Hunting College

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The seeds Zheng Qing asked for Zhang Jixin were naturally not the seeds of flowers and plants.

To be sure, Professor Li Qihuang from the potions class strongly agrees that young wizards can try to plant some herbs with less harsh planting conditions in their free time, but this certainly does not include Zheng Qingtian’s pity, if not the ones he raised. The little elf sprinkled some dew on the bunch of daisies in the dormitory from time to time. He could not even feed a potted plant, let alone herbs.

Zheng Qing asked Elder Zhang to find him the seeds of daffodil and phoenix.

Although it sounds like plants, in fact the seeds of daffodil and Phyllanthus are very standard alchemical products. When planting, or using them, there is no need to set up a harsh external environment and refer to the long time that other magic plants grow. You only need to flexibly configure auxiliary materials such as sand of time and shaping water in accordance with the rules for the use of general alchemical products, and the seeds can be turned into finished products in a short time.

Having said that, there is a difference between theory and practice after all. For inexperienced wizards, planting magic herbs or alchemy seeds, there is actually not much difference that they cannot be planted, or the probability of planting deformities is still far higher than the probability of normal planting.

Zheng Qing belongs to a wizard with little experience. Therefore, he specifically asked Zhang Jixin to help him in this matter.

After coming out of the forest, the black cat did not go to the Shushan Pavilion, nor did he return to the dormitory. Instead, Mimi let go of a paper crane first, then followed the paper crane and went straight to find Zhang Jixin.

Compared with chatting with a mouse, the young public-funded student obviously thinks that finding seeds is more important.

Facing the cold wind, shuttled behind the dry lawn and rustling bushes.

The black cat is like a black lightning, with light footsteps and secretive tracks.

The paper crane went around in mid-air, escaped the hunting of sparrows, the attack of the cold current, and hit a few pieces of transparent glass back and forth. The young public-funded student was worried that the paper crane would collapse before half the journey, but I don't know if it was because of the magic bonus, Paper Crane managed to survive all the hardships magically, and finally found the red-faced witch.

At that time, Zhang Jixin was sitting on the edge of a hunting ground, watching the chasing of several hunting teams, shaking his head and analyzing their tactics, sketching and taking notes from time to time.

After receiving the paper crane, the red-faced wizard was surprised for a moment. He didn't know who would still contact him in this way. This astonishment rose to the highest level after he opened the letter.

Because the letter paper was blank except for the header and the end, and there was no other content. It was like a prank.

Only when he put down the letter paper, his inner doubts were answered.

Because a black cat was lying in front of him at some point, sticking out his tongue, looking half-dead.

"Water... water... It's really cold, but I really ran to death!" The black cat hummed feebly, with four limbs paralyzed, and solidly stuck to the ground. A few thin white steam was coming from the black cat. His head and limbs slowly rose up, and then disappeared when he was wrapped in the surrounding cold wind.

Zheng Qing originally thought that following the paper crane to find someone was a clever way he came up with, but he didn't realize that flying in the sky and running on the ground were completely two concepts. Not to mention that paper cranes have to locate and avoid various air threats, and it is inevitable that there will be situations such as wrong roads and detours. The difference between the upper and lower distances alone made Zheng Qing’s cat ordered the paper crane to pat his wings, and he was about to break his leg.

Fortunately, this was in Jiuyou Academy, and Zhang Jixin was not far from his position, and the cat was a particularly capable creature, which allowed Zheng Qing to reluctantly follow the trail of the paper crane.

Even so, he ran away half of his cat's life.

The young public-sponsored student vowed to himself that he would never do such stupid things again.

"The underground is cold, you are not afraid of the cold invading." Watching the black cat slumped directly on the ground, the red-faced wizard shook his head, put down the notes in his hand, and patted the book on his side.

A light green halo rose, and several slender vines protruded from the void, gently rounding the black cat's limbs, dragging him half-raised and half-dragging, and sent him to the wooden bench where the wizard was sitting.

A warm breath came from the vines, repairing the sore muscles. The black cat lay lazily in the air, letting the vines play with him.

Zhang Jixin curled his mouth, took out a small set of tea sets from his arms, and fiddled with it skillfully. Only in a moment, a hot breath curled up in the cold wind, exuding a seductive aroma.

"Come and come, **** Kung Fu tea, which is the most suitable for your current situation." Elder Zhang Da came over to get angry and put a small cup of light yellow tea in front of the black cat.

"Huh, huh." The black cat took a few breaths, sniffed the tea and cooled it a little bit, then swallowed a few mouthfuls into his stomach.

Only then did he have the spirit to criticize the operation of the red-faced boring wizard: "I was thirsty to death just now. Can't you just simply give me some ordinary clean water? Just mess with this false head. Something that's awkward, harp."

"Drink if you want, and spit it out if you don't want to drink... Don't talk too much." Zhang Jixin glanced at the black cat and snorted vigorously.

The black cat calmed down and continued to **** and drink tea.

Although the process is a bit cumbersome, it must be admitted that a sip of hot tea in a cold day will make the mood much better.

After watching Zheng Qing drank four or five cups of tea, Zhang Jixin pinched his chin and asked in amazement: "After all, why have you become a cat again? Transformation potion doesn't cost money?"

"Didn't Andrew give me a box before? Use it as soon as the expiry date has passed." The black cat shook his paw, skipped the incident, and pulled the topic to the reason why he came here: "You let Linguo inform I... found the seed?"

The red-faced musculus suddenly realized: "I was still curious just now, how did you change your temper and are willing to come to the hunting ground to learn from the experience of other hunting teams... I think too much about co-authoring!"

The old black cat blushed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, flicking his tail, and glanced to the other side.

As the captain of the Yougui Hunting Team, he should be responsible for all matters related to the hunting team's tactics and experience. It's just that because there are too many trivial matters recently, and Zheng Qing is not interested in this, so he throws his brain on the hunting team's main hunter, that is, Zhang Jixin.

"Our hunting team is not a two-headed system. You did it well and well." The black cat slapped haha, with an unnatural guilty conscience in his words: "You do things, I can rest assured!"

Zhang Jixin snorted heavily and did not continue to delve into this topic.

In fact, it is useless to study it deeply. It is not the first time that he complained to Zheng Qing about this matter. On the one hand, he doesn’t hate this extra responsibility, on the contrary, he does it with gusto; on the other hand, the cow can’t press his head if he doesn’t drink water. Zheng Qing doesn’t want to study game hunting, is he still hard? Don't you let it go.

The crime is just an informal amateur team, and everything is easier to see.

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