Monster Hunting High School

The black-robed wizard who knew Zheng Qing took two steps forward, walked to the wizard, lowered his head, and looked at the young public student carefully.

It was Assistant Coach Hilda. Zheng Qing felt much relieved when he saw the shiny copper nails and rings on his face.

"Old Yao should put you in a corset and put you in a black prison." The teaching assistant muttered, grabbing the wizard's shoulders and helping him pull him up: "Instead of letting a bomb run around... you will have a semester. I’ve gotten into more trouble than I’ve ever done in my life!”

Zheng Qing always felt that Hilda's complaint seemed to contain too much envy.

"I don't want to either." The boy replied dryly.

Several other school staff and teaching assistants spread out in all directions, alert and detecting possible clues around them. An old school worker wearing a gray robe walked up to Hilda, took a deep look at Zheng Qing, and raised his finger.

Li Meng floated softly into the air and stopped in front of several wizards. Zheng Qing noticed that there was a piece of dead grass hanging on her temple. It must be a fish that was caught when clearing the grass.

The old school worker put his fingers on Li Meng's wrist. After a few seconds, he nodded: "There is no danger."

Zheng Qing seemed to hear a sigh of relief around him. Of course, this might just be his illusion, because the expression on the old school janitor's face didn't change much from beginning to end.

"Old rules, fill out a fact sheet." Hilda skillfully took out a noteboard from her waist, then put a quill pen into Zheng Qing's hand: "Just write down what you just said... …Finally, I have to sign.”

"I know." Zheng Qing muttered silently, taking the noteboard and quill.

"Huh?" The old school worker who was checking Li Meng's body suddenly said suspiciously, and took out his Dharma book from his waist, a hard bamboo slip. Under the moonlight, the bamboo slips exude a green color. I don't know whether it is the reflection of the pulp or the brilliance of the spell carried by the book itself.

"What's going on?" Hilda's voice was obviously tense.

"No, no, it's okay." The old wizard immediately shook his head: "It's just that her situation is a bit special. There are no traces of magic spell damage on her body... It seems like she just fell asleep?"

Zheng Qing, who was kneeling in the mud writing an examination, let out a short, harsh laugh from his throat, like a baboon that had been fooled. He felt that he was the most unlucky person in the whole thing.

Therefore, people should have self-awareness, and can do less of one thing and never have more of one thing.

The wizards surrounding Li Meng didn't pay attention to the complicated mentality of a wizard who was lying on the ground writing a check. The old wizard responsible for examining Li Meng's body opened his bamboo slips and recited softly:

"See Zhao Kao first and enjoy it with filial piety;"

"Sui Yiduo is blessed, and I will always keep it safe!"

"Receive blessings from heaven and protect your life!"

"Eight luan 鸧鸧 (qiāng), the emperor's corpse is carried!"

The first three spells are all blessing magic. Under normal circumstances, even a wizard who is bleeding profusely and dying can persist until a more professional therapist arrives with the help of these spells, not to mention a wizard who is just suspected of being 'asleep' little witch.

The fourth spell is a very simple wake-up spell, often used by students when they get up in the morning.

Sure enough, as soon as the light of the fourth spell fell on Li Meng, the little witch rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"What time is it?" She yawned, stretched, and reached out to grab the air beside her a few times, as if trying to catch a non-existent stuffed bear, while muttering: "Let me go again Get some sleep..."

Several wizards looked at her with dumbfounded eyes.

Zheng Qing also climbed up from the mud.

"Eight forty-six in the evening," the wizard answered immediately, and asked at the same time: "Do you remember what happened before?"

He originally stretched out a finger to poke the confused little witch, but finally gave up on this dangerous move under Hilda's warning eyes. But before he could retract his fingers, the little witch grabbed it in her hand.

"Where is this?" Li Meng seemed to have noticed the strange environment and strange figures around him at this time. Looking around, he found that he only knew Zheng Qing and Hilda. After being stunned for a moment, he whispered: "What happened? "

Zheng Qing wanted to take back his finger, but looking at Li Meng's uneasy expression, he finally gave up.

"Why did you faint in the woods? Who asked you to come here? What did you see before you fainted?" Zheng Qing threw a series of questions at the little witch, making her expression even more confused.

The other wizards in gray robes and black robes nearby remained silent at this moment, allowing the two young wizards to communicate with each other. Because it seems that the little witch obviously trusts Zheng Qing more, which can be seen from the fact that she keeps holding Zheng Qing's finger.

"Fainted? In the woods?" Li Meng looked around blankly, and the doubts in his tone were no less doubtful than Zheng Qing's: "Did I faint again? I remember that I was just writing the homework for the spell class... what Lao Yao assigned today There are so many homeworks that I almost fell asleep while writing them. Why don’t I remember when I came to the forest?”

"Do you often faint?" the old school worker who had been checking the little witch's body asked in a deep voice. He noticed that Li Meng had just used the word 'again'.

This time it was Zheng Qing who answered the question for Li Meng.

"She hasn't fainted much recently, but she often fainted at the beginning of last semester." Zheng Qing counted on his fingers: "I can remember that she fainted once in Lao Yao's class, and in I fainted once in Wandering Bar and once in Baicao Garden...but the situation was not serious and I woke up quickly."

Assistant teacher Hilda leaned into the old wizard's ear at the right time and whispered a few words. Zheng Qing vaguely heard the word "spiritual wizard".

Other gray-robed wizards and black-robed wizards who checked the surrounding environment also came back one after another to report relevant investigation results to Hilda and the old school staff. For a time, this small open space seemed much more crowded and noisy.

The old school worker did not waste too much time. With a wave of his hand, he handed over all the tasks of compiling the subsequent reports to Hilda: "You are responsible for the rest of the compilation work. I will send this little guy to the school hospital first and help her do it." A security check...do you know her relatives at school?"

The last two questions he asked were Zheng Qing.

The young public-funded student immediately nodded hurriedly: "Cousin Li Meng is also in Jiuyou College. She is in the same class as us, Astronomy Class 08-1, and the counselor is Professor Yao."

Li Meng's little hand holding Zheng Qing's finger tightened immediately, with a nervous expression on his face. Obviously, Jiang Yu has the greatest deterrent effect on her under any circumstances.

The old school worker nodded slightly: "I will inform Lao Yao about this... If it is convenient, you can also inform her cousin. Let her go directly to the school hospital."

As he spoke, he gently shook the bamboo slips in his hand.

The little witch, who had been floating in mid-air, floated forward slowly as the bamboo slips swayed.

Li Meng finally let go of Zheng Qing's fingers, fell down in the air with a sad face, returned to face down, limbs spread out, and let the old wizard lead her to the school hospital.

Zheng Qing made a helpless gesture at her back.