Hunting High School

Zheng Qing's head was buried under the bed, his buttocks were raised high, like a small hill.

A few elves seem to have discovered this interesting thing, smiling mischievously, landing on the 'small hill' with their translucent wings fluttering, jumping up and down, making a fuss.

This made the wizard feel a little itchy.

He raised his arm and scratched it, shooing the little ones away at the same time.

"Don't make trouble!" He turned his head back with effort, and tried to reprimand him in a dignified tone. The elves scattered. Then the wizard was finally able to concentrate on looking at the objects under the bed.

But the thing was dusty, covered with dust, and the light under the bed was dim, making it difficult to distinguish clearly.

After looking at it for a long time and confirming that it was a dead object, Zheng Qing finally made up his mind, leaned sideways, stretched his arms as much as possible, and used a brush to pull out the foreign object.

The move nearly made him fall off the bed.

Dylan saw this just as he climbed out of the coffin and was about to pack up and go to class.

"What are you doing?" He held a small brush in his hand and was about to clean his own fangs.

"Pick up something." Zheng Qing replied softly, "...There is something under the bed."

"Why don't you use magic?" Mr. Vampire Werewolf looked puzzled: "I remember you used the binding spell very well...or a simpler mage's hand is also fine."

The fat cat who had been lying on Xin Fatty's belly meowed in agreement.

Zheng Qing's arm holding the writing brush was frozen in mid-air - he forgot that such a simple thing could use magic. This is the power of habit. Even after staying in First University for almost a year, he still thought about using magic before he was fully used to doing anything.

The dusty thing had been pushed out from the bottom of the bed with the pen.

Zheng Qing sighed heavily, and threw the penholder onto the chair next to him. Only after re-sterilizing did he dare to put the writing brush back into his own gray cloth bag.

"What's that?" Fatty scratched the fat cat's ear, and called out lazily.

Before Zheng Qing could speak, Dylan replied, "It's a dead frog."

"How do you know?!" Zheng Qing was shocked.

"I have a nose!" Dylan pointed to his nose, twitched again, and added, "And I can tell that this frog has been dead for less than an hour...the blood still smells fresh."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier." Zheng Qing felt a little resentful, fiddled with the piece of dead meat, and carefully turned it over. It was indeed a dead frog.

The rolled white eyeballs were half covered under the eyelids, and there was a feeling of death.

"You didn't ask me before." Dylan squatted halfway in front of the full-length mirror and straightened the collar of his robe. In order to prevent the full-length mirror from being noisy, he covered the upper part of the full-length mirror with a piece of cloth early on.

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"Why did it get you a dead frog?" Xiao Xiao also got off the bed and moved to the side of the dead frog. The crystal ball in his hand was spinning quickly, and a white light fell from the crystal ball and covered the dead frog. .

"Maybe it thinks it's a cat, and you're a cat, too, so it brought you a present." Fatty leaned on the pillow, scratched Tuantuan's belly, and gave his own guess.

"Like the group of cats made offerings to you before?" Dylan nodded. "Speaking of which, many cats like to eat frogs..."

Tuantuan made a voice of disapproval.

"...Of course, those are ordinary cats." Mr. Vampire Werewolf has always been tactful, and he would never offend a certain overlord in the dormitory: "Real magic cats only like chicken legs."

Tuantuan snored in satisfaction.

Zheng Qing felt that things were not that simple, so he frowned and thought carefully about the connection between himself, the cat and the frog.

During this process, Xiao Xiao didn't talk to him, but concentrated on testing the dead meat.

After testing for a long time, he nodded reluctantly: "It's still clean...just a dead frog."

This means there are no curses or other unclean things attached to it.

Zheng Qing was not careless, and still cautiously threw a few Bixie charms on the dead frog.

Looking at the curling green smoke from the talisman paper, the young public fee student pondered for a long time, and finally said uncertainly: "Maybe it's because I said in front of it that I want a dead frog?"

When Zheng Qing was leaving the office of the school working committee in the afternoon, he once kicked a stone by the lake and threw a frog into the lake. Then, Gouzi happened to be peeping next to him.

After listening to the wizard's guess, several roommates looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zheng Qing felt as if he had caught some clue.

"This thing sounds a bit mysterious." Dylan had already fastened his belt and was about to go out: "...do you need my help to throw that dead frog out? It will stink after a while in summer."

"Throw it out, throw it out." As if he had already smelled the smell of rotten meat, Zheng Qing pinched his nose and waved his hand.

Dylan shrugged, wearing silk gloves, and walked out of the dormitory holding the dead frog's hind legs.

boom.

The dormitory door closed behind him.

Out of the corner of Zheng Qing's eye, he caught a glimpse of the gray dog ​​squatting behind the door, wagging its tail at him with a smirk. The wizard rolled his eyes to confirm that the other two in the dormitory did not notice Gouzi.

"I want a live duck." He raised his voice, word by word, and ordered in a loud voice: "One, live, duck! Duck!"

Xiao Xiao turned his head and looked at Zheng Qing with the eyes of caring for the mentally retarded. Then he noticed the swaying eyes of the public fee student, and suddenly asked, "Where is the dog?"

Just as Zheng Qing was about to speak, he took another look out of the corner of his eye, heh, the dog ran away again.

"...It's gone." His tone finally returned to normal, and he curled his lips: "Anyway, it doesn't cost money, just give it a try."

In the other corner of the dormitory, Xin Fatty hugged the fat cat and was already snoring. One person and one cat purr one after another, complementing each other, making people feel sleepy.

"Let's sleep too." The wizard yawned and pulled the curtains on the bed.

The lights in the dormitory dimmed.

The snoring also became much smaller.

The wizard gradually closed his eyes, and the broken images in the dream began to erode his spiritual sea.

In the dream, Zheng Qing turned into a black cat again, but with a little white cat and a little fox beside him. The three of them waded through mountains and rivers, and ran towards a hazy tree shadow in the distance.

Run and run, thirsty and hungry. The little white cat suddenly said that he wanted to eat chicken legs, while the little fox said that he wanted to eat duck legs. Zheng Qing was caught in the middle, and he had a very headache. Finally, with a wave of the cat's paw, he announced that whoever caught the prey would eat it.

Just as the little white cat raised its paw to agree, it saw a sly smile on the little fox's face.

With a flick of its tail, it rolled out a plump duck with bright yellow feathers, small eyes, and placed it in front of the other two cats, proudly announcing that it will eat duck today!

Koda Duck blinked his small eyes, looked at the three drooling guys, opened their mouths, and let out a 'quack' scream.

The black cat was annoyed, raised its paw, pinched the duck's neck, and put it on the ground to press hard.

click.

The duck neck is broken.

But the screams didn't stop.

The dead duck opened its dull eyes, opened and closed its flat mouth, and let out a headache-inducing scream, and the cry tended to become louder and louder.

The black cat looked left and right, its originally chaotic eyes gradually cleared up amidst the noise of the ducks, and the illusory dream was also shattered into pieces amidst the noise of the ducks.

In the darkness, the wizard opened his eyes.

Outside the curtain, a duck screamed like in a dream.