Hunting College

"Demon Hunting College (

The old witch in the purple cloak took a close look at the portrait.

There is a short-haired witch with a red robe and a black cat tail; a long-haired witch, also in a red robe, with a pair of white cat ears between her hair; and a grey-fluttering dog. It is hideous, with a disgusting face, and is marked with a letter'mew' next to it, which means that this dog can bark.

"stranger?"

The old witch blinked, and his eyes fell on the hair color of the two young wizards: "They all have black hair? And brought a dog that can only learn to bark?"

"Yes. They shouldn't have been in this city for a long time," Zhu Zhu's eyes have been staring at the golden gradual cat's claw protruding from under the old witch's cloak, but his mouth is answering questions in a regular manner: "If you can tell us where they are going..."

With that, she took out a bag of heavy gold from her arms.

This was "borrowed" she had just chatted with the dwarf merchant.

The gold was placed on the purple tablecloth, making a heavy noise. The old witch's half-squinted eyes suddenly widened, and the cat under the cloak also revealed an apricot pupil.

"It's... what a pity." The old witch looked at the bag of gold greedily, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not dare to lie in front of the two demons: "I haven't seen these people in the portrait."

"Oh." Zhu Zhu didn't have much disappointment in his tone, and she didn't expect to find those guys just by asking casually. She picked up the bag of gold again, but unexpectedly the old witch's skinny claws grabbed a corner of the pocket.

"I can provide clues." The old witch licked her lips and glanced at the little banshee eagerly.

Zhu Zhu hesitated for a second, then turned to look at Nikita.

Nikita is still studying that little poem.

But she seemed to notice Zhu Zhu's gaze and nodded slightly.

The little banshee yanked the bag of gold back into her arms, then opened the mouth of the bag, took out a few gold coins from it, and threw them on the purple tablecloth: "If it's just a clue... these are enough."

The old witch was a little disappointed, but quickly put away the gold coins with her hands and feet, and bit them one by one in her mouth.

Not afraid of breaking his teeth, Zhu Zhu looked at the few yellow teeth left in the shriveled mouth of the old witch, thinking maliciously in his heart, and hurriedly knocked on the table.

"If you want to find someone, you can never go wrong to go to the tavern over there." The old witch replied calmly: "But if you want to find someone with black hair, you have to go to the'Cats of Menis The tavern'...it is the place where the whole Uzzah black-haired people are most concentrated."

"Tavern?" Nikita turned her head and pondered for a moment: "Well, it just so happens that I want to drink some wine."

Unlike her, the little banshee’s attention is more likely to be attracted by the part suitable for the little banshee: "Cat tavern, mean there are many cats in that store?"

"No, there is only one black cat in that shop." The wrinkles on the old witch's face stretched out, revealing an elusive smile: "And no one knows whether the cat is alive or dead."

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The silhouettes of the two banshees have just disappeared in the crowd.

In front of the divination booth under the big purple umbrella, several small bosses who were doing business nearby gathered.

Wearing a white apron, the chubby, bald fried chicken stall owner asked cautiously: "The two guests just now..."

"It's a legendary monster, right!" The owner of the fruit stand with a moustache looked at the old witch with certainty: "Their scarlet eyes can scare people to death far away! "

"The vampire's eyes are also red..."

"There has never been a vampire in Uzza, and ghouls are almost the same!"

"Have you seen such a beautiful ghoul?"

"Shut up!" The old witch's skinny claws patted heavily on the purple tablecloth, stopping the commotion in front of the booth: "Have you not seen the pattern on the shoulder of the tall child demon?"

"It seems to be a capital'M'?"

"That is the sign of the Sea-Monster King's subordinate, Captain of the Mist." No matter where it is, the fortune-teller is the most knowledgeable type of existence. The old witch easily confirmed the identity of the banshees: "That is no less than a great The existence of Lord Bastite."

"What will the Sea-Monster King's subordinates do in Uzza City," the little jewellery shop owner wringed her fingers nervously, "We don't have the sea here..."

"But we have cats here!" The old witch replied affirmatively: "Even demons can't resist the charm of these chosen creatures... We must report this to the temple."

"The wandering caravan is coming!"

"The wandering caravan is here! The camel of their former team has passed the gate of the city!"

Newsboys in gray shorts rushed from one side of the street to the other, shouting the latest news to the merchants in the market: "They want colorful glass beads, wood carvings made of dead trees, and transparent pebbles. They have a lot of people and eat a lot!"

The small businessmen crowded around the divination booth and quickly returned to their respective booths to prepare for the arrival of a large number of guests.

Only the old witch slowly put away the parchment and hard-shell book on the purple tablecloth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then she rubbed the thin-mouthed copper pot with her skinny fingers, watching the pearly mist from the spout , Murmured: "Bastit, Bastit, Bastit..."

A plump gold gradually came out from under the old witch's robe, rubbing her big round head against her leg.

The old witch took out one of the gold coins that the banshee gave her, stuffed it into the small leather pocket on Jin Gradient’s neck, and then touched the soft fur on its neck: "Go, go, Basty Special darling, tell Elder Attar that strange guests have arrived in the city..."

The fat cat slid from the old witch's legs to the ground, and walked briskly out of the bottom of the table. It only flashed around, and disappeared into the crowded street in a blink of an eye, disappearing.

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"Do we really don't have to go back to the temple?" Zheng Qing pushed open a butterfly spring door, and looked back at Xiao Xiao: "By the way, how did we get out of the museum just now?"

"Magic." The doctor replied simply: "I have finished asking what I want, so naturally there is no reason to stay there."

"Then why are we here?"

"Because I'm hungry." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and replied with a false eye: "And this is the closest food store to us."

As the door was pushed open, noisy voices rushed into the ears of the young wizard.

The perpetual smell of smoke, the rich aroma of wine and barbecue, and the loud noises of travelers from different origins, intertwined with each other, and the dim light in the tavern creates a fusion of barbarism and civilization atmosphere.

"Welcome to the Cat Tavern in Menis!"

The waiter in the shop warmly entertained the guests who had just walked into the shop: “Here is the most delicious barbecue in Uzza, the refreshing drink, and the most mysterious cat!