Monster Hunting High School

While the black cat was squatting on the tree, watching the proxy war between mice and bugs with great interest, in the same forest, in another direction, the witch that the black cat originally tracked was standing in the ruins, waiting silently. What.

This is a ruin of a stone building. The broken stone archway vaguely looks like the 'Lingxing Gate'. There are also the remains of some wooden structures around, but they have become dilapidated under the wind and sun, as if they were touched. It will turn into fly ash.

Further away, there are dry pools, arch bridges, stone temples, and large expanses of lush pines and cypresses, standing silently deep in the ruins. The breath is deep and calm.

Kolma clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, stood upright, lowered his eyelids, looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose at his heart, as if he was in trance.

She did not cross the threshold of Lingxing Gate, but she had no intention of leaving.

Deep in the quiet ruins, there were always a few appraising eyes surrounding the witch. These glances were far from friendly, but there wasn't much malice either. At best, it's a bit curious and confusing.

The witch didn't wait long outside Lingxing Gate.

Soon, a high-pitched but old voice came to the witch's ears along with the sound of creaking wood: "...What I said is absolutely true. How could something as important as the school's winter hunt be related to us? What do these mice say? You are also an old man on the island, so you must not do things that make your relatives hate your enemies. "

The voice that answered it was slightly hoarse, but spoke much faster: "It's a disaster, it's a disaster. I later chatted with some old friends and found out that the prey originally prepared by the school for the winter hunt last year were gorillas. But those students were so smart that they turned into rats and wolves, which caused disaster to my subordinates. You know how well-behaved they are on weekdays, and they couldn't even bear to eat a fly... But during a winter hunt, they were killed by those cucumbers in the school. Danzi beat dozens of them to death!”

Although Kolma still stood quietly, she quietly raised her eyelids and took a peek.

The previous old voice was the Rat Immortal sitting on the sedan chair and moving slowly. His body was as fat as ever, and the rats carrying the sedan chair for him were as quiet as ever.

Then the hoarse voice belonged to a guy the size of a fist, and he looked like he was from the rat tribe.

The guy has ocher-colored skin, short and thick limbs, round ears and black eyes, and his body is as fat as a rat immortal. But unlike the Rat Immortal, it does not have a tail, nor does it sit in a sedan chair. It was squatting on the head of a ferret, its elbows supporting the ferret's round ears, looking absentminded.

While they were talking, the honor guard of the two rats had reached the threshold of Lingxing Gate and stopped.

The Rat Immortal leaned over slightly, looked at the hamster-like guy sitting on the ferret's head, patted the armrest, and comforted in a harmonious voice:

"You know, because of that matter, the adults in the school are very busy, so they leave the winter hunting to those young children. They have little experience, so some mistakes will inevitably occur."

"It's an unreasonable disaster, it's an unreasonable disaster." The fat hamster sighed and muttered. He looked up and saw the young witch standing quietly at the door. As if he had found a point to vent, he cursed a few words in a low voice: "It's true that every generation is worse than the last... He actually killed the orangutan. Confused with the rat wolf! These young people...are really inferior to each other!"

Kolma stood expressionless, like a stone pillar. But she had a clear mind. The conversation between the Rat Immortal and this strange hamster must have been about last year's winter hunt.

At that time, because the school professors and senior school administrators were busy with other important matters, the organization and arrangement of the winter hunt was left to the student union - Kolma was also responsible for the hunting part of the school.

But I heard that part of the winter hunting activities outside the school went awry, causing the entire winter hunting to end early. But I don’t know if that question and the two rats were talking about the same thing.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the hamster had already said goodbye to the Mouse Fairy, sat on the stoat's head, cursed in a low voice all the way, and disappeared into the depths of the silent forest.

The witch immediately calmed down and straightened her body slightly.

The Mouse Immortal did not leave immediately, but frowned and sat on the carriage, deep in thought. After a long time, it raised its head, as if it had just noticed the presence of the witch.

"Just here?" Its voice was as kind as ever, but its tone was slightly muddier than before: "Sit down, sit down, don't stand... You are so big now, you can't even see me standing up Your head is gone."

Without saying a word, Kolma sat cross-legged on the dirt floor, seemingly not worrying that her robe would be contaminated by the mud and debris on the ground. The beard at the corner of the Mouse Immortal's mouth trembled, as if he was smiling, but he made no sound.

"Still a bit high." It murmured, but did not continue to ask the witch to lie down. But along with its turbid breathing, its figure, which was originally a few inches tall, slowly grew larger. It expanded with each breath, and in the blink of an eye it grew to more than half a meter. It stopped when it was almost at eye level with the witch.

The light carriage under it also grew in size as its figure grew, but did not fall apart. On the contrary, the big rats in red vests carrying Qingqi around were crushed by the sudden change and fell into the mud. However, those well-trained red vests did not appear panicked because of this. Instead, they quickly adjusted their posture and stood obediently, without making a sound or immediately.

It can be seen that this is not the first time they have encountered this situation.

"That was an old friend just now. He stayed outside for a long time... Well, he hasn't been back for more than ten years, so you don't know him. He's a very powerful guy. You can get to know him later." The Rat Immortal briefly told the witch what happened just now. Looking at her, his tone was a little more loving: "You haven't been here for a long time either." "I haven't been here since I entered college." Korma's voice seemed very calm. "Yeah, that's it." The Rat Immortal turned his head and looked into the depths of the forest in the distance, with some memories in his eyes: "Thinking back then, you got lost and came here for the first time, you were scared and cried loudly... You always thought I was a black wizard who wanted to catch you and stew you into soup." The witch finally showed a trace of embarrassment on her face. "I was young and ignorant at that time." She lowered her voice and looked around guiltily. For a moment, she completely lost the momentum of the vice president of the student union or the big sister of the kinki hut. "Hey, you're talking like you're already a hundred or eighty years old." The Rat Immortal laughed and said, "In my eyes, you are the same as you were a dozen years ago, there is no difference... well, except that you are a little bigger."

Korma's mouth twitched, and his poker face suddenly collapsed:

"You are still not good at complimenting people, just like before."