Hunting High School

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"It's just the escape spell, I'm familiar with it! I used it for Xin Fatty once before!"

"You guys did a great job with this trap!"

"I feel that even if a monster with an intensity of 10 steps on it, a layer of skin will be peeled off..."

Zheng Qing stood up unsteadily, waved his hands again and again, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him, and flattered himself at the same time.

It's just that his swollen carrot-like fingers are protesting solemnly to the owner in a striking form, laughing at his stubbornness.

"I still have a little snake oil here, you can use it." Yi Lianna chuckled lightly, did not deny Zheng Qing's words, but pointed to his finger, and at the same time took out a small jar of turquoise oil from her bosom paste.

This is snake oil, and it is also what wizards commonly call a 'panacea'—meaning that no disease can be cured, but any injury can be cured. In the experiments of wizards, it is inevitable to encounter some strange symptoms, which may be curses or diseases. If there is no way to prescribe the right medicine, then using a little snake ointment will definitely not go wrong.

It couldn't be any worse anyway.

Zheng Qing smiled, took the small pot from the witch's hand, and then impatiently painted the palms of his hands, the back of his hands and ten fingers all over, as if wearing a pair of blue silkworm leather gloves.

The cool feeling permeated along the skin, and the tingling sensation on the hand was relieved a lot immediately, which made Zheng Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

"What's the situation?" Yi Lianna glanced at the big black tiger carefully, asked in a low voice, and at the same time touched a talisman in her palm calmly.

It was a polygraph.

The question she asked was one of the most concerned questions for everyone in Karen's hunting team.

"Well, I don't know either." Zheng Qing glanced at the tiger demon next to him distressedly, and wanted to scratch his head, but immediately remembered whether the injury on his hand was healed, and finally shrugged and said: "...a very strange tiger demon , instead of eating wizards, they killed a lot of monsters instead. Hey, did you see that monkey head under that claw? It was the one who scratched it to death... It’s not safe to live if it’s dead, it’s used it as a ball to play with.”

Elena blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.

Whether it is the eccentric tiger demon or the answer Zheng Qing gave her, it is somewhat beyond the possibility discussed by the hunting team - although she does not believe that Zheng Qing will turn to the demon, but in any case, the statement he gave , are a bit too casual.

It's just that the polygraph does not respond to Zheng Qing's answer, which means that Zheng Qing is telling the truth.

This is a bit distressing.

So, she paused and changed the subject again.

"Why are you alone?" The witch asked briskly, "Where are the others?"

"That's what I wanted to ask just now." Zheng Qing grinned and said, "What about Matthew and the others? I remember that he and you belong to the same hunting team."

"They are still hunting and patrolling around." Elena replied vaguely: "Because a tiger demon suddenly appeared, everyone was a little worried about the safety of the camp, so they went to guard and patrol."

The black tiger lying next to him seemed to have heard some joke, snorted disdainfully, opened his mouth wide, and yawned big, showing his mouth full of sharp and thick fangs.

"Well...it is indeed a prudent approach." Looking at the expressions of the witches, Zheng Qing suddenly understood their worries, and nodded: "I got separated from our hunting team... To be precise, I deliberately avoided you." Offend others. I just didn’t expect to run into you.”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help complaining about his own divination skills: "If I knew that my divination skills are so bad, I wouldn't follow the results of divination... It's more reliable to follow my intuition."

What he said was a bit confusing, and the gypsy witch was a little confused.

"You deliberately avoid your own teammates? Why?" Elena asked in surprise, and at the same time she pointed to Zheng Qing's left eye, and asked deliberately: "Where is your left eye? I remember it was bruised before." , are you all right now?"

"Left eye?" Zheng Qing blinked, a little confused: "My right eye is bruised...it should be very clear."

As he spoke, he looked around, as if he wanted to find a small pool of water.

The gypsy witch seemed satisfied with Zheng Qing's answer. After realizing his intentions, he stretched out his hand to help him form a water mirror in mid-air, and put it under Zheng Qing's nose.

Through the reflection in the water mirror, Zheng Qing clearly saw Own's two eyeballs, both were black, pitch-black, and there was not a single bloodshot on the white of the eyes.

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"No more?" The young public finance student ignored the snake oil in his hand, reached out to touch his face, and then touched the mirror in front of him.

The tingling on his hands and the coolness on his face told him that everything was so real.

"It's gone?!" Zheng Qing raised his head and looked at Elena blankly, trying to see some kind of joking expression on the witch's face.

But it was clear that the witch was just as dazed as he was.

"Don't you know?" Yi Lianna frowned slightly, touched the talisman in the palm of her hand - still there was no response.

For a moment, she even thought that Zheng Qing had secretly changed the effect of this polygraph, but she quickly dismissed this idea. Although Zheng Qing's talisman attainment is very high, it is not enough to quietly change the talisman in her palm.

"I don't know," Zheng Qing moved his head to the water mirror again, pointed at Own's right eye, sized it up repeatedly, and muttered in his mouth, "Why is it gone? It was still there before... Could it be?" Got picked off by a monster after I fainted? But it’s not right, my eyeballs are still there..."

His voice of talking to himself became lower and lower, gradually becoming inaudible.

The gypsy witch standing aside couldn't help coughing softly, interrupting him in a daze: "Is there any problem? It's a good thing that the blood in the eyes disappeared..."

"No, I don't know." Zheng Qing touched own's right eye, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to say something: "Didn't you just ask me why I deliberately avoided own's teammates? It's because of this right eye. "

Without waiting for the witch to ask, he briefly described what happened to the Exoneration Hunting Team after entering the arena, and emphasized his own deduction—he has the blood of demons, or his flesh and blood are special to demons. Tang Monk Meat' - Exoneration Hunt is safer only when he is away from his teammates.

"You mean, because of this possibility, those demons chased you desperately, and this tiger demon didn't eat you?" After listening to Zheng Qing's explanation, Irina spoke slowly and concluded.

As she said that, she raised her head and carefully looked at the tiger demon next to her.

Now that the witch knew that this tiger demon was capable of single-handedly picking out a large group of monsters with a strength of 5 to 10, she naturally put away her previous carelessness, lest the tiger demon slap them and turn the two of them into small pancakes.

The tiger demon seemed to have no sense of the two young wizards who were talking loudly, and was still playing with the monkey head under its paw with great interest-it seemed to be studying how to make the monkey head more rounded.

"This is the most likely inference." Zheng Qing nodded.

"This is just your guess, isn't it?" The witch did not directly refute his opinion, but said in an affirmative tone: "But I can tell you very clearly that you don't have the blood of a demon—Gypsy Witch They have some special secret techniques, and I can be very sure of this."

She touched the polygraph in the palm of her hand, and finally felt relieved. (to be continued)