Hunting College

The pavilion under the night is silent and serene, like an old man sitting on a deck chair, silently observing this quiet world. Outside the pavilion is surrounded by the white mist that never seems to be tired; in the pavilion, the tall floor-to-ceiling mirror stands quietly there like a qualified servant.

Quietly.

"Boom!"

A figure rolled, groaned, and rolled out of the mirror.

He didn't cry, just struggled to stand up and looked around. In the silent night, the pavilion was empty, and there was no one except him.

Mr. is not there either.

Zheng Qing squeezed his fists, feeling something missing.

He lowered his head and thought for a few seconds before realizing that the gilt and silver pot that Zhu Si had given him before was missing. The silver pot was because the gray cloth bag couldn't fit, so he had to carry something in his hand.

Zheng Qing touched the gray cloth bag hanging around his waist.

The gray cloth bag that was swollen before has collapsed again.

He hurriedly checked the contents of the bag.

Gems of all colors, night pearls, piles of gold, mithril, refined copper, delicate silverware, and broken alchemy objects were all gone. Except for the red string on the wrist tied with the leaves of the maze, the ‘deposit’ that Zhu Si gave him all disappeared in the bag.

But the snacks, books, cinnabar, talisman paper and other materials he sent out in the mirror world, but still quietly stayed in the gray cloth bag box. It's just that the food has turned grayish white. Zheng Qing took a bite of beef jerky, feeling like chewing a piece of wood. The appearance of cinnabar and talisman paper is complete, but they have lost their magical luster and become waste products.

Only books, although they appear to be worn out, there is no defect in the knowledge and content inside.

The night wind gently passed through the pavilion, making the wizard feel a bit of chill.

The chill is hard to feel in summer.

Zheng Qing sighed softly.

Stand up straight, turn your head, and glance at the tall floor mirror behind you.

This time, he finally saw the line of words engraved on the mirror lintel.

The light is like a piece of water, and the shadow illuminates the people on both sides.

The moonlight fell like water on the mirror, and the shadow in the mirror dressed in women's clothing was scratching his head and trying to arouse the wizard's anger. If before meeting Zhu Si, Zheng Qing might find a stone to have a good theory with the fairy in the mirror, but right now, he just glanced at the figure in the glasses faintly, and then looked away.

At the same time he looked away, the silver mirror surface of the floor mirror suddenly rippled, and the face of the figure wearing the women's dress in the mirror showed a little horror, screaming and fleeing into the mirror.

After a while, Mr. Wu's tall figure went through the mirror and appeared in the pavilion.

He looked at the young public student with a look of surprise.

"You came out by yourself?"

Zheng Qing nodded and hurriedly said: "Sir..."

Mr. Wu raised his hand, stopped the boy's question, and asked, "What time is it?"

Zheng Qing resisted the impatience in his heart, took out the silver pocket watch, opened the cover, and glanced at the time: "It's zero and one in the evening."

When the words fell, the young public-funded student suddenly realized that it was just a minute after he entered the world in the mirror. Considering that Mr. Shifen took him into the world in the mirror, and it took him a lot of time to check the gray bag just now, in fact, the time he really stayed in the world in the mirror may be shorter.

"It's too fast." The husband shook his head, glanced back at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, then looked back at the young public student, and repeated it again: "Too fast."

"Do you think I came out too fast?" Zheng Qing asked rhetorically.

"Yes." The gentleman's answer was not polite at all: "It is far beyond your IQ. To get out of the mirror world, you can rely on your little magic knowledge or a hint of forbidden curse aura from time to time. not enough."

"How long do you think I will stay in there?"

"I don't know." The gentleman held the Roman column of the floor mirror with one hand, and answered calmly: "The time in the world in the mirror is chaotic and random. Maybe one second before, the day in the mirror is a year outside. For a moment, the year in the mirror is a second outside. It is difficult for us to use reality to define illusion."

The wizard supported his forehead, and what Zhu Si said appeared in his mind, and I strongly hoped that she would really only stay in the mirror for a few months. Just when he raised his hand, the red thread on his wrist tied with the fascinating tree leaves was exposed.

The husband raised his eyebrows, grabbed his wrist, and carefully examined the rune flowing on the leaf and the thin red thread.

for a long time.

"It seems that you have met some interesting friends in the mirror world." The husband put down the wizard's wrist and turned to look at the tall silent floor mirror beside him, his tone full of nostalgia: "...If you don't mind, you can follow Shall I talk?"

Zheng Qing took a deep breath—the husband's request was also what he wanted to do most after he appeared in the world.

"She's called Zhu Si."

Starting from the name, the wizard described his experience in the mirror world in detail.

...

...

It is also a pavilion.

There is also Zheng Qing.

It's just that the sun is shining outside this pavilion, and the billowing heat waves are mixed with the noise of insects, which makes people sleepy. This is the pavilion on the promenade around Linzhong Lake. It is the weekend. There are no students coming and going to class, but the fish and people in the lake have also disappeared a lot, hiding in the dirty stone cave at the bottom of the lake.

The noon training of the Yougui Hunting Team came to an end. The hunters leaned on the bench in the gazebo in twos and threes, discussing the various situations they had just encountered during the training.

"It's too hot, too hot."

Fatty Xin wiped his sweat-stained forehead, pulled up the collar of his robe, bent his wrist, and tried to send a small amount of wind into the clothes.

But for this little wind, he needs to pay more sweat. It is difficult to judge whether this action is cost-effective.

The fat man turned his neck with difficulty, looked around for a while, and finally found the captain of the hunting team.

"You slept peacefully." He muttered, and moved to Zheng Qing's side, and a pair of pig hands touched the young public servant.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Jixin yelled.

"Find the summer charm!" The fat man replied gruffly, "there is the one that can provide coolness...what is that charm?"

"Qingliang Fu," Xiao Xiao replied.

"Yes, Qingliangfu." The fat man turned for a long time, and finally found a stack of talisman papers he had prepared in Zheng Qing's arms, grabbed it with joy, and shook his friends: "I can finally cool down!"

There was a warm cheer in the pavilion.

In the cheers ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiao Xiao approached Zheng Qing and looked at the sleeping wizard curiously.

"What are you looking at again?" Zhang Jixin sighed and asked.

"How could he sleep so dead?" Xiao Xiao twitched Zheng Qing's ears. The young public-sponsored student ignored him and continued to fall asleep, even spouting a bubble in his nose.

"Perhaps he was too tired yesterday. He just slept with a sleeping talisman?" The acting captain guessed, and gave Xiao Xiao a smile: "Don't disturb people sleeping!"

"Perhaps." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and looked suspiciously at the young public student. His eyes slowly fell from his face, and finally fell on Zheng Qing's wrist.

There was a thin red thread studded with a maze of leaves. The leaves seemed to be enchanted, and from time to time there were fine golden runes flashing past.

Xiao Xiao remembered that Zheng Qing's wrist was still clean when he went out in the morning, without the red string.

Not even that leaf.