Monster Hunting High School

To describe a mouse wearing a blue vest as a "little brother in blue", Chief Jiang is the first person to use it.

However, Zheng Qing did not complain about this, but felt helpless at the questions asked by the witch.

Those mice can do whatever they like during their vacation. How can he control this? Moreover, maybe the mice’s fun during their breaks is catching bugs!

Although I was a little bit embarrassed about the witch issue in my heart, I couldn't say these words out of my mouth.

Zheng Qing frowned, thought for a moment, and replied seriously: "Maybe they plan to save some rations for winter? There are many bugs in spring, and they can be stored for a long time whether they are dried or pickled after being caught... Oh! "

Before his honest answer could gain the witch's praise, he was interrupted by the green-robed mouse himself.

Dingdong Er, who had been watching the rat-bear battle, heard Zheng Qing's nonsense. He became angry and turned to fear. He flicked his tail, jumped up, and hit Zheng Qing's knee with a rat fist. .

As if someone had poked him with chopsticks, Zheng Qing's color immediately changed.

"Hey?!" The young public-funded student gasped, looked down at the little thing at his feet, and shouted: "Are you crazy? Be careful, I will deduct your salary for this month!"

Ding Dong Er looked at the wizard with disdain: "Fox Wu is responsible for the accounts, you know melon... I just want to remind you, 'knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing', don't not Pretend to understand!”

Judging from what it said, did they really have a reason for catching poisonous insects in the middle of the night?

Zheng Qing also became interested and did not continue to care about Dingdong's ear hitting his knee. He asked, "What do you mean? You went to catch poisonous insects in the middle of the night, weren't you just looking for some snacks?"

Ding Dong Er twitched his beard, with a trace of solemnity on his long and narrow face.

"I do eat, but not much." It flicked its tail and explained in a muffled voice: "Actually, we went to catch poisonous insects because of the order of the ancestor... The ancestor made a post a few days ago The order requires us to clean up the five poisons growing on the island until before the Dragon Boat Festival."

Speaking of the ancestor of the rat tribe, Zheng Qing's mind immediately pictured a fat, wrinkled rat sitting on a small sedan. When D\u0026K opened a long time ago, the Mouse Immortal visited his shop.

Jiang Yu, who was standing aside, was thoughtful and whispered: "'After the black tide, five poisons breed.' Professor Li said this to us in the last potion class."

"Perhaps helping to clean up those poisonous insects is why these rats can stay in the school." Zheng Qing also expressed his speculation, and he felt that it was very reasonable. The five poisonous insects are numerous, small in size, and have high magic resistance. It is extremely troublesome for the wizards to clean them up. It is just right to leave them to the rat clan who are also small in size to clean them up.

Dingdong Er clearly disagreed with what the two wizards and witches in front of him said.

"We have a cooperative relationship with the wizard! Mutual benefit and win-win, understand?" the little mouse retorted loudly with a sharp voice.

Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly after hearing this, indicating that what it said was correct.

Jiang Yu looked at Zheng Qing's perfunctory look, pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

Of course, as a lady, she couldn't let others catch her snickering. So when Zheng Qing looked up at the witch, she had returned to her usual deserted appearance.

"How do we start investigating that faceless demon?" Zheng Qing brought the topic back on track.

Jiang Yu bit her lip and looked at him hesitantly.

Zheng Qing made an exaggerated expression on his face: "No way, do you want to investigate by yourself?... Anyway, I still have a hunting team here, so I have to give us some preparations for actual combat training!"

The witch finally couldn't help it and laughed.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Let's start from today." She finally did not refuse Zheng Qing's kindness and expressed her plan: "We have classes on weekdays and time is tight; in practice class on Friday afternoon, someone may be injured and there is no time. Convenient... So on Saturday night, we can search quietly until one or two o'clock in the morning without affecting the rest of the next day."

Zheng Qing thought about it in his heart, nodded, and approved the witch's arrangement.

So he pulled out the Colt Silver Python from the gray cloth bag, turned it around a few times, then rushed the gun, pulled the trigger, and fired a shot in the air.

"Snapped!"

A faint translucent light shot out from the muzzle of the gun, passed through the branches of the old willow tree, brushed the tail of a squirrel that was stretching its head to watch the excitement under the tree, and rose into the air.

"boom!"

Invisible magic waves exploded in the night sky, and the sound was very dull, like a firecracker exploding in the water. If he hadn't observed it deliberately, Jiang Yu felt that he would never have noticed this fluctuation.

"This is it?" she asked the wizard with curious eyes.

"The new contact method of the Exoneration Hunting Team!" The Colt Silver Python twirled between Zheng Qing's fingers, and the young public-funded student proudly showed off: "The doctor just researched it... We are planning to Take some time to practice...his!"

Just as he was showing off, an acorn suddenly fell from the sky and hit him on the head.

Zheng Qing raised his head and glared angrily: "Who is so unethical?!"

The gray squirrel hopping in the tree seemed more annoyed than him. It screamed and jumped up and down on the slender branch, its big tail swinging like a hot wheel.

Zheng Qing blinked.

He easily discovered the gray squirrel's big tail, which had been burned to a large extent for some reason. It was bare and ugly.

"Ahem," the wizard coughed twice, put away the rune gun in his hand, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Well, he was a lively little squirrel... Such a good acorn, it's a pity to lose it."

As he spoke, he bent down, picked up the acorn, and wiped it specially to remove the dust on it.

Then he raised his hand and motioned for the gray squirrel to come and get it.

Just when the gray squirrel was hesitating whether to recycle his food, Zheng Qing felt something tugging at his trousers.

He lowered his head - it was quite hard to lower your head when one hand was raised high - and saw Dingdong Ear tugging at the hem of his trousers, pulling hard.

After noticing the wizard's gaze, the mouse in green raised its little paw and rubbed it.

Zheng Qing was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that the mouse was asking him for an 'information fee'. This was the condition that Fox Five had confirmed when he flew the paper crane to him.

"Not now," the young public-funded student shook his head seriously and rejected the mouse's request: "We didn't even see the monster you mentioned. Even a fraudster wouldn't dare to pay money with just a few words from you. Do it...at least, you have to lead us to see that monster."