Wizard Academy - Chapter 2

[Chapter 2 Playing with mobile phones in another world]

Six days later.

Jiang Zhu was lying on the back of a huge old turtle playing with his mobile phone.

Why? Because it is said that lying on it can live three thousand years.

The signal of the mobile phone is very good, and the GPS positioning is also very accurate. In the Yellow River cliff hanging coffin scenic spot, you can open the browser to visit any website, but…

Jiang Zhu’s eyes glanced into the distance, and the unseen peaks were straight into the clouds. White waterfalls scattered from the top of the mountain to the world.

Looking at the sky again, a giant bird with a human face was swooping towards the dead corpse that crawled out of the sarcophagus on the ground.

The breath of ancient times swept in, and the picture was as spectacular as a myth, just like the murals left over from those ancient ruins.

How can there be such a place in the Yellow River Precipice Scenic Spot?

Different planes with the same coordinates? Why is the network still unblocked? Jiang Zhu also didn’t understand the current situation.

Clicking on the hot search on Weibo, such a big incident happened and so many people died, but there was no response at all on the hot search.

I don’t know if the other people in the cave were rescued.

Jiang Zhu looked at his palm again, and the tattoo pattern in the shape of the “door” on his palm was still there, but it was much blurred, but it was visible to the naked eye that its color was deepening and becoming clear day by day.

At this moment, a loud child’s voice came: “Apply the medicine.”

Jiang Zhu put away the phone and slid down from the old turtle’s back.

The old turtle was huge, with horns as dense as the roots of a dead tree growing on its head, and a heavy bronze coffin was pulled behind him.

The child named Jiang Zhu was named Zodiac, and the name was given to him by Jiang Zhu. Originally, this child didn’t even have a name, his hair was like withered weeds, he was dressed in shabby clothes, and he was wild and clever.

Jiang Zhu walked over and rubbed the head of the zodiac sign: “Is the medicine ready?”

The Chinese zodiac squinted his eyes comfortably, like a slapped kitten, nodded, and pointed to a dirty stone jar on the ground, which contained green juice.

The sleeves of the zodiac’s hands shook, and the ants fell from the sleeves to the ground.

There are about 20 or 30, and they are not small, especially the buttocks, which are several times larger than the body and white and shiny.

A group of ants crawled towards the stone jar and began to suck the liquid medicine inside. It was obvious to the naked eye that the large and bright buttocks of these ants began to be filled with green liquid medicine, like a medicine bag, and the food sac should also be in the position of the buttocks.

After filling up, he quickly crawled towards Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu didn’t dare to move, let the ants climb up on his body, bit down hard on the wound, and poured the medicinal liquid in his stomach into his flesh.

Like a needle? Even the pain is about the same.

In fact, it is not correct to say that they are ants. They are a kind of witchcraft called pharmacists raised by the zodiac.

The treatment process is a little scary, and it is estimated that whoever is covered with bugs will not feel very well, but the effect is very good.

Based on Jiang Zhu’s injuries, he originally thought that he would either bleed to death or die from wound infection. In the best case, he would have to lie down for ten days and a half months, but now… he can walk freely.

Those witches crawled back and forth a few times before absorbing the concoction in the stone jar.

Jiang Zhu moved his muscles and bones “after the injection”, and the pain began to come from the wound. It should be that these witches secrete some saliva that makes people feel painless. It doesn’t hurt when they bite, and they only feel it afterward.

The zodiac said: “Will you tell me a story later, I would like to hear the story of the little prince and the rose.”

Before Jiang Zhu could answer, an uncle who was as dark and thin as a bamboo pole came over: “I have a Good witch, how about you help me once?”

This uncle’s name is Jiao Jiang, and he is the leader of this team.

Jiang Zhu explained: “I’m really not a Fuya teacher…”

Before he could finish the words, the zodiac sign next to him jumped up: “Why not, that day you brushed and an undead fell in front of us. ”

Master Fuyi can’t fight, and he is the first to seek good luck and avoid evil. That kind of brushstroke must be the ability of Master Fuyi to save his life.

The road ahead is bumpy, and their team desperately needs a helper who can break good and bad.

“Besides, your book is really good.”

The book the zodiac said was the pillow book “The Book of Answers” in Jiang Zhu’s travel backpack. Jiang Zhu usually used it to entertain himself.

Of course, everyone who understands will understand that the content inside is all psychological hints and all routines.

Jiang Zhu did not expect that he would actually rely on such a book of routines to harmoniously mix in such a strange team.

Jiang Zhu thought to himself, he also needs an identity to survive in this unknown situation, it is difficult to explain it too clearly.

The zodiac is still muttering: “Jiang Zhu is the strangest thing. When he fell in front of us that day, he kept yelling for something to hold him tight and help me dial Yaoer Zero.”

“Jiang Zhu, where are you from, Canglang, Lei? Country, Daze, Haiguo, quicksand?”

Jiang Zhu: “…”

At this time, Uncle Jiaojiang took out a stone egg the size of a palm and carefully cut it with a bronze dagger.

Jiang Zhu was very curious about the bizarre witchcraft, and couldn’t help but take a serious look.

The soil outside the stone egg was peeled off bit by bit, revealing a snail shell inside.

The zodiac cocked his mouth: “Liar, this witchcraft can’t survive at all.”

“This is a nightmare, it feeds on sugar, and now we can’t even get enough to eat, where can we feed it.”

Jiao Jiang was also a little embarrassed: ” Nightmare is not bad except that it is difficult to raise. Jiang Zhu has not been having nightmares and can’t sleep recently. With it, you don’t have to worry about this problem.” There are times when he wakes up in the middle of the night. As he thought before, the real torture begins after he relaxes. Such an experience cannot be tolerated by ordinary people.

Jiang Zhu’s eyes were always on the witchcraft that was opened.

It was a snail shell, it should be said that it was a little boy the size of a thumb with a snail shell on his back, lying there dying.

The magic of species is completely beyond Jiang Zhu’s imagination.

Uncle Jiaojiang murmured a little: “How? Use it for a fuja.” It

seemed impossible, and he whispered: “It can only be dealt with.”

Sugar, can’t live.

Jiang Zhu frowned, and said, “Yes, but I can’t guarantee that what is written in the book is correct.”

Jiao Jiang’s face was filled with joy, and the technique of helping the gods is the most mysterious among the witchcraft of praying for gods. No one can say for sure, as long as there is a helper who is willing to help him calculate, he will be satisfied.

He handed the witch Gu in his hand to Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu held it in his hands and walked towards the old turtle, his travel bag was on the back of the old turtle.

There are very few things in the travel bag, otherwise it would have been thrown away in the running.

He took out the “Book of Answers” and searched again. If he remembered it well, he still had a box of throat lozenges.

I found the throat lozenge in the corner of the bag, took out one and put it in the palm of my hand. The nightmare nose seemed to move, stretched its neck and rubbed the throat lozenge, and then stretched out its tongue to lick it.

Jiang Zhu: “…”

Have you ever seen a puppy holding a bone to chew on? Pretty cute.

Jiao Jiang put his hands together honestly: “Help me calculate, whether our team can reach the destination safely.”

Jiang Zhu stayed in the team for three days, but he actually knew the team’s destination.

They were looking for Xuanpu Hill, the legendary back garden of the god. (Note: The place name comes from “Shan Hai Jing”)

Legend has it that gold and jade are everywhere there, the ground is full of prey, the berries are sweet and juicy… all the beauty is indescribable.

Just because of the legend, they traveled through mountains and rivers to find such a place. If the original Jiang Zhu would have thought it was incredible, but now Jiang Zhu knew why they did this, because it was the only thing they could hope for in their desperation, and the only thing they could live on. hope.

A few years ago, some gods created undead people to conquer the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers. If they were scratched and bitten by the undead people, they would be infected and assimilated into the same monsters. The speed of their expansion was unimaginable.

Another part of the gods was dissatisfied with their actions, and created Garuda with a human face and a bird body in the sky to fight against it.

As a result, the living beings between heaven and earth continue to perish in the war between the undead and Garuda driven by the gods, and the secret races of various ancient countries have no prey that can be preserved, and they have to face ubiquitous dangers, and their lives are getting worse every day. more difficult.

After endless years, all that remains is despair.

In desperation, many teams like Uncle Jiaojiang and the others were looking for a place of hope.

Jiang Zhu sighed in his heart, Xuanpu Hill, the back garden of God, is there really such a beautiful place in the chaotic times?

If you really find it but it is not the same as expected, maybe it is the beginning of real despair.

Jiang Zhu handed over the “Book of Answers”: “Open a page at random.”

For some reason, the pattern on his palm heated up during the process of handing over the book.

Uncle Jiaojiang’s expression was a little solemn.

The fog is vast, the years are rough, and there are thorns and dangers everywhere. Only the Fuya master can spy on the traces of fate when he walks on the edge of fate.

He opened the book with difficulty, and then handed it back: “How?”

His face was full of anticipation.

Jiang Zhu glanced at it: “It may not be easy, but in the end you will find it worthwhile.”

That’s what the book says, Jiang Zhu thought, look, it’s all a routine.

But Jiao Jiang’s eyes suddenly became particularly bright, and a light that had never been seen before appeared in the bottom of his eyes, like a lamp that lit up in despair, swaying but had a direction: “Thank you.”

Jiang Zhu: “…”

We chatted again After two sentences, Jiang Zhu began to tease the witch in his palm. After a while, the little guy actually had the strength to get up.

Jiang Zhu squeezed the throat candy with his fingers, the witch gu bitten on the candy with his entire mouth, turned his butt back, clenched his small fists, and pulled back so hard that his head swayed.

Pretty vicious.

After a while, looking at the sky, Jiang Zhu walked towards the bronze coffin that the old turtle was pulling.

There are more than 30 people in this team, but they are not a group of people.

The zodiac and Uncle Jiaojiang can barely count as a group. In fact, they are also from different places, just for the same purpose.

And the bronze coffins are counted as a group alone, and the zodiac signs just follow the bronze coffin pulled by the old turtle. The old turtle can break through the undead to make way for them. The one in the bronze coffin didn’t drive them away, so they just followed.

The person who really rescued Jiang Zhu was also the one in the bronze coffin, because being scratched and bitten by the undead would be infected and assimilated. It was the one in the bronze coffin who gave him the medicine to prevent him from becoming one of the dead corpses. .

Jiang Zhu couldn’t help but think of Ji Yan when he was in distress in the cave. Ji Yan’s arm was caught by the dead corpse and there were many blood holes, wouldn’t it also be infected and assimilated…

While thinking about it, he walked towards the bronze coffin. According to the zodiac signs, he was a beast language master, so he could control such a big old turtle.

However, it seems that the animal language master does not need to sleep in a coffin.

Jiang Zhu approached and knocked on the bronze coffin: “…The phone is fully charged, are you playing games?”

[End of This Chapter]