Hunting College

After the divination, the old murloc priest lifted the dragon skin cloak hung on the bone stick, shook the lice and dust on it, and put it on the head of ‘Yagneg’ again.

At the same time, a little murloc in a short gray robe, holding a huge shell, stumbled around from behind, walked up to a few young wizards, lowered his head timidly, and said nothing.

The old murloc glanced at it, muttering, as if cursing.

Kolmar was the first to throw a silver corner into the shell.

The little murloc babbled for a while, and finally suffocated a ‘thank you’. The voice was very low, as if it were a mosquito, and it also brought a murloc’s unique air leak.

Others suddenly realized that this is for a reward.

The few are like Zheng Qing, because they hate to smoke too much before, and are not very cold about the old murloc's divination, they only lost a handful of copper in the shell; more are like the little fox, maybe it looks at the little murloc Cute, pretending to be generous, he took out a golden bean from the bell hanging on his neck and slammed it into the shell very boldly. Zheng Qing was distressed.

I don’t feel distressed when I sell my son. The young publicist was talking in my heart. He stretched out his hands and slapped the fluff on the necks of two little foxes. He didn't give that golden bean.

Of course, he finally did not fish out the golden bean again.

After leaving the murloc's tent, Kolma said goodbye to several young wizards. She needs to reconcile with her men and continue to purchase live frogs for the wizards of the North District.

Jiang Yu went back to school with the two wizards.

On the way back to school, Zheng Qing curiously asked Xiao Xiao how he felt when using psychic divination. Of course, before that, he briefly repeated to Xiao Xiao what ‘Yagneg’ had said-except for a small part. He did not mention to Xiao Xiao the divination related to the ‘witness’.

"The feeling of psychic divination is very tired, but it is not tired in our popular sense."

Xiao Xiao thought about it for a long time, and finally made a vivid metaphor: "It's like we sometimes dream at night, dreaming that we have been running or climbing, or being chased by demons, waiting for you to be so tired...when you are dreaming Very tired, and for a short time after waking up, but also very tired...but just a little rest."

This metaphor immediately gave Zheng Qing a very clear feeling.

"...At the beginning, we didn't ask any questions." Jiang Yu mentioned a blind spot in the tent before and asked Xiao Xiao: "Why did you start talking right after you put on that skull?"

"It's like a support." Zheng Qing added.

Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes.

"Don't use the terrible word'skull'." He reprimanded in an educational tone: "'Yagneg' is a real being with the personality of a god...Although he is in a bad situation now."

Zheng Qing suddenly thought of the Moon God who was entangled with Irina, and suddenly fell into a depression.

Jiang Yu seemed to know what he was thinking, grabbed Poseidon's paw, and patted the wizard's cheek comfortingly. The furry claws made Zheng Qing feel better.

Xiao Xiao couldn't see whether he was upset, holding his head, staring at the starry sky above his head, and slowly said as he walked:

"Although you didn't ask any questions after entering the tent, there were doubts in my head. The first moment Yagnegg put on my head, he understood my confusion... so the first question he started to talk about was related to the sheep. Milk-related. That's the problem that worries me the most."

"Evil." Zheng Qing muttered, recalling the words of Agnieg: "Lumps of meat, tentacles, big mouth dripping with slime... Senior Sister Korma said that she knew who was in the starry sky, you know Yet?"

"Nicholas." Xiao Xiaoxin said calmly.

"Who?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows-his first reaction was the repetitive old student in the class, Liu Feifei's boyfriend-could not help but be surprised: "Nicholas?"

"Don't name that taboo name!" Jiang Yu exclaimed in some panic.

Obviously, she knew who Xiao Xiao was talking about.

"It doesn't matter, this is the first university." Xiao Xiao glanced at her comfortingly, and then patiently explained:

"Sab Nicholas, a powerful foreign god, has the words'Goddess of Darkness and Abundance, Supreme Mother God, the Black Goat of the Forest' that bred thousands of descendants... We can easily follow Find out the connection between them at certain key points."

"But you need to be careful not to talk about this name outside of Phuket. It will attract attention from the depths of the starry sky. The weight of the line of sight is beyond the ordinary registered wizard..."

"Wait a moment." Zheng Qing raised his hand to stop Xiao Xiao from continuing to explain. He tilted his head and stared at Xiao Xiao: "Black goat of the forest? Black goat?"

He emphasized the last three words.

The pet that Lin Guo has just lost recently is a black goat. Zheng Qing was impressed by it. The black sheep should be very old and very spiritual.

Xiao Xiao knew what he was thinking of, and nodded, "...In fact, this is what I suspect. The time when Linguo’s black goat disappeared was too coincidental. It happened during this time that students in the school suddenly started drinking. Goat's milk... If it weren't for the first university, I would doubt that Nicholas had sneaked into Phuket quietly."

Zheng Qing gave a dry cough and glanced at Jiang Yu.

The arms of the witch holding Poseidon were a little stiff.

Both of them thought of the night when a street was destroyed, and thought of the projection of the outside **** they had faced. Especially Zheng Qing, thinking of the ‘witness’ mentioned by Yagneg in divination, felt that he had already hammered this guess.

Xiao Xiao keenly noticed the abnormal atmosphere flowing in the air, put down his arms, and looked around, "...Is there anything I need to know?"

Zheng Qing coughed twice again, Jiang Yu lowered his head, played with Poseidon's big tail, and kept silent.

"Ah," the wizard bit his scalp and didn't mention what happened that night—he could hardly explain to others how he escaped from Nicholas's hands—so he changed the subject:

"I mean, Professor Garcia mentioned before that the longevity turtles of Linzhong Lake once saw a cat fighting with a black goat... I thought that black goat was Linguo's pet. But now it seems, Could that black sheep be the shadow of the Highness Nicholas you mentioned?"

Xiao Xiao nodded, then shook his head again.

"Any advent needs a carrier." His tone was a little serious, and the content of the words made everyone feel heavy: "The carrier that fits best with the'Black Goat of the Forest', which is on the island. , As far as I know, it is the black goat~www.wuxiaspot.com~Zheng Qing smiled reluctantly.

"Is that black sheep going to destroy the world?" He skipped this guess, repeating the content of the previous divination in a slightly exaggerated tone: "What rivers are dried up, the forests are burned, the thunderous roar... and the castle can't Protect us... shall we not live in the castle?"

Xiao Xiao pursed his mouth, a rare trace of embarrassment on his face.

"It's not necessarily related to Nicholas." He replied with no confidence: "In the beginning, what I was thinking about was goat milk... But as my sight got higher and higher-my sight and Yager His Royal Highness Neger wandered through the long river of time and space together—I couldn't help but look at the school a few more times."

"So the crazy divination in the following paragraph may be other problems in the school...not necessarily related to goat milk."

This answer is not comforting at all.

It's worse.

If the school is unable to protect them, where is it safe?