Hunting College

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The great wizard of the Northern Song Dynasty, whose surname was Qian Yuyi, was named Xibai. He once wrote a study note called "Southern New Book", which recorded many customs in the wizarding world in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

In the volume of this notebook "Xin", we mentioned an old story in the Kaiyuan period, saying that ‘…Dragons are rough and fierce, but fear scorpions, love jade and empty green, and love to burn swallow meat. Therefore, people who eat swallow meat should not cross the sea...', which implicitly pointed out that dragons like to eat roast swallow meat, even if they eat roast swallow meat, they are easily coveted because of the smell of roast swallow meat. The dragon and beast are injured, so it is not recommended to cross the sea after eating roasted swallows.

Another Tang Dynasty wizard named Zhang Shuozhe wrote "The Four Records of Duke Liang", in which the daughter of the Dragon King of the East China Sea was in charge of the Dragon King's Orb, Emperor Wu of Liang used to burn swallows to present the Dragon Girl, and the Dragon Girl reported various jewels, and more' …Burning five hundred swallows into the Dragon Palace…The gatekeeper Xiao Jiao fell down and did not dare to move after smelling the wax. It’s an interesting thing about burning swallows and Pepsi bribes...’

In the notes and manuscripts circulated by many wizards, the dragon likes to eat roasted swallows.

Roasted bird's nest is roasted bird's nest.

Yanzhe, feast, peace, tautology of the ancients. It has always been loved by wizards because of its immortal charm and charm among birds and birds. It is known as the ‘elf in the bird’-the popular spell ‘Swallow and swallow in flight’, and the rumors were born here.

Most wizards know that dragons and beasts like roasted swallows, but few people know how to cook them. There are not a few gray markets like Wandering Bar in the wizarding world, and wizards can always gain something after paying a large amount of jade coins.

However, Zheng Qing felt that as an orphan, Lin Guo should not, and would not spend a lot of money to buy this kind of thing with a very short shelf life and a very single purpose.

"Where is the roasted swallow!" Zheng Qing looked at the paper bag in his hand, and finally did not dare to open it at will. He could only turn his head and ask the owner of this barbecue: "You just confirm that you can encounter a certain lost dragon tonight? I remember that the "Encyclopedia of Wizarding World" mentioned that the shelf life of this thing is only thirty-six hours, which is beyond the deadline. Not to mention those picky dragon species, that is, grass pythons and Shiba Inu do not like to eat."

Grass pythons and Shiba Inu are creatures with a thin bloodline of dragon beasts, and their hobbies are almost exactly the same as those of dragons with pure bloodlines. They don't even like roasted swallows after the expiry date, which shows how demanding time this food is.

"I baked it myself." Ling Guo looked around carefully, and said in a low voice, "I have been preparing it since last weekend. After baking for a week, it almost broke."

"You!" Zheng Qing's voice suddenly rose, and the tone was distorted.

"Hush!" Linguo swayed her little hand quickly, head spinning around, jumping anxiously: "Voice lower!"

Not far away, several young wizards who were chatting curiously glanced at them, then quickly withdrew their gazes. It was the old hound at Uncle Verne's feet that trembled its ears.

Since Linguo's Shaoyan took out his schoolbag, the old hunting dog opened his mouth, spit out his tongue, and began to salivate, but his small movements were quickly noticed by the old man.

"How old are you!" The old man waved his stick and wanted to fight.

The old hound whimpered twice, slapped his lips, and collapsed to the ground weakly.

Zheng Qing took a heavy breath and exhaled slowly, repeatedly, and finally calmed down.

The method of roasting Yanyan has been rarely known in the wizarding world.

Perhaps the books in this area are treasured deep in the Shushan Hall, but let alone the freshmen who have not yet entered school, they are the old students who have entered the school for four years. They want to find among the millions of books. The recipes are very difficult.

It is no exaggeration to describe it with the Arabian Nights.

"Dragon Food" written by Ryota Liu Ren," Lin Guo looked at Zheng Qing proudly: "I found it the first time I entered the library. The above described in detail how to cook roasted swallows for dragon beasts... …I studied for a summer vacation!"

"You can make money by selling roast swallows in the future." Zheng Qing enviously squeezed the kraft paper parcel in his hand.

"No." Lin Guo said sullenly, "That is a magic book in the depths of the Shushan Pavilion. Although I have learned it, I can only make one roasted swallow a month, and it cannot be used for trading... Don't think about it. As I teach you how to do it, the author named Liu Ren Ryota seems to have attached a powerful contract to the book, you know."

"Which library is that book?" Zheng Qing still did not give up.

"I couldn't find it the second time I went." Ling Guo glanced at him embarrassedly, and whispered, "I asked Professor Zhang in the gallery of the bookshelf, and he ignored me."

"That stingy octopus?" Zheng Qing sighed regretfully, and finally gave up the new money-making plan.

"Call Professor Zhang, or Mr. Zhang!" The old man Verne grimaced, poking his wooden staff heavily on the ground.

Zheng Qing stuck out his tongue and did not dare to speak.

"Although all dragons like to burn swallows, not all dragons can be tempted by burning swallows." The old man Verne turned to look at Linguo, twisted his thick fingers, and tapped his little head. He smiled and cursed: "How can such a clever little head fail to figure out such a simple truth?"

Lin Guo touched the back of her head with tears in her eyes, pouting and did not speak.

"You are ready to prepare. It is estimated that the previous patrol team will come back soon." The old man seemed impatient to continue explaining to them. He just gave a word and walked straight to his cabin.

The old hunting dog dragged its tail and followed him lazily. Passing by the two young people, Zheng Qing seemed to see the hound sniffing heavily.

When the old man walked away, Lin Guo patted her chest and whispered: "Old man Verne is so fierce! Every time I see him, there is always a feeling that I have been taught a whole life."

Zheng Qing looked at the little boy in front of him compassionately, shook his head, and said nothing.

He has nothing to say.

Although he and Linguo existed under this starry sky at the same time, they are not in the same world.

In other words ~www.ltnovel.com~ two people have completely different timelines.

Lin Guo is a very special student. This particularity does not mean that Linguo entered the first university at a young age, but refers to Linguo's peculiar concept of time.

According to Lin Guo's explanation, his time concept has undergone the secondary processing of consciousness.

In his mind, the more important things are, the earlier the time sequence is, which is reflected in his consciousness, and the earlier this event occurs.

According to Zheng Qing's vague understanding, Linguo marked his own experiences and rearranged them according to their importance.

Therefore, in Linguo's consciousness, he has known the blue bird for a long time.

Even he has known Zheng Qing for more than three years.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zheng Qing was still struggling in high school life three years ago.

"Isn't your timeline distorting your own consciousness?" Zheng Qing remembered Xiao Xiao's warning not long ago and asked curiously: "I remember that for wizards, twisting consciousness is a very dangerous behavior."

"But my consciousness hasn't been distorted." Ling Guo enthusiastically arranged his equipment and replied: "It's just that our timeline is different."

"You can't live in your own world forever." Zheng Qing hesitated for a while and finally couldn't help but persuade: "After all, the past has passed. It is not good for your little brain to adjust your timeline indiscriminately."

"Don't you live in your own world?" The little boy retorted bluntly, then lowered his head again and began to feel in his schoolbag.

On his schoolbag, that Mickey Mouse, who had been asleep, raised his head again sometime, and looked at the young public student with grinning teeth.

Zheng Qing sighed and gave up discussing this slightly confusing topic. To watch late-night welfare movies, please follow WeChat public account: ok电影天

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