Hunting High School

A damp breath entered the nostrils.

Zheng Qing shuddered and opened his eyes.

In sight is a thin white mist, criss-crossing tree branches, and a bright golden moon in the dark sky. Under the body, a threatening chill has passed through the baggy courtyard robe, conveying a heart-warming coolness.

What time is it now?

Where am I!

He struggled, got up, looked around in panic, and searched his body for a long time, but couldn't find the familiar gray cloth bag. Even the talismans hanging around his neck and the badges pinned to his chest disappeared.

A feeling of uneasiness arises spontaneously.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

The exhaled breath was like a white streak, wrapped in the dampness and coolness in the air, and rolled back into his lungs again.

He recognized the familiar scene in front of him.

In front is Linzhong Lake.

He was now standing at the end of the tree-lined flagstone path leading to the lake.

Under the moonlight, Linzhong Lake is quiet and silent.

On the sparkling water in the distance, a strange-looking water monster stretched out its long neck to explore the leaves of the ginkgo tree on the bank. On its back, a thick mermaid shook its reins boredly, closing its eyes and open eyes.

The big fiery red birds put their heads under their wings and gathered together in a ball, like a basket of hemp balls just out of the pot, with a white mist still steaming above their heads.

On the shore, several rockery stands quietly beside the bluestone road, casting a heavy shadow on the ground under the moonlight.

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He staggered a few steps, feeling a little weightless in his body, his hands and feet seemed to be out of order, so he immediately reached out to hold a sycamore tree by the roadside.

The arm passed through the tree trunk without hindrance, making him stagger.

Holding his hands in front of his eyes, through the light blue translucent skin, he could clearly see the curved bones, bulging muscles, intertwined and thin blood vessels, and the white blood bubbling in the blood vessels.

ghost? ghost? What's wrong with me?

His mind was in a mess, he ran straight to the lake, knelt on the ground and looked at the reflection in the lake.

A white, blurred face.

"Meow!"

The sudden cat meow broke the tranquility of the lake, and also startled the young wizard who was thinking wildly in front of the lake.

He looked up.

From the grass by the lake, a white kitten about a foot tall appeared.

This kitten should have been born not long ago, the lanugo on the back of the head has not faded, and it looks a little mottled. Standing in the grass, trembling, makes people feel pity.

Different from this pitiful look, under the kitten's two front paws, there are two more pitiful little guys.

The left paw is pressing a gutless boy, and the right paw is pressing a squid frog.

The kitten meowed and pushed its two paws, trying to provoke a fight between the two aquatic animals.

It's just that in front of the enemy, both the crab and the frog shrank their heads, curled up their bodies, and tried their best to pretend to be half-dead.

This made the kitten gradually lose interest.

Suddenly, its ears trembled and its head lifted.

A black butterfly swayed over the kitten's head and floated towards the rockery not far away. The kitten immediately forgot about the poor thing under its feet, jumped up, and began to catch the prey in the sky.

With a flick of its wings, the butterfly slid out of a circle in mid-air, dodged the pair of furry little claws, and finally landed on the towering rockery.

The kitten's big eyes narrowed, and it sneezed twice angrily, then climbed up the tall rockery along the protruding rocks, and threw itself at the butterfly.

The black butterfly seemed to have not expected this situation at all, and seemed a little sluggish under the sudden pounce, and was crushed by the furry cat claws Mount Tai before it even had time to open its wings.

Looking at this cute little guy, Zheng Qing felt a familiar feeling in his heart for some reason.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand.

As expected, the palm passed through the kitten's body with ease, without any hindrance.

As if sensing something, the kitten tilted its head, stared at those pure, light green cat eyes, and looked over curiously.

"Ah, what a cute little thing!" A crisp female voice came from behind, startling the young public finance student.

He bent his neck back forcefully, and there was even an ominous creaking sound between his joints.

A delicate face came into view.

Then she got closer and closer, and finally went straight through Zheng Qing's body.

The numb feeling rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and before he could groan comfortably, a pungent burning sensation squeezed out from all directions, making him howl and kneel down on the ground.

"This is..." Zheng Qing raised his hands, looking at the remaining burn marks on his palms, a chill rose in his heart.

When he was panting heavily, he turned his head and saw the witch was squatting by the lake and scooping up water to wash her face.

Her whispered soliloquy also drifted into the young wizard's ears with the night wind.

"The boss said that witches are clean guys."

"So wash your face frequently."

"He also said that as a witch, you have to put on those cosmetics on your body...until you marinate yourself to smell delicious."

"It's like the Spiritual Qi aura... When a witch stands there, she will be enveloped by her fragrance within five meters... It is said that this is a passive skill. As long as the wizard walks into the range of the fragrance, the intelligence will be reduced." Mandatory drop of more than 30."

"..."

The witch turned her back to Zheng Qing, and her voice gradually changed with the sound of gurgling water.

From crisp, to low, and then cloudy and hoarse.

Until the end, every word she said could be heard buzzing noise, like a bad radio, disturbing to listen to.

The cat's meowing sound broke the witch's one-man show.

She raised her head in surprise, and saw the cute little thing on the rockery.

"You're still here?!... It's a little troublesome."

The witch stood up, rubbed against the rockery, stretched out her pure and slender hands, and stroked the fluffy little ball.

The kitten lowered its body docilely, purring in satisfaction from its chest.

"Oh...the butterfly was smashed by you, what should I do with you?" The witch's hoarse voice seemed a little confused: "The boss said that the school doesn't allow you to eat anything...you can't even eat a bug."

The kitten turned over, revealing its soft belly, whimpering, hoping to be scratched.

There was a blurred reflection in its pure eyes.

"It's too bad..." The witch muttered: "The boss also said that no one can see me washing my face... and no one can see my appearance... What a bad day."

Slender and white fingers brushed over the kitten's neck, scratched it, and then pulled it lightly.

Click it.

The kitten lay quietly on the spot, making no more sound.

The witch turned around.

The bystanders collapsed to the ground in horror, with their mouths wide open, like a fish in a dry rut.

Under the moonlight, a tall figure faced him, his face was like a crescent moon, his face was as pure as porcelain, white and empty, with no facial features or facial features.