Hunting High School

Soon, Zheng Qing, or other young wizards in the room knew why the vampire was surprised.

Because I don't know when it started, there was a faint sound of whimpering and choking suona in this small shop. It is occasionally mixed with the beating sound of traditional musical instruments such as gongs, leather drums, small cymbals, and wipers.

Suona's voice is very sharp.

The sound of the gong is very loud.

The sound of the wiper is harsh.

After these voices with different timbres and different ranges are intertwined, they play a tune full of euphemism. It's creepy to listen to, but I can't help but want to listen to it for a while.

Originally, when those blood flames were burning, they would also make a similar strange sound like howling souls, which covered up the tune a bit. But as the tune became louder and louder, the sound of the blood flame burning was finally unable to cover up.

The Duke of Milton was the first to notice this.

He sat cross-legged on a high counter, tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and his face was full of surprise.

Although the young wizards standing around him were curious about those strange tunes, everyone knew that now was not the time to pursue the source of those tunes.

Now we should take advantage of the vampire's distraction to increase the chance of escaping a little.

The members of the Ouroboros Hunting Team hurriedly helped their captain relieve the pain and heal his injuries. The three members of the Forgiveness Hunting Team found out the talismans and amulets at the bottom of the box one after another. With the help of them and the two witches, they hurriedly replaced the own rune gun with rune bullets made of burst runes.

As for Li Meng, she was holding a certain kitten in a daze from the beginning to the end. That's fine, Zheng Qing is also afraid that the little witch will be too active and cause trouble for everyone.

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It took about ten seconds for the whole process until the two rune guns were full of rune bullets and everyone was fully armed. Only then did the young public finance student care about the vampire. Then, following the gaze of Duke Milton, he saw the source of the abnormal tune.

A group of big rats wearing red, green, and yellow vests lined up neatly and filed out from a newly opened hole in the corner of the wall. There were about a hundred mice in the whole team, and the ones walking in the front of the line were a group of beating mice.

At this moment, their tune has been changed to "Radetsky March". Not to mention, the Radetsky played with erhu and leather drum sounds a bit less majestic, but more detailed. It's a subtle feeling that makes people feel like their hearts are being pulled.

In the middle of the team of rats is a large sedan chair carrying eight carriages.

The sedan chair has no canopy, only a purple agarwood chariot is set inside it. Sitting on the chariot was a chubby little mouse the size of a fist, wrinkled all over, looking from a distance like a walnut with its green skin peeled off.

"Let's buy insurance for this store." The first thought in the young public fee student's mind was not to trace the origin of those mice, nor to think about how to escape, but to worry about the side that was repeatedly punctured and repaired by the mice. Will the walls collapse from overwork.

Even metal will give way from fatigue, let alone some brick-and-mortar mixtures.

After all, it is related to whether the large investment of the Forgiveness Hunting Team will be in vain, so we have to be cautious.

Of course, he would only murmur such petty thoughts in his heart, and he would definitely not say them on the spot. At any rate, there was a witch he was attracted to standing next to him. If he acted too preoccupied, everyone's faces would be ugly.

"Which mouse is the jingle ear, or the ding dong ear?"

This was the second thought that came to Zheng Qing's mind.

There is no doubt that this group of clad mice who suddenly appeared in the store with beating drums must have something to do with the "ear brothers" who had been tossing around for a long time before. And if Zheng Qing's guess is correct, the 'Walnut' mouse sitting in the agarwood chariot is probably the 'big man of the Rat Clan' whom Dang Dang's ears had been thinking about before.

"Who is that 'Walnut Mouse'?"

This was the third thought that came to Zheng Qing's mind.

Different from the previous two thoughts, as soon as this thought popped up, someone rushed to give him the answer.

"The Rat Fairy?"

Although the Duke of Milton used questioning words, his tone was very certain: "I have been waiting for a long time... I have always heard that the underground world of the First University is in the hands of a mysterious rat tribe. I did not expect to have the opportunity to see you like this today." The big shot. It was a worthwhile trip."

The queue of dressed mice stopped slowly, between the young wizard and the tall counter.

The 'Walnut Mouse' sitting on the chariot didn't respond to the Duke of Vampire who seemed to be saying hello, but drooped his eyelids, looking like he was dozing off.

Duke Milton didn't seem to notice the 'Walnut Mouse''s impatience, and continued to chatter: "...Are you planning to meddle in today's affairs? Since its birth, it has been staying in the world of the Rat Race below, never interfering in the affairs under the sun and the moon."

"Also, I need to remind you that this matter is much more complicated than what you see..."

Mr. Walnut, who was sitting on the chariot, murmured for a long time, and finally coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, which he spit on the carpet that Xin Fatty had just bought, and at the same time spat out a word: "Bah!"

Several witches standing behind the wizards showed expressions of disgust, and Li Meng uttered the tone of '噫' even more unceremoniously. And the members of the Forgiveness Hunting Team glared at the little mouse, wishing they could press it to the ground and wipe the carpet carefully with its dirt-absorbing skin.

It's just that everyone still has a sense of the big picture and knows that now is not the time to worry about such trivial matters.

As for the Duke of Milton, who bears the brunt, it seems that he doesn't care about the rudeness of the walnut mouse, and he has a somewhat resigned demeanor.

"Big farts, dare to mention the word 'complex' in front of the old man... Do you really think that you have grown a pair of wings and are a little higher, so you are much smarter than mice?"

Different from the dull feeling before, the 'Walnut Lord' sitting on the chariot, or the mouse fairy, looked much sharper and sharper when he spoke, and looked more like a mouse: "I just came here today. For business...others, you can do whatever you like."

"As for meddling... With that cat here, what else do I need to do!"

As he spoke, the Rat Immortal tilted his head, and his pointed mouth turned sideways to a corner of the room.

Duke Milton followed the sign of the mouse fairy.

On a shelf in the corner of the room, a yellow raccoon cat was squatting on the top of the shelf, holding a small dried fish in its paws, gnawing with relish.