Zheng Qing has always felt that he was born with a fg. If he thinks something will definitely not happen, then it is very likely that it will happen.
Later, he learned that this fg has a term called Murphy's Law.
On today’s journey, the effect of this law was fully demonstrated.
On the school plane, which he thought was extremely safe, a banshee with scarlet eyes jumped out; he thought that the vast sea of people were just passers-by, but one after another his classmates appeared in front of him.
Zheng Qing closed his eyes hard and rubbed his forehead to relieve the throbbing pain in his head.
The sequelae of the headache have not completely dissipated, but the pain is within a controllable range. An old problem that hadn't occurred in more than ten years suddenly reappeared, casting another shadow over his originally gloomy mood.
He took out two yellow paper charms from the gray cloth bag and patted them on both sides of his temples.
The paper talisman slowly rose into smoke.
A cool feeling surged from his temples, soothing his tortured mind.
Opening his eyes, a girl with a pointed chin holding a cobra was standing nervously in front of them.
It was she who interrupted the awkward atmosphere just now.
"Excuse me." The girl bowed vigorously, her face flushed. "I accidentally overheard your conversation, so I couldn't help coming over to say hello. I am also from Astronomy Class 081 of Jiuyou College. Freshmen, please give me your advice."
After saying that, she bowed again.
The cobra in her arms has its head drooped, half of its body is hanging on the mistress's neck, and it is spitting out messages weakly.
"Snake!" Li Meng screamed, jumped quickly, and hid behind several boys.
The pigeon Xiaobai also cooed and flapped its wings randomly, making Poseidon in Zheng Qing's arms restless.
"How old is she?" Zhang Jixin whispered in Zheng Qing's ear, pointing back at Li Meng quietly.
"Twelve years old." Zheng Qing also lowered his voice, "Don't mention her age in front of her. She prefers others to call her college student."
The red-faced boy curled his lips. He nodded with an expression that said I understand.
"The little dragon is very good and doesn't bite." The girl with a pointed chin waved her hands nervously and handed the thick cobra in her arms to several people.
The tiny wounds on the cobra's cheeks are no longer visible. As if sensing the owner's intention of letting him say hello, it raised its head, spat out a bright red letter, and hissed at several people with its dark eyes glaring.
This time, even Zheng Qing couldn't help but take a small step back.
Then he felt that it was a bit offensive to step back. So, he stared at the cobra, tried hard to take a step forward, returned to his original position, and comforted, "I'm sorry, what do you call your pet? Is it okay?"
"My name is Liu Feifei, you can call me I’m Feifei.” The girl with the pointed chin happily hugged the cobra back into her arms."It's just that Xiaolong was seriously injured and will feel weak for a long time. I don't know if there is a suitable pet doctor in the school."
The cobra's neck seemed to have suddenly lost its bones, and it collapsed in Liu Feifei's arms again. Inside, the tongue hangs motionless outside the lips.
This treacherous reptile is almost like a little fox. Zheng Qing couldn't help but curse.
"Why do you keep a snake?" Li Meng poked his head out from behind Zheng Qing and asked nervously, "For most wizards, this is not a very friendly partner."
"When I got it, it was still an egg. My great-grandmother told me that it was a dragon egg." Liu Feifei showed a frustrated expression and explained in a slow voice, "It turned out to be a little snake when it hatched. . It was too late when I wanted to change it. The little snake regarded me as its companion. Grandma said that this was fate and she asked me to keep it well."
It's all fate. Zheng Qing thought silently, raised his head and looked around.
As time passed, the atmosphere in the restaurant gradually stabilized.
The black-robed wizard at the door greeted the freshmen who had survived the disaster to sign on the roster. After signing, people can leave the restaurant and return to their seats in the cabin.
A smiling flight attendant stood next to the roster, giving each new student who signed a small red gift box.
Xiao Xiao did not attend a small gathering of several classmates, but went straight to sign the autograph. However, he did not leave immediately after signing, but returned to a few people with the small paper box.
The small red cardboard box is bare, without any patterns, and the workmanship is a bit rough.
"What's inside?" Zheng Qing looked curiously.
"A piece of mint candy, a piece of dark chocolate, and a piece of meditation charm." Xiao Xiao picked up the piece of yellow paper charm with his fingertips, looked at the lines on it carefully, and shook his head, "It's just some comforting properties. The small gifts are probably made in a hurry. The cinnabar on the meditation charm has not dried yet."
"The dining table at the door has re-supplied food. Do you need anything?" Ji Xin also came back after signing. He held a glass of water and poked the dining table not far away with his thumb, "There are also free drinks over there, coffee, milk, ice water, everything."
"I want to drink Green Bee" Li Meng raised her legs and left.
"No alcoholic beverages." Zhang Jixin hurriedly added behind her.
Li Meng turned around in despair and went to sign at the door.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but laugh.
"This classmate, it is forbidden to use open flame talismans on special planes. If you have special needs, you can ask our flight attendants." A flight attendant wearing a navy blue uniform walked up to Zheng Qing and said gently advised.
Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly, pulled off the smoking talisman attached to his temple, crumpled it into a small ball, and threw it into the garbage bag carried by the flight attendant.
The cool feeling dissipated, and the severe headache came back.
He couldn't help but frown. He clasped his scalp tightly with his hands and rubbed it vigorously, trying to relieve the sudden waves of pain.
"Have you been hit by evil spirits?" the flight attendant asked nervously. "There are no professional doctors on the plane. We need to arrange for you to seek medical treatment after landing. We only have some airsickness medicine."
"No, no, no, no need. It's just a little headache. It has nothing to do with that banshee." Zheng Qing pressed his temples and rubbed them gently, trying to make his expression more natural. "Do you have anything that is more refreshing and makes your mind feel more refreshed?" Something."
The flight attendant ran to the lounge to look for it, and finally found only a small box of cooling oil.
Zheng Qing smiled bitterly and took the small red round box.
Zhang Jixin watched him apply a layer of cooling oil on his temples, and asked in surprise, "It doesn't matter if you are really hit by the evil spirit, right? Few wizards nowadays have such a sensitive constitution as yours."
p>Zheng Qing's right hand froze, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "This is an old problem, not the fault of the monster."
"It doesn't matter," Xiao Xiao explained comfortingly, "Bai Ding It's very common to faint instantly when being attacked by demonic energy. We are not much better than Bai Ding, not to mention that you are too close to that banshee, so some sequelae are inevitable."
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes. There is no interface, but the massage range of the right hand is expanded to the entire cheek.