Hunting High School

The black cat left the hunting ground full of anger.

Along the way, all kinds of terrible thoughts were rolling in his mind—such as buying breakfast for Zhang Jixin tomorrow morning, and stuffing some crotons or cockroach droppings in it; Assistant teacher Hilda put Zhang Jixin in the same group as him, and then he used the newly learned curse to teach the red-faced wizard; or pretended to be Zhang Jixin, wrote a love letter to the bad-tempered Li Meng, and asked Write indecently, preferably with some vulgar words.

With a multi-pronged approach, the young public finance student believed that the red-faced wizard would lose a few layers of skin if he was not dead.

Imagining the scene of Jiang Yu leading a large group of witches rushing all over the school to kill Zhang Jixin in anger, the black cat running through the bushes couldn't help laughing "hehe", and his mood improved a lot for no reason.

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But this transformation was soon terminated by another event.

Originally, Zheng Qing planned to go directly back to the dormitory, but he didn't want to be summoned by a passing witch or wizard "meow";'';, so he chose to take a detour-from the beginning to the end in the lawn, woods and Shuttle between the bushes, and try to choose areas where no one appears on weekdays.

However, when crossing a long corridor, the black cat accidentally saw a mouse in a blue vest hurriedly passing by.

Although the contact time is not long, the black cat judges with his intuition that this mouse wearing a blue vest is the Dingdang ear that just separated from him not long ago-as a cat, he is very confident in his own intuition .

Where is that mouse scurrying to?

The black cat clicked its tongue, and the curiosity in its heart was immediately aroused--it was in such a hurry, it was nothing more than going to see the little mother mouse, or returning to its old nest to look for its old ancestor. Relatively speaking, the latter possibility appears to be greater.

After all, Ding Dang's ears are sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, his eyes are dull, and he has a pair of protruding ears and a few mouse whiskers. At first glance, he looks like he has no marriage or peach blossoms.

Most importantly, it is still a poor mouse who picks and searches! How can an ideal and educated mouse stuff a lump of coal under its crotch? ! No little mother mouse would like such a mouse!

But maybe this is an opportunity? A chance to spot those lairs of clothed rats? The black cat hesitated for a few seconds, estimated the time for its transformation, and then looked up at the sky.

The sun sets very early in winter, so the sky gets dark quickly. Although it's just after five o'clock in the afternoon, there are hardly any bright colors. The distance on the road was a hundred or ten meters, and it was blurry, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly.

There is still plenty of time for transformation, and darkness is not an enemy to cats. After all, it is a nocturnal animal, and the black cat's vision in the dark is not much different from that in the daytime.

Thinking of this, the black cat immediately made up his mind, restrained his breath, and quietly attached the cheerful blue vest mouse that was jumping and running in front of him.

To the left, to the right, to look forward, one step at a time is like a devil's pace.

The black cat turned into the darling of the night, like a ghost, quietly shuttled between the grass and bushes, the sensitive beard and the thick pads between the soles of the feet perfectly concealed his tracks, even just in case, The black cat also took out a hidden talisman from the gray cloth bag. Although it is only a defective product, it is more than enough to cover the traces of a cat - he is confident that no cat can do better than himself!

I have climbed over several walls and crossed several ditches. Why are there so many bumps and bumps?

While humming a little song in his heart, the black cat leaped briskly across a small ditch, keeping a distance of 100 meters from Ding Dong's ears all the time. Although he didn't take the right path all the way, according to the changes in the left and right environments, he still easily judged that he had already run out of the scope of the school and came to a remote corner of the First University - it seemed very similar to last time Where it was brought by another rat in a vest.

The black cat looked at the fragmented ruins in the distance, and murmured in his heart.

Before he could finish muttering in his heart, Ding Dong, who had been honestly leading him the way, suddenly turned his head and grinned, revealing a 'malicious' smile.

Ma Dan! Did the grandson find me?

The black cat's heart suddenly stopped, and it looked around vigilantly. At the same time, he secretly regretted that he shouldn't have come here alone to take risks. At the very least, they should bring the own school cat army together, so that they will have a little more confidence.

"Why do you keep following me?"

An abrupt voice suddenly came from behind the black cat.

The fur on the back of the black cat's neck suddenly blew up, its body arched, its paws slipped, and it drifted 180 degrees, looking in the direction of the sound behind it.

A few steps away, under a big locust tree, a mouse in a blue vest poked its head out of the tree hole, looking at him curiously.

The black cat blinked and looked back. The figure who had been running ahead to guide him had disappeared, leaving only a piece of chilly wind howling in the empty field.

"The road is open to the sky. Who said I'm following you?!" The black cat cocked its neck and tried to defend itself: "The school is so big, can't people go around?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Ding Dong's ears looked at him suspiciously.

"It's true!" The black cat took a look, and hurriedly agreed, and at the same time praised Mr. Mouse with an awkward smile: "Speaking of which, your hole-punching skills are quite interesting, hahaha, when you close your eyes and open them, your head will move from this It came out of the hole, so interesting!"

"But the ancestors said that 'a cat at night, covered with honey and worms, is the most dangerous thing'; you can be considered a cat at night now." Ding Dong didn't pick up the black cat's praise, but muttered slowly. A thin and long stick was found under the crotch, and a black cylindrical object as thick as a finger was tied to one end of the stick. I don't know what it was for.

"Which ghost proverb are you talking about!" The black cat listened to the mouse's words with a black face, then looked at the stick it drew out worriedly, and asked anxiously: "And what did you take?" Out?"

"Professional alchemy products for warning, imported from outside by our Rat Clan procurement experts, suitable for use when a rat walks at night and feels uneasy." Ding Dong puffed out his chest and introduced in a proud tone .

The black cat listened, with a subtle expression on his face.

"Is it appropriate for you to introduce this in front of me." He couldn't help complaining.

"Is it okay for you, a cat, to follow the mouse through most of the school in black and white?!" Ding Dong asked with an unusually quick ear. (to be continued)