Hunting High School

Under normal circumstances, night often means monotonous and boring black.

But for Linzhong Lake, the night here is not monotonous.

There is a bright and bright full moon above the head, like a jade plate; in the distance is a sparkling lake like broken jade; even the lakeside, the path and the bushes on both sides are also embellished with a lot of strange brilliance by a variety of magical creatures .

The luminous moss emits green light, as if being painted by a poor painter piecemeal on the bluestones by the lake and at the foot of the big tree; There are precious purple vines, coiled on the branches, lazily hanging in mid-air, providing a resting place for many tired flying insects.

The firefly is lying on the tree trunk, sucking the sap, and its belly bulges, emitting blue and white light; the fluorescent clam lies quietly in the shallow water, opens its shell, and lures small fish and shrimp with the faint blue light; Several fiery red chains became the weather, unscrupulously flashing the red glow around the body, not paying any attention to the dangers that are close at hand in the water.

The slightly heavy silence between Zheng Qing and Lingo didn't last long.

The active little wizard quickly found a new topic.

Knowing that Zheng Qing lacked the basic knowledge of many wizards, Lin Guo held his own schoolbag and explained to the young public fee students the sparkling magic plants by the lake.

"Many magical creatures like to hunt around Candlewood, such as ghost-faced spiders, scarback scorpions, and many long worms." Linguo pointed to a low shrub with orange-yellow branches not far away and said: " So in the wild at night, it's best to stay away from the candlewood... Of course, there should be no such things near Linzhong Lake."

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A long worm with a red glow all over its body climbed up the candle tree, and finally put its head among the twinkling flowers. The young genius from Alpha Academy quickly changed his words and added: "Except for the red chain snake."

"Why does the school let an aggressive creature like the fiery red chain stay by the lake?" Zheng Qing cautiously looked at the long worm fifty meters away, with his hands in his pockets, and he almost patted himself A few Iron Armor Talismans.

"Why does the school allow a banshee to touch the admission plane?" A rough voice asked behind him.

Zheng Qing turned his head quickly, looked at the old man Verne cautiously, and shook his head nervously.

The old man just took a coat from the house and put it on his body. He also wore a thick belt around his waist. There were several thick and bulging leather bags hanging on it. I don't know what was inside.

Maybe he is the leader of the patrol team tonight, Zheng Qing has a little understanding in his heart.

"It's been said in the newspaper that the school is understaffed, and the monster took advantage of it." Lin Guo answered in a low voice, holding her schoolbag.

Compared with Zheng Qing, this very young alpha freshman is more uneasy when facing the old man. .

"It's not that I can't manage it, but I'm too lazy to do it." The old man stretched out the wooden staff in his hand, hooked off the wind lamp of death above Linguo's head, held it in his hand again, and said slowly: "Touch the Kappa who has landed on the shore. The water ghost kicked back into the water, captured the poisonous insects in the grass, cleaned the yard, and made other students feel at ease."

"That's what the patrol does."

"This is your task."

While Zheng Qing was still thinking about this sentence, the crowd not far away suddenly became commotion.

"Look over there."

"Someone is coming!"

Zheng Qing followed the prestige and saw a faint light emerging from the depths of the path by the lake.

This light is very faint in the colorful night scene by the lake, inconspicuous, but as if it has been enchanted, it will always inadvertently attract people's attention, and it is particularly outstanding.

And as time goes by, this light becomes more and more noticeable.

At first it was only the size of a mung bean, shaking, as if it would go out at any moment; then the lights became brighter and bigger, like peanuts, eggs, and pineapples; soon, Zheng Qing judged that it was a lamp floating in mid-air. Angry wind lamp.

It is almost exactly the same as the lamp held by old man Verne.

"The first night watch is back."

"They are stepping on the point to come back, and they will not delay for a moment."

"They look very relaxed. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the patrol tonight."

"They don't show up, but it doesn't mean we can feel at ease. You know, pests like kappa and fishwives like to touch the shore and wander around in the middle of the night."

The people around were chattering away, making Zheng Qing dizzy.

As the brightness of the light in the distance became higher and higher, the figure following the light gradually became clearer.

A row of young wizards in various school robes quietly followed the lamp and passed through the sleeping forest without a sound.

Occasionally, a few naughty boys would poke the sleeping tree sperm hanging between the branches with sticks in their hands, watching them grunting and looking around with big dull eyes, lowering their heads and laughing.

Soon, the row of wizards came to the cabin.

A tall, black-bearded and silver-haired old wizard leaned on a wooden stick and came out in front of the old man Verne.

"It's still the same. Those guys who are digging and searching have been waiting for the moment when the moonlight is at its peak. So it was quite quiet in the first half of the night." The tall old wizard reached out and grabbed the waist of the old man Verne, speaking quickly Complained: "If I knew it was so boring, I would have let Thomas and those stinky boys lead the team. I have been walking for so long, and I am thirsty to death... I have finished drinking Amber on the road, and you have to give me a supplement." a little."

Elder Verne swiftly dodged the big hand reaching for his flagon, raised his wooden staff, and put his arms around the opponent's arm, he said impatiently: "Go, go, don't make noise here... The newcomers are training, I don’t have time to listen to your nonsense.”

"Training?" The tall old wizard shouted, spitting, "follow the wind lamp, and hit someone who doesn't have long eyes with a stick...what kind of training is needed!"

While paying attention to the dispute between the two old men, Zheng Qing carefully observed the discussions of the young wizards who had just returned from patrolling, and soon got a little vague idea.

The tall old wizard was known as Master Ernest. Like the old man Verne and Uncle Stendhal, they are all highly qualified janitors of the school.

It's just that unlike Uncle Stendhal who is in charge of the medicine garden or the old man Verne who is in charge of Linzhong Lake, this Master Ernest travels to and from the Silent Forest all the year round and rarely communicates with ordinary students. Not very loud either.

The two patrol teams quickly handed over.

Just as Zheng Qing imagined, old man Verne was the leader of the second patrol team.

As Master Ernest said, the patrol team did not have much training.

If I had to say something different, it would probably be the stick in my hand.

"Follow the wind lantern, don't panic when you encounter monsters, just go up and whip a stick." The old man Verne waved his hands carelessly, with an expression of indifference: "There is no big risk for Linzhong Lake, which is a big fart... Even the old murloc who has been hiding at the bottom of the lake all his life can't stand up to you rushing up and fighting with sticks."

The old man hung the deadly wind lamp on the top of the wooden stick in his hand, tightened the belt around his waist, looked at the anxious young face behind him, and sternly said:

"Come up, line up, don't fall behind!"

"That stinky boy named Linguo, stand behind me... If you are so short, don't sneak into the tall one."

Linguo grumbled unwillingly, hugged the schoolbag, and rubbed forward.

"It's good for young people to have dreams, but don't always think about dragons and dragons. It's easy for the wind to flash your tongue." The old man pressed Lin Guo's shoulder with one hand, and taught him a lesson: "It's just such a big Lin Zhong. Lake, as long as there is a dragon species, it has not been skinned by those murlocs in the lake, and it has already been caught and bred by those wolf-like professors at the school... What's wrong with you!"

"Also burn the swallows... burn the buns!"

Looking at the helpless little figure in front of him, Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile.