Hunting High School

Everything is a miracle, even darkness and silence.

After the explosion, everything was silent; it was completely burned, and there was nothing but ashes.

The end of the world is not a vigorous destruction, but a whimper; the end of The Underworld is not boundless fire, but infinite coldness and silence.

Zheng Qing walked through the black moon amidst the hustle and bustle, and came to a place of silence. The above thoughts suddenly appeared in Zheng Qing's mind.

It is not the first time that he has crossed the borders of different worlds.

It's not the first time it's fallen from the sky, either.

But this is the first time for him to experience extreme ups and downs in a short period of time - like riding a roller coaster without seats - a second ago, he was still struggling in mid-air, being caught by the ubiquitous Attraction tore at him, and he flew towards the black moon, like a screw flying towards a magnet; the next second, when he passed through the black moon, his eyes went dark, his body suddenly emptied, and his whole body rolled and fell down go.

His consciousness was still yelling, 'Catch Nikita! Don't let her get away! 'Moment.

The ending of the word "Le" crossed the boundary between the two worlds, leaving a long trembling sound over Linzhong Lake, and then it was completely frozen by the cold and dead breath of the black prison, and stopped abruptly.

Zheng Qing felt as if he had entered a dark room covered with sound-absorbing cotton, and a high-power refrigerator was installed in the dark room.

The icy cold wind blew past his ears, and there was some scorched and sulfurous smell in the wind, which seemed to have a sour taste, which made him almost out of breath.

As if a small stone fell into the calm and deep lake water, the lake water made a satisfying low 'guji' sound, and there was a layer of faint ripples, and then the stone was swallowed up by the silent lake water .

Except for the howling wind, the ears could not hear any sound.

The eyes couldn't see any scenery except the endless darkness.

It only took a second for Zheng Qing to confirm that he had come to the black prison, not only because of the rumors circulating in the campus that made him have certain expectations, but also because he couldn't imagine any place other than the black prison. There will be such hopeless colors.

Almost deprived of all five senses.

So, naturally, that sentence appeared in his mind——

'Everything is a miracle, even darkness and silence'.

Human beings pursue vigorous Death and praise grand sacrifices, just because people know that Death will be lonely and dark in the future, so they must dress up the loneliness of Death with the liveliness of life.

Just fell down in the silence of thinking about life and death for a long time—maybe only four or five seconds, maybe seven or eight minutes, Zheng Qing was a little uncertain, because he felt that this period of time was extremely distorted and long—— In short, after such a period of adjustment, the young wizard finally realized the second thing.

He is falling from the sky.

It sounds like a courageous word, but it is actually extremely cruel.

Because Zheng Qing is neither a bird nor an elf, without a pair of wings that can support him to fly. Moreover, under this pitch-black night, he couldn't hope that there would be a tall old wizard standing just below him, raising his staff, and shouting at him the incantation of 'Gao Gao Sunrise, let the valley wind blow', Then he was guided by a silver-white light belt and landed safely.

The young wizard waved his arms frantically like a drowning swimmer, but he couldn't grasp anything reassuring except for the cold air.

On the body of the rune gun in his hand, the windmill-shaped symbols shone with a pale yellow light.

boom!

Zheng Qing pulled the trigger subconsciously, and the light blue rune shot out from the muzzle of the gun. It disappeared in a blink of an eye, and disappeared into the boundless darkness. There was a terrible roar in the distance, and Zheng Qing couldn't hear it clearly. Because he was being pushed by the weak recoil of the shot, he rolled in mid-air.

It was this rolling that made him see the pale white mark on the top of his head.

Because of the short distance, the white mark in his eyes is not a white rainbow like the observers of the Hell Prison Castle or the Far East Abyss. In Zheng Qing's eyes, the white mark on the top of the head is more like the whiteness after thick ink, leaking air.

But none of that matters.

The important thing is that Zheng Qing finally saw an anchor point in the dark world, an anchor point that allowed him to confirm his existence.

In the flying white above his head, a familiar thought came faintly

——'If you can't do something, ask yourself instead'!

This sentence is for him to criticize himself, Zheng Qing rolled his eyes in the cold wind, he doesn’t remember who said this sentence, but he remembers that this sentence was followed by a very famous sentence, ‘Yong Yan Pei Fate, ask for blessings'.

"Seek happiness for yourself, seek happiness for yourself!"

The young public fee student grumbled, and stretched his free hand into the gray cloth bag hanging on his waist, rummaging through it: a hard wooden box full of textbooks; then crucibles, jade cauldrons, and test tubes. And other tools for making potions.

Potion, thinking of this, Zheng Qing's fingertips stopped on several ampoules for half a second, he remembered that he still had a few bottles of transformation potion, and immediately, he gave up this idea.

Turning into a cat in mid-air is a very stupid choice. A height of tens of thousands of meters is not a distance of a few meters, and a cat falling from the sky will also be broken into meatloaf.

Zheng Qing couldn't help shivering in mid-air at the thought of a few black cat hairs mixed with his fuzzy flesh and blood, and speeded up the search.

Finally, he touched the box containing the talisman paper.

The light-weight talisman and the cloud-climbing talisman were all used up during the adventure in the dreamland; he still knew a kind of empty-dancing talisman, but he hadn't prepared it before, and he didn't have the opportunity to draw a talisman right now; he seemed to have sensed the breath of the wizard, The little snake on the inkstone stuck out its tongue and licked his palm.

Zheng Qing pulled his hands out of the box containing the talisman paper in some despair, and flashed through his mind the wooden Flying Sword he saw when he was a child when he went to the calligraphy collection with his husband, and the broomstick and magic carpet he saw in Damingfang with Thomas.

Merlin, how he wished that there was a folded magic carpet in his own gray cloth bag at this moment!

Then, his fingertips touched a bulging cover.

It was the Dharma book he borrowed from the school library for temporary use.

Zheng Qing subconsciously pulled out the book, only to realize that the spells recorded in the book were used for hunting, and there was no magic to help people fly.

The pages of the book rattled in the rapidly falling cold wind, as if they would be torn apart by the strong wind in the next second; Zheng Qing's peripheral vision had glimpsed some thick black patches, which seemed to be the shadow of a mountain.

He has no more time.

Zheng Qing held the talisman gun in his arms, opened the book with one hand, and pressed the spell he was most familiar with with the other:

"Ge Zhitan Xi!"

Several vines tentatively protruded from the void, surrounding the young wizard, jumping back and forth like fish.

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"Ge Zhitan Xi!"

Zheng Qing closed his eyes and roared. At the same time, he desperately imagined the appearance of the parachute in his mind, trying to block the increasingly clear wind in his ears.

The vines soared into the sky, dozens or hundreds of them intertwined with each other, and in an instant, a dense vine cloth was woven and spread out in the air.

Zheng Qing's body sank suddenly, and the original crazy feeling of falling to the ground finally disappeared.