Hunting High School

Leaving the laboratory building that was still emitting an ominous low hum, along a secluded corridor through Linzhong Lake, the freshmen, led by Professor Li Qihuang, came to the backyard of the school, in a low two-story independent building stopped before.

The professor asked the students to wait for a while, but he went straight into the small building.

A moment later, when Professor Li walked out of the small building again, the black professor's robe that he had worn on his body had disappeared, replaced by a gray short jacket, like the uniform of the janitors, but with different styles. nuance.

He is wearing a wide straw hat, holding a brass watering can with a long mouth in one hand, and a pointed shovel with a long wooden handle in the other, looking like a farmer.

"This is the botanical garden of Jiuyou College, and it is also one of the larger cemeteries of the First University." Professor Li leaned on the shovel, and his hunched body straightened up a lot, then he waved the shovel in his hand. The brass watering can, added: "This is the other fascination of pharmacy that I mentioned to you earlier - the magical world of magical plants."

"There are not only sixty-five-year-old Poria cocos, hundred-year-old fleece-flower root, thousand-year-old ginseng seed, iceberg snow lotus, candidum officinale, etc., which have amazing effects, but also Ting ramie, which looks like a red flower and can poison fish; there are yellow and round leaves. , the yellow vitex that cannot be swallowed; it has white flowers and black fruits, and its shape is like a leek. It can not only cure malignant sores, but also disperse the strips of Illusion Art. And so on."

"Today, I will take you to have a little taste of the magnificent scenery in the garden."

"Before entering the garden, I need to remind you that without permission, do not touch any plant in the garden at will, whether you see it as a beneficial grass or a bad tree, or if you see a piranha swallowing a Ginseng, who is running around, can't help the stupid sense of justice in his heart."

"Whatever you do, don't touch any of the plants."

"Perhaps the plants you touch will wither due to external stimuli... At that time, it will not be a situation that a few jade coins can solve."

Professor Li raised his voice and solemnly warned everyone.

The students nodded obediently, and quickly recorded the various details mentioned by the professor in their notebooks.

"Well, in the end, before entering the garden, everyone put away their textbooks, notebooks, and even pens, ink, paper and inkstones, put on their own ears and eyes, and take notes when they leave the garden."

Zheng Qing was stunned, and stuffed the stationery into his own gray cloth bag in frustration, then looked around with some anxiety.

The scholar left the pen and paper in his hand, like a swordsman throwing away his sword, and he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"Follow up, follow up quickly." Xin Fatty grabbed the stunned public finance student and followed the professor to the back of the building.

Zheng Qing came back to her senses, pulled herself together quickly, and hurriedly followed along with the students behind her.

In the First University, each college has its own exclusive botanical garden, which is used to cultivate the magic plants commonly used in teaching in its own college.

When he first entered school, Nicholas once led Zheng Qing here, but he only passed the door and didn't enter, and only had a rough understanding of the door.

Turning around the small building, in front of you is a thin and dilapidated arched round door, with a dark wooden sign hanging on the lintel, with the words "Baicaoyuan" written on it in green paint.

On the walls on both sides of the gate, there are mysterious characters built of stone blocks. The characters are all hollow, and the lush and lush plants in the garden can be seen through the gaps.

"I thought the school would at least put a glass cover on the outside of the botanical garden." Zheng Qing looked at the plants in the garden through the gap, and couldn't help but said to Xiao Xiao, "I didn't expect it to be as simple as a broken wall."

Xiao Xiao didn't hold a notebook in his arms, and his temper became much worse.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Zheng Qing, without speaking, but his own contempt was clearly expressed in his eyes.

Standing aside, Zhang Jixin explained Watermelon Head's disdain justly: "Don't underestimate this broken wall. When I came to accept the task a few days ago, Uncle Stendhal warned us not to poke your hands into the wall casually." If you go into those gaps, you will die."

Zheng Qing was terrified.

He just remembered that the punitive task Zhang Jixin received from the school work committee was to do odd jobs in the botanical garden. In this way, the words that came out of his mouth added a little credibility.

The students next to him obviously thought of this, and they all came together to ask Zhang Jixin about the garden.

"Did people really die? When did it happen, how many people died? Was it because they were poisoned or were killed by Yuanzi's defensive spell?" Duan Xiaojian asked about the dead people with great interest.

"Have you ever been in the garden? Is it big? I heard that you will be searched when you enter and leave the garden. Is it true?" Another girl raised this awkward question anxiously.

"Who is Uncle Stendhal?" Zheng Qing approached curiously.

Zhang Jixin obviously didn't expect that classmate Own would have such a strong curiosity. After a long while, he sorted out the questions a little bit, picked up a few and answered:

"Uncle Stendhal is the administrator of Baicao Garden. Like old man Hemingway, he is an old school worker."

Zheng Qing "Uncle Stendhal didn't give us a detailed account of the dead people in the garden... This is not a good thing in the first place. However, he mentioned that there are very powerful curses attached to these walls, which are related to the guardian formation of Jiuyou Academy." Gou Lian. Any unauthorized intrusion will be counterattacked by the school's guarding formation."

Zheng Qing was originally standing at the door, stroking the rolled up gray wall covering with his fingers, looking at a red plant running around the field ridge in the garden through the gap in the wall, eager to try. I wish I could replace the dumpy old man who leaned on his white head and beat his back and stomped behind that plant.

Hearing Zhang Jixin's remarks suddenly, he was startled, backed up again and again, staggered, almost fell.

This appearance made several students around laugh and lean forward.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is no malice, there will be no danger." Zhang Jixin supported him with a smile.

"Who will judge whether I have malicious intentions?" Zheng Qing stood up straight and retorted with a blushing face, "I can't hand over my life to a botanical garden for judgment."

"Very wise." A cold female voice interjected into their conversation.

Zheng Qing turned his head, it was Jiang Yu.

She looked sternly at the students surrounded by the courtyard wall, and said dissatisfiedly: "This is one of the most important places in the school, you can't be too careful...you are too reckless."

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Without waiting for anyone else to speak, she continued: "Hurry up, Professor Li is distributing protective clothing...I'm afraid there will be no suitable clothes if it's too late."

After all, without waiting for their answer, he hurriedly greeted another group of students.

"Protective clothing?" Zheng Qing followed Zhang Jixin and asked curiously as he walked towards Professor Li.

"Ah! I almost forgot." Zhang Jixin looked annoyed: "You don't need to search the garden, but you need to put on protective clothing. On the one hand, we protect the plants in the garden, and on the other hand, we also protect ourselves."

"These protective clothing are all standard styles. There are every type, but the quantity is limited. We have a lot of people coming today, and I'm afraid we won't be able to pick suitable clothes if we go late."