Hunting College

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"In short, there are too few clues."

Xiao Xiao ignored Zheng Qing's roar, but continued to analyze slowly: "...What's more important is that you were too courageous and poor in technique, and you were slipped away by the little mouse under your nose. Just relying on it. With the current data, there is no way to calculate a valid conclusion."

Although these words were a bit harsh, they did not exceed everyone's expectations.

After all, the previous encounter showed some weird signs from beginning to end, and everyone could not grasp too much. Dr. Xiao Da was able to analyze three different guesses, which was very satisfying.

"In fact, compared with the identity of that little mouse, I think that another situation needs more attention." The doctor turned his head and looked at Zheng Qing with scorching eyes: "You just said that on the way back, passing by the lake Pavilion on the promenade... don’t see the pavilion’s number?"

Zheng Qing didn't hesitate, but nodded very quickly.

Xiao Xiao said that it was a pavilion that the forest cat passed by while leading the way to find the rat den. When he went there, the young wizards just chatted and did not pay attention to the pavilion number. So when I went back, everyone paid special attention to it.

As a result, I really noticed an unusual situation.

"...I was wondering at the time, was it because I was short?" The young public-sponsored student quickly explained, "You know, I was in a state of transformation at the time, and my sight was relatively low... But then I asked. Everyone said that they didn’t see the pavilion number."

"Actually, there are numbers on the pavilions, but they were erased." Fatty Xin added aside.

"It was erased?" Xiao Xiao hugged his arms and squinted his chin, his eyes revealed a bit of inquiring.

"Generally, isn't the number of the pavilion hanging on the pillar of the pavilion? The number of the pavilion is written on the pavilion. The pavilion also has the sign, but the surface of the sign seems to be scraped off with a knife, even white. All the wood cores are exposed...so we can’t see the numbers above."

"This is unreasonable." Zheng Qing said softly: "I remember saying in more than one book that the first university is a living university. The names of the pavilions, teaching buildings, squares and other activities in the school are all schools.' I've named it myself."

"Like the first hall, the seventh pavilion, the school wall and so on."

"If anyone wants to erase the number of a certain pavilion, it can only be the school itself; if there is a wizard capable of erasing the name of a certain building given to him by the school, it does not mean..."

"Meaning that the wizard has the ability to appear in any corner of the school at any time?" Xiao Xiao asked, filling Zheng Qing's guess, but at the same time he shook his head and denied: "This is just your guess. To be precise, we are here. Everyone in the school doesn’t know much more about this school than Tuantuan...maybe they don’t know much about it yet."

Suddenly I heard the wizards mentioning their names. The fat cat that was originally in a ball, resting in the corner of the desk, had its ears erected, and then he squinted half of his face, half-squinted, and took a look at the talking Dr.

"Meow?" It thought the doctor called him something.

"It's okay, it's okay... it's none of your business." Fatty Xin hurriedly leaned over, stroked the hair a few times, and whispered: "The doctor just made an analogy, you keep sleeping, keep sleeping."

Tuantuan shook his ears, turned his head unhappy, buried his head in his arms again, and continued to snore.

The few elves who hung on it and were resting in the same way seemed to notice the slight movement of the fat cat, flapping its wings twice in sleep, and murmured a few times.

The young wizards who were in the meeting unanimously lowered their voices.

"...I will go to the library to look up the materials." After a pause, Xiao Xiao rubbed the notebook in front of him and added: "Maybe it can be almost as obvious from the notes of which senior. In theory, those pavilions are impossible. There is a missing number."

"I'll give Deng Zifei a paper crane later to see if they have any news." Zheng Qing also nodded, agreeing with the doctor's opinion: "Whether it is the pavilion or the mouse, it is a bit strange. ."

"This was originally a weird school, it's no big deal." Fatty Xin stretched his arms, stretched out a big lazy waist, excited, and finally said something good for him: "Anyway, regardless of you What can I find in the end, I only know that the "Curious" section of the next issue of the school magazine finally has a new theme."

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After returning with the cats in the morning, Linguo went straight back to Alpha Castle to do his unfinished alchemy experiment. Therefore, he did not participate in the small-scale discussion of the Yougui Hunting Team.

After listening to Zheng Qing’s explanation, the little wizard poked his head out of the cloak, and opened a pair of shiny eyes to look at the young public student: "So, we really did not misread it in the morning...The pavilion just has no number. Yes, right!"

Zheng Qing looked at the positive attitude of the little wizard, and suddenly some bad thoughts arose in his heart.

His hunch came true after hearing Lin Guo's next sentence.

"Now, I said, Captain...Should we go to the pavilion now?" The little wizard lowered his voice, but the excitement was hidden in his tone: "Just like you said, this school is alive. Maybe the number of the pavilion was erased in the morning, but it was restored in the evening."

Zheng Qing sighed and looked at the little wizard in front of him with the dim moonlight above his head, and then couldn't help turning his head and glanced at the quiet grove behind him.

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There is no accompaniment of insects, no night sparrows flapping their wings, and no leaves rustling in the night wind. In the night, apart from the biting cold wind, only the branches were sobbing crying.

Just one glance, the young public-funded student couldn't help but shudder.

"No, no," Zheng Qing shook his head and reminded him in a low voice: "It's impossible, let's dispel this idea as soon as possible. We are accepting the'punishment' now, and we must not go wrong, let alone leave early or be discovered. Absence... Do you want to continue patrolling in the middle of the night next semester?"

"Hey." The little wizard curled his lips, stuffed his head into the cloak again, and stopped breathing.

Although he didn't say anything, he made the young public student's face a little hot-as if he was inadvertently discovered his timidity.

In his arms, the little fox, who had been turbulent and restless, seemed to feel the embarrassment of the government-funded students, and he screamed with joy, and fluttered his big tail.

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