Hunting College

The outing of 　　 Forbidden Magic Festival, on the one hand, is a tradition derived from custom, on the other hand, it is also a transformation of traditional magic by modern magic in a certain sense. It is a manifestation of wizards’ yearning for beauty.

　　 In Xiao Xiao's words, this is a change of scenery and mood.

　　 All of this originates from tradition. Wizards always like to hide themselves.

　　 For example, the name must be hidden, and false names are rampant everywhere; the address must be hidden so that no one knows; the curse must be hidden, which is the basis for setting up a home; the prescription must also be hidden, after all, the church apprentice starved to death the master. and many more.

　　Similar digging behavior was born in the difficult ancient times of witchcraft, and it is not completely undesirable. In an era when the number of wizards is sparse and communication is not smooth, this kind of self-concealment can not only ensure their own safety, but also allows wizards to maintain a mindless mentality on the road of pursuing the truth.

　　 But this unusually conservative habit has also caused wizards' indifferent and lonely attitude towards things, allowing them to keep a certain distance from any new things and any unfamiliar states.

　　 With the rise of modern magic, this ancient habit of wizards has gradually improved, but there is no doubt that any correction to the tradition will not be achieved overnight. Wizards like to hide their characteristics, even today it is still commonplace.

　　 is like the situation Zheng Qing is encountering now.

　　 He was ‘picking up’ firewood in the grove, but unexpectedly, a strange wizard was hidden among the branches on top of his head, and he suddenly warned him:

　　 "Oh, this can't work."

　　 Zheng Qing raised his head and saw a strange wizard sitting between the branches not far from the top of his head. He has dark brown curly hair and is wearing a senior-grade black practice robe. He sits straddling the horizontal branch, with two legs drooping from both sides of the branch, swaying lazily from side to side, not afraid of the shoes on his feet. fall down.

　　 This should be the fourth-grade guard member that Downton mentioned, the young public-sponsored student secretly speculated, the rune gun in his hand was slightly loosened.

　　Before the spring outing, Downton once told everyone that every year when the younger students go out, the school will arrange senior students to act as guards to ensure everyone's safety. But according to Zhang Jixin’s speculation, this kind of guard is more like a restriction, ensuring that everyone is in the right place to do the right thing, so as to prevent individual brave guys from slipping into the depths of the silent forest while leaving the school gate and eventually losing Killed.

"Are you planning to collect firewood by magic?" The old student sitting on the tree didn't care about the little movements of the junior under his feet. He turned his face and looked at Zheng Qing. He raised his right index finger and shook: "This is no good, this No way."

　　 "Oh, yes, yes, yes." Zheng Qing smiled and put away the law book and rune gun, scratching his head in embarrassment: "I almost forgot, today is the Forbidden Magic Day... I am used to it, I am used to it. I'm so sorry."

"Hey." The old student chuckled, "Such words are useless to tell me... If you really used some magic just now, you will be unlucky in the end and have nothing to do with me. I just sit here, Just as a reminder to you in accordance with tradition."

　　 Zheng Qing looked at the old student on the tree suspiciously.

　　 Reasonably told him that this old man was frightening himself, because there was never a real thing to tell him that using magic on the Forbidden Magic Festival would be unlucky. But his instinct told him that it was more reliable to listen. After all, this is a wizarding world, and logic and reason are far less powerful in this world than magic.

　　 Xu saw the young wizard's suspicious expression, and the old student on the tree nodded contentedly.

"I'll give you two pieces of advice, and one more suggestion." The old student stood up straight, with an expression that you are making a lot of money, then he raised his head and looked at the scattered young leaves and sparse branches among the branches, and said very briefly. :

　　 "Don't cut down trees in the Silent Forest at will, this will be cursed by the forest."

　　 "Don't use spells on the Forbidden Devil's Day, it will be cursed by history."

"One more suggestion...If you want to pick up some firewood for cooking, you can walk a little further along the edge of the forest. There are still some dead trees in the depths of the Returning Soul Yanglin. From this point of view, it is big Naturally, we have given us enough goodwill."

　　 Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, but at the same time raised his own doubts.

　　 "These trees all look so lush, how do I know which ones are dead trees?" Zheng Qing raised his hand and touched the slippery moss on the old tree next to him, muttering.

　　As far as I can see, there is a vigorous scenery. Sprouting vines and slippery moss creep on the trunks. Even if the trees die, they will not show pale colors.

"A tree covered with other plants is a dead tree." Lao Sheng raised his hand weakly and pointed to a tree that looked full of life not far away, and said: "There are not so many compromises and coexistences in the forest. It's like that tree. Soul poplar, the trunk is covered with vines that are not old, this tree has either been strangled to death, or is about to be strangled to death."

　　 Zheng Qing nodded again and again, took out a small notebook, and wrote it down seriously.

　　 Before leaving, he finally couldn't help it, and looked up at the old student again: "Is that true?...I mean, the use of magic on the Forbidden Magic Festival is unlucky, is it true?"

　　 The old student sneered and glanced at Zheng Qing's robe: "The last kid who questioned this matter~www.readwn.com~was suspended for half of the final exam. If you don't believe it, you can try."

　　 Of course, Zheng Qing refused to bear such a huge pressure for a little thing, and decisively ran away.

　　 When the figure of the young public-sponsored student disappeared in the woods for less than five minutes, another black figure ‘唰’ flashed in front of the old one sitting among the branches, with a fresh wooden sword under his feet.

　　 Standing out of the void, floating like a fairy who walks with a sword.

"Pay attention to the influence!" The old student sitting on the branch didn't raise his head, and said angrily: "There are dozens of first-year students a hundred meters away... If you don't want them to find that you are on the Forbidden Magic Festival Use magic, don't be so public!"

"Anla'an, I'm not blind." The black robe standing on the wooden sword waved his hand, concaved in a shape: "Look, how about the flying sword that was just cut with the twigs of the Returning Soul Yang? Feeling like a sword fairy?"

　　 The old student sitting on the tree branch raised his head and glanced at his partner with false eyes: "I don't have a fairy air, but a humble air."

　　 "Hey, how come you can't speak so much!" The black robe on the wooden sword was frustrated for a moment, and suddenly regained his spirits: "Right, right, how many cheated today? Has anyone been scared to pee?"

"What is cheating?!" The old student was reluctant: "I was a kind advice! Magic cannot be used on the Forbidden Magic Festival. This is a tradition passed down in the wizarding world... How can you be a cheat if you persuade students to follow the tradition? Yes? At best, it's just a little white lie."