Hunting College

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After the paper crane rushed out of the office, flapped its wings, swayed and moved backwards in the cold wind.

On the way, it encountered a few two-tailed squirrels who did not fear the cold and slipped out of the tree hole to play. Those tricky rodents relied on their ability to glide in the air with their tails and tried to catch this paper crane.

It's just that it was a paper crane that was rubbed out by the dean of Jiuyou Academy himself, so it only slapped its wings a few more times and easily escaped the squirrel's clutches.

Flying out of the office building, over the small square, and through the long forest path, the paper crane did not choose to fly directly over Linzhong Lake-although a thin layer of ice has formed on the lake, it has not lowered the big lake in the slightest. The dangerous atmosphere exuded from the sky, so it circled a large circle, followed the direction of the promenade around the lake, and flew outside the university.

Its target is a big house in the western district of Beta Town.

Unlike the North District of Beta Town, which is full of lowly jugglers, or the South District of Beta Town, which is full of poor and low-level wizards, the West District of Beta Town has always been regarded as an upper-class community by the wizarding world-including O'Brien, Tapport, Karen, the Jiang family in Zhongshan, the Tang family in Shuzhong, the Metropolis Blair family, and many other wizarding families all own their properties in this community.

Qingqiu Su is no exception.

The 54th courtyard in the west district of Beta Town is a big house with beautiful gardens. A house of this size is very rare in the town of Beta, where the land is so rich.

Compared with the neighbors on the left and right of the courtyard, the 54th courtyard looks quite approachable-because there is neither a blue-gray high courtyard wall around this courtyard, nor the terrifying gargoyles with horrible faces and dark colors constantly staring at them. Looking at the passers-by, there was no wooden sign that said "Private Land" was erected ten meters away from the gate.

The layout of the entire yard is quite open.

The log fence with the thick forearm is only about one meter high, and the gap between the logs is enough for an adult to reach in for a fist.

Outside the fence, there is a shallow creek, the water is not deep enough for ankles, and the bottom is clear. The bottom is covered with colorful pebbles. From time to time, you can see golden-red fishes wagging their heads and tails through the cracks. And then-even in the mid-winter season, this creek does not have any tendency to freeze at all, but it flows as always.

On the outside of the small stream, there are a few large gray-white rocks, resting on the outermost side of the garden, leaning against the stream. It's just that there is no trace of magic engraved on these stones. They are more like ‘chairs’ full of natural charm for pedestrians who are tired from walking.

Inside the fence, there is a splendid garden-roses hanging on the fence, soft branches, round flowers, overlapping petals, lavender, pink, white, various colors stacked in emerald green, lively It reveals a bit of dignity; in addition, there are beautiful flowers such as roses, rhododendrons, chrysanthemums, and green onions, as well as unremarkable small characters such as dog's tail grass, and there is no lack of sparsely leaning on the few green plants on the side of the rockery. bamboo.

There are also the small trees surrounding the flowerbeds—in this garden, there are no tacky magnolias and ginkgo trees grown by sorcerers, or elderberries and locust trees that are full of strange styles—but neatly arranged small aspens. With paulownia. Because the trees are not very old, the skins of these small trees look very clean, white and tender, and they contrast with the colorful flowers in the flowerbeds, which are particularly colorful.

In short, if you use a poem to describe it, this garden can be called "Cangshi Hongquan Shaoyin's House, and the vines are drawn around the fence".

Surrounded by this garden is an attic with red tiles and white walls and flying swallow ridges.

At ten o'clock in the morning, when the sun was the most lively of the day, Su Man, the maid maid of the mansion, was directing a few blue elves to capture the flower sperm and grass sperm hidden in the flowers. This is her daily life. One of the must-do jobs in the morning.

If it's summer, she doesn't need to clean up these little things every day. But in winter, perhaps only this mansion in Beta Town still maintains such a colorful world, and naturally, it attracts a large number of "uninvited guests" from all directions.

Especially this year’s rebirth of silence came earlier than usual. Many elves in the forest were not caught by hungry beasts. Those who ran out were unable to dig a small hole, build a warm den, and store it. Enough food for the winter. Therefore, this garden, which is still in full bloom, becomes the only chance for these elves to survive.

Because now the people who guard the Qingqiu Mansion are young girls, and there are a few elderly mothers who don’t like the coquettish scenery outside, and they often stay in the house, leaning on the pillows. Snooze. The young little girls are not lacking in love. Although they are limited by their duties, they cannot raise these elves openly, but they do not prevent them from grasping the time flexibly, allowing these little guys to pick some in the garden every morning and evening. Nectar, fruit and the like to satisfy hunger.

Of course, this time must be before the mansion is opened and after the locks are locked every day. For example, at noon, if there are guests visiting and passing by the flower garden, they accidentally see a group of elves wearing tattered grass blades screaming naked, from them It's too shameful to walk through in front of you.

Su Man's job now is to clean the garden a little bit before the owner of the mansion is out.

"It's almost ten o'clock now! The sun is almost in the sky! You always rely on here, we can't explain it!" The maid squatted in front of a bunch of azaleas, looking at the petals. Li licked the sperm from the nectar, and persuaded with all his heart: "How about coming back later? After the locks are released at night, I will prepare an extra bowl of nectar for you...no water!"

The few flower sperm didn't seem to hear her, and they still persevered in burying their heads in the center of the flower.

Seeing that the time was getting late, Su Man finally couldn't help it, shaking his fingers, and commanding a few Smurfs, slipping the necks of those flower sperm, and throwing them out of the fence-whether it was flower sperm or grass sperm Although they don’t like winter, it doesn’t mean they are afraid of severe cold. On the contrary, there are many flower sperm who like to dance in the snow when the winter plum blossoms. It's just that their bodies consume a lot of energy in winter, and they can get very little food, so wizards rarely see them in the cold winter.

After cleaning the ‘pests’ in the garden, Su Man stood up, stretched his waist, yawned with satisfaction in the face of the bright sun, and began to consider whether to call the lady to get up now.

At this moment, she saw a paper crane dangling through the big willow tree at the gate of the courtyard, and hit the door plate with a snap.

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