Hunting High School

"Young ladies and gentlemen."

A voice suddenly sounded in the ward, interrupting the lively atmosphere in front of the two beds.

Zheng Qing stood up, followed everyone's gaze, and saw a familiar figure standing at the door of the ward.

It's Professor Yao from the Charms class.

In other words, it is the dean of Jiuyou College.

He had a pipe in one hand, a few books under his other arm, and a broad smile on his face.

As if sensing everyone's suspicious gazes, Professor Yao raised his wrist, looked at his watch pretendingly, then raised his head, and said with a smile:

"Ten minutes to ten o'clock in the evening... You can choose to be locked out of the dormitory door by Ni Wuye, or go downstairs to Mrs. Bella to get an application form for escort and a sleeping bag that will be used at night ..."

Already this late?

Zheng Qing turned his head to look out the window in surprise.

The rain outside the house had stopped at some point, the dark clouds had dissipated, the stars were dotted, and across the treetops, the fresh moon revealed a small half of its bright face.

There was a flutter of chaos in the ward.

The group of boys from Jiuyou College in front of Zheng Qing's bed were naturally full of fear when facing their dean, wishing to disappear completely in the room in the next second; the group of witches in front of Lingo's bed seemed much more stable in comparison, Before they left, they even saluted Lao Yao very politely.

When there were only three people left in the ward, Lao Yao went to Lin Guo first, comforted the little wizard in a soft voice for a few minutes, then told him to go to bed early, and drew the curtains around him again.

Zheng Qing shrank her body into the bed, wondering whether she should also pull up the curtain.

"How do you feel?" Lao Yao came to Zheng Qing's bedside, pulled a chair familiarly, and sat down.

"I feel fine...the doctor said that I will be discharged tomorrow morning." Zheng Qing replied honestly.

"What about here?" Lao Yao grabbed his pipe and tapped his head.

"I don't feel anything unusual... right." Zheng Qing said at the end, also a little uncertain: "I don't know if it's an illusion... I always feel that my right eye is a little swollen."

"Right eye?" Lao Yao frowned, one eye widened, and his tone was a bit serious: "Is it the legendary 'demon's eye'?"

What the hell are demon eyes!

Zheng Qing felt that his face was covered with black lines.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding... I see you're nervous." Lao Yao laughed, raised the eyelids of the public finance students, and said with certainty: "It's just a little blood... Those brats from the Starry Sky Academy, Eight out of ten have swollen eyes, and I haven't seen any hunting team rushing up to shout and kill... Don't be disturbed by the rumors outside."

Zheng Qing blinked her eyes, suddenly a little moved in her heart.

"And the little guy in the tent over there!" Old Yao leaned sideways, turned his head to look in the direction of Lin Guo's hospital bed, and raised his voice slightly: "Didn't he just get knocked out by Monster Qi... What a big deal At worst, I’ll buy you a few catties of Amber in a while, cover the quilt tightly at night, sweat, and look like a good man at dawn! At a young age, don’t be depressed like an old man..."

Zheng Qing couldn't help but grinned and smiled silently.

There was a rustling sound of blowing his nose from Ling Guo's tent, and it took a few minutes before his murmured voice came out: "I'm not depressed... I just have a little cold. Besides, I'm not yet an adult, No alcohol."

"Milk tea, I'm talking about milk tea!" Lao Yao immediately changed his words, and agreed with a smile: "Next time I go to your castle for class, I will bring you a few catties of hot Mongolian milk tea... Now close your eyes quickly and start sleep!"

"Oh!" Linguo replied loudly from the tent.

"As for you," Lao Yao turned around and looked at the young public finance student again: "I originally planned to take you to meet Professor Yi today to discuss that matter..."

As he spoke, he lightly knocked his head with the pipe again, and added: "But what happened last night..."

"It's okay, I can go to Professor Yi myself." Zheng Qing replied hastily.

"Actually is not to say that I don't have time," Lao Yao waved his hand, and said carefully, "Just following the conservative treatment plan I discussed with Professor Yi earlier, it may not be suitable... Well, I remember that you have a divination class next Tuesday? "

"Tuesday morning." Zheng Qing immediately added.

"Yes, on Tuesday morning, after class, you go to his office with Professor Yi, and he will make further arrangements for you...including developing the Talent that involves vision, and how to stabilize your idea force field."

Zheng Qing nodded again and again without any doubts.

"I came here today to mention this matter to you... Remember, after the divination class on Tuesday!" Lao Yao didn't continue to chat, but stood up, stretched his robe, and planned to leave: "...Don't get up, hurry up have a rest."

As he spoke, he held down the young public fee student who was propped up, raised his pipe, and signaled the elves to bring his books.

"Remember, don't be late for class tomorrow morning!" Before leaving, he warned with a smile.

"Absolutely not, sir!" Zheng Qing quickly assured.

...

...

After leaving the school hospital, the smile on Professor Yao's face quickly disappeared.

He did not return to the professor's residence in East Taoyuan, nor did he transfer to the dean's office in the office building. Instead, he walked through several staggered corridors and came to a low three-story building.

The building looked a little dilapidated, with mottled walls hanging on the gray walls, and large pieces of moss of different shades stuck to it, making it look a little ugly, but also a little strangely peaceful.

Turning down the dark corridor, the professor came to a double-leaf wooden door.

On the door frame, two door gods are holding Magical Items, stepping on auspicious clouds, with serious faces, patrolling back and forth on the three-foot-square piece of paper.

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Under their feet, the white cat also swept away its previous lazy expression, with its tail upright, its eyes widened, and its fangs showing a little ferocious at the corners of its mouth.

"The door." Professor Yao raised his eyelids.

"Password!" Shen Tu snapped the halberd in his hand and shouted.

"Open the door!" Lao Yao narrowed his eyes, with a cold expression on his face.

"Mouth..." Before Shen Tu finished speaking, his companion covered his mouth.

"Ahem, we are all acquaintances, what password do you want!" Yu Lei pulled his brother behind him and complained repeatedly: "Didn't you see that it was Dean Yao in person... You deserve to be a doorkeeper for the rest of your life!"

As he spoke, he pulled the doorknob and opened the two closed doors with a pleasing smile on his face: "Please!"

Lao Yao looked at the two guys with a gloomy gaze, and didn't enter the door immediately.

One minute.

two minutes.

three minutes.

The two door gods who had been watching were numb all over, and Lao Yao lifted his foot and stepped over the threshold.

"A real door god, even if he is torn to pieces, will still require the person who enters to provide a valid identification." The voice of the dean came into the ears of the two door gods lightly along the hallway, shaking the hard paper they lived in. buzzing.

His tone was very flat, but even the white cat in the painting could clearly feel the dissatisfaction in it.

The white cat's tail drooped on the ground, sweeping anxiously.

Yu Lei's face also looked a little unlucky.

But after a few minutes, his mood improved a lot.

"You can always adjust your mentality so quickly." Shen Tu held his own halberd, his tone full of envy.

"Who are we? We are door gods!" Yu Lei hugged the white cat at his feet, stroking its long fur, and said triumphantly, "No matter how big the sign is handed to us, let's say 'Enter' , they can also enter... What's the point of eating some spittle stars... There are so many great wizards in the world, who hasn't eaten the rain god's saliva stars?!"