Hunting College

Thinking of the green snake digging into his ear hole and then drilling out from his ear hole, Zheng Qing couldn’t help but think of those cartoons and movies he had watched when he was a child, of the monk with the hairy face and Lei Gong’s mouth, and it yelled at him. Screaming, the scene of taking out the embroidery needle from the ear:

　　 "Hey! Take my grandson a stick!"

　　 He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes with a smile, grinned, and pinched the third trick.

　　 Green Snake spit out, opened his mouth wide, and took a deep breath. The narrow neck was bulging with naked eyes. Zheng Qing had an idea in his mind, and a bad idea suddenly rushed into his heart.

　　 Before his thought came to the ground, he saw a bright red in the green snake's mouth, like a grain of rice at first, and instantly as big as a chicken, and the blood was tumbling with destruction and death.

　　 Just like the breath surging on the slender red pillar on the battlefield of the black prison.

　　 The boy opened his mouth and dumbfounded, staring blankly at the bright red, and flashing in his mind all the experiences he had experienced in the dark prison, but he froze in place for a while, unable to move.

　　 But Green Snake ignored his panic, opened his mouth and vomited like a fire dragon breathing. The bright red was like a sharp arrow, shot out, and plunged straight to the coffee table on the other side of the bed.

"stop!!"

　　 Zheng Qing finally regained control of his body, shouting hoarse.

　　 Green Snake immediately shut his mouth, cut off the subsequent breath, then tilted his head, looking at the pale boy in confusion. The red and blue eyes are crystal clear, looking extraordinarily innocent.

　　 Zheng Qing didn't care about Green Snake's confusion, his eyes followed the red light that had already been lasing.

Snapped!

　　 The crisp fingers echoed in the small ward, interrupting the young wizard's roar, and also shattering the bright red streamer. Zheng Qing was panting, staring blankly at the bright red that turned into a little bit of fluorescence, quietly dissipating into the air.

for a long time.

　　 He slowly turned his head and looked at Mr., his voice was difficult: "I..."

　　 "You didn't mean it, I know."

Mr. 　　 patted his shoulder comfortingly, as if it were no surprise: "You can act as if I urge you to do this... With this kind of experience, you should know how to do it next time."

　　 Zheng Qing lowered his eyelids, and silently moved the first gesture, the green snake flashed in place, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in his left ear hole.

　　 The feeling of water in his head surged again.

The gentleman's voice gradually became clearer from far to nearer: "...This little snake is like a flood gate on a dyke. It opens and closes according to your needs. It will not affect you in any way...According to my calculations, When the power of your forbidden spell completely wipes it out, you should also be able to control the power in your body. Therefore, you should have a small pet, and there is no harm."

　　 Zheng Qing subconsciously pulled out his ears and shook his head.

　　 did not pull out anything.

　　 He stared at his fingertips dreamily, thinking about what the husband said. Indeed, this little green snake is not only harmless to him, but also has many benefits. Regardless of the power of curbing the head disease and helping him to control the escape of the forbidden curse, it is thrilling to get the friendship of an ancient man by killing his obsession.

　　 It's just that the strong medicine that the husband suddenly poured him, but he hasn't fully recovered from it now, and his mood is down again.

　　 "No sin is irreparable."

The gentle voice of the gentleman sounded in the ears of the boys: "As long as there is hope in this world, and you are grateful for this world, and always remain humble towards magic...Remember, you are just a wizard. Never overestimate yourself for this world. But never underestimate your own help and role in this world."

　　 Zheng Qing reluctantly smiled: "I thought that sentence was'Never overestimate your own role in the world, and don't underestimate your own harm to the world'."

　　 "The difference here is confidence."

The husband stared at the young wizard, showing a bit of solemnity: "Antonio Gramsci wrote in "Notes from Prison",'The old world is dying, but the new world has not yet been born'... He is full of the new world. Confidence, just like I am full of confidence in you."

"I hope that when you walk out of this room, you can really get out of your demons at the same time... instead of pretending to let go of the burden of your heart. Destruction and death are not terrible things. Thunder can moisturize the earth, and so can volcanoes. Fertile soil. The nuances between life and death are difficult to understand in our whole life...You are still young, you only need to summon your courage when facing everything and look directly at everything in front of you."

　　 "Confidence and courage are the essence of magic that is more difficult to master than many advanced magic skills."

courage.

　　 Zheng Qing felt inexplicably ashamed when he heard this word.

Since he woke up and remembered everything that happened on the battlefield of the dark prison, these two words have been circling in his mind, making him unable to escape-because he opened the book of the law, rushed into the air, and rushed there. Next to the Tebilong, he wanted to die with it, to prevent that Tebilong from resetting the time repeatedly.

　　 Originally, he thought he did it because of his bravery and fearlessness.

　　 But after waking up in the ward and silently reflecting for a long time, Zheng Qing had to admit from the bottom of his heart that he was not as brave as he thought.

　　 The reason why he dared to die with that Tebilong was because he once bombed the incarnation of Satogua, once followed his husband back to reality from a blank place, and once'resurrected from the dead'.

Perhaps when he rushed up ~www.readwn.com~ in a dark and small corner of his heart, some unknown thoughts echoed-'I can't die', Mr. will save me "She should worship me." I die for the school once, the school will never expel me, right'.

　　 "You should scold me."

　　 Zheng Qing reflected on what he had done, laughed at himself, and looked at Mr. bravely: "I take your teachings as self-willedness, and recklessness as courage, I..."

　　 He wanted to say that he was wrong and would never do that again, but he didn't say what he said, and he felt too hypocritical, and the verbal guarantee was not effective.

　　 After a pause like this, he suddenly got stuck, so that he didn't even know what to say later.

　　 But Mr. knows.

The gentleman nodded slightly, and was not stunned by the boy's hesitation, and his attitude was as gentle as always: "Any magic with superb skills, when you first learn, it is like a wild man wielding a wooden stick. This is not your fault. Courage also requires constant practice to be slow. Master slowly."

　　 "Death is a very simple thing."

　　 "But wanting to die is meaningful and courageous, but it is difficult. In other words, many times, only with the belief that you must die to do an impossible thing can you have the possibility of success."

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