Hunting High School

Accompanied by a violent shaking, piercing screams rang in Zheng Qing's ears.

He squinted his eyes, judging the blurred shadow in his vision through the little light that leaked through the eyelids.

A short man with a watermelon head.

It's Xiao Xiao.

"What crazy!" Zheng Qing muttered, pulling the sheet around his waist, trying to cover Own's head again.

After being arrested by the school work committee yesterday, he has been busy from noon until late at night. He thought that he could be exempted from the patrol task in the early morning, but unexpectedly, with a wave of his wooden staff, the black-hearted old man forced a group of students with weak hands and feet to walk along the road on weekdays. The patrol route made a big circle.

In the end, Zheng Qing didn't know how to get back to the dormitory.

The impression in his mind, apart from the dark woods, the gurgling lake, the sound of bugs, and the sore and heavy legs and feet.

Even after falling asleep, these bad things still haven't disappeared.

It's just that they changed their identities and continued to spoil Zheng Qing in the name of nightmares.

The whole night, Zheng Qing has been carrying a heavy schoolbag, hunched over, trudging through the ankle-high mud.

He didn't know where he came from and where he wanted to go.

It's just that he somehow knows he needs to move forward.

keep walking forward.

So, let's go.

Endless.

Even knowing that she was in a dream, Zheng Qing couldn't help but curse.

Don't bring such a tossing person!

On Monday morning, I must ask Professor Li for some sleeping pills. Zheng Qing swears viciously in his heart while trudging through the muddy pond.

Otherwise, without the little elves going out of their way, I'm afraid I will fall into a long sleep due to neurasthenia in advance.

Just like that, Zheng Qing has been walking in a dream for an unknown amount of time, and Zheng Qing has fallen into a half-asleep and half-awake state while walking, and when he finally felt a little rest, it was already dawn.

That guy Xiao Xiao went into a frenzy for some reason, and he kept making noises in his ears, which made him unable to sleep peacefully.

"Quak... poof... cheep..."

The sharp, weird sound, like the leaking sound of a boiler after boiling, continued to echo in Zheng Qing's ears.

Eyes half-closed, trying to sit up.

Zheng Qing felt that Own's eyelids were scalded by boiling water, hot and sour.

A puff of stagnant energy was rolling and accumulating in his chest, ready to explode at any moment, blowing up, and burning that short boy to ashes.

"You'd better have a good reason." He muttered in a vague voice, blinking hard and forcing out a string of hot tears.

The line of sight suddenly became much clearer.

Xiao Xiao stood in front of him, holding a green-skinned frog in his hand, and squeezed its belly hard.

The frog's eyes were bulging, its four short legs were kicking the air vigorously, its mouth almost turned up on its skull, and a sharp and piercing cry came out of its throat.

"Gah! Gah... Clam... Gah!"

"Where did you get this monster!"

Zheng Qing, feeling a little angry, pulled the frog viciously and gave it a firm grip.

"Slap!"

The frog turned into a puddle of mud and leaked from between his fingers.

"The latest product from the Hooker Brothers Watch Shop claims to never need to renew the alarm clock. The market price is one silver corner and eight coppers." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses: "Including my mental damage fee and lost work fee, Two silver horns in favor."

"You'd better have a good reason," Zheng Qing repeated what he said just now, and touched his eyelids with his hand, he felt his whole face was swollen: "Otherwise, I'm not sure if you will go there In the footsteps of a mud frog."

Unforgivable, he tried to take a deep breath.

But Dr. Xiao Da's few words made the arrogance he just mentioned completely blown away.

"This paper crane belongs to you!" Xiao Xiao raised his index finger, and at his fingertips, a cyan paper crane with drooping wings was powerlessly stopping on it: "He can't wake you up, so he came to pester me." ...so bad that I can't even write."

Zheng Qing woke up immediately.

He took the paper crane and roughly tore it apart. Looking at the familiar handwriting on the letter paper, he suddenly became more sober.

"It looks like it has returned without success," Dr. Xiao Da added with a strange smile on his face, "Once again."

Zheng Qing ignored him.

"Strange!" He murmured, his eyes widened, and he looked at the letter paper over and over again, carefully comparing the rune spell written on the edge of the letter paper, puzzled: "Why can't I find it?"

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This paper crane was his messenger to Irina.

Because there is an interview with the First University Student Union at three o'clock this afternoon on Sunday, which conflicts with the tutoring time agreed by Irina, Zheng Qing is very sorry and hopes that this week's tutoring time can be changed. In the letter , He also suggested that another time can be arranged after the daily class next week to make up for this weekend's class.

Yet from Saturday morning, until now, Sunday noon.

The dozen or so paper cranes that Zheng Qing flew out all returned without success.

None of them delivered his letterhead to Elena.

It was already twelve o'clock at noon on Sunday, and it was less than two hours before the appointment with Elena. As for the student union's interview, you definitely can't just step on it, you need to make an appointment in advance.

"Could she be angry?" Zheng Qing flicked through the letterhead in panic, and looked up at Xiao Xiao.

"Angry?" Xiao Xiao raised his head in surprise, repeated the word, and shook his head: "Angry, at least you must know why you are angry... She didn't even pick up the paper crane, and she didn't open the letter paper, so she didn't know you would Cancel today's tutoring, why are you angry?"

Zheng Qing immediately came to his senses, but he became confused when he was a little concerned.

"Then it's not scientific...it's not magic." He held up the stationery in his hand.

Under the sunlight, the cyan letter paper reveals a faint halo, which looks delicate and soft.

"Why can't the paper cranes find her?" Zheng Qing put down the letter paper and looked at Xiao Xiao again.

"Many possibilities." Dr. Xiao was worthy of his nickname, and simply gave a few answers: "Maybe she is in a closed secret realm, maybe she is outside the scope of the school—maybe we are talking At that time, she was happily chopping up the cubs of Demonic Beasts in the depths of the Silent Forest... Otherwise, the paper cranes would be able to find them accurately even if they were wizards after using the Transfiguration technique."

"Will she be in any danger!" Zheng Qing couldn't sit still when he thought of the many sands still scattered on the campus: "Should we report to the school? Do you know how to get into the girls' dormitory? How about we go together go look for it?"

"This is the No. 1 University, the safest guardian circle covering the entire wizarding world. No wizard can disappear silently under this kind of protection...Maybe it's just their gypsy witches doing some mysterious rituals. Under such circumstances, wizards are forbidden to communicate with the outside world."

"Besides, she is a transfer student and the messenger of the gypsy witch," Xiao Xiao thought for a while, then added: "They don't live in the girls' dormitory...International students have their own separate dormitory area, cafeteria, and social circle .”

"So, I suggest that you apologize to Lao Yao in her Charms class on Monday."

Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go to the library first.

The make-up class he agreed with Elena was at two o'clock in the afternoon.

If she still doesn't come by two o'clock, leave the letter on that desk.

However, until 2:30, the charming fragrance still did not appear in the library.

Looking at his pocket watch, Zheng Qing knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

There is still half an hour before the student union's interview will start, and he has to go to Pavilion No. 11.