Hunting College

Compared with the blazing sun in summer, the sun in autumn is much milder. Just as people get older and become more friendly, their temperament will naturally decrease.

Zheng Qing closed his eyes and shrank under the covers.

Today, the wind outside the window seemed extremely noisy, the branches were humming, and the leaves were crackling on the window, giving people the feeling that it was raining outside.

The young wizard curled up and buries deeper into the bed.

Whether it's a strong wind or heavy rain, it's a good time to sleep.

Not to mention that today is Saturday.

The sky is big, and the sleep is the biggest.

Zheng Qing smacked his mouth, and the strange smell of last night's potion still remained in his mouth. I don't know if it is because of the warmth that his thinking is a little slow.

A familiar snoring sounded in my ears, and a furry head got into Zheng Qing's bed and rubbed around.

Honestly, fat cat!

Zheng Qing yawned, slapped the ball out of the bed, and then wagged his tail comfortably.

Wait, tail? !

The young wizard slapped a spirit, and his eyes widened immediately.

The quilt, which should have been pitch black, was slender, and the small snow-white flowers of various shapes on the lining were clearly presented in front of Zheng Qing's eyes.

A corner of the bed was raised again.

The dazzling light outside the bed made Zheng Qing's pupils shrink slightly, and before his chaotic brain could completely turn, a huge cat face suddenly appeared.

Damn it!

Zheng Qing let out a strange cry, flicked up from the bed, turned over and hung under the curtain of his bed.

Perhaps this strange noise seemed too terrifying. Not only was the huge cat face shivering backwards in fright, but also the snoring in the dormitory stopped abruptly.

"Tuan Tuan, be quiet!" Fatty Xin muttered warning from his bed.

"Boom boom boom." Dylan's coffin also heard a dull knock.

The fat cat squatted on Zheng Qing's quilt obediently, with his tail around his feet.

After a while, there were snoring in the dormitory, and the snoring remained the same.

Zheng Qing finally let go of his paw and fell off the tent.

He dexterously rolled over in mid-air, and landed firmly on the ground.

Then he squatted on the ground, raised his two snow-white, furry paws, and looked over and over.

"Snapped."

Tuantuan bit a small mirror and threw it in front of Zheng Qing's eyes.

The young public servant was dull for a few seconds, and finally reacted and looked down at the small mirror.

In the mirror, a black cat is opening its mouth, showing sharp teeth.

Zheng Qing seemed to notice the chill on the tip of his tongue, and quickly closed his mouth.

The black cat in the mirror also closed his mouth.

Is this a cat?

The young wizard looked at the mirror repeatedly, raising his claws, shaking his ears, shaking his beard, and grinning, doing all kinds of strange looks. It was finally confirmed that the black cat in the mirror was himself.

‘What kind of cat am I? Zheng Qing turned to look at Tuantuan, opened his mouth and tried to question.

Then a piercing ‘Oh’ broke the silence in the dormitory again.

This unpleasant voice even shocked Zheng Qing himself.

"Tuantuan!!!" Fatty Xin howled in his bed.

The dormitory fell silent again.

The fat cat next to him looked at the black cat mockingly-Zheng Qing knew for the first time that cats could still use expressions to talk to each other. He also knew that he couldn't expect the orange cat beside him that looked like the same kind.

With the experience of speaking twice, the young wizard finally learned a lot more well.

He jumped, dexterously shuttled between the table, chair and bench, and finally came to Dylan's huge full-length mirror.

This time, he finally saw his full picture.

Round head, small ears, dark clouds and snow, covered in black hair and shiny, as smooth as silk satin; four claws are white, as if stepping on four snowballs.

The only inadequate eye.

Maybe it was because Zheng Qing's right eye was originally congested. The black cat's right eye was blood red; only the left eye was similar to other black cats, like a copper bell, yellow and bright.

Fortunately, the crystal clear red color in the right eye made up for this shortcoming to some extent.

So cute!

Zheng Qing looked at the front of the mirror for a long time, couldn't help but squat, raised his two fleshy front paws and rubbed his round face.

Well, although the beard doesn't like this action very much...but the claw feel is really good!

He flicked the sharp claw between his toes and waved his front leg, leaving a string of deep marks on the white wall.

If it were not for fear of deducting points from the inspectors of the Residential Management Division, Zheng Qing would almost inscribe the words "Zheng Da Miao as a souvenir" on this wall with his paw.

The elves also woke up sometime.

They flapped their wings silently, staring at the strange black cat in front of them curiously with big pure eyes. Although it feels a bit familiar, the breath is very strange. This makes the elves seem a little wary.

Zheng Qing stretched his front legs and stretched lazily-he has envied the cat's movements for a long time.

It was really comfortable.

The black cat's whiskers trembled, showing a satisfied expression.

He raised his head, looked at the dormitory that had suddenly become more spacious, and swept his tail behind him.

It's time to leave.

You must leave while the others are still asleep—no, escape the dormitory.

He looks so cute, and if discovered by those beasts, he will definitely be ravaged!

Absolutely not allowed.

Zheng Qing thought narcissistically and arbitrarily.

He opened his mouth, then closed it immediately, and turned his head to look at the orange cat squatting on the desk for some time.

Can't you go? He asked with his eyes.

Tuantuan snapped his nose in disdain, put his paws under his belly, contemptuously at the newborn cat in front of him. For an orange cat who loves to stay warm and comfortable, the early morning campus is obviously not attractive.

Zheng Qing didn't hesitate anymore, skipped a few times between the table and the bed, and came to the balcony.

This series of actions seems instinctive, very proficient.

This made the young wizard very doubtful whether he was a cat reincarnated in his previous life.

Looking back at the sleeping dormitory one last time, Zheng Qing decisively squeezed the window sash open, stepped on the steep cliff, and jumped down.

This was the first time he left the dormitory on the catwalk.

The morning breeze is whirring in my ears~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not far away, the noisy birds are chasing and fighting in mid-air, making trouble for a bug.

In front of me are the cliffs and the thick branches that lie in between. Occasionally, you can see squirrels and mountain rats building nests among branches and rocks, collecting dried fruits.

Zheng Qing swiftly jumped between the rocks and branches.

The blood all over his body seemed to be boiling, and an unspeakable impulse was brewing in his heart.

"Oh..."

He screamed:

"From today, be a happy cat!"

"Feed the dog, climb the tree, sleep until paralyzed."

"From today, I will care about mice and frogs."

"I am a black cat with sharp claws and walking around!"