Hunting College

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"Hey, this is the seed you want."

Zhang Jixin felt it in his arms for a long time, and finally turned out a small paper bag, and threw it in front of the black cat: "The amount is not large, only enough for you to use two or three times. Use snacks when recording."

The paper bag is brown, and there are still visible oil stains on it. It should have been used by Zhang Jixin after having breakfast in the morning.

Sniffing the rich oily fragrance from the paper bag, the black cat shrank back in disgust, lest the oil stained her beautiful black fur.

"I know, I know... My technique, twice is enough." The black cat shrank back, and at the same time his paws leaned forward, flipping flexibly, and soon opened the paper bag in front of him.

In the paper bag, three shriveled green beans lay quietly on the oil flower, without a trace of life.

"Is this a living seed?!" The black cat raised his head and glanced at the red-faced wizard suspiciously. His red eyes were filled with suspicion: "Why look shriveled and shriveled... I remember we were planting in the dormitory before. Those two seeds of, are very round and plump. Can this be alive if it is dried like this?"

A few weeks ago, Fatty Xin received two seeds from the editorial office of the school newspaper, which were said to be from the "inside", and planted an image of the beautiful Su Shijun singing in Würzburg-although Su Shijun only showed a back view at the time. Still left a very deep impression on Zheng Qing.

The young public-sponsored student clearly remembered that the two seeds that Fatty Xin had obtained at the time were blue-gray and the size of peanuts. The most important thing was that the two seeds were very plump and round, and did not appear to be shriveled.

"Can it be the same?" Elder Zhang rolled his eyes and snorted angrily: "You are looking for seeds that have not been recorded or filmed. They are the original seeds... the seeds we planted in the dormitory. I have taken a photo and recorded it. It is a finished product. Just like the same letter paper, one sheet is full of words, and one sheet is clean and blank. Is it a concept?"

"Oh, it turns out that there is still this difference." The black cat shook his tail, and pressed his paw on a shriveled seed, feeling the slight undulations and wrinkles between the seed coats from the meat pad, feeling the grain in my heart. How much magic is contained in the little seed.

"By the way, we don't have newspapers, and we don't have a publishing house... You don't seem to have any hobbies in this area. Why do you want this stuff? If you want to take a photo, some say it is more efficient and convenient." Seeing the black cat happily digging out a piece of clean white paper, wrapping the seeds again, and putting them into the gray cloth bag hanging around his neck, Zhang Jixin finally couldn't help but raised his doubts in his heart.

As a method of information collection and dissemination with a long history of use, the combination of daffodil and phoenix is ​​an important means for wizards to preserve information for a long period of time. But with the continuous development and progress of modern magic technology, more efficient and convenient methods such as jade slips, spars, etc. that can take pictures have been continuously developed by wizards, and the number of wizards who still use trumpet flowers and photo shoots has gradually decreased. .

To this day, the wizards who still use this tool are just like those who use paper cranes to convey information, pinch hands, or use magic wands to cast spells. They are more of a feeling.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the status of trumpet flowers and phoenix in the wizarding world is like vinyl records, phonographs, and film discs in the 21st century, giving people an old-school, late, but full of charm.

"Well, I'm going to sing a song to Elena as a New Year's gift." The black cat shook his paws, revealing the big secret indifferently, then flung his tail, and planned to leave: "See you... ah !What are you doing?!"

The black cat hadn't walked a foot away before he felt his tail tighten. Turning back, the red-faced musculus was holding his tail with a smirk: "Sing? What song? Do you need accompaniment? I can play the guitar. And whistle..."

"Blow you paralyzed, let go!" The black cat felt the dragged tail, and suddenly exploded its hair. With two eyeballs the size of a copper bell, the anger shot from the bottom of his heart, and his body suddenly rose.

One foot, two feet, three feet, one meter, two meters, three meters.

In the blink of an eye, the cute little black cat, which was originally only a foot high, turned into a hideous monster with a height of three meters. Then the black cat waved its huge paw and slammed the red-faced wizard to the ground.

"You play with an egg! Do you want to be beaten?"

"Still playing the guitar? Believe it or not, I lost you Gigi for you?!"

"Have you never heard that a tiger's tail cannot be touched?"

The red-faced wizard held his head and screamed, but he did not dare to move the book or fists, lest the black cat poke out the claws between his toes, and then the conflict would escalate to an uncontrollable level.

In the final analysis, he was a bit wrong, and for a while, he forgot what Zheng Qing had repeatedly warned them.

The black cat was beaten for a long time before the anger in his heart subsided.

Correspondingly, his body shape has been restored to its original shape.

"It's still my temper, I didn't move rough...otherwise you should be pressed on the operating table by the therapists in the school hospital now!" The black cat panted a little, and spit on the grass next to him. He slobbered, then glared at the red-faced wizard, and announced viciously: "You, crime! The seed money is gone!!"

"It's okay, it's okay, just treat it as a random person." Zhang Jixin rubbed his shoulders grinningly, but did not show any weakness in his mouth: "In addition, you are a cat, not a tiger... and that is not what he said. "

The black cat took a deep breath and lifted a paw.

Snapped!

Four or five sharp claws bounced out from between the toes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There were a few cold glows in the cold wind.

"Is there any last words? Let's talk about it together." The black cat said gloomily with drooping eyelids.

"Hey! Why are you still in a hurry?!" The red-faced wizard grabbed the book and blocked it in front of his chest. He stepped back two steps in a hurry, and exclaimed, "In broad daylight, do you still want to kill?" I can tell you, this is a hunting ground, and five hundred meters from here are five full hunting teams training! Don't be caught and locked up in a cage..."

When the black cat heard the words, his expression was stagnant, and he glanced at the edge of the hunting ground subconsciously.

As Zhang Jixin said, the huge black cat two to three meters high just now has attracted the attention of many wizards on the hunting ground. Four or five senior wizards with black stripes embroidered on their robes are walking toward this side.

The black cat didn't want to talk to other strangers—he didn't want others to know that he could talk. So in the end, he gave the red-faced wizard a fierce look, dropped a dead look at you, angrily rolled over the bushes, and disappeared deep in the lawn.

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