Hunting High School

Squeak.

The sound of the coffin board being lifted interrupted the slightly pessimistic last words of the young public finance student.

Dylan's voice sounded out: "Tombstone? Where can I get a tombstone? I know an 800-year-old shop with super beautiful monuments..."

Graveyards and Death are to Mr. Vampire Werewolf roughly what a gourmet magazine is to a fat wizard. No wonder he was able to climb out of his coffin despite the noon sleepiness.

But the response from the coffin - such a bad omen - was so inopportune at the moment that it only served to further demoralize the young public servant.

Zheng Qing made a strange hum from his throat, like a whimper, or a weak laugh, as an answer to the voice in the coffin.

The accidents one after another also interrupted the anger that the fat wizard had accumulated for a long time.

He frowned and glanced at the pile of letterheads and paper cranes piled up in front of the young public fee student, picked up a few at random, read them, and the blueness on his face disappeared immediately.

"Don't think that I will forgive you if you are scolded,"

He was muttering all the time, his figure gradually returned to its original shape, and he began to moan: "I won't play this kind of retreat after I was ten years old..."

As he said that, he glanced at the vampire werewolf who seemed to be falling asleep again on the edge of the coffin, with a hint of malice on his face: "Ha, Dylan doesn't know yet... Our Senator Su's husband has been found!"

Zheng Qing drooped her head and let him provoke her.

"Find... find it and find it?" Dylan Momohuhu heard a few words, his dull brain seemed to be thrown into ice water, and he woke up instantly: "Found it? Who? Our school Is it? Alive or dead? Professor? Researcher? How old?"

At a glance, he saw the newspaper that Xiao Xiao was holding in his hand just now, and jumped out of the coffin like a gust of wind, snatched the newspaper, and read ten lines at a glance.

Xiao Xiao shrugged and looked at Zheng Qing.

"What are you going to do?" In the entire dormitory, it seemed that only the doctor was calm enough to know what the most pressing problem was.

"Fuck!" Dylan's classmate exclaimed from the side.

"Stop yelling, Poseidon is really an accident!" As soon as Zheng Qing said this, four figures sitting neatly in a row appeared in front of him—including Tuantuan—and the elves enthusiastically gave Several 'listeners' prepare hot coffee.

The young public finance student twitched the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyelids, and with a wooden face, he explained concisely the special relationship between himself, Su Shijun and Poseidon.

"In other words, Poseidon is indeed the child of you and Su Shijun?" The doctor grasped an important point.

"Ok."

"And you and Su Shijun have no relationship other than holding hands?" Dylan grasped another important point.

"……Ok."

"Well, this makes me feel better." The fat wizard's face became much better.

"It's not good at all... There's no way to explain this kind of thing to others." Zheng Qing looked irritated, and took a deep breath: "So... no kidding... I want to make sure that it's not Yinnian Is there any chance for a wizard born in the moon and the sun to be reincarnated as a zombie?"

"Ordinary wizards might do it, but you can't."

Mr. Vampire Werewolf also came back to his senses, sighed, and picked up the newspaper again. While reading, he carefully looked at the young public finance student, and at the same time did not forget to sarcasm: "Don't think that the husband who will become a member of the parliament next month , you can do whatever you want, be a vampire if you want to be a vampire, be a zombie if you want to be a zombie..."

"I didn't want to be a vampire." Zheng Qing argued listlessly.

Dylan turned a deaf ear and continued to sarcastically in a 'respectful tone': "...you are really good at it! I have lived in the same room with you for a year and a half, and I just don't know that you have a family! See you later When it comes to you, shouldn't you bow and address me as 'Mr. Senator'... Wait, this word is ambiguous... How about 'Mr. First'?"

"I'm planning to die, what else do I want to do!" Zheng Qing was a little distraught.

"Who hasn't died yet?"

Dylan had already read the report. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said in a strange voice, "Zombies, vampires, and ghost students in the First University, one counts as the other. Which one has never died? If you die once, you will be fine." As Su Shijun's husband, even in name, how many people in the school do you think will commit suicide immediately?"

Then die more than once!

Inexplicably, this thought popped into Zheng Qing's mind, and then spread out - it seems that he has died once, the last time he was in Yin Lianna's magic circle... Could it be that he has fallen under some evil spell and needs to give everyone Does a woman with a slightly special relationship die once?

"To a wizard, an ordinary death is the most insincere apology."

Dr. Xiao adjusted his glasses, and interrupted the young public welfare student's wild thoughts: "If the time of death is not long, the family with a little accumulation can set up a magic circle... If the time of death is long, the big deal will be reincarnated zombies and ghosts. ,Bloodlines……"

"Then what do you think I should do!" Zheng Qing was completely out of ideas, with one hand open, the whole body was directly slumped on the ground, like a bubble of mud full of water.

"Stop school, boy!"

The fat wizard snorted coldly, and gave a seemingly reliable suggestion: "The sooner the better, it's best to do it now, leave school in the afternoon, at least you can go home wholeheartedly... This is your best solution right now... Big deal Apply to the school, and re-enter next year with a different appearance and name, and start over from the first grade."

"A break from school won't solve the problem."

Xiao Xiao shook his head, and turned to look at Xin Fatty: "If I remember correctly, there should not be many people who subscribe to this "Daily Bugle" First University?"

"No one subscribed."

The fat wizard corrected the doctor's words: "This kind of third-rate tabloid has no chance of landing on Phuket Island... that is, the school newspaper needs to learn from others, so you can read all kinds of publications in the editorial room... This newspaper was delivered this morning. At that time, it happened to fall into my hands... In other words, there is a high probability that not many people in the school know about Brother Scumbag."

Zheng Qing's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in her heart.

"joke!"

Dylan put up a finger and shook his head again and again: "Such big news... I bet a group of mailers flew to the school this afternoon, asking every first university student they know... If I Don’t be surrounded by people when you go to class Eight Trigrams, tomorrow at noon I will dance next to Linzhong Lake naked!”

This vicious oath immediately shattered the glimmer of hope that the young public finance student had just raised.

"Fuck!" Zheng Qing groaned and slapped the lake on the face.

"It's hard, man."

Dylan patted him on the shoulder, with a hint of pity in his tone: "Our dormitory is full of good kids who don't have those relatively rare hobbies... I can't either... I'm too old and my heart is tired. That interest... If four or five hundred years ago, when I was suffering from world-weariness, I might have actively responded to your request."

Zheng Qing slapped this nonsense guy away.

"Well, compared with the others, there is one more deadly." Dr. Xiao pushed his glasses, and his voice suddenly became very low: "The matter of Poseidon... does the monitor know?"

While no names were named, everyone in the room knew who he was talking about.

Zheng Qing could feel a bunch of ears pricking up.

He hesitated for a few seconds, nodded slightly, and replied in a lower voice: "Yes."

"Hey!"

"sharp!"

"As expected of a scumbag!"