lot of comfort.

"It doesn't matter, it looks scarer than I am. Zheng Qing smiled reluctantly.

Indeed, after biting the witch, the meowing dog immediately shrank into a ball, trembling all over, and seemed to be even more frightened than Zheng Qing.

Jiang Yu glanced at the dog, and then turned his attention to Zheng Qing.

"Sit down and give me your hand. She commanded, pulling a large blanket out of her bag, spreading it on the damp grass, and motioning for the boy to sit on it.

Zheng Qing crossed his legs and sat down honestly.

The witch leaned sideways and knelt in front of him. The blanket was filled with bottles and cans for dealing with injuries. Zheng Qing wanted to remind the witch that the school hospital was less than five hundred meters away from them in a straight line, but for some reason, after the words turned around a few times, they quietly rolled back into their stomachs.

It's not that he doesn't want to remind, but the words in his stomach have become fine, and he refuses to listen to the command of his brain - the boy comforts himself so much in his heart.

Then he watched with peace of mind at the witch tinkering with the bottles and jars in front of him.

I saw Jiang Yu take a few pieces of talisman paper for pulling out poison and dispel spells, throw them in a glass cup and burn them into ashes, and then drip a few drops of transparent grease-like liquid, and stir them into a puree with a glass rod. He took another purification charm and threw it into a bottle of midday water.

At noon, the water to the yang wards off evil spirits, it is the best water for concocting this kind of magic potion, and it happens that just after the Dragon Boat Festival, Jiang Yu still has a lot of inventory.

The pale yellow rune paper spontaneously combusted into the water, boiling the originally clear noon water into a circle of fine bubbles. Zheng Qing stared at the pale blue flame rolling in the water, pulling out strands of slender flame threads, only to feel very beautiful.

But no beauty lasts forever.

After a few moments, the blue flame was extinguished, the bubbles in the water dissipated, and the water became calm and monotonous again by midday.

"Hands outstretched. The witch commanded.

Zheng Qing honestly stretched out his hand.

Jiang Yu picked up the bottle of talisman water and poured it directly on Zheng Qing's wound. The wizard had gritted his teeth and was ready to be attacked by a stinging pain, but he was surprised to find a warm feeling coming from the wound, like being blown by someone, which was very comfortable.

After cleaning the wound, the witch used a glass rod to stir up the mud she had prepared earlier and smeared it on the witch's wound. The mud melts when it meets blood, and it knots when it meets flesh, and the small pits that the dog bites out will recover in a blink of an eye.

Zheng Qing tried to shake his palm.

Just like when you weren't bitten before.

"It's amazing," he said without hesitation, "even the school hospital wouldn't have handled it better...... It's just that it breaks the bank. ”

"It's just a few pieces of rune paper, you can draw it casually and come out. The witch replied lightly.

Zheng Qing glanced down at his wound again: "Originally, I thought about just smearing some white fresh......

"Just in case. The witch paused, glanced sideways at the dog lying outside the carpet, and then continued to explain: "Although it has been determined that this little thing is not a demon, just in case...... It's better to deal with it cleanly. Bai Xian can only grow muscle to stop bleeding, and has poor resistance to evil spirits. ”

The wizard nodded yes.

"I just didn't expect to be able to pull out the poison. He added in a whisper: "The book says that wizards will turn into demons after being bitten by demons, and I always thought that after being bitten, they would be completely helpless." ”

The witch couldn't help but laugh.

"The book is right," she explained, as she gathered the bottles and cans on the blanket, and did not seem to be in a hurry to get up, "but what the book says is not complete...... Demon bites can indeed transform wizards, but there are also conditions...... Can you imagine a little demon biting a great wizard and then transforming the great wizard into a great demon?"

Zheng Qing immediately shook his head.

"Therefore, the more powerful the wizard, the stronger the resistance to demon erosion. In addition, long experience has taught us that pure wizard blood and a deep understanding of magic can help us resist the ravages of demons...... These methods of concocting potions are all taught at home. ”

Listening to the witch's explanation, Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows slightly.

What Jiang Yu said should be the knowledge inherited within the family wizards, although it is not completely consistent with what Mr. taught him before, it is also more easily accepted by the family wizards.

But from another point of view, this 'experience' is not necessarily good for the wizarding world.

On the one hand, the monopoly of bloodline and knowledge has caused a deeper and deeper generation gap between family wizards and civilian wizards, and on the other hand, the stronger the wizard family and the stronger the wizard, the safer it is, and the weaker the wizard, the more dangerous it is.

This trend of the strong always being strong and the weak getting weaker is very dangerous.

But this trend seems to be popular in every world - Zheng Qing has the impression that in recent decades, the gap between the big capitalists and the commoners in the Baiding world is the same as that in the wizarding world. It's impossible to say who influenced whom.

Just as the wizard was thinking wildly, Jiang Yu suddenly sighed.

"The puppy...... Isn't it a little weird?" she nudged Zheng Qing's arm.

Zheng Qing turned around.

The dog's coat, which had been shivering on the edge of the blanket, had become a little dull - no, not dull, but blurry. Zheng Qing looked carefully for a moment, only to realize that the figure of the dog was slowly becoming illusory and blurred.

It was as if it would disappear from the world in the next moment.

"Don't let it run!"

The boy rolled over and reached out his arm and grabbed the puppy.

But his hand passed through the dog's body with ease, as if through a puddle of cloudy liquid. The puppy looked up, whimpered, meowed twice at the two wizards, and disappeared into the grass.

The two young wizards looked at each other.

"Its eyes are still black, not red. The witch was the first to speak.

"It's not necessarily scared when it's shaking just now...... Could it be a force?" guessed the wizard.

"If it can escape, why is it bound between the canopies by a binding spell and unable to move?" Jiang Yu's question was to the point, but he didn't say anything about Zheng Qingzheng's concern.

"Perhaps, it must be unfettered before it can escape. Zheng Qing guessed very unconfidently.

But deep down, the wizard was more worried that the dog had mutated because it had bitten him.

He wasn't sure which guess was worse.