Hunting High School

Li Meng seemed to be very satisfied with the trading place she had chosen, and deliberately emphasized the last two words of safety, and then showed an appearance that asked Zheng Qing to praise her quickly.

The expression of the young public fee student gradually became stiff.

After hearing the notification from the little witch, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately remembered the last nightmare this morning. In the nightmare, the transaction under the cat fruit tree was not safe at all. The black cat first fell from the tree, and then encountered a dangerous scene where two witches confronted each other face to face.

Really bad.

"Maoguoshu?" He didn't seem to trust Own's ears, so he asked back without confidence.

"bingo!"

Li Meng raised her hand, snapped her fingers silently, then looked at her fingers with some annoyance, and muttered, "Huh? That's weird, it was quite loud last night!"

After all, I started to study why today's finger snapping sounded like farting.

"Oh, yes, yes. Thank you, I see." The young public finance student was also a little distracted, thanked him absent-mindedly, and walked towards his seat listlessly.

Jiang Yu blinked, looked at her cousin who was thinking hard about Meditation, and then at Zheng Qing who was in despair, her eyebrows were beautifully frowned, wondering what happened to the two of them.

When Zheng Qing came to his seat, he could smell the aroma of chamomile tea from a distance.

This made his impetuous mood calm down a lot.

"thanks."

The boy repeated the words he said a while ago, and thanked Xin Fatty sincerely. The fat wizard seemed unknown, with his whole head hidden behind a thick newspaper, reading today's Beta Town Post by himself, without saying a word, as if he didn't hear the greetings from the young public servant.

Zheng Qing's heart skipped a beat again.

"What's the um, interesting news today?"

He fiddled with the standard incantation and law books at hand, smoothed the corners of the two books, and tried his best to make the tone of own appear more casual.

It's just that the erratic eyes betrayed this casualness.

The fat wizard said nothing.

Xiao Xiao, on the other hand, seemed to be keenly aware of the strange atmosphere flowing in the air. He touched the temple of his glasses, took out the own crystal ball deftly, his lips squirmed slightly, and began to silently divination.

"Damn it!"

After a long while, Xin Fatty dropped the newspaper in his hand cursing, and still ignored Zheng Qing, but looked around with unfriendly eyes, and carefully looked at everyone in the classroom: "I don't know which son of a bitch, put Lao Yao yesterday The speech at night was leaked out and nothing was left for me! I was blind to the two or three hours of hard work last night! I originally planned to let Nicholas lead the way today, interview a few wizards of the North District, and then write another article Comprehensive report!"

The subject changed, and he scolded the Beta Town Post again: "The post's bastards don't follow the rules! Their buttocks are crooked, and their hands are crooked! To be fair, in the whole Phuket Island, who doesn't know that I am in the old town? Every reporter in Yao’s class owns an acre of three-point land, and it’s too ugly to go to other people’s land to grab food!”

Zheng Qing deeply doubts the reliability of the fat wizard's words.

In normal times, he would have to sneer and sneer, and give a few counter-examples to prove how many wizards on Phuket Island do not know that there are people like Xin Fatty.

But now, he has been able to maintain a superficial calm after more than a year of experience and experience. Even so, when he picked up the newspaper dropped by the fat wizard, his face was still a little pale, as if he had eaten a blowfly.

The thick and bulging mulberry paper gave people a very reliable feeling in their hands, but Zheng Qing couldn't feel safe, only feeling the slightest chill coming from all directions.

The front page uses huge bold characters to set the tone of the entire report. The dean of Nine You College speaks out in support of the Northern District wizard affirmative action movement!

The young public finance student glanced at ten lines, and hurriedly scanned the previous reports written by the materials he provided. They were well-regulated, without exaggeration or falsification, which made the boys feel relieved.

he also

I vaguely guessed the reason why the Beta Town Post was so friendly this time. Although he is also the dean of Jiuyou College, the identity of Lao Yao a few months ago is completely different from the current Lao Yao. A great wizard, but he can't be disrespectful to a legend.

Even so, in the few paragraphs near the end of the chapter, the post failed to restrain its inertia after all. As always, it mentioned in an indifferent tone that the dean of Jiuyou College used words such as burden to describe the wizards of the North District. Inappropriate words have seriously affected the unity of the Wizarding Union; the dean of Jiuyou College accused the other colleges and alliances of the First University of being irresponsible, shifting blame from each other, and dumping the blame on Jiuyou College; The academy was treated unfairly, etc.

Zheng Qing, who was looking straight ahead, was dripping with cold sweat and his face was ashen.

Many of the words taken out of context in the chapter have nothing to do with the content of the old Yao Paoxiao he heard in his dream, but they can only be said to be exactly the same.

Predictive dreams!

eyewitness!

Inexplicably, these two words suddenly appeared in the mind of the young public fee student, and almost at the same time, he remembered the second-level murder case by the Linzhong Lake that he had witnessed in his dream a long time ago, buried deep in his memory.

He couldn't help looking up at Jiang Yu who was sitting in the front row.

The witch was leaning sideways, patiently explaining something to Li Meng, a lock of long hair was hanging down from the side of her cheek that was facing the boy, slowly fluctuating in the breeze in the hallway.

Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously.

wrong!

He clearly remembered that on the day he blew up for the first time and came out of the teapot, Mr. once told him that he didn't really have the Witness Talent, it was just a side effect of the forbidden spell.

According to Mr.'s theory, forbidden spells are drawn from the world, and a complete forbidden spell naturally contains the information of the entire world. That is to say, all Talents that the world has, that have appeared, and that actually exist, under the influence of the forbidden curse, have the opportunity to reappear on the object that bears the forbidden curse.

The premise is that this recurrence is based on a certain strong desire.

It's just that this kind of recurrence is like salvaging a pebble with a specific pattern and shape in the sea, which is very difficult and the probability is extremely low. And only after fully mastering the forbidden spell, it is possible to experience this ability of recurrence anytime and anywhere.

This set of theories doesn't fit the situation he experienced last night. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he has a strong desire to face the questioning of the two witches at the same time?

What a joke!

He hasn't lived enough yet! Moreover, I haven't heard that the eyewitness Talent can see what happened in the future, and I haven't heard of any precedents that predictive dreams can penetrate two layers of dreams!