Early spring was not the season for spiders to be active.

Other insects that are their food have not fully recovered from the depths of the soil, so most spiders should have stayed quietly in the cracks of rocks and tree holes, hiding in thick spider webs, waiting for the weather to get warmer before coming out.

But the first university is different from the outside world after all.

The full magic power allows the campus to maintain sufficient vitality even in the cold winter. Therefore, when Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu stroll through the woods, they were worried about being streaked by spider silk hanging from the branches, they did not feel anything wrong.

At best, Zheng Qing had to walk a little further forward, waving a slender branch in his hand, breaking the light white flocs above his head at any time to ensure that the witches on the side and behind would not be disturbed by any interference - of course, for the wizard, there was originally a more relaxed way, but at this moment, there was no way to show more sincerity than "working on your own".

Until Jiang Yu suddenly heard the crisp collision of jade colliding.

Ding! Ding!

The girl who was walking behind the side grabbed the male witch.

"etc!"

There was a hint of vigilance in her tone, without any explanation. The two of them just looked at each other, and Zheng Qing immediately understood the meaning of her eyes, threw away the branches in her hand, and took off the Dharma book hanging around her waist with her backhand.

In case, he pulled out the Colt from the gray bag - even though he felt that there was no chance of using a talisman gun in the institution.

"There are four sides, and you can be very stingy!"

The fluctuations of the detection magic spread in all directions centered on the two young wizards. The active magic power drifted the spider silk hanging between the branches, but according to the magic feedback, the surroundings were calm and there was no abnormality.

The early spring breeze shuttles through the willow forests, whispering thin branches. The birds hidden in the canopy are whispering softly, and the insects hidden under the shrubs are rustling and slowly crawling, and they do not seem to be frightened.

Zheng Qing pulled aside a few strands of falling spider silk and looked at the witch.

Facing the boy's confused eyes, the witch simply pointed to the forbidden steps hanging on her belt. The jade beads on the jade decoration were automatically colliding with each other, making a crisp sound.

"Is this a forbidden step?"

Zheng Qing looked at the witch carefully, suspecting that it was because she was walking fast.

"Yes, not. I don't like to stop walking, so I ask someone to change it to a warning jade ornament." The witch seemed to guess what the boy meant and emphasized his tone: "If there is danger in front of me, it will make a certain reminder... although I don't know what danger is."

Bang!

A few shriveled pine nuts fell from the sky and hit Zheng Qing's feet.

Although the movement was small, it caused the two young wizards to take a step back at this time, and the magic book in their hands burst into thin spell light, and the magic was ready to go.

But when he looked up, Zheng Qing only saw a two-tailed squirrel with a shiny fur squatting among the tree branches. He was opening his little black eyes and staring at the young wizards passing by under the tree with vigilant eyes. Its head was a dry pine tower fruit, and half of the pine nuts on the tower had been picked out, leaving rows of winding black holes, like a honeycomb that had lost its swarm.

It seemed as if a croaking crow flew across the air, mocking the wind and cranes in the forest.

"Can your early warning magic be too sensitive?"

Zheng Qing pointed at the shriveled pine nuts and laughed dryly. The witch's suspicious eyes were also wandering between the forbidden steps on the squirrel and the belt, and a little disconfidence appeared on her face.

After walking for more than ten steps, I was still safe and sound. However, the spider silk hanging from the trees became more and more dense, making people wonder if there were some dangerous poisonous spiders hidden nearby.

call!

Zheng Qing habitually waved the newly picked branches in his hand and pushed away the spider silk blocking in front. However, this time, he did not feel the sluggishness after the spider silk was wrapped on the branches, but instead felt a lighter in his hand. Before he could react, he heard the witch screaming in his ears, and then a huge pulling force came from his waist, pulling him from the spot to the back.

"It's the Qinling Guzheng!"

Jiang Yu's slightly rushing voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears: "A very rare type of spider. The spider silk spider silk will change according to the richness of magic in the surrounding environment. The richer the magic, the tougher the spider silk will be... a very, very dangerous creature! How can there be such a ghost thing in the school?"

She didn't need to emphasize twice that it was ‘very’.

Zheng Qing looked at the smooth broken mouth on the half-remained branch in his hand and the broken branches lying on the ground at this moment, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Not far ahead, more than a dozen crystal clear spider silks hang from the branches, slowly rising and falling with the wind. It seemed that his exhalation would blow them a little bit harder, but only after he had touched them, he would understand their dangers.

"Gezhiqianxi."

Zheng Qing summoned a slender vine and carefully stretched forward.

One, two, three, and the first few spider silks were spit out by ordinary spiders and were easily torn off by the vines. When the fourth one, the vine had just been placed on the spider silk, and with a little force, it broke into several sections and fell to the ground with crackling.

The two young wizards took a breath of cold air at the same time.

"The old men from the school work committee should scold people again."

Zheng Qing swallowed a small mouthful of saliva, touched the thick vines tied around her waist, turned to look at Jiang Yu, showing a hint of gratitude: "If you hadn't pulled me from behind just now..."

"Even if I didn't find out, you shouldn't have any problems."

Jiang Yu also came to his senses at this moment, patted the magic book, put away the vines that had been bound by Zheng Qing's waist, let out a sigh of relief, and said half-jokingly: "Did you forget that you are so rough and thick now? I suspect that the spider silks of the Qinling Guzheng can cut off at most a few strands of your hair, or scratch you the itch..."

"For wizards, every hair is very important... What should we do now? Will we notify the school?" Zheng Qing did not thank the witch casually, but discussed the follow-up plan with her.

"Of course I'll inform the school first."

Jiang Yu looked up at the sky, and with his jade hand turned, a vivid blue bird appeared in the palm of her hand. After she whispered to it, the blue bird spread its wings and disappeared from the sight of both of them with a whoosh.

"I just realized," Zheng Qing turned the twig in his hand and looked at the direction where the blue bird disappeared: "Do you think the communication method similar to paper cranes and blue birds... is it considered a kind of activation technique?"

"Count it." Jiang Yu tied the hair behind his head, and his tone returned to his original briskness: "But just like the dog-headed man has dragon blood, the 'activity' reflected by the portraits hanging on the wall is completely different from the clone we need."
Chapter completed!