Hunting High School

The quiet night is like a clear spring, gurgling.

Linguo's black goat with pan-horned horns had been untied and put on the lawn outside the promenade for supper.

The lawn by the lake is covered with a wide variety of herbs such as clover, purslane, and cornflower, among which there are many medicinal plants that play a certain role in herbal medicine. Compared with the bland grass in the pet garden, the plants here are obviously more in line with the black goat's taste.

Lin Guo once worried that this kind of stocking behavior would make the school working committee dissatisfied.

But Zheng Qing scoffed at this: "Did the school work committee ask you to restrict its behavior in the reply to your application?"

Lingo blinked and shook her head.

"That's right...you can do it if the law doesn't prohibit it, and there is no need to put yourself in a cover at a young age." The young public finance student pretended to be bold and patted the little wizard's shoulder, then changed his voice and said: " Relatively speaking, I am more worried about whether there will be any danger in the lake... You know, those murlocs have always been dishonest."

"It doesn't matter, my Dahei is very powerful." Lin Guo seems to be very confident about this: "It can smash through rocks with one end, and it can also drag a cart weighing a thousand catties!"

"That little car of yours weighs a thousand pounds?" Zheng Qing gave him a suspicious look.

But at the same time, he was relieved.

After all, the lawn was next to the promenade, and the distance between the goats was not far away. As long as they were within the sight range of the two of them, they would not be troubled by those smelly murlocs or eerie worms.

"No, it's Uncle Wang's early car on the pedestrian street. My Dahei can drag it..." Linguo explained in a chattering voice, trotting along with Zheng Qing's pace while dragging a long wooden stick.

While speaking, they had walked back and forth three or five times on the own patrol section.

It is still the fruit forest full of lantern worms, and the sparkling lake. The only difference is maybe the starry sky above.

The starry sky tonight is very beautiful, although Zheng Qing is not sure if what he sees when he looks up is the real sky, but it does not prevent him from feeling the vast and far-reaching depth.

The cool night wind brushed across the lake, brushed against the treetops, rustled the leaves, and came head-on with stars, spots and dreams.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, and after a while, he let it out heavily.

Then he fought a few cold wars.

"It's getting colder." He muttered, and glanced at the little wizard next to him.

Only then did he realize that Lin Guo had already put on a high-necked sweater, which bulged the white courtyard robe.

"I have never understood why the school arranges night patrols," he stamped his feet, tightened his robe, and complained, "This is the First University, on a big island... Is there anyone who doesn't have eyes?" Will the monster break in in a daze?"

"The school's arrangement must make sense." Lingo said, suddenly lowered his voice, and asked in a mysterious tone: "What does it feel like to kill a demon?"

"What?" Zheng Qing turned his head in a daze.

"I heard that you killed many wild pheasants when you were a child... How does it feel to kill wild pheasants?" Lin Guo's tone was a little hurried: "It is said in the book that hunting monsters will cause the breath of the monsters to invade the wizard's body, killing them The more there are, the more serious the invasion is... Many liches are degenerate like this... Is your headache caused by killing too many wild monsters when you were young?"

"Who did you hear that!" Zheng Qing frowned, and kicked a kappa who had sneaked up from the lake to the fence of the promenade to catch bugs back onto the lawn.

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The kappa grabbed half of the fat spider with its sharp claws, stared at the young wizard full of resentment, and finally crawled back into the lake slowly, spitting bubbles.

"Everyone says that!" Lin Guo leaned on a wooden stick, with a confused expression on his face: "Didn't you get the Medal of Merlin some time ago? Everyone said that you were able to defeat the wild monster in Damingfang because of your previous practice. I've had it many times...and your headache and fainting sickness is the sequelae left by killing too many wild monsters when you were young..."

"What nonsense are they talking about!" Zheng Qing stood on tiptoe and was using the stick in his hand to lift a baby bird that had fallen out of the nest back to the nest. secondary injury.

"The hunters on the street say that wizards hunting monsters are like eating raw food, which is prone to indigestion... Only the mature monsters domesticated by the school can kill them without any trouble." Lingo still stood behind him, chattering with.

But his voice was quickly drowned out by a greater restlessness.

At first, it was only the mother bird who heard the chirping of the little bird, and followed it up non-stop, but because of night blindness, it only dared to stand in the nest and flap its wings.

Gradually, the other birds resting on the branches also became agitated, and from time to time there were a few frightened little guys flapping their wings and darting back and forth between the treetops.

There were more and more disturbances, and for a while, the sound of birds chirping, flapping wings, and the collision of treetops and leaves over the orchard mingled together, breaking the tranquility of the night.

The fireflies that were hanging on the tree to suck the sap also quietly restrained the brilliance under their belly, and pressed themselves tightly to the bark, lest the predators who had just woken up would catch them Had a tooth sacrifice.

Zheng Qing didn't care to investigate the source of the rumors in Lin Guo's mouth, and tried to raise his cane, trying to send the little bird to the nest, so as to relieve the noise in his ears.

"Would you like to try a spell?" Lingo's voice also revealed a bit of nervousness.

The young public fee student blushed.

He forgot again that he was a wizard now.

A few seconds later, the little bird slowly landed in the nest under the support of a chopstick-thick vine. But not only did the mother bird's screaming not stop, but it became louder and louder.

She even gave the bird a hard kick with her long beak, trying to push it back down the nest.

"What happened?" Zheng Qing raised his voice, looking at the completely chaotic order on the tree in bewilderment.

Lingo didn't speak, but tugged on his robe vigorously.

"Don't make trouble, I'll see if the big bird is injured first..." Zheng Qing waved his hand, trying to break free from Lingo's little hand.

Then the little wizard pulled so tightly that he couldn't break free.

"Put it..." Zheng Qing turned his head, and immediately swallowed the words that followed.

He understood the reason why Linguo was holding on to the hem of his robe all the time.

A wild monster.

A wild monster with blood-red pupils, flying fangs, and a ferocious face appeared on the slope outside the corridor at some point.

Linguo's black goat had retreated vigilantly to the bushes beside the promenade, his legs tensed, his shoulders bowed, and two thick, hard black horns were exposed.

He also knew why the birds in the orchard panicked and flew around.