Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing didn't take Xiao Xiao's sentiments seriously.

Compared with listening to other people's nagging, Zheng Qing paid more attention to the small fire in front of him. Seeing the orange-red flames coming out of the fire in front of him, the young man took a deep breath, waved his hands with satisfaction, and replied:

"As the saying goes, 'The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.' If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

Zheng Qing, who had just made a fire, was full of confidence at this moment. He pointed out the situation and scolded Fang Qiu:

"The ancients knew that when heaven is about to entrust a person with a great responsibility, his mind and will must be strained, his muscles and bones must be strained, his body and skin may be hungry, his body may be depleted, and his actions may be disturbed. Not to mention our generation?!"

Dr. Xiao Da looked at the energetic Zheng Qing with empty eyes.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" He was very suspicious of Zheng Qing's current state.

This question made the public-sponsored students very hurt.

"There's not much firewood left. Go pick up firewood... don't gossip here all the time." Zheng Qing glanced at the doctor angrily: "You're already here, can you be more active and work!"

He said this to Xiao Xiao and also to himself.

In the original plan, Zheng Qing planned to escape today's spring outing.

He has a lot to worry about recently - the faceless monster has not been caught yet; the classwork for the next semester is becoming more and more heavy; the conflicts between the clubs in the school are becoming more and more prominent. Zheng Qing, the leader of the team, had to spend more time balancing club work; in addition, the work in Professor Monteria's laboratory was a headache, and the follow-up debugging of Senior Colma's magic circle would also be a headache. Disturb him from time to time.

The most tiring thing is the weird attitude of the Gypsy Witch during this period, which is good and bad. Sometimes the two of them were smiling and sitting together eating, chatting and doing homework the day before, but the next day she became cold and cold when they met again. , the feeling of keeping strangers away.

Although Zheng Qing was worried, he didn't have much choice.

He tactfully mentioned this to Elena on a date, but the Gypsy Witch said lightly that these were normal conditions during traditional magic practice and there was no need to pay too much attention. In desperation, Zheng Qing could only pay more attention to the witch, just in case.

Zheng Qing originally planned to escape from this outing. He had even reported to Professor Monteria, and the professor agreed to give him a certificate saying, "Due to busy business, Zheng Qing was specially summoned to assist in laboratory work, and so on." Notes. Of course, the work in the laboratory during the Forbidden Magic Day was to sort out information, and there was absolutely no work related to magic.

But after hearing that Elena would participate in this outing, he finally did not become a deserter and chose to walk out of the library with everyone and go to the wild under the spring sunshine.

As usual, witches are responsible for collecting wild vegetables, wild fruits, mushrooms, water and other food, while wizards are responsible for lighting fires, burying stoves, building sheds and hunting.

Of course, the objects that these young wizards hunt today are not the usual dangerous magical creatures, but wild animals such as small rabbits, giant gophers, and wild birds. The tools they used for hunting were no longer Dharma books and talisman guns, but were replaced by ropes, wooden sticks and shovels.

The rope is used to set the trap, and the shovel is used to dig the trap.

This novel hunting method unexpectedly gained the favor of many wizards. Most of the boys, including Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin, chose to go hunting. So Downton finally arranged for Zheng Qing, Xiao Xiao and others, who were relatively thin and not very interested, to be responsible for setting up the stove and lighting the fire.

In this regard, Zheng Qing has no problem.

He came to this outing mainly to spend more time with Elena. As long as the two of them are not too far apart, Zheng Qing can do all the work of burying the stove and lighting the fire.

"Are you sure you want me to collect firewood?" Xiao Xiao held the notebook, glanced at Zheng Qing, and coughed lightly: "I just saw Elena going to the Soul-Returning Poplar Forest to collect mushrooms..."

"Come on, come on, the fire has been burned. Come and see the fire." Zheng Qing heard this and jumped up without saying a word. He raised his hand and put the stick holding the fire into Xiao Xiao's hand, and at the same time ate his previous meal in one bite. What he said: "I'm going to collect firewood. You stay here and don't move around... You have little experience, so the firewood you collect will not burn well."

Xiao Xiao sneered twice without any excuse.

There was no embarrassment on Zheng Qing's face. Instead, he naturally rubbed the black ash on his hand on the corner of Xiao Xiao's robe, completely ignoring the blue veins popping up on Xiao Xiao's forehead.

Chasing the disappearing figure of the witch, Zheng Qing jumped into the soul-returning poplar forest.

But to his disappointment, Elena's red robe had disappeared into the depths of the woods, which were overgrown with trees and shrubs. As far as the eye can see, one can only see the soul-returning poplars of different heights and thicknesses, and the sound of the wind in the ears.

The young wizard sighed deeply and turned his attention to his task.

Collecting firewood, as the name suggests, means picking up branches and wood on the ground that can make a fire.

Soon, Zheng Qing discovered that this was not a simple matter - the twigs and tree branches that fell on the ground in the forest were probably picked up by the nesting animals. There was a layer of dead leaves on the ground, but Everyone knows that this kind of leaves cannot be burned, and underneath the shallow dead leaves is a thick layer of humus. Not to mention that it is moist and difficult to burn. The poisonous insects hidden in the humus layer alone scare away the young wizard.

Zheng Qing's only choice was to pull some dry branches from the trees in the forest.

This is a very troublesome job.

The thin branches were not burned, but the thick branches were too thick for him to pull; the tall branches were beyond his reach, so he tried to pull two branches off the low trees, but found that the bark was still green. There is no doubt that if this kind of green-skinned branch is thrown into the fire, it will only burn out a cloud of smoke. It is impossible to say that Zheng Qing will be beaten up by the choking male and female wizards.

Thinking of this, the public-funded student couldn't help but shudder, shook his head, and expelled those terrible scenes from his mind.

In front of me is a thin small tree, which seems to be just the right size for a fire. The only problem is that its bark is still a little green, and its roots are a bit strong in gripping the ground. It's not easy to pull it out and take it away.

Then he looked around.

The woods were quiet and there was no one around.

The wizard's hand silently reached into the gray cloth bag at his waist, took out his book of magic, and planned to use some drying and cutting magic on the small tree in front of him.

Although it is the Forbidden Demon Day, as long as no one sees it, it shouldn't matter, Zheng Qing thought to himself.

"Hey, this is not okay!"

A sudden unfamiliar voice sounded on the top of Zheng Qing's head, startling him. He subconsciously stuffed the Dharma book he pulled out back, and instead grasped the Colt Silver Python in his hand.