Hunting High School

The winter sky is gray, and the white is a little bleak.

Along the Linzhong Lake, arbors of different thicknesses and heights are scattered in a small forest, and they spend the cold days of several months of the year. On the branches, the once green and pleasant leaves have long since disappeared with the north wind, leaving only bare branches and white or brown bark covered with scars.

Right now, although there is not a single leaf on these trees, they are full of plentiful 'fruits'.

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These 'fruits' are either white, yellow, or black, and each one is fluffy, the small one is only the size of an apple, and the big one is as big as a watermelon. with.

Zheng Qing is also one of these 'fruits'.

Yes, these 'fruits' are actually cats of different colors and sizes.

Ever since Jiuyou University issued a notice to catch mice to calculate the final assessment, the cats in the pet shop on the pedestrian street in Beta Town were sold out in the blink of an eye. The wizards who didn't have pets naturally didn't hesitate to buy an evaluation insurance; even those wizards who had pets were eager to try. Recently, many people have been asking the guards of the pet garden whether they can keep more than one pet.

For Zheng Qing, this matter has both advantages and disadvantages.

The good thing is that there are more cats walking around in the school, and his concealment after transformation is also greatly improved - because there are too many strange cats, so when the black cat is wandering around majestically, it will not attract so much attention.

The downside is that Zheng Qing can no longer get rid of the definition of 'cat catching mice' - in view of the fact that a cat raised by a classmate has successfully caught many mice, other hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team have even begun to privately discuss whether to raise funds It's a lot of 'hard work' to spend money to hire your own team leader.

When Zheng Qing heard Xin Fatty make this suggestion for the first time, he almost pulled out his own Colt python from the gray cloth bag and shot him in the fat face.

He just turned into a cat, not a real cat!

Moreover, who would want to catch something as dirty as a mouse!

They are all wizards, but they don't know magic!

Full of resentment, after the young public fee student turned into a cat, he slipped out of the dormitory early in the morning and ran towards the lake without looking back—he also wanted to see the mouse hole under the oak tree again. If it is not opened, or if the little white cat has come back, there is no time to listen to a greasy Fatty.

Saturday morning is a clean morning. Especially after winter, even the people doing morning exercises are much sparser. If he hadn't turned into a cat, there should be Zheng Qing among those young wizards doing morning lessons.

Of course, now that he is a cat, a little black cat with a height of about one foot, he naturally doesn't need to go to Feiyuan for morning exercises.

Stepping on the cold stone road, sniffing the soft sunlight, the black cat's ears were pulled back slightly, and a trace of melancholy flashed across his eyes.

A few days ago, when he asked Jiang Yu about her "planned matter", although the witch denied it, she did not tell the wizard when the plan would start. For some reason, this made Zheng Qing involuntarily a little more irritable.

The mind is restless, so I seek to be pure.

This is why when Lao Yao told him that there was no problem with Transfiguration, Zheng Qing quickly chose to become a cat again - he found that when he was a cat, he would not have so many worries, and he did not have to always be a cat. Guess the mind of the girl who will never be able to guess.

The black cat ran across the small square, through the forest path, over the rockery, and finally stopped in front of the grove by the Linzhong Lake.

Originally, he planned to go under the oak tree to see if the mouse hole was still there. But not far away, those "hairball fruits" attracted the eyes of the black cat like a magnet—I don't know if it's because the air in the higher places is fresher, there are thirty or forty cats of different colors and sizes, squatting, Or lying down, or simply hanging between the branches and branches, motionless.

Occasionally, the breeze from the lake blows by, flicking their big furry tails hanging in the air, flickering, like the willow catkins blooming in early spring.

"Meow!" A civet cat lowered its head, saw the black cat squatting on the ground, and yelled in a friendly manner.

Zheng Qing jumped up from the spot as if frothing, grinning at the civet cat, almost growling: "I'm a wizard! Not a cat! I won't be squatting in a ball like you On the branch!"

The movement of the black cat attracted the attention of other cats in the tree.

Either curious, indifferent, or puzzled, all kinds of eyes fell on the black cats in unison—the only thing in common was that these cats didn't even move, as if they were stuck to the branches with super glue.

This is very difficult for curious cats. On weekdays, even if a paper crane flies past a cat, seventeen or eight cats will work together to catch and play.

After hesitating for a long time, the black cat finally decided to climb up and have a look - just to look! Look at what those cats are doing, so that I don't lie down in the tree branches and take a nap in the morning like them!

So, with a short run-up, the black cat jumped a few times and easily landed on an empty branch.

Well, not to mention, the air on the branches is indeed quite fresh.

It's much better than the muddy smell by the lake, with a little bit of the smell of murlocs - especially for cats, their keen sense of smell can always allow them to catch more bad smells.

Zheng Qing rolled up her body, put her tail straight in the air, like other cats, slowly rising and falling in the breeze.

Hmm, maybe it's because the heights are closer to the sun? For some reason, Zheng Qing felt warm all over his body. He couldn't help thinking of the "two children debate the sun" that he had learned a long time ago - the sun is cool at the beginning of the day, and the middle of the day is like exploring soup. Isn't it because the near ones are hot and the far ones are cool?

Leisurely, leisurely, enjoying the early winter sun among the branches with other cats, Zheng Qing almost forgot what he had to do.

Until a familiar voice came from under the tree:

"Meow meow!"

"Meow~~"

The black cat finally opened its eyes, turned its head sideways, and glanced down.

A little witch in a red robe was holding a furry teddy bear in one hand and a small dried fish in the other. She looked up at the fur balls on the tree, meowing softly from time to time, hoping that some cats would come to her. In response, he jumped down and played with her.

The deep-fried dried fish exudes an attractive aroma, which makes the cat's index finger move.

Faced with such a temptation, several big cats who were obviously fatter than the other cats stood up hesitantly, as if they were still torn between napping and delicious food.

Only the black cat closed its eyes resolutely, ignored the little girl's temptation, and even put away its tail that was hanging in mid-air, coiling it around its waist.

That girl Li Meng is not a good friend. (to be continued)