Monster Hunting High School

"Ahem."

The young public-funded student coughed softly twice and put on a warm smile on his face: "I just said that it is good to get some wind in winter. If you get more wind, you will look energetic! Your body can be as strong as a bear."

He didn't care about his moral integrity at all with this answer. He swallowed the words he said before directly into his stomach, then degraded and digested them, and turned them into farts and let them out.

This was not surprising to two other onlookers in the dormitory.

They had become accustomed to Zheng Qing's gradually thicker skin, and they laughed at him without hesitation, wasting the two drops of saliva. Fatty Xin also nodded with satisfaction, shook his hand and gave the blue paper crane freedom.

The paper crane slid through a short arc in mid-air and almost fell to the ground. Then it struggled to free its wings that had been flattened by the fat man, and flew up with flutter.

It flapped its small wings angrily, circled three times around the bronze mirror hanging with thin wires above the dormitory's head, finally found its target, closed its wings, and hit Zheng Qing's palm with a whoosh.

After standing up, it viciously bit the young wizard a few more times before it relieved itself and stretched out its body peacefully.

Zheng Qingxiao took a few breaths and looked at the few red marks on the palm of his hand caused by the paper crane. He hesitated for a few seconds and finally decided to read what the letter said before dealing with the paper crane.

The header of the letter is very short, only four words:

"To the big black cat."

Just reading these four words, Zheng Qing felt his heart tighten, and the hair on his back suddenly exploded.

Only a few people knew that he would turn into a black cat. Lao Yao or Professor Li would never make such a witty joke with him. Xiao Xiao or other people in the Exoneration Hunting Team who knew about this matter were mostly tight-lipped. If you have any questions, you can just go to the real person directly. There is no need to write a letter.

Therefore, after seeing the first four words, Zheng Qing's eyes went straight to the end of the letter, wanting to see who flew the paper crane for him.

But what confused him was that there was no signature at the end of the letter, only a small scarlet paw print.

Slender, with four toes, the palm is small and round, and it looks a bit blurry when pressed on the letter paper.

Zheng Qing made some gestures with his fingers, estimated the size of the claw mark, and turned it around in his mind a few times, but still didn't have a clear answer.

He couldn't even tell whether it was the paw print of a cat, a mouse, or a kappa or other magical creature. There are a lot of four-toed creatures that he can think of in an instant, and this is without consulting Dr. Xiao Da.

With this unknown pressure, he began to take it seriously and read the text of the letter word for word:

"See Xin'an."

"Winter vacation is over, don't sleep in, it's time to work."

"Shenshi, see you under the cat fruit tree."

"(paw print)"

"(P.S., be sure not to tell anyone else!)"

After reading it once, Zheng Qing was silent for a while.

Then he patiently read it again. The entire letter, not counting the paw print, including the header and postscript, contained less than forty characters. There is a time, a place, an object, an event. Logically speaking, this should be a very clear message.

But Zheng Qing was sure he couldn't read it.

He once wondered whether the paper crane had found the wrong recipient, but he soon gave up this idea. Whether it was the rigor of the paper crane's magic or the dazzling words "big black cat" on its head, it was very clear to him that the letter was not wrongly sent.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zheng Qing raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked out the window.

Although the winter sunshine is not dazzling, it looks extremely pale. Even through the glass window, looking directly behind it still makes people feel dizzy.

Withdrawing his gaze, Zheng Qing glanced at several of his companions from the corner of his eye.

He was hesitating just now whether to give the letter to Counselor Xiao Xiao. He felt that if anyone in this dormitory could give him a better suggestion, it must be Dr. Xiao.

But the postscript at the end of the letter made him give up the idea after a few rounds.

Lowering his eyelids, Zheng Qing's thoughts changed rapidly. Since the letter was addressed to the 'big black cat', the person who went as requested should naturally be the 'big black cat', not a certain wizard. Time is from three to five in the afternoon. According to the principle of early rather than late, it is definitely right to go to the appointment at three o'clock.

As for where the cat fruit tree is, when Zheng Qing read the address, a large overwintering tree naturally appeared in his mind. The leaves had all fallen off, and lazy hairballs clung to the clean branches. Like fruit, hanging on the treetops.

It was a gathering place for cats in a small forest not far from Linzhong Lake.

The young public-funded student raised his eyebrows, feeling that the name was really appropriate and very appropriate. But just because it was so suitable, he vaguely caught the sender's tail.

"Maybe it's a certain cat?" he murmured softly.

"What are you talking to yourself about?" Fatty Xin, who had just chewed off a pear at the desk, shouted and asked.

"He just said it was a cat or something," Dylan, who had a keen sense of hearing, immediately replied: "It seems he thought the letter had something to do with a cat."

Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and stared at Mr. Vampire Werewolf, finally shook his head, turned around and got into his tent.

"I'm going out for a while. There's no need to bring me dinner." His muffled voice came from the tight curtain. The other three people in dormitory 403 looked at each other.

"I didn't plan to bring you dinner in the first place." Fatty Xin finally shrugged and replied: "You just said a few minutes ago that you have a date tonight... Don't you want to have dinner on the date?"

Dylan sat in his coffin and chuckled.

Zheng Qing did not answer the fat man's squeeze.

Just a few low muffled sounds came from his tent.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Zheng Qing's tent thoughtfully, and suddenly raised his voice and said: "I will put your talisman sticker in the drawer later - so as not to leave paw prints on it - if you can come back at night If so, remember to look for it in my drawer.”

There was no sound in Zheng Qing's tent.

On the window sill, the fat cat Tuantuan, who had been squinting to enjoy the sunshine flowing into the dormitory through the glass, snorted dissatisfiedly after hearing the doctor's words and shook the beard at the corner of his mouth.

What a stupid nerd. Tuan Tuan licked his paws and glanced at the talisman in the doctor's hand with disdain - as a noble civet, its paw prints are so precious, how could it be rewarded by those messy pieces of paper? What about the random stamps?

Its paw prints will only be awarded to those who deserve them.

For example, the chicken legs were wrapped in oil paper, a fat man's belly, and the back of a beautiful female cat.

"Xixi."

A slight commotion from the elves came from Zheng Qing's tent.

Tuantuan wrinkled his nose.

It just vaguely caught a glimpse of a black shadow smaller than a mouse emerging from under the little wizard's tent, and then ducked out of the crack in the door.

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