Hunting High School

"The world is full of danger."

"We can't accept some gifts, and we can't kill them."

"It's like some caves that we can't enter because there is a sign of 'There are dragons in the cave' at the entrance of the cave...Of course, I know that there may not be dragons in the cave with the sign, or even if there are dragons in it, You are not afraid."

"But that's not why you went into that cave."

"You can choose not to enter the hole."

Xiao Xiao was like an elderly mother, and also like those retired old janitors at the school, nagging in Zheng Qing's ear, endlessly talking about how dangerous Zheng Qing's approach is.

Zheng Qing stretched out his fingers and picked out his ears.

"But I have no choice." He spread his hand, and flicked the earwax he just took out at Dr. Xiao Da: "The hole is right in front of me, if I choose not to enter the hole, the old dragon in the hole will stretch its neck , stuck his head out of the hole, and then swallowed me in one gulp... If he chooses to enter the hole, the old dragon may show mercy and allow me to write a suicide note or take a bath before he speaks."

"Your requirements are really low!" Lan Fatty complained from the side.

"Then what are your plans now?" Xiao Xiao looked at Zheng Qing: "Dong, you went in too. The suicide note, we will help you collect it. What are your plans now?"

Although it was a metaphor, Zheng Qing always felt that Xiao Xiao's words were a bit strange.

"Go home...We've found Zhu Si." In the end, he didn't bother with the doctor's words, but turned his head and glanced at Zhu Si—at this moment, Jiang Yu was holding Zhu Si in his arms and combing her hair— Then he turned his head and looked at the other 'Zhu Si' for a moment: "The Faceless Demon, we also found it."

Like Nikita, the little banshee also had a banning talisman on her body, but this talisman did not ban her ability to speak.

After hearing the wizard's words, it raised its hand and retorted dissatisfiedly: "I have a name, and my name is Zhu Zhu now!"

Zheng Qing glanced at it, but ignored its protest—he always felt that this little monster was immature in mental development, as if he hadn't figured out what happened yet.

The wizard turned his head, looked at Xiao Xiao, let out a sigh of relief, and concluded: "...In short, we have achieved the goal of entering the dreamland. Therefore, my only plan now is to return to the dreamland as soon as possible. School. Get these things over with."

He kind of missed dormitory 403.

Miss the fat cat that likes to snore, miss my soft bed, miss own elf. I don't know if those little guys are hanging on the tents to sleep obediently now, or if they are woken up by the snoring noises.

"Then how do we go back?" Zhang Jixin looked around, as if expecting a small glowing door to emerge behind a certain big tree for him to pass through.

Of course, this is impossible.

"Where did you come from, where did you go back... It's the safest way to go back the same way." Xiao Xiao put away his own notebook, his eyes flicked over everyone, and finally stopped on the two banshees: "As for them , it should be fine to follow us."

"Should." Zheng Qing muttered the word, always feeling that the word was full of uncertainty.

"After all, it's also my first time in Dreamland." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses: "There are very few books about this world, and there are even fewer books for us to read."

"It seems a little difficult to go back the same way." Zhang Jixin and Xin Fatty looked at each other, and pulled the gloves on their hands a little nervously: "We fell from the sky...Do you want to fly back?"

"I really can't fly." Xin Fatty lifted his own belt and sighed: "Especially my body shape is not suitable for learning this kind of skill."

"We are also very difficult." Jiang Yu embraced Zhu Si, stood behind Zheng Qing, and pointed to the embers not far away: "I and Zheng Qing fell out of the hole of an old oak tree. ...I've checked before, and the old tree was burned."

"Is...really?!" Zheng Qing stammered and asked back, at the same time stretched his neck and glanced at the scorched plain, as if he wanted to judge the correctness of the witch's statement: "That tree hole is gone?"

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It's just that even though his eyes were sour, he couldn't see where the old oak tree was now. As far as the eyes could see, there was a piece of black ashes in the empty forest, and each pile exuded a similar burnt smell.

He never thought that his shot would have such consequences.

Is this a dead end?

This idiom came to his mind, but he felt that it was a bit strange to use this word here.

Nikita lowered her head, her shoulders trembled violently and slightly, as if trying to hold back the sound of laughter.

"Be serious!" Zheng Qing glared at the banshee.

"I'm very serious...I'm thinking." The banshee raised her head and looked at the wizard with a smile. There was no sign of seriousness or thinking on her face: "I and Faceless also came here through the tree hole... just recalled After a while, our tree hole was also destroyed by your shot."

"Ah!!" The little banshee screamed energetically: "We can't go back either, can we? That means, are we going to stay in this weird world for the rest of our lives? Sure enough, this face is very unlucky!"

"Shut up!" Zheng Qing slapped the little banshee on the head to stop it from talking nonsense.

The little banshee held her head, showing a teary look.

Zheng Qing was a little annoyed, so he simply turned his head and stopped looking at it. Ever since turning into Zhu Si's appearance, this faceless demon has even moved closer to the little witch's personality. I don't know if it is their nature.

This makes Zheng Qing have the illusion of facing Zhu Si from time to time when facing it.

As for Nikita's words.

He didn't know how much of what the banshee said was true, and he didn't believe what she said—but even if she lied, the tree hole they came from still exists, and Zheng Qing didn't dare to let the own hunting team take risks Go drill the banshee's tree hole.

God knows if there will be a group of monsters on the other side of the tree hole holding plates, knives and forks, leaving a foot of saliva at the corner of their mouths, expecting the guests in the hole to fall into the boiling soup pot by themselves.

That scene makes me tremble just thinking about it.

Obviously, Xiao Xiao did not expect such a situation. Even a highly skilled fortune-teller cannot hold a crystal ball in a daze or burn a tortoise shell all the time.

He stood still for a moment.

"Can't you go back?" He murmured, rubbing his hands nervously: "Then... everyone, try my way here first?"

"How did you get here?"

"Out of the water... is the River Skye, the great river between Enchanted Wood and Ulthar."

"In the water?" Zheng Qing pinched Own's chin and nodded: "I still have some water-avoiding charms, even if everyone can't swim, it's no problem."