The black-robed wizard who knew Zheng Qing took two steps forward, walked to the male witch, lowered his head, and carefully looked at the young public-paid student.

It was Hilda's assistant coach. Zheng Qing felt much more at ease when he saw the shiny copper nails and copper rings on his face.

"Old Yao should wear you a corset and put you in black prison." The assistant teacher muttered, grabbing the witch's shoulder and pulling him up: "Instead of letting a bomb run around... You have caused more trouble in one semester than in my life!"

Zheng Qing always felt that Hilda's complaint seemed to contain too much envy.

"I don't want it either." The boy replied frivolously.

Several other school workers and teaching assistants scattered around, alerting to detect possible clues around them at the same time. An old school worker in a gray robe walked to Hilda, looked at Zheng Qing deeply, and raised his finger.

Li Meng floated softly into the air and stopped in front of several wizards. Zheng Qing noticed that there was still a dead grass hanging on her temples, which should be the caught fish when she had just cleaned up the grass.

The old school worker put his finger on Li Meng's wrist. After a few seconds, he nodded: "No danger."

Zheng Qing seemed to hear a relaxed movement around him. Of course, this may just be his illusion, because the expression of the old school worker in front of him did not change from beginning to end.

"Old rules, fill in the situation description." Hilda skillfully took out a note board from her waist, then stuffed a quill into Zheng Qing's hand: "Just write down all the words you just said... Finally, I have to sign a letter."

"I know." Zheng Qing murmured silently, taking the notepad and quill.

"Huh?" The old school worker who was checking Li Meng's body suddenly asked suspiciously and took out his Dharma book from his waist, a hard bamboo slip. Under the moonlight, the bamboo slips emitted a blue color. I don't know if it was the reflection of the patina or the brilliance of the spells carried by the magic book itself.

"What's the matter?" Hilda's voice became obviously nervous.

"No, no, it's okay." The old wizard immediately shook his head: "It's just that she feels that her condition is a bit special, and there are no traces of magic spell damage on her body... It seems that she is just asleep?"

Zheng Qing, who was kneeling in the mud and writing an examination, made a short and harsh laugh in his throat, as if a baboon had been fooled. He felt that the most unlucky thing in the whole thing was himself.

Therefore, people should have self-knowledge and do not have more things.

The wizards surrounding Li Meng did not care about the complex mentality of a certain person lying on the ground to write a check on the male witch. The old wizard who was responsible for checking Li Meng's body opened his bamboo slips and recited softly:

"Successfully see Zhaokao, and enjoy filial piety;"

"I will be blessed with great blessings and always say that I will protect you!"

"Receive the salary from heaven and protect your right life!"

"Baluan pilou (qiāng), the emperor's corpse is carried!"

The first three spells are all blessing magic. Under normal circumstances, even a wizard who is bleeding and is about to die can persist until a more professional therapist arrives with the assistance of these spells, not to mention a little witch who is only suspected to be "sleeping".

The fourth mantra is a very simple sobriety mantra, which is often used by students when they wake up in the morning.

As expected, the light of the fourth spell fell on Li Meng, and the little witch rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"What time is it?" She yawned, stretched, and reached out to grab the air beside her for a few times, as if she wanted to grab a non-existent plush bear, and muttered, "Let me sleep for a while..."

Several wizards looked at her with laughter and crying eyes.

Zheng Qing also got up from the mud.

"Eight:46 pm," the witch answered immediately, and asked at the same time: "Do you remember what happened before?"

He originally stretched out a finger to poke the confused little witch, but under Hilda's warning eyes, he finally gave up this dangerous move. But before he could shrink his finger back, the little witch held it in the palm of his hand.

"Where is this?" Li Meng seemed to notice the strange environment and strange figures around him. He looked around and found that he only knew Zheng Qing and Hilda. He was stunned for a moment before whispering: "What happened?"

Zheng Qing wanted to withdraw his finger, but looking at Li Meng's uneasy expression, he finally gave up doing so.

"Why did you faint in the woods? Who asked you to come? What did you see before you fainted?" Zheng Qing threw a series of questions at the little witch, smashing her expression even more and more confused.

The other wizards in gray and black robes next to them remained silent at this moment, allowing the two young wizards to communicate. Because it seemed that the little witch obviously trusted Zheng Qing more, this could be seen from the fact that she had been holding Zheng Qing's fingers.

"Disap? In the forest?" Li Meng looked around in a daze, and the doubt in his tone was no less than Zheng Qing: "I fainted again? I remember that I was still writing the homework for the spell class just now... Lao Yao assigned too much homework today, and I was almost asleep when I wrote it. Why don't I remember when I came to the forest?"

"Do you often faint?" The old school worker who had been checking the little witch's body asked in a deep voice. He noticed that Li Meng had just used the word "Ah".

This time it was Zheng Qing who answered this question for Li Meng.

"She hasn't fainted a lot recently, but she often fainted when the school started last semester." Zheng Qing calculated with her fingers: "I can remember that she fainted once in Lao Yao's class, once in the Wandering Bar, and once in Baicaoyuan... But the situation is not serious, and she can wake up soon."

Assistant Hilda came to the old wizard's ear at the right time and whispered a few words. Zheng Qing vaguely heard the words "spiritual witch".

Other gray-robed wizards and black-robed wizards who checked the surrounding environment also came back one after another to report the relevant investigation results to Hilda and the old school workers. For a moment, the narrow open space seemed much more crowded and noisy.

The old school worker did not waste much time. With a wave of his hand, he handed over all the tasks of sorting out the report to Hilda: "You are responsible for the rest of the summary work. I will send this little guy to the school hospital first and help her with a safety check... Do you know her relatives? At school?"

The last two questions he asked was Zheng Qing.

The young public-funded student immediately nodded: "My cousin Li Meng is also at Jiuyou Academy, and she is in the same class as us, Astronomy Class 08-1, and the counselor is Professor Yao."

Li Meng's little hand holding Zheng Qing's finger suddenly tightened, and a nervous expression appeared on her face. Obviously, under any circumstances, Jiang Yu had the greatest deterrence to her.

The old school worker nodded slightly: "I will notify Lao Yao about this... If it is convenient, you also notify her cousin and let her go to the school hospital directly."

As he said that, he gently shook the bamboo slips in his hand.

The little witch who had been floating in the air slowly floated forward as the bamboo slips swayed.

Li Meng finally let go of Zheng Qing's fingers, cried and fell into the air, returning to the state of face-down and limbs spreading, allowing the old wizard to lead her to move to the school hospital.
Chapter completed!