Hunting College

The wooden staff held by the patrols is made of oak hazel. The head of the staff is either snake-headed or bird-shaped. It is strange and strange, all of which are spiritual creatures.

The wooden staff is reddish-brown, with a warm color, and a smooth hand, as if coated with wax. Even the protruding knots on the stick did not feel stagnant to the touch.

It is said that these wooden sticks were uniformly made by the school's alchemy research institute, with many magic pattern charms embedded in them, and they are quite powerful within the school's guardian formation. No matter what mountain spirits, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts, they have nowhere to hide under the stick, and they can only be obediently subdued.

Compared with the wooden staff in the hands of the trainees, the old man Verne's cane is thicker and longer. The elves at the head of the stick are in the shape of a bird, but they stretch out two slender arms on the wings, which is very strange.

Zheng Qing secretly speculated that the wooden staff in the old man's hand might be even more powerful, but he didn't know what effect it had, whether it could draw the legendary big monster away.

The wind lantern hung on the head of the stick, swaying slightly as the old man Verne walked, making a fine noise.

The lights sprinkled on the forest path shook with the sound of creaking and swaying, adding to the uncomfortable atmosphere.

In the marching patrol, everyone talked about what had just happened.

"Kappas actually have their own language. I used to know that they can squeak." A chubby boy exclaimed in a surprised tone, as if he had just realized that kappas belonged to intelligent creatures in a sense.

"It’s a rat." Another sophomore from Jiuyou College sneered and said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "I’m just curious about why the school allows these pests to stay on campus... What do they do besides ruining food? It's useless."

"Wisdom is the greatest wealth." An Alpha student seemed to have found an opportunity to criticize his opponent, and said in a pitiful tone: "It is immoral to use'whether it is useful' to evaluate a kind of intelligent creature... Does the assessment not include personal character?"

This sentence ignited the flames of war between Jiuyou students and Alpha students.

But the flames of war were wiped out by the old man Verne:

"Even the useless Kappa is the Kappa of the First University. What to do, the First University has the final say."

With just a word, the flames in everyone's hearts were turned aside, and the expression of Rongyan appeared on their faces.

Zheng Qing was greatly admired in his heart.

The old school worker was obviously very familiar with the discord between the several colleges, and did not give the chance to resurrect the war, and continued:

"Although the kappas in the school are still stubborn, they are very good to the wizards and have no record of hurting people."

"On weekdays, the school work committee often gives them a bit of work, hiring them to help drag the boats under the water, so that they have some means of making a living, so that they will not be taboo for a few stutters."

"We make rules and they abide by the rules, then we have to uphold the rules."

"So, when these little guys get into trouble and get on the patrol, we can't turn a blind eye."

"This is the first university, and we must give them an explanation."

The patrol was moving quickly along the forest path, and everyone was silent when they heard what the old school worker said.

Although it explained the reason for the sudden change of the patrol's itinerary to a certain extent, it did not convince everyone.

"It doesn't make sense that we help them investigate missing persons most of the night."

"I always feel that this is the work of the student union."

"Maybe some clubs and hunting teams are also interested in this kind of thing."

The young new team members whispered and exchanged their opinions, and the focus of the discussion shifted to whether it is reasonable to hand over the matter to the patrol team.

The atmosphere in the team returned to normal and began to slowly become active.

"Quiet!" The old school worker who was walking at the head of the team suddenly stopped, turned his head, and whispered to silence the discussion of the players.

Several young wizards with inattention whispered softly and bumped into each other.

Zheng Qing raised his head and found that the dying wind lantern hung on the head of the stick had no idea when the flame in the cover had been reduced, and only the flame of the bean-sized flame was swaying slowly in the lamp oil.

The old man Verne didn't explain, just raised his head and took a deep breath.

Others didn't know why, but they all learned the old man's behavior very well and took a deep breath.

Only the old hounds in the team crawled on the ground for some reason, burying their heads in the tall grass. He even raised his two front legs and put them on the bridge of his nose, as if trying to contain his breathing.

Although the patrol team has gone far into the woods by the lake, it has not completely escaped the envelope of Linzhong Lake. You can still hear the gurgling sound of the lake.

Take a deep breath, the fragrance of the vegetation, the smell of water vapor, and the fragrance of the earth are mixed together, which is fascinating.

However, a subtle odor mixed in the air irritated everyone's nasal cavity.

Zheng Qing smelled this slightly familiar smell, opened his eyes suddenly, and exclaimed in a low voice:

"Murloc!"

Almost at the same time, several people in the team shouted out the mystery.

The old man Verne did not look back, but slowly nodded, agreeing with the judgment of the young wizards.

"In the middle of the night, what are the murlocs doing when they touch the shore!"

"This place is so far away from Linzhong Lake~www.wuxiaspot.com~ definitely can't use the absurd excuse of getting lost."

"Also, it smells like there is more than one murloc."

"Funny! Are they going to make trouble in the school? Are you afraid that the school work committee will take back their reservations?"

The patrol members were talking about.

It's just that no one is overly worried about the murloc coming ashore. More people are just curious about the purpose of these murlocs and how the school will deal with them.

The old man leaned on the stick and allowed the team members to whisper. After a long time, he sighed deeply and whispered:

"Ling Guo, Zheng Qing, you two come with me. The others return to the lake and continue patrolling...you two juniors are looking after you, you can use emergency signals in case of situations. I let May follow you. "

The old man with two black borders on the robe behind the team should be calm.

The old hunting dog waved his tail and snorted lazily, agreeing to the arrangement.

Although some people expressed a little dissatisfaction, in the stern eyes of the old school workers, no one publicly expressed it, and one after another received orders.

The old man waved his hand to signal them to leave.

"Why do you want to separate?" Lin Guo finally couldn't help but after everyone disappeared, asked in a low voice, "Isn't it safer to have a lot of people... The murlocs in the lake are very powerful, right?"

Zheng Qing did not speak, but he also looked at the old man in front of him with puzzled eyes.

The murloc's hideous face and terrifying physical strength when enrolled in school are vividly visible. Although he is holding a patrol stick, it can't weaken the anxiety in his heart.

"It's all small dolls that don't make people worry." The old man didn't answer Lin Guo's question, just murmured something, then leaned on his cane and strode into the depths of the forest.

The two freshmen looked at each other, and quickly pulled up the sticks and hurried off with their legs, for fear of falling alone in the dark woods.