Hunting College

Of course, no matter how heavy the shadow is, it will only sneak in the depths of the sun.

No matter how many disturbing signs appear on campus, they are still just signs.

Life continues.

The dream is still deep.

After patrolling on Saturday night, Zheng Qing returned to the dormitory and fell asleep.

In his dream, he heard the gurgling water of Linzhong Lake, heard a cat meowing in a place where he couldn't see, and there was also a faint sting sound as if the radio had broken.

Several voices mixed together, one after another, making Zheng Qingshui irritable.

Until he opened his eyes, the sound of the dream still seemed to echo in his ears.

The sun was shining outside the window.

It is already past 12 noon.

Zheng Qingmi stared, felt the pain in his forehead, and couldn't help rubbing his scalp vigorously.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

It seems that the imperfect sleep last night evoked the old disease of his body that has been in the dust for a long time.

Since practicing calligraphy with Mr. Wu, Zheng Qing's head illness has rarely occurred. The only attack in recent years was when he was attacked by the banshee who sneaked into the cabin on the special plane that came to the first university, Zheng Qing's headache once broke out briefly.

Maybe it was the sequelae of that headache.

Maybe because the magic fluctuations on the campus of the first university are more complicated.

Zheng Qing felt uncomfortably that he had more and more bizarre dreams recently, and that palpitating headache faintly followed him.

This is not a good sign.

"Wake up?" Xiao Xiao's lazy voice sounded from under the window: "When you wake up, get up, wash, and eat quickly... Today there is a special puff pastry onion soup, the staple food is roasted cassava and mushaka, Xin The fat man also asked the auntie in the cafeteria for two cucumbers to satisfy you."

Zheng Qing couldn't help swallowing as he heard the rustle of his paper bag.

He tried to raise his arms, trying to prop up his body.

But this effort soon failed.

The sequelae of the patrol last night intensively broke out. He felt that the muscles on his body seemed to be melted, and he was lazy and unable to lift his strength.

The original bed is an excellent medicine to treat this disease.

Only because there was an important date at two o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Qing had to gritted his teeth and crawled out of the comfortable bed.

The curtains on the balcony were wide open, and plenty of sunlight poured into the dormitory.

The fat cat collapsed into a blanket and occupies a half of the desk, enjoying the caress of the early autumn sunshine. It squinted and allowed the elves to crawl around on itself, like a soft pillow.

Only occasional shaking beards and flashing ears can prove that it is still alive.

The elves looked particularly energetic in the warm sun.

They screamed, flapping their wings happily, flying around every corner of the dormitory.

Soon after finishing morning class at noon yesterday, Zheng Qing took the little guys to Beta Town to find Dr. Duzem for review. The results of various examinations were beyond the doctor's expectation, and the effect of Yu Yuanlingsan was very good.

"They can last another week." The doctor promised, patting his chest when he sent him out: "It seems that the materials we used last time to dispense are very sufficient...the situation is much better than we expected."

Now, the spirited owner looked at the elves who were in good condition, and his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he seemed to have a little strength again.

"I heard that fireworks were set off again in Linzhong Lake last night?" Xiao Xiao asked casually, flipping through his black notebook while Zheng Qing was devouring breakfast and lunch.

Fatty Xin was originally hiding on the bed mysteriously and not knowing what to do. Hearing Xiao Xiao's questioning, he suddenly became energetic and quickly got up and squeezed to the desk.

The fat cats felt that the warm sun was blocked a lot.

It squinted, opened its mouth lazily, licked its nose, and revealed its mouth full of sharp teeth.

Fatty Xin moved to the side with great vision, to make enough space for the master.

Xiao Xiao, who was squeezed to the other side, frowned, holding his glasses in dissatisfaction.

"Buji cover, hahaha, daha, chef." Zheng Qing's mouth was filled with roasted cassava and said vaguely, dancing with excitement.

"Swallow things down before talking." Xiao Xiao glanced at him in disgust.

Fatty Xin handed him a glass of water.

"I mean, there are not only fireworks, but also a lot of bugs!" Zheng Qing swallowed the stuff in his mouth laboriously, ignoring his choking tears, waving the tableware in his hands, and happily telling the story of the patrol last night. .

Starting from the gathering in front of Linzhong Lake Pier, Zheng Qing talked about Lin Guo’s strange concept of time, the burning swallows in the schoolbags of the little boys, the new red chain snakes by the lake, and the mysterious wind lanterns of the patrol team. Wooden walking stick.

Of course, he focused on two things.

One is the'evil' trade between the old man in black robe and the murloc in the middle of the woods near the lake, in the clearing; the other is the corpse beetle gnawing off the other side of the lake. Kappa with half body and shriveled body.

Fatty Xin's eyes gleamed when he listened, his chest was beaten, and he kept wailing why he was not on patrol.

"What do you think of Seprano's suggestion?" After talking about the "evil" trade in the lakeside forest, Zheng Qing paused and looked at himself as a roommate: "Although I finally agreed to participate in some freshman competition, But in fact I don’t know anything about this... and I don’t understand why he made this suggestion."

"If you don't know how to study, we came to the university to study." Xiao Xiao didn't care about this detail, but was very interested in the motivation of the vice chairman of the student union: "As for why he made this suggestion...I guess, maybe Because he sits in the village."

"Zai Zhuang?" Zheng Qing looked blank.

As a well-behaved student, he knew nothing about this gambling terminology.

"If you meet his requirements, he will get a generous return from this bet... This is enough to make up for his loss of his brother." Fatty Xin is always very sensitive when he doesn't tease cats: "According to you ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He was in the woods with those stinky murlocs for some shabby trades. Want to come, he is relatively short of money."

"Everyone is short of money." Zheng Qing held a knife and fork, looked at the fat man in front of him, with a light tone: "If you think the things at the bottom of the lake are tattered...please give me a few tons of tattered...I am not afraid of dirty ...Not too smelly."

Fatty Xin had a haha, hurriedly broke the topic, and continued to analyze: "Of course, in addition to benefits... If you can become the champion of this year's moon hunting rookie contest, it means that the school pays more attention... and Xiao Ah Cana is ranked higher."

"It is a very wise choice to turn your enemy into a friend." Xiao Xiao added, taking a sip of water.

Zheng Qing shrugged, and while spreading sauce and vegetable salad on the slice of bread in front of him, he mentioned another thing: "Then what do you think is the creature that hurts the kappa?"

"insect."

"insect!"

Fatty Xin and Xiao Xiao almost said the same answer in unison.