Hunting College

It is three thirty in the afternoon.

There are less than two hours before the weekend’s liberation. Because it is in the time of class, the whole school is shrouded in a quiet atmosphere.

Zheng Qing walked a few steps after leaving the classroom -101 in the teaching building. As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he guessed that everyone could not hear his footsteps, so he ran away, rushing towards the dormitory.

Along the way, apart from the sound of his open mouth panting, he could only hear the occasional cold wind passing over the treetops, bringing a low hum. If on weekdays, the young wizard is blown by the cold wind like this, the young wizard will definitely take a few windproof and warm talisman papers on his body, then shrink his head and walk slowly, never let those cold guys get into his clothes. collar.

It's just not today.

The young wizard's time is very tight-he tricked Teacher Zhang into a half-class holiday in a semi-inductive way, and must not waste walking slowly.

But even if he rushed back to the dormitory all the way, he had to stop at the door of the dormitory for a few minutes, waiting for Ni Wuye to let him go.

Unlike the wizard who waited impatiently, Ni Wuye always seemed to be that unhurried.

Opened his eyes lazily, opened his mouth lazily, lazily stuck out his tongue, rolled the waste cigarette pills Zheng Qing handed over into his mouth, and then smacked his mouth with unexplained expression. The only difference is that today Ni Wuye looked at the young public-sponsored student twice, as if he was surprised how this young wizard came back so early.

Because Ni Wuye has almost never spoken to his classmates, and has always shown a lack of flexibility, even if the bronze little beast takes a few glances with scrutiny, Zheng Qing just laughs with him, silently waiting for it to open the door, his heart is completely There is no idea of ​​smashing the mouth.

The hallway of the dormitory is also unusually quiet.

If there is any difference between the quietness here and the outside, it is that the corridor is quieter than the campus outside, and it has a little more heating. When rushing into the dormitory, such a nonsensical contrast drifted through the minds of young public-funded students. .

It's just that this idea just passed away in a flash.

And as Zheng Qing pushed open the door of the dormitory, the silence that was maintained all the way was forced to end.

"Fuck! Why are you here?!"

The young public-sponsored student stood half of his body in the dormitory, half of his body still staying in the corridor outside, staring at the figure that appeared in the dormitory, with a tangled expression: "Also, what are you doing..."

"I'm going! I should ask you this sentence...it's only what time, why did you run back? Is the legendary absenteeism?!" In the dormitory, a naked handsome wizard was panicking. I panicked and put on a robe, and at the same time couldn't help but madly said: "As for why I am here...because I just got up!!! Where am I here!! And you, can you next time you enter the door? Knock on the door first?! Will more politeness die?!"

The crazy wizard is Dylan.

Hearing his answer, Zheng Qing suddenly woke up. Mr. Vampire Werewolf's work and rest schedule is exactly the opposite of everyone's. Others leave early and return late, while he returns early and late. Occasionally going out for a walk during the day is equivalent to overnight.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and according to Dylan's daily habits, it was almost exactly when he got up.

It’s just that when everyone comes back from get out of class on weekdays, this very fanciful nobleman under the moon is often dressed well, with oil on his head, powder on his face, stiff robe, tight belt, shiny cufflinks—— It's the first time in Zheng Qing's impression that'be honest with each other' like this.

Although he really wanted to see how some of the reproduction organs of the vampire werewolves were different from normal wizards, for the sake of life safety, the young public student still very cleverly moved his eyes to the six-poster bed next to him.

Well, it seems that Dylan has just gotten up. On his six-poster bed, the big red tent was still confiscated and looked very messy. Through the gap between the tents, he could see that the lid of the black coffin was also wide open, like a monster that chose people and devoured.

This is not a good sign.

The young public servant hurriedly avoided his gaze, and moved his gaze diagonally upward again.

Then a shining yellow light came unexpectedly, almost blinding his eyes.

"Fuck! Why is that piece of bronze mirror still hanging there!" Zheng Qing yelled, covering his eyes, "Didn't you tell you to throw it away? After hanging it for so long, the talisman on it has already expired, right? !"

The bronze mirror he was talking about was a few months ago when the insects were not caught by the school in Shashi. Because of the rumors on the campus, many students were decorating their dormitories to ward off evil spirits. 403 dormitory is no exception. Including the peach wood sword, evil ash, and anti-monster charms engraved all over the room.

This bronze mirror was also hung in the dorm by Dylan at that time.

Later, when the sand worm was caught, and after the rumors disappeared, Zheng Qing suggested more than once to remove the mirror from the ceiling. But because everyone finds it bothersome, and the elves occasionally fly to the mirror to be stinky for a while, so this thing was delayed again and again, and again, until today, the young wizard was blinded again. .

"I want to throw away your hands, no one is stopping you!" Dylan's angry voice came from the side.

Hearing that his voice was already normal, the young public student carefully removed the hand covering his eyes. I saw Mr. Vampire Werewolf standing in front of the full-length mirror as always, taking care of his image meticulously, and from time to time he put his hand into the small copper box in front of him, dug out some viscous liquid, and smeared it on his head.

At the same time, the little elves who noticed the return of public-funded students also flew up from Tuantuan’s belly, ending the afternoon nap, or pouring tea, or ironing towels, or making desks and beds, a pair of masters at home. appearance.

"You haven't said why you came back so early today?!" He seemed to notice the prying eyes of the public-sponsored student~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Dylan glanced at him with his head tilted, repeating the previous question, and guessing at the same time "Didn't you keep talking about going to Qingqiu Mansion these days? Because of this, did you leave early today? That teacher Hilda is so talkative?"

Zheng Qing thought of his troubles and couldn't help shouting.

"Oh! I almost forgot!"

He didn't bother to explain to Dylan that the practice class was cancelled and changed to the Fuluo class this afternoon, nor did he care about Dylan's surprised eyes. Just a healthy walk, he jumped into the dormitory, kicked off his shoes twice, plunged into his six-poster bed and put down the tent.

Across the thick curtains, he said to Dylan in a hasty tone: "When they come back, tell them that Yao has arranged something for me today, which is more troublesome...I guess I won't be able to go to the Qingqiu Hall in a while. Tell them not to wait for me...I will apologize to Li Meng when I look back!"

"Originally, I planned to keep the paper crane for transmission, so you happen to be there, so you can tell it."

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