Hunting High School

There was smoke in the tent.

After the old murloc put the octopus skull on Xiao Xiao's head, he returned to his sickly appearance before, and once again leaned on the animal bone crutch.

While stroking the dragon skin cloak hanging on the crutch, it babbled and sang strange songs in a language that no one could understand. The feet are still moving back and forth with small steps, as if dancing a prayer dance.

Zheng Qing had already visualized his Colt python in his mind, and the magazine was full of bullets.

As long as there is a slight mistake in the field, he will immediately blast out the Bixie bullets to suppress that weird murloc old priest.

"evil."

Under the octopus skull, Xiao Xiao suddenly said a word.

It's just that his voice is very weird, hoarse and piercing, like an uncivilized murloc, but from the sound line, Zheng Qing and others can clearly distinguish that the speaker is Xiao Xiao.

"Evil gazes stare at the earth, and evil aura permeates everywhere." Xiao Xiao hissed in a murloc voice: "Huge chunks of meat, with many tentacles, and a big mouth dripping with mucus."

"The light shrouds the earth. But it cannot stop the evil prying eyes."

"There is no safer place than here, and there is no more dangerous place than here. The tentacles of evil reach out from the sky to the earth, grabbing one innocent after another. If you do nothing, there will be more and more The innocent fell."

Having said that, the octopus skull stopped making any noise.

The old murloc looked at the young wizards, and the young wizards also looked at the old murloc in confusion—especially Zheng Qing. He just heard the key point, and vaguely felt that he had grasped some clues.

But at this moment, Xiao Xiao, or the octopus on Xiao Xiao's head, shut his mouth.

There is nothing more disturbing than this.

"The situation of divination is very complicated," the old priest coughed dryly, pointing to the octopus skull: "His Highness Agnieg is very tired, and the guests need to confirm whether they want to continue listening."

Of course, Zheng Qing was a little confused, and was about to speak, but Korma tugged at his arm.

"How much?" The witch asked very simply.

A wrinkled smile appeared on the old murloc's face: "Chenghui, a golden bean."

"Ah! Agnieg! Agnieg!"

"Our god! Agnieg!"

On the side of the tent, the choir of the little murlocs opened their mouths together again, singing with that ethereal and melodious voice. However, this time, Zheng Qing felt that horns grew from their beautiful little heads, and a long devil tail stretched out from behind the translucent tail fin.

Sure enough, they wandered around for a reason.

The wizard complained from the bottom of his heart, if he was a market manager, he would be so annoyed that he would not give them permanent residency when he encountered such half-way businessmen!

After accepting the golden beans, the old murloc priest added dry grass and bone meal to the two plates on the armrest of the stone chair, revitalizing the flames that had been much quieter before. The smoke in the tent grew thicker.

Then it brought out a small bowl of brightly colored fish roe—— Zheng Qing felt lucky for Xiao Xiao, because this time it didn't bring out the essence of Agnieg.

The eight already soft tentacles under the octopus skull, after the fish roe was presented, seemed to see the fishy cat, and instantly regained their vitality. With dexterous claws, they stuffed the tentacles into the dark mouth of the skull.

The young wizards vaguely heard the rustling and chewing sound coming from the skull.

half an hour.

The bowl was empty, and the chewing sound gradually stopped.

A contented sigh came from the black mouth of the skull again:

"what……"

"Who is the evil you are talking about? Does it have a name?" Zheng Qing was impatient, interrupted Agnieg's sigh, and asked: "Why do people like to drink goat milk? Is it related to the existence of the evil you mentioned? "

The octopus skull turned to look at the young public fee student, and a red light suddenly flashed through the two dark eye holes.

"Witness," he called Zheng Qing, but he did not answer Zheng Qing's question, but continued to say in cloudy words: "...you have faced the shadow of evil and repelled the invasion of evil, your The soul is the root of restoring order."

Zheng Qingting's heart tightened.

Immediately, he realized that someone had grabbed his arm, and when he turned around, it was Jiang Yu.

The witch looked at him in shock, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was a little worried.

Kerma's response answered Zheng Qing's confusion.

"That is to say, is the phantom of the Outer God that you saw that night the root cause of the goat's milk incident?" The new Great Wizard of the North District murmured, and nodded thoughtfully: "...So that's the case."

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After finishing speaking, she glanced at the two nervous young people beside her, raised her hand and pressed their heads, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "I was there that day. I will be sad if you are so evasive!"

Jiang Yu smiled at her awkwardly, lowered her head again, and tickled Poseidon.

On the stone chair, Agnieg's divination is still in progress.

"...The danger does not come from the island. It comes from the depths of the starry sky. Your books and talismans cannot protect you. Walls cannot protect you. Castles cannot protect you."

"Rivers dry up under the starlight, forests burn under the moonlight, evil shadows roam, and a thunderous sound resounds over the lake, smashing the white towers to pieces! The whole world trembles!"

"Run away, get away from here!"

"Run away..."

Under the octopus skull, Xiao Xiao's voice became hoarse. The old murloc priest looked at all this in horror and trembled. Then at this critical moment, the voice under the octopus' skull fell silent again.

After a pause of a few seconds, Zheng Qing realized what had happened, rolled his eyes and reached into the gray cloth bag, intending to take out another golden bean.

"Okay."

Jiang Yu suddenly reached out her hand to stop Zheng Qing from continuing to ask. She glanced at the wizard and explained softly: "Any psychic is not free. The more powerful the existence, the heavier the mental burden on the psychic wizard." .The more serious the situation, the higher the price.”

Zheng Qing woke up immediately.

"Let's stop here." He nodded, signaling the old murloc priest to stop channeling.

"Don't you need another bowl of fish roe?" The old murloc stopped trembling and asked unwillingly, "Perhaps your doubts can be fully answered in the next Samsara answer."

"Next time." Zheng Qing replied vaguely.

"Life is at stake!" the old murloc emphasized in a stern voice.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay." The wizard waved his hands, resigned to his fate: "It's almost enough."

Seeing the wizard's resolute attitude, the old murloc finally sighed, walked slowly to the stone chair, and took off the octopus skull from Xiao Xiao's head.

"You will regret it." It muttered: "Not everyone is brave enough to face their own fate."

"You are really a qualified fortune-teller." Kerma said to the old murloc in a tone of mockery or praise. The old murloc accepted it with a smile.

Zheng Qing ignored the old murloc's nagging, and looked at the stone chair with concern.

Xiao Xiao sat on the chair with a pale face, his eyes were a little dazed, and it took a long time for him to regain his clarity.

"It's over?" he asked in a low voice.

Obviously, he has no impression of the previous question and answer and divination process.

"It's over." Zheng Qing nodded, looked around, all the witches shook their heads and said that there was no need for divination, and then he said to Xiao Xiao: "Let's talk about the rest when we go back."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and helped the doctor down.