MTL - Hunting College-Chapter 50 Recurrent head disease

　　 Zheng Qing always felt that he was born with one: if he thinks that something will definitely not happen, then it is very likely to happen.

　　 Later, he learned that there was a noun called Murphy's Law.

　　 On today's journey, the effect of this law is fully displayed.

　　 On the school plane that he felt was extremely safe, a banshee with scarlet eyes sprang out; he felt that the vast sea of ​​people were passers-by, and as a result, one classmate after another appeared in front of him.

　　 Zheng Qing closed his eyes vigorously and rubbed his forehead to relieve the pain of twitching on the top of his head.

　　The sequelae of the headache have not completely disappeared, but the pain is within a controllable range. The old problems that he hadn't committed for more than ten years suddenly reappeared, casting a shadow over his gloomy mood.

　　 He took out two yellow paper charms from the gray cloth bag and patted them on both temples.

　　 The paper talisman slowly rises in blue smoke.

　　 The cool feeling gushes from his temples, soothing his torn head.

　　 opened her eyes, a girl with a pointed chin holding a cobra was standing in front of them nervously.

　　 It was she who interrupted the awkward atmosphere just now.

"Excuse me!" The girl bowed vigorously, her face flushed: "I accidentally heard you talking, so I couldn't help but come over and say hello. I am also a freshman in the 08-1 class of Astronomy at Jiuyou Academy, please Excuse me!"

　　 After speaking, she bowed again.

　　 The cobra in her arms drooped her head and hung half of her body around the hostess's neck, spitting out the letter weakly.

　　 "Snake!" Li Meng screamed and jumped quickly, hiding behind a few boys.

　　 Pigeon Xiaobai also grumbled, flapping its wings indiscriminately, causing Poseidon in Zheng Qing's arms to be restless.

　　 "How old is she?" Zhang Jixin attached Zheng Qing's ear, quietly pointed back at Li Meng, and asked in a low voice.

　　 "Twelve years old." Zheng Qing also lowered his voice: "Don't tell her about her young age. She prefers others to call her college students."

　　 The red-faced boy curled his lips and nodded, with an expression that I understand.

　　 "Little dragon is very good, don't bite!" The girl with the pointed chin waved her hand nervously, and handed the thick cobra in her arms to several people.

　　 The tiny wound on Cobra's cheek is no longer visible. It seemed to feel the master's thought of asking it to say hello. It raised its head, spit out bright red letters, and hissed at several people with its dark eyes.

　　 This time, even Zheng Qing couldn't help but move a small step back.

　　 Then he felt a little offensive to step back. So, he stared at the cobra, took a step forward, returned to his original position, and comforted: "Excuse me, how do you call it? Is your pet okay."

"My name is Liu Feifei, you can call me Feifei." The girl with a pointed chin happily took the cobra back into her arms: "It's just that the little dragon has suffered a lot and will feel weak for a long time. I don't know if the school has suitable pets. Doctors."

　　 The cobra's neck seemed to have no bones suddenly, and she collapsed in Liu Feifei's arms again, her tongue hanging motionless outside her lips.

　　 This treacherous crawler is almost like the little fox. Zheng Qing couldn't help but slander.

　　 "Why do you raise 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 grandmother told me that it was a dragon egg." Liu Feifei showed a frustrated expression and explained in a low voice, "It turned out to be a snake after hatching. I think It was too late when it was changed, and the little snake regarded me as its companion. Grandma too said, this is fate, let me raise it well."

　　 is fate. Zheng Qing thought silently, raising his head and looking around.

　　 With the passage of time, the atmosphere in the restaurant gradually stabilized.

　　 The black-robed wizard at the door greeted the remaining freshmen to sign the roster. Those who have signed can leave the restaurant and return to their seats in the cabin.

A smiling flight attendant stood beside the 　　 roster, giving each freshman who had signed a small red gift box.

　　 Xiao Xiao did not attend a small gathering of a few classmates, but went straight to sign. It's just that he didn't leave immediately after signing, but returned to a few people with the small paper box.

　　 The small red paper box is bare, without any patterns, and the workmanship is a bit rough.

　　 "What's inside?" Zheng Qing looked curiously.

"A piece of mint, a piece of dark chocolate, and a piece of meditation." Xiao Xiao picked up the piece of yellow paper with his fingertips, carefully examined the lines on it, and shook his head: "It's just some comforting gifts, probably They made it urgently. The cinnabar on the meditation talisman hasn't dried out yet."

"The dining table at the door is re-serving food, do you need anything?" Zhang Jixin came back after signing the letter, holding a glass of water, and poking his thumb at the dining table not far away: "That There are free drinks on the side, coffee, milk, ice water, everything."

　　 "I want to drink Green Bee!" Li Meng lifted his leg and left.

　　 "There are no alcoholic beverages." Zhang Jixin hurriedly added behind her.

　　 Li Meng lost his way and went to the door to sign.

　　 Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile.

"This classmate, it is forbidden to use open flame talisman paper on the special plane of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com. If you have special needs, you can bring it to our flight attendants." A flight attendant in a navy blue uniform walked up to Zheng Qing, gentle Persuade.

　　 Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly, tore off the smoking talisman on the temple, crumpled it into small balls, and threw it into the trash bag carried by the flight attendant.

　　 The cool feeling dissipated, and the severe headache surged back up.

　　 He couldn't help frowning. His hands clasped his scalp tightly, rubbing vigorously, trying to relieve the sudden waves of pain.

　　 "Did you get hit by the evil spirit?" The flight attendant said nervously: "There are no professional doctors on the plane. We need to land before we can arrange you for medical treatment. We only have some medicine for airsickness."

"No, no, no. It's just a headache, it has nothing to do with that banshee." Zheng Qing pressed his temples and rubbed lightly, trying to make his expression more natural: "Is there anything that makes your mind more refreshing? thing."

　　 The flight attendant ran to the lounge to look for it, but only found 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 to his temples, and asked in amazement: "Are you really hit by a demon? It's okay! Few wizards today have such a sensitive physique as you."

　　 Zheng Qing's right hand stiffened, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "This is an old problem, not the cause of the monster!"

"It's okay," Xiao Xiao explained comfortingly: "Bai Ding was rushed by the evil spirit, and it is also very common to faint instantly. We are not much better than Bai Ding, not to mention that you are too close to the female demon, and some sequelae are inevitable. ."

　　 Zheng Qing rolled his eyes, without any connection, but extended the massage range of his right hand to the entire cheek.