Hunting High School

October seventeenth.

Thursday.

The nineteenth day of the ninth lunar month.

Yi, offering sacrifices, catching, traveling, and making scrolls

Taboo, marriage, encoffining, building a house

afternoon.

The weather is good, the autumn is crisp, cloudless and sunny, which is a good day for outdoor activities.

For the astrologer who actually controls the climate and environment of the entire Phuket Island, this is not a difficult task - choosing an auspicious day only needs to pay attention to certain taboos in the old almanac, and does not need to pay extra attention to weather conditions.

The opening ceremony of the 2008th "College Cup" school hunting meeting of the First University will be held in the No. 1 hunting ground of Jiuyou University.

After class in the morning, the staff of the Student Union and Association of Jiuyou College have begun to stand in every corner of the school, checking all kinds of magic props for the last time, and at the same time greet visitors from all directions with the most appropriate etiquette.

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"Today is Geng Yin Day, which happens to be Gang Day. It is indeed suitable for field hunting." After Xiao Xiao came out of the library with his notebook in his arms, he pinched his fingers and shook his head while looking at the bright weather: "I thought the first university I don't care about details like that."

Zheng Qing knew that what Xiao Xiao was talking about was the choice of auspicious days - this is not some advanced magical knowledge. Since childhood, Zheng Qing followed the old professor at home and had been exposed to a lot of this kind of 'traditional' knowledge.

For example, just day.

The ancients used Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches to match the diary. Take the odd number of Heavenly Stems as the rigid day, such as A, C, E, Geng, and Ren; take the even number of Heavenly Stems as the soft day, such as B, Ding, Si, Xin, and Hai. To put it simply, a firm day should be used for foreign affairs, while a soft day should be used for internal affairs.

Field hunting is a foreign affair, so it is appropriate to choose Geng Yin Day to hold the opening ceremony.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Zheng Qing followed behind the doctor with his head drooping, his voice seemed weak: "No matter what day we choose, it has nothing to do with us anyway... If a hunting team manager can fall from the sky, I would like to be in Rouri , no, I would like to participate in this damn opening ceremony in the days between hard and soft."

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but sigh when he heard the words.

From Monday to Thursday, more than three days have passed in a hurry. The atmosphere of the celebration in the school is getting more and more intense, but the heart of the head of the Forgiving Knights is getting colder and colder.

Because he has never been able to find a suitable hunting team manager.

Candidates with strong strength and good image like Yi Lianna, Jiang Yu, and Liu Feifei are rare after all. In addition, among the freshmen of Jiuyou College, Zheng Qing could hardly find any other suitable candidates—the hunting team manager belongs to a closed circle after all, and not everyone has the identity to join—while the other three Zheng Qing, a freshman in the college, didn't know much about it.

This has reached a near deadlock situation.

The reason for "almost" is because "after all, there is no such thing as an unparalleled road". Young public grant students also have the last two options that are not options.

"It's a big deal, I'll talk to Lin Guo." Zheng Qing raised his head in despair, looking at the dappled sunlight leaking through the leaves above his head, he felt that own was in the same mood as this shade, full of holes.

"Ling Guo probably won't be too happy...he wants to go to the hunting ground more." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, turned his head to look at Zheng Qing, and persuaded: "There is really no other way, you can give Li Meng a small gift... ...Children are always easier to coax. Moreover, if Li Meng becomes your hunting team manager, it is equivalent to Jiang Yu becoming your hunting team manager."

"Hehe." Zheng Qing sneered a few times at the doctor's wit: "I haven't degenerated to the point of calculating children..."

"It means you're not desperate enough." The doctor shrugged and said nothing.

"At the hunting party tonight, I'll talk to Jiang Yu again." Zheng Qing finally made up his mind.

Hunting monsters is no longer just a kind of inheritance, it already belongs to the core culture of wizards.

Every hunt is a grand event. Before and after the official hunting, there are various activities derived from hunting. Compared with the intense hunting, a series of activities surrounding this movement are more popular. Including hunting balls, hunting festivals, etc. based on hunting; and hunting music parties, hunting painting exhibitions and other art feasts based on hunting.

For example, after the opening ceremony of the school hunting party today, there was a hunting party.

While talking, the two squeezed through the chaotic crowd and walked towards the No. 1 hunting ground.

There are only a few hours until the opening ceremony of the school hunt, so there are few quiet places on the campus now.

As far as the eye can see, there are nine red robes, the blue robes of the starry sky, the white robes of Alpha, the yellow robes of Atlas, the gray robes of school workers, the black robes of registered wizards, all kinds of robes Dotted among them, like a huge kaleidoscope, dazzling.

But a beautiful figure in this 'kaleidoscope' appears unstained from mud and is particularly eye-catching.

"Mist Grass!" Zheng Qing chanted the name of a commonly used herbal medicine, and elbowed Dr. Xiao Da next to him: "Hey... look up, don't look at your notebook... look up quickly!"

Xiao Xiao originally lowered his head and was holding a brush to write and draw in the black notebook when he was suddenly interrupted by Zheng Qing, looking a little annoyed.

But after raising his head, the anger immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Hello, Mr. Sima." Zheng Qing saluted a witch walking towards him very politely, with a smile on his face.

The witch on the opposite side felt like vomiting blood.

Ever since Xiao Xiao made a bold confession in class, Sima Yangyun's reputation among freshmen has never been better. Even students from other colleges sometimes come to observe the history class of Astronomy Class 08-1, hoping to get the first-hand Eight Trigrams.

After all, the Sima family is a family of wizards.

Sima Yang Yun also had to follow the rules of the family. So after that 'confession class', she paid special attention to own travel routes, and spent most of her time hiding in own research room, trying her best to avoid meeting those young brats.

Today is the opening day of the school hunting party, and there are many guests coming and going in the school. Sima Yangyun originally wanted to go out for a stroll and bask in the sun—there are so many people, there is no reason to meet those little bastards.

But the truth is always very cruel.

Not long after she walked out of the office building, she was bumped into by two young wizards.

"Ah! I remembered..." Zheng Qing exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Doctor, don't you have a question about history and want to ask Mr. Sima? It just so happens that she is here... Well, I won't bother you, I Let’s go to Hunting Ground No. 1 to reserve a spot for you.”

Sima Yangyun stared at the recipient of the Medal of Merlin in a daze, and had a hundred complaints about his flamboyant acting skills.

But the young public fee student squeezed into the crowd like a slippery fish, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She turned around.

Xiao Xiaozheng raised his hand and greeted her with a stiff expression.

"Hi, Darling..."