“There is such a boy,

A strange boy who will turn into a cat.

One day, he lost his shadow.

They told him

The shadow went to a very far place,

Crossing the continent and the ocean,

Crossing the stars and the future,

Very far, very far away…”

Under the desolate night, a black cat was raising its tail and singing a song, walking forward.

Five light balls of different sizes are surrounded by the sky above its head. The small one is just the mouth of the bowl, not far from the black cat's head; the large one is more than a few feet in diameter and hundreds of meters above the ground, like a star picked by someone.

These large and small balls of light floated in the air, surrounding them along their respective tracks, sprinkling silver and white light all over the ground, illuminating the black cat for several miles.

The black cat is picking and choosing within this range of miles and choosing an appropriate path.

The old lich was sad and walked hundreds of meters in front of the black cat, serving as its guide. If the old lich knew that he would be thrown out as a bait and a pathfinder after he provided advice to Zheng Qing, he would definitely shut up early.

But when it woke up, it was too late, and there was no regret medicine in the world to sell—there was no wizard world, let alone this desolate black prison.

As for the few remaining people in the adventure team.

Zheng Qing, Jiang Yu, and Zhu Si were surrounded by miles behind the black cat, rubbing against the edge of the light covered by the "Shi Xiaoxing" and Jiang Yu held a candle in her hand. Zheng Qing held a talisman gun and was alert to the left and right. Zhu Si climbed on Jiang Yu's back and lay on Zheng Qing's shoulder, and changed the burnt horse talismans for the two of them from time to time.

With the wizard aura of Baicao concealed several people, the external spirit aura emitted from the talisman gun, and the black cat and the old lich in front of him served as bait, Zheng Qing had sufficient reason to believe that he was relatively safe now.

But as the saying goes, "Be prepared for danger in times of peace."

Especially in the world of black prison, the so-called security is just the moon in the water, flowers in the mirror, and bubbles that break when touched. This made Zheng Qing more cautious, worried, and talk less.

Jiang Yu may be very quiet out of the girl's reserve; Zhu Si is even alone and used to quietness.

Under various factors, the back team composed of these three people is not as lively as the front army of one cat and one demon.

Zheng Qing listened to the sparse singing from the night wind and looked at the black cat jumping around the rugged rocks, and couldn't help but think of the yellow raccoon in Sanyou Bookstore.

Perhaps this black cat can become good friends with the yellow raccoon.

Thinking of Huanghuali, Zheng Qing thought of Mr. Wu again.

Then I remembered the few small stoves that Mr. Wu had taught himself this semester, the huge standing mirror connecting the fantasy dreams, and the thrilling fantasy dream journey not long ago, the young wizard couldn't help but look at Zhu Si who was holding Jiang Yu's arm.

When he noticed the boy's gaze, the little witch looked at him in confusion, with a sweet smile on her face.

Zheng Qing's heart moved slightly and turned to Jiang Yu.

“What week is today?”

He asked in a daze.

The witch glanced at him, pondered for a few seconds before answering: "Saturday."

“Saturday.”

Zheng Qing sighed deeply: "Theoretically, the school museum we went to last night... but it feels like it was half a lifetime ago."

"Although time is the most commonly used measure by wizards, it does not mean that wizards will be shackled by the linearity of time." The witch comforted softly: "When magic has reached a certain stage, time and matter will become a concept... Just like we don't care about the boundaries of ice and fire, the wizard's observation of time will gradually become blurred."

The witch nodded thoughtfully, deeply agreeing.

But this is not what he wants to explore.

"If you remember correctly," Zheng Qing coughed lightly, skipped the difficult philosophical discussion just now, and told the witch about something he had just remembered: "There are two Mays this year... The first weekend in early June is the second May this year."

"Episode May." Jiang Yu immediately replied, paused before asking, "Is there any problem?"

"Sir once told me a prophecy."

Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment and finally decided to tell the witch: "Mr. Tell me that on the first weekend of early June and the second May, the lines of destiny are intertwined, all living beings return to their positions, the stars return to their stars, the distant returning to their hometown, the hostile face to face, and the blood filled with blood."

After saying that, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and his heart seemed to have lifted a heavy burden, making him much lighter.

It was quiet all around.

Except for the black cat in the distance howling at the top of his throat, he could only vaguely hear the slight rustling sounds of the two people walking.

A few moments.

The witch tilted her head and looked at him: "It's over?"

“That’s all.”

Zheng Qing curled his lips, glanced across the dead wilderness around him, and asked softly: "What do you think?"

"Sir is a very powerful wizard, and the prophecy he gave is naturally not aimless."

Jiang Yu did not answer Zheng Qing’s question positively, but immediately grasped the most critical part of the prophecy: “But it sounds like a reminder or a warning rather than making you resist fate. I’m a little curious, why did this prophecy be made? This is very critical.”

Zheng Qing rubbed the talisman gun in his arms, recalled for a moment before answering in a low voice:

"It was the first time I entered the world in the mirror through that magic mirror and met Zhu Si."

Hearing his name, the little witch raised her head and revealed a trace of memory: "Well... that happened a long time ago, I can't remember it very clearly."

Her tone was not blamed at all, but Zheng Qing would rather be beaten up by herself.
Chapter completed!