Hunting High School

The soft tentacles finally retracted slowly from Zhang Jixin's face.

But it was not taken into the house.

When passing the crucible, the antenna stayed for a while, and then, under the eyes of everyone, it snapped and fell, and fell into the boiling mushroom soup together with the golden bean stuck to the top of the antenna.

The plump mushroom slices were turned over by the tentacles and the golden beans, but soon they were gurgling again under the agitation of the soup. As for the tentacles, they struggled in the soup for a long time, until the color turned golden yellow, and then gradually calmed down.

Because the whole process was a bit sudden and scary, the young wizards in the field stared blankly at the cauldron for a long time, and they didn't slow down what kind of reaction God should make.

Behind the door, the fuzzy face made a hissing sound, as if he was taking air-conditioning - Zheng Qing was not too sure about this, because the voice of the other party had been speaking abnormally - using his slightly noisy voice The mixed voice prompts: "Find that golden bean, it will take you home."

Zheng Qing took a cautious look at the cauldron.

"What do we need to pay." He would not forget the most important principle when dealing with a dark wizard, and repeated the previous proposal: "Gold, knowledge...or the life you mentioned earlier?"

The little banshee behind Nikita let out a low moan, as if cursing this damn world.

"Gold... Hey." The face behind the door made a trembling and mocking voice: "This is a dreamland, what does the gold here mean to me?... As for knowledge... My difficulty now is that I know too much. There is much, but too little can be discarded. Too much knowledge is like a rope, which will slowly hang you in the book."

"Then what do you want?" Jiang Yu finally couldn't bear it and asked.

"What do I want?" The face behind the door lost consciousness for a moment after hearing the witch's words. He raised his blurred face and stared at the dark night sky with his dark eyes. After a long while, he softly replied: "I want to forget , forgetting the faces of the gods."

It was an answer that no one expected.

Zheng Qing is ready to hand over Nikita in exchange for the opportunity for him and his companions to climb the mountain. But he didn't expect that the black wizard's request was so strange.

"Why?" He felt as if he had touched some taboo knowledge, and the huge light cocoon in the sea of ​​consciousness was jumping up and down, making his head hurt.

The wizard couldn't help but gently pressed the corner of his forehead, and the redness in his eyes slowly faded a bit.

Jiang Yu glanced at him worriedly.

The dark eyes of the owner of the old house slowly rolled and fell back on Zheng Qing: "Because they don't like to be observed...the gods are not as lenient and benevolent as they used to be, and they forbid all spirits to witness their appearance , It is forbidden to talk about their whereabouts. A long time ago, they used to live on the top of Kela Mountain, but now, they have erased all traces of their existence. "

"Have you ever seen the appearance of a god?" Zheng Qing was keenly aware of some vague words from the owner of the old house, and subconsciously used honorifics - although the husband once told him that the gods are just some powerful wizards, But the mystery and power represented by this word cannot be erased by a simple cognition.

This time, the owner of the old house was silent for a longer time.

"A long, long time ago, I once climbed to the top of Kela Mountain on a cloudy lunar eclipse night," the blurred face shrank into the door, as if trying to hide himself completely, but his voice was mixed with multiple harshness. The chords of the effect are still pouring into the ears of young wizards:

"...I watched them sing on the top of the mountain, and watched them dance wildly under the moon. The dense and majestic clouds submerged the entire mountain, but they couldn't stop my peeping...I saw that the gods were Singing and dancing under the moonlight...they started to panic, or I was panicking...then the moonlight went dark...sighs and laughter intertwined, and an endless abyss appeared under my feet...the gods were I fell into the sky."

"Fall into the sky?" Hearing this weird description, Zheng Qing couldn't help interrupting the description of the old house owner, trying to make him speak more clearly.

But immediately, he felt his sleeve being pulled.

Turning around, it was Jiang Yu.

The witch frowned, with a painful expression on her face, she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but Zheng Qing didn't hear a sound. The other hunters of the forgiveness hunting team, including the two banshees, are also in a similar situation.

Xiao Xiao didn't know when to prop up the tortoise shell Magical Item again. The light golden light film propped up around the others, only a thin layer, like a paper shell that had experienced the baptism of the storm, under Zheng Qing's gaze The middle is faltering.

Holding a piece of jade pendant in his hand, Jiang Yu spoke again.

This time, Zheng Qing finally heard her words clearly.

"Don't listen, and don't ask!" Her voice was filled with rare panic: "That's taboo knowledge! He was polluted by the existence from the depths of the starry sky!"

"I still have the prepared Lourdes holy water here!" Xin Fatty struggled to take out several transparent glass bottles from his pocket. Inside the glass bottles was a transparent liquid emitting white light, and the golden starlight could be vaguely seen in the liquid. Medium ups and downs.

"We need it too!" The Faceless Demon who had been hiding behind Nikita raised his hand and shouted loudly.

Fatty glanced at Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded. This is not because he is full of compassion, but because he is worried that the pollution from the starry sky will be brought into the school along with the two banshees. In addition, he didn't know what kind of changes would happen to the monsters after they were polluted by the starry sky. If the monsters became mad after being polluted, it would be even worse.

Compared with that kind of chaos, Zheng Qing is more willing to accept the delicate balance in front of him.

Maybe he knew the disturbing state of the guests at the moment, or maybe he just fell into the memories of the long time ago. After the voice behind the door was interrupted by Zheng Qing, he fell into a long silence.

There was no sound of insects or wind in the small courtyard. Zheng Qing could only hear the heavy panting of his companions and the bubbling and boiling in the cauldron. Occasionally, there was the sound of an ampoule cap being pulled off.

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"Few people can show indifference like you after hearing these taboos." Behind the door, the muddy chorus of the old house owner sounded again. I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zheng Qing always felt that this time, his voice seemed to have changed It was even more incomprehensible than before: "This gave me a little more confidence in the deal between us... I understand the reason why little Atar asked you to come to this house."

"I doubt it." Zheng Qing felt the swelling pain in the sea of ​​consciousness from time to time, and vaguely guessed why he was not affected by the depths of the starry sky.

He glanced back at his own mates again and began to feel uneasy about his previous choices.