Hunting High School

It was past three o'clock in the morning.

The noisy lakeside fell into silence again.

The bugs in the grass greeted intermittently to pass the boring time of the night. Because there is no competition from other sounds, the tunes of these bugs are especially loud in the still night.

In the square in the distance, some silent figures could be vaguely seen rehearsing formation.

According to the old men on the patrol, the men were members of the school hunting party, training routinely at night.

After Zheng Qing heard this statement, she clicked her tongue secretly.

He never thought that any activity in life was more important than snoring, and he didn't think it was a wise choice to practice formation in the middle of the night, and he didn't expect that the so-called hunting team that everyone talked about was so hard.

Fortunately, he is not a member of the hunting team, and he doesn't need to care about those guys who work hard in the middle of the night.

Tonight's patrol mission is coming to an end.

His only thought now is to roll back on his own six-poster bed and meet Duke Zhou with his pillow in his arms.

Tomorrow, I have to help Elena with talisman lessons. Zheng Qing yawned and followed the old school worker weakly.

Not long after Professor Yi left with the injured kappa, old man Verne did not let everyone rest early as everyone wanted, but assigned many new tasks to the patrol team.

The sophomore students, led by the old hunting dog Mayue, followed the planned patrol route and completed the established patrol goals.

Several old students in the junior and senior years stayed at the spot where the kappa happened, and continued to search for corpse-eating beetles left in the forest. For this reason, the only wind lamp in the patrol team was also handed over to this team.

The remaining two freshmen were busy with the old school workers in the grass by the lake.

Elder Verne took out a wooden stake from the wooden basket at hand, and smashed it into the bushes beside the bluestone by the lake with his fist. Then two snaps were tied to the stake.

Zheng Qing had seen this method before under the hands of the old hunter on the mountain.

"Are you setting up a rabbit trap?" The young public finance student couldn't help asking, "Why don't you use magic?"

"Magic and spells are not all wizards have." The old man took a breath, stood up with difficulty with Zheng Qing's support, and said with a sneer, "As for the rabbits... those stupid rabbits from the First University still need to be tricked? Pass me a carrot, Those idiots will jump and walk away with you... In the future, if you go to the Silent Forest, these idiots will definitely be eaten on the first day, and there will be no skin left!"

"I also look like a trap." Lin Guo yelled not far away.

Because of his young age, he didn't need to work with the old man, so taking this opportunity, this young genius from the Alpha Academy was wearing silkworm leather gloves, concocting a few fat corpse-eating beetles between the test tube and the mortar.

These bugs are the rewards for the fruit.

Because during the insect-catching battle not long ago, this little wizard who was good at alchemy took out a bottle of 'Insect Crisp' from his schoolbag, and numb a large number of corpse-eating beetles. The old school worker was happy for a while, so he nodded and gave him some worms.

As a highly venomous creature, the use of the carrion beetle within the First University campus is strictly limited. From the use application process, to use qualification certification, to the reporting of experimental records, the terms and conditions are very complicated.

A freshman wants to complete these steps and apply for a few bugs from the school's "Bug Garden". It may take three to two months.

Only this kind of corpse-eating beetle caught in the wild, because there is no registration in the school, there is still some room for accommodation.

In principle, the higher the freshness of alchemy raw materials, the better.

There was plenty of moonlight tonight, and the lakeside was bright enough for simple operations, so while he had free time, Lin Guo began to dissect the insect beetle, collect the corrosive liquid, and do some preliminary treatment on the insect.

"It's a trap." Elder Verne picked up the stick in his hand, moved it among the bushes, and continued to walk along the lakeshore: "It's just a trap for water ghosts and fishwives. Recently, the murlocs in the lake are more Lazy, didn’t do much to clean up those water ghosts. Several students complained that they saw water ghosts pulling their oars when they were rowing... Our patrol team needs to help get rid of the pests.”

"How come there are water ghosts in the lake?" Zheng Qing couldn't help asking curiously: "As far as I know, no one died in the lake, right?"

"But someone died in the river." The old man's tone became a little low: "Linzhong Lake is connected to the Silent River, and the school's defensive array can block gentlemen but not villains... Those water ghosts know that the school is safe, follow the water flow Just come in."

"Did a lot of people die in the river?"

"Every day, those jugglers who cross the Silent River and go deep into the Silent Forest are pulled into the bottom of the water by water monsters every day." The old man sighed: "It's all sin... the life of a juggler is also his life."

Hupan fell silent for a while because of this slightly heavy topic.

The gurgling lake rubs against the bluestones on the embankment, making a refreshing sound.

Zheng Qing suddenly remembered the dispute between the old school worker and several professors not long ago, and related to the old man's current behavior, he suddenly asked: "Catching water ghosts...or fishwives, is it related to the kappa who was bitten by bugs? "

"Sharp little guy." Elder Verne glanced at him and muttered.

Although he did not make any positive comments on Zheng Qing's inference, this attitude has obviously explained a lot of problems.

"Why?" Zheng Qing pondered, recalling the group of corpse-eating beetles that were put into bottles, and speculating on the meaning behind the old man's behavior.

The only clue is the relationship between the kappa and the water ghost or fishwife.

Water ghosts and kappas, except that they are both aquatic creatures, Zheng Qing can't find anything in common.

But fishwives are different.

There is a saying in ancient books that some fish tend to dry up, and they are called fish wives. When the wind comes from the north, the sky is a spring of water, and the snake turns into a fish, a fishwife.

It means that there is a kind of fish with half dry, half human and half fish, and its name is fishwife. Only when the wind falls from the sky and the spring water gushes out of the ridge, can the snake turn into a fish and become a fishwife.

Regardless of how the fishwife was born, the half-dried form alone is almost similar to the kappa whose head was gnawed off half of the body and the skin and flesh were exhausted.

"Blank, dry," Zheng Qing murmured, trying to find those remote memories in his mind, guessing: "Could it be that kappa wanted to turn into a fishwife, but failed?"

Old Man Verne laughed out loud.

"The idea is very novel," the old man leaned on a wooden stick, and his voice shook the silent lakeside: "Young man, you just need to have a bigger brain..."

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Zheng Qing knew that he must have guessed wrong, couldn't help but blushed, and was speechless.

Lin Guo was originally picking up those fresh alchemy materials not far away.

Suddenly, he ran back in a panic and shouted in a low voice:

"Not these bugs!"

"What?" Zheng Qing raised his head suddenly, a bright light seemed to flash through his mind.

"It's amazing." Elder Verne nodded appreciatively.

"That kappa was turned into a mummy, and most of its flesh and bones were eaten away by corpse-eating beetles." Lin Guo said quickly, "I've been thinking about which kind of corpse-eating beetle will turn a corpse into a mummy ...not at all, not even recorded in the Encyclopedia."

"Could it have escaped from the laboratory." Zheng Qing smiled with difficulty, trying to find other possibilities.

"This is a primitive corpse-eating beetle in the depths of the silent forest." Wearing deerskin gloves, Linguo raised the milky white struggling bug with a serious expression: "It's not a test object."

Zheng Qing was silent.

"It's troublesome." Elder Verne didn't explain Lingo's doubts, but just sighed and looked up into the distance.

Zheng Qing felt sad from the bottom of his heart.

First the kitten whose eyeballs were gouged out, and then the kappa who was sucked into a mummified corpse.

This school does not seem to be as safe as it is said to be.