Hunting College

The night is too long, and it makes people feel that time is not flowing. Especially when you are looking forward to a certain result, this sense of length becomes more and more profound.

After Zheng Qing released the task, he originally wanted to go to sleep again, but found that after having a sense of anticipation, he was always in a state of excitement and it was difficult to really fall asleep. Until he waited hopefully for more than an hour, the dog never appeared, and the hands had passed the zero mark silently.

The young wizard knew he couldn't wait any longer.

There will be classes tomorrow.

He used two sleeping charms to get rid of all the wild thoughts in his mind and fall asleep deeply.

The effect of magic is always satisfactory. Zheng Qing opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright, and the morning chirping of birds faintly came from outside the window, and the thin curtains were slowly moving in the breeze, which made people look refreshing. Cool.

Zheng Qing stared at the top of the tent and paused for a few seconds. When the thoughts in his mind gathered again, he suddenly opened the tent.

There was no one in the dormitory.

As far as I can see, there are no dogs.

Fatty Xin’s bed routinely heard two grunts of varying severity. The little elves hung out of Zheng Qing’s tent in twos and threes, and were disturbed by the movement of his tearing off the tent. They made a slight humming sound, and several active ones. The elves have flapped their wings and flew to the bathroom to prepare hot towels and tea for the wizard to get up early.

It was Xiao Xiao who opened the account with Zheng Qing.

He rubbed his eyes, yawned greatly, and squinted for his glasses on the desk.

Putting on his glasses, he glanced in the direction of Zheng Qing's bed. The young public-sponsored student had just stuffed his head under the bed. He seemed to be looking for something, but he quickly pulled it out unhappy.

Obviously, nothing was gained.

"Like the fat man said yesterday, you have too high expectations for it." The doctor obviously knew what Zheng Qing was looking for, and murmured in a low voice.

The snoring in Fatty Xin's bed stopped abruptly, and then the sound of turning over came from the tent, and the snoring started again.

"After all, it's just a dog."

Zheng Qing remembered the last sentence the fat man said yesterday, and sighed heavily.

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Wednesday morning is a section on the history of magic, and in the afternoon is Lao Yao’s philosophy class.

Compared with the simple agreement of Gouzi, Zheng Qing has more important things to care about-such as the terrible professor of philosophy, the upcoming final exam and the increasing burden of schoolwork.

Busyness and hard work will always make people lose their room for wild thinking. When Zheng Qing returned to his senses again, the third day of the sixteenth week had quietly slipped away from him.

Throughout the day, there was not a dog hiding in the corner peeping at him.

When Zheng Qing and his companions left the library back to the dormitory with their tired bodies on Wednesday night, Xiao Xiao mentioned the incident.

"You didn't yell at that dog today, did you?"

"I really didn't see it."

"Could it be that the mission you arranged yesterday was too dangerous. It was caught by that strange wizard and made soup?"

"It's my shit." Thinking of the bad possibility, the young wizard suddenly stopped feeling good, stopped, and whispered: "This is the first university... there shouldn't be that bad wizard."

Just like the occasional abnormalities in the mortal world, there is always a small group of wizards in the wizarding world who don't like small animals, and they love torturing and killing them.

"It doesn't have to be a wizard...Did you forget the little white cat whose eyes were gouged last year?" Xiao Xiao reminded: "That faceless demon may still be hiding in the school."

This sentence reminded Zheng Qing of Jiang Yu.

"It was just an accident," he muttered, his steps getting heavier.

People who talk about accidents are often prone to accidents. This is not metaphysics, but a theory that has been seriously discussed in the magic philosophy class. Zheng Qing quickly put this theory into practice.

When the group returned to the dormitory and just opened the door of the dormitory, they heard screams in the room. Zheng Qing was stunned for a second and rushed in hastily.

I saw the little elves floating in the air, fluttering their wings, clustered into a cluster, like a light green cloud. Under the clouds, there is a strange black-robed wizard lying.

The wizard did not lie down voluntarily.

His two wrists, two ankles, collar, and other vitals were bitten by a gray dog, and there was a fat cat squatting on his face. The tail was clumped and blocked. The wizard's mouth-if the wizard opens his mouth unfortunately and the fat cat happens to be'convenient' for a while, that scene will be horrible to think about.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Zheng Qing asked in a pile of voices, and walked quickly to the wizard, holding a few pieces of talisman paper in his hand.

"Puff!" Another gray dog ​​suddenly appeared in front of him, squatting, sticking out his tongue happily, and his tail wagging fast.

Zheng Qing stopped immediately.

His gaze hovered over the dog in front of him and the six or seven other gray silhouettes for a while, and finally confirmed that they were all the dogs, but compared with last night, the silhouettes of the seven or eight dogs before him It has become a little weaker. It is like the difference between thick ink and light ink.

"Clone?" Fatty Xin tried to lean forward, guessing in a low voice.

Zheng Qing didn't seem to hear his speculation, because he realized a more unusual thing-the dog did not run away in front of the strange wizard.

"It's not a clone...It's more like the same dog, a shadow that travels in different time and space for a short time." Xiao Xiao said a very sloppy remark, not knowing when he had already held his crystal ball in his hand.

The crystal ball shone with countless fine rays of light ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ criss-crossed, like a huge web of light.

After seeing Zheng Qing's questioning eyes, the doctor pointed to the light net on the crystal ball and briefly explained: "Our dormitory, or the small place where the dog appears, has a slight disorder in time and space... This confirms its identity from the side."

The blood of Mhisha, a guest of Tindalus City, a hunter who can travel through the long river of time and space to hunt down prey. Perhaps because the bloodline is too indifferent, its space-time shuttle ability and hunting instinct have been weakened a lot. But this has not weakened that ‘characteristic’.

"A group of dogs," the fat man exclaimed, trying to get closer, but then a few gray dogs jumped out of the void and blocked in front of him, barring their teeth and throats. There was a threatening sound.

Xiao Xiao pulled the fat man behind him.

"Theoretically, the gap between time and space is infinite. Even if it is one second, it can be subdivided infinitely." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and explained simply: "This also means that it can move from the gap between time and space. Summon countless'self' in the middle... as long as the magic and spirit can support it."