Hunting College

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Even if he was very sure that the fat blue man lying on the beach was his classmate, Zheng Qing would not be careless. He still followed the regular procedures in the hunting plan to inspect the fat man.

During the whole process, the fat blue man who was sitting on the beach was very cooperative, except that when a young lady wearing a bikini passed in front of him, he wiped his saliva, and did not do anything else.

"Don't you worry that I am a trick in my dream?"

Zheng Qing threw those talisman papers for warding off evil spirits, destroying demons, and transforming evil spirits on the fat man, and asked curiously, "You can trust my talisman paper so much?"

The fat man raised his eyebrows and looked down at a slowly falling talisman.

The yellow talisman fell swayingly, stuck with grease and sweat on his body, without arousing any abnormality. Zheng Qing pinched his hand to activate the talisman paper, and he was wrapped in wisps of blue smoke, looking like a big Buddha enjoying incense.

"It's not normal."

The fat man patted his belly, took a heavy breath, and inhaled the smoke and firework around him, showing a simple smile: "...and even if you are not at ease, I have to let you get closer before I can react. Now."

While speaking, he turned his hand and put away a small black box.

Zheng Qing suddenly.

The box was about an inch long and short, with **** thick and thin. The top of the box had a small hole as large as a grain of rice, and the whole box was painted with golden runes. It was the flying centipede they bought at Wandering Bar a long time ago.

Flying centipedes like to **** the brains of demons and are very sensitive to the breath of demons. But this is not to say that it only reacts to the breath of the demon. This kind of ancient insects can recognize crises and weirdness far beyond ordinary wizards.

The flying centipede in Fatty's hand, because of its young age, can only feel the abnormality within 15 steps.

Starting from this request, he also hoped that Zheng Qing would come closer.

But there is a problem.

"I remember, the flying centipede was kept by the elder." The young public-sponsored student took a step back a little later, with a trace of alert on his face: "Even if the elder lent it to you, it has not been sacrificed, how do you use it?"

"It's because I don't have a sacrifice, so it can only discern the breath within fifteen steps." The fat man squinted at another beauty who ran across the beach, and at the same time glanced at Zheng Qing from the corner of his light. Tucao said: "I don't even think it's weird that you have a tail hanging behind you, you still suspect me?"

tail?

Zheng Qing was a little baffled, turned his head and looked back.

He thought the fat man was saying that someone was following, but after turning around, he realized that the fat man was talking about the real tail. A thick and long tail covered with black fur, as if aware of Zheng Qing's thoughts, poked out from under his robe, volleyed a few times.

It looked like a little hand that said hello.

Zheng Qing frightened back and almost fell on the beach.

The black tail was dangling in the air, trying to help the wizard maintain a balance, which made Zheng Qing feel an indescribable sense of absurdity.

"So, you just let me learn to control myself. It's a fallacy." The fat man took out a knife from nowhere, sliced ​​open the belly of the roasted camel, reached for a long time in it, and finally found a roasted quail. He bit his mouth indiscriminately, shook his head, and commented:

"You can't even control what you look like, and you want to hide your thoughts. Wouldn't you slip the world away... The consequence of trying to shield your thoughts is that no matter where you go, there is a cloud of fog behind you."

Zheng Qing didn't take care of the fat man's ridicule, and quickly took out a mirror from the gray cloth bag.

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Fortunately, fortunately, although his face was a little pale, he still had his own face now, not staring at a cat face and running around. The young public servant sighed softly and looked back.

Just like the fat man just said.

Behind him, far away, is covered with thin mist, like a tail dragged by a white robe. Compared with the world that has just arrived, the fog is not dense, but it also smears the original clean and refreshing beach with a somewhat vague and chaotic feeling.

"Go, go." The fat man finished eating the last piece of breast of the roasted quail, dropped the bone, stood up laboriously, and looked around reluctantly: "...the beautiful scenery of the day is beautiful, and who is the pleasure?" Dream. Go, go."

After all, he wiped his oily hands on Zheng Qing's robe casually, screaming and rushing towards the edamame.

The dog meowed and ran away.

Zheng Qing looked at the oil stain on his robe, and bared his teeth. Just about to curse a few vulgar words, he saw a piece of mist clinging to his robe, eliminating the oil stain.

This is a dreamland, but also an illusion.

Zheng Qing nodded thoughtfully, and followed the footsteps of Maodou and Fatty in the distance.

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...

Water waves are rippling.

Distorted the original illusory face of the dream, and also shattered the white mist.

Mr. Wu looked away from the Wang Qingshui in the copper basin and looked at the door of Sanyou Bookstore.

"That **** ran to Dreamland?"

A yellow whirlwind smashed through the door curtain of the bookstore, scratched in front of the bookstore owner’s recliner, and stopped abruptly: "...It's just crazy! Lawless! How dare he be so reckless! A group of first-grade little wizards dare to go to Dreamland? How does the school teach people now!"

The yellow lily blew his beard and stared, lowered his voice and roared, and the tip of his tail fluttered in the air behind him.

Its sound shook the copper basin humming, and the clear water in the copper basin trembled, making the reflection in the clear water fragmented.

Mr. Wu took off his glasses, put the book he was holding on his knees, rubbed his eye sockets, and his gaze fell on the tip of the yellow raccoon's tail. He felt that the cat's tail resembled the tail of a certain grey dog.

Maybe this cat and that dog had miscarried each other? The old man thought secretly in his heart, looked up at the ceiling, and once again doubted whether there is something outside the world that would interfere with the operation of this world.

"The school naturally has school rules~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mr. Wu casually replied: "As for why the child went to the dreamland, I can probably guess the reason... and I took him to go shopping before, he I don't think there is much danger there. "

"Why are you taking him there?"

"See the falsity and reality of this world."

"Don't you tell him how dangerous the world in the mirror is? Those old things in the depths of the starry sky cannot descend into this world, but they can put their tentacles into the dreamland...Does he know this?"

"I don't know." The gentleman looked at Huamao and spread his hands sincerely:

"But if you keep it in a greenhouse, no matter how rough the grass is, it will be nurtured...just like when you face the sun, you will always be drowsy. Only when you are blown by the cold wind can your consciousness become clear Some. This is not a big deal, but a little common sense."

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