"Ahem. ”

The young student coughed softly twice, and squeezed out a warm smile on his face: "I just said that it is good to blow the wind in winter, and if you blow the wind more, people will look energetic!" ”

This answer didn't care about his own discipline at all, and swallowed the words he said before directly into his stomach, and then degraded and digested, and turned into a fart and let it out.

The other two bystanders in the dormitory were not surprised by this.

They were accustomed to Zheng Qing's gradually thickened skin, and they laughed at him with their mouths openly, wasting those two drops of spit. Fat Xin also nodded with satisfaction, shook his hand, and gave the cyan paper crane freedom.

The paper crane slid in a brief arc in mid-air, and was about to fall to the ground, before it struggled, broke free of its deflated wings from the fat man, and fluttered and flew.

It flapped its little wings angrily, circled the bronze mirror suspended with filaments above its head in the dormitory three turns, and finally identified the target, grabbed its wings, and smashed into Zheng Qing's palm with a whoosh.

After standing up, it smacked the young wizard viciously a few times before he was relieved, and An An spread out his body.

Zheng Qing took a few breaths of cool air, looked at the few red marks on the palm of his hand that were made by the paper crane, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to look at what the letter said first, and then deal with the paper crane.

The letter was very short on letterhead, with only four words:

"To the big black cat. ”

Just by reading these four words, Zheng Qing felt his heart tighten, and the hairs on his back suddenly exploded.

Only a few people know that he will turn into a black cat. Lao Yao or Professor Li didn't think they would make such a witty joke with him, and most of Xiao Xiao or the other people in the Crime Hunting Team who knew about it were tight-lipped, and they could just find a real person if they had something, and there was no need to write a letter at all.

Therefore, after seeing the first four words, Zheng Qing's eyes slid straight to the end of the letterhead, wanting to see who flew the paper crane for him.

But to his confusion, there was no signature at the end of the letterhead, only a small vermilion paw print.

It is slender and four-toed, with a small, round palm that looks a little blurry when pressed against the letterhead.

Zheng Qing gestured with his fingers, estimated the size of the paw print, and turned around in his mind a few times, but still did not have a clear answer.

He couldn't even tell if it was a cat's paw prints or a mouse, or kappa or other magical creatures. There were a lot of four-toed creatures that he could think of in a split second, and this was still without consulting Dr. Xiao.

With the pressure of this unknown, he began to take it seriously, and read the text of the letter word by word:

"See Xin'an. ”

"Winter vacation is over, don't sleep in, it's time to work. ”

"Shen Shi, see you under the cat fruit tree. ”

(Paw print)"

(P.S., don't tell anyone!)"

After reading it, Zheng Qing was silent for a while.

Then he patiently read it again. The whole letter, not counting the paw prints, plus the letterhead and the postscript, is less than four crosses. There is a time, a place, an object, an event. It stands to reason that this should be a very clear message.

But Zheng Qing was sure he couldn't read it.

He wondered if the crane had found the wrong recipient, but he quickly abandoned the idea. Whether it was the rigor of the paper crane magic or the dazzling words 'big black cat' when he looked up, it was very clear that the letter was not sent by mistake.

With a soft sigh, Zheng Qing raised his head, squinted, and looked out the window.

Although the winter sun is not dazzling, it looks extraordinarily pale, and even through the glass window, it still makes people a little dizzy.

Retracting his gaze, the corner of Zheng Qing's eyes skimmed over several companions.

He was hesitating to give the letter to Xiao Xiao's adviser just now, and he felt that if anyone in this dormitory could give him a better advice, it would be Dr. Xiao.

But the postscript at the end of the letterhead made him think about it a few times, and finally dispelled it.

Lowering his eyelids, Zheng Qing's mind turned sharply. Since the letterhead was addressed to the 'Big Black Cat', it was naturally the 'Big Black Cat' who should have gone at the appointment, not a wizard. It was from three o'clock to five o'clock in the afternoon, and according to the principle of early rather than late, it was right to go to the appointment at three o'clock.

As for where the cat fruit tree is, when Zheng Qing read this address, a big tree that overwinters naturally appeared in his mind, the leaves have all withered, and between the clean branches, there are lazy hair balls, like fruits, hanging on the treetops.

It was a gathering place for cats in a grove not far from Linzhong Lake.

The young public scholarship student raised his eyebrows, feeling that the name was really apt and very appropriate. But it was because it was so suitable that he vaguely grabbed the sender's tail.

"Could it be a cat?" he muttered quietly.

"What are you talking to yourself?" asked the fat man who had just nibbled on a pear at the desk.

"He just said it was a cat or something," Dylan, who had a keen sense of hearing, immediately replied, "as if he thought the letter had something to do with a cat." ”

Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and stared at Mr. Vampire Werewolf for a moment, and finally shook his head, turned around and burrowed into his tent.

"I'll go out for a while, you don't have to bring me dinner. His muffled voice came from the taut tent. The other three people in dormitory 403 looked at each other.

"I wasn't going to bring you dinner. Fat Xin finally shrugged his shoulders and replied, "You just said a few minutes ago that you have an appointment tonight...... Don't you skip dinner on a date?"

Dylan sat in his coffin and laughed.

Zheng Qing did not answer the fat man's run.

Just a few low grunts came from his tent.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Zheng Qing's tent thoughtfully, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "Wait a minute, I'll put your talisman in the drawer - so as not to leave paw prints on it - if you can come back at night, remember to look for it in my drawer." ”

There was no sound in Zheng Qing's tent.

On the windowsill, the fat cat, who had been squinting and enjoying the sunlight flowing into the dormitory through the glass, snorted in dissatisfaction after hearing the doctor's words, and shook the beard at the corner of his mouth.

What a stupid nerd, Tuan Tuan licked his paws, and glanced disdainfully at the talisman in the doctor's hand - as a noble civet, how precious are its paw prints, how can it be so admirable that it can scribble on those messy waste paper?

Its paw prints will only be rewarded where they deserve to be owned.

For example, the oiled paper wrapped in chicken thighs, the belly of a fat man, and the back of a beautiful female cat.

"Awkward. ”

There was a slight commotion from the elves in Zheng Qing's tent.

Tuan Tuan wrinkled his nose.

It had just caught a faint glimpse of a dark shadow smaller than a mouse slipping out of the little wizard's tent, and then flashed through the crack in the door.

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