Hunting College

October 17th.

Thursday.

The nineteenth month of the lunar calendar.

Appropriate, sacrifice, capture, travel, set up a scroll

Avoid, marry, enter the funeral, build a house

In the afternoon.

The weather is good, the autumn is high, the sky is cloudless, and the sun is shining. It is a good day for outdoor activities.

For the astronomical monitor that actually controls the climate and environment of the entire Phuket island, this is not a difficult thing-choosing an auspicious day only needs to pay attention to certain taboos on the old almanac, without the need to pay extra attention to weather conditions.

The opening ceremony of the first university's 2008 "College Cup" hunting club will be held in the No. 1 hunting ground of Jiuyou Academy.

Since the end of get out of class in the morning, the staff of Jiuyou College’s Student Union and the Federation of Societies have begun to stand in every corner of the university, checking all kinds of magic props one last time, and at the same time welcoming visitors from all directions with the most decent etiquette.

"Today is Geng Yin Day, it just happens to be the first day, it is really suitable for field hunting," Xiao Xiao came out of the library holding his notebook, looked at the brilliant weather, pinched his fingers, and shook his head: "I thought it was the first university. I don’t care about such details."

Zheng Qing knew that Xiao Xiao was talking about the choice of auspicious days—this was not a high level of magic knowledge. From childhood to adulthood, Zheng Qing followed the old professor at home and came into contact with many such ‘traditional’ knowledge.

For example, Gang Ri.

The ancients kept the diary with the balance between the heavens and the earth. Take the odd number of heavenly stems as rigid days, such as A, C, E, G, and Ren; use even number of heavenly stems as soft days, such as B, D, Si, Xin, and Hai. To put it simply, foreign affairs are good for just days, and internal affairs are good for soft days.

Tian Hunting is a foreign matter, so it is appropriate to choose Geng Yin Day to hold the opening ceremony.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Zheng Qing drooped his head and followed behind the doctor, with a weak voice: "No matter what day you choose, it has nothing to do with us... If there can be a hunting team manager in the sky, I am willing to be in Rouri. , No, I am willing to participate in this **** opening ceremony in the days between hard and soft."

Xiao Xiao couldn't help sighing when he heard this.

From Monday to Thursday, more than three days have passed in a hurry. The atmosphere of the celebration in the academy became more and more intense, but the heart of the leader of the Knights of Eugene became more and more cold.

Because he has never been able to find a suitable hunting team manager.

After all, candidates with strong strength and good image like Elena, Jiang Yu, and Liu Feifei are rare. In addition, among the freshmen of Jiuyou College, Zheng Qing can hardly find other suitable candidates—the hunting team manager belongs to a small circle after all, and not everyone has the identity to join—and the other three Zheng Qing did not know much about the freshmen of the college.

This has fallen into a state of near stalemate.

The reason why it is ‘nearly’ is because ‘after all, the road to heaven is infinite.’ Young public-sponsored students have the last two choices that are not choices.

"It's a big deal, I'll talk to Lin Guo." Zheng Qing looked up desperately and looked at the dappled sunlight that leaked from the leaves above his head. He felt that his mood was the same as this shade of trees, full of holes.

"Linguo probably won't be too happy... he wants to go to the hunting ground even more." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses, turned his head and glanced at Zheng Qing, and persuaded: "There is really no way, you can give Li Meng a little gift... …Children are always better to coax. Moreover, if Li Meng becomes your hunting team manager, it is equivalent to Jiang Yu becoming your hunting team manager."

"Haha." Zheng Qing sneered at the doctor's wit: "I haven't fallen to the level of calculating children..."

"It means you are not desperate enough." The doctor shrugged and stopped talking.

"I will talk to Jiang Yu for the dance hunting party tonight." Zheng Qing finally made up his mind.

Demon hunting is not just a kind of inheritance, it already belongs to the core culture of wizards.

Every demon hunting is a grand event. Before and after the formal hunting of monsters, there are various activities derived from hunting monsters. Relatively fierce hunting of monsters, a series of activities derived from this movement are more popular. Including hunting dance parties and hunting festivals around hunting; and art feasts such as hunting music parties and hunting painting exhibitions developed based on hunting.

For example, after the opening ceremony of the school hunting club today, there will be a hunting dance party.

As they spoke, the two squeezed away from the chaotic crowd and walked in the direction of Hunting Ground 1.

There are only a few hours until the opening ceremony of the school hunting club, so now the campus is full of people and there is almost no quiet place.

As far as I can see, the red robes of Jiuyou, the blue robes of the stars, the white robes of Alpha, the yellow robes of Atlas, the gray robes of the school workers, the black robes of registered wizards, and all kinds of robes Dotted among them, like a huge kaleidoscope, dazzling.

But a beautiful shadow in this ‘kaleidoscope’ appears to be muddy and not stained, very eye-catching.

"Fogweed!" Zheng Qing muttered the name of a commonly used herbal medicine, and elbows Dr. Xiao Da next to him: "Hey... look up, don't look at your notebook... look up!"

Xiao Xiao originally lowered his head and was holding a brush to write and draw on the black notebook, but was suddenly interrupted by Zheng Qing, looking a little annoyed.

But after raising his head, this anger disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Sima is good." Zheng Qing politely saluted a witch who came oncoming, with a smile on his face.

The witch on the opposite side felt like vomiting blood.

Since Xiao Xiao made a bold statement in class, Sima Yangyun's reputation among the freshmen has been the same. Even students from other colleges sometimes gather in the history class of Astronomy 08-1 class to come to observe, wanting to get first-hand gossip.

After all, the Sima family is a family of wizards.

Sima Yangyun must also follow the rules of the family. So after that ‘confession class’, she paid special attention to her travel route and spent most of her time hiding in her research room, trying to avoid encountering those young boys.

On the opening day of today's school hunting club~www.wuxiaspot.com~ there are many guests coming and going in the school. Sima Yangyun had originally thought of going out for a stroll and basking in the sun - so many people, there is no reason to meet those little rascals.

But the truth is always very cruel.

Not long after she walked out of the office building, she was hit face to face by two young wizards.

"Ah! I remember..." Zheng Qing exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Doctor, don't you want to ask Mr. Sima about a historical question? She happens to be here... Well, I won't bother you, I Go to Hunting Ground No. 1 to get a place for you."

Sima Yangyun looked at the Merlin Medal winner dumbfounded. He had a hundred slots to vomit about his flamboyant acting skills.

But the young public student, like a slippery fish, squeezed into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She turned her head.

Xiao Xiao was raising his hand and greeted her with a stiff expression.

"Hi, Darling..."