Hunting High School

"In order to stop those unsuspecting guests, the farmer took the time to cut bamboo and brambles, and re-tighten the fence. But he ignored one point—the fence is dead, but the claws and teeth are alive."

"It doesn't take long each time before the fence is riddled with holes again."

"In this way, the farmer made the fence more and more dense, and spent more and more time in the garden every day. Until one day, he drove away a grass sperm that had entered the garden through the gap in the fence again, and looked at the The skinny guy fled in a panic with a handful of berries, but didn't care about the basket of mushrooms in his basket, and the farmer straightened up suddenly."

"He finally remembered that he was a farmer, not a gardener."

"In the second year, he leveled the flowers and plants in the garden and planted mushrooms... So there were no bees, flower sperm and grass sperm in the garden, and naturally there were no rabbits, weasels and wild boars. That's it , the farmer's small garden regained its calm... It is said that he also took down the fence later."

"The wild beasts of the woods still pass by his little garden now and then, but they just leave a casual glance, or urinate by the side of the garden. Nothing spoils his little garden anymore."

So far the story has come to an end.

Elder Atal raised the wine glass in his hand, took a sip contentedly, and sighed comfortably: "Every idea is like a blank drawing paper at the beginning, anyone can paint it... Until this idea turned into a plan, the plan fell into reality. There are more rules on the drawing paper, and more rules in our ideas."

Zheng Qing stared blankly at the wine glass in the old man's hand.

At first, he thought he understood the moral of Old Man Atal's story, but now, he suddenly became a little unsure of his own thoughts.

Is the garden really a dreamland? Are you, or other unsuspecting guests, really the flower sperm, grass sperm, or even wild boars that jumped into the garden? So who is the farmer? Where is the remains of the fence?

Xiao Xiao seemed to be in a similar confusion, frowning, staring blankly at the patterns on the carpet, without saying a word. It seems that the smarter the head, the easier it is to sink deeper into the quagmire of thinking.

Fortunately, the hunting team also has a hunter who is not good at thinking.

After the old man finished telling the story and the surroundings were quiet for a while, Zhang Jixin finally couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart, and shouted: "So, how do you go about the road you showed us?"

This shout woke up the 'smart man' who was immersed in the quagmire of thinking, and also interrupted the old man who was raising the wine glass to his mouth to take two sips.

Elder Atal raised his right index finger and pointed upwards.

The young wizards and banshees raised their heads in unison and looked up - above their heads was the magnificent dome of the temple, covered with exquisite sculptures and gorgeous murals, with cruising lights and shadows floating between the roof beams, and large pieces The transparent glass is embedded in the skylight, and through that transparency, one can vaguely see the bright starlight deep in the sky.

"Ask for help from those great beings in the depths of the starry sky?" This was the first thought that came to Zheng Qing's mind, but he was immediately suppressed: "No, it shouldn't be, we are already standing on the ground of Bastetter's god." In the temple... It is impossible for him to guide us to seek help from other old gods, that would be too have no face."

Gods value 'Face' more than ordinary people. After all, with their life forms, there are very few things worth caring about. In other words, as a "conceptual" existence, the gods pay more attention to certain "pan-consciousness" concepts than ordinary people.

"Is it the star road?" Zheng Qing searched for a little knowledge that he saw vaguely in his mind, and guessed: "I remember that it was mentioned in the magic universe that the universe is like a film, and different worlds are like this film. Bubbles raised on the film... the starry sky is the reflection of the bubbles."

Following the star road and finding the way home is the most reliable but also the least feasible solution.

So much so that Zheng Qing never thought about this possibility before.

The long journey and time, the route deep in the starry sky, the beacons of different worlds, the universe spacecraft, the navigator and the risk of crossing the fetal membranes of the world, etc., there are too many uncontrollable factors.

Like that little farmer's garden.

Zheng Qing and others sneaked into the garden along the gap in the fence, and walking the star road is to ring the doorbell at the front door of the house, cast a letter of greeting to the owner of the house, and then choose a sunny morning with no taboos. You can only enter the back garden after the gift arrives and the owner's permission is obtained.

The problem is that the young wizards who have forgiven their sins are already staying in the back garden. If they greet the owner of the house at this time and want to go out through the front door, it is like a stranger suddenly appearing at home, and they are easily knocked out by the owner with a baseball bat .

Elder Atal glanced at Zheng Qing in surprise.

"Of course not," the old man shook the wine glass in his hand, and the small amount of wine hit the wall of the glass, making a popping sound: "In your terms, I'm just a great wizard... I don't have the ability to lead you to the legendary world." A star road that only wizards can set foot on."

Zheng Qing was slightly disappointed and relieved.

To be honest, he is very interested in going on a journey to stardom. But the environment does not allow it now, and there is not enough time. Zhu Si's situation is getting worse every moment, and he needs to send her back to school in the shortest possible time.

"What are those murals about?" Compared with Zheng Qing, Xin Fatty's attention was narrower, as if he had noticed the exquisite chapters above his head for the first time, he raised his neck, opened his mouth wide, and was fascinated by it.

"The process of converting the city of Ursa to Bastete," Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses—as a nearsighted person, he could see more clearly than Xin Fatty, this is also a very magical thing—and described it in a flat voice Said: "A wandering caravan came to the city of Uzzah, and a child's cat in the caravan was hurt by a farmer, and then he prayed to His Highness Bastetter... The farmer was eaten by Uzzah's cat... Finally, the Uzzah Council above, passed that famous decree."

This is a story familiar to all in Uzzah.

It's just that compared with the stories passed down by word of mouth, the content painted in the mural above the head is more detailed and gorgeous. The young wizards knew for the first time that the child who had lost the cat was handsome with black hair and black eyes.

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"You want us to convert to Your Highness Bastete?" Jiang Yu frowned slightly, the cat ears in her hair stood up vigilantly, and turned left and right: "We are students of the Jiuyou College of the First University... We believe in knowledge."

"Betietor, full of blasphemous words." Elder Atal took a few breaths and shook his head: "In the temple of the gods, no one will touch those unclean thoughts."