Monster Hunting High School

Hearing the word 'Shou Gui', Zheng Qing subconsciously looked at Xiao Xiao.

This was the second time he heard about this place today.

Seprano just said that Liu Feifei's cobra, which was suspected of being a faceless demon, disappeared into the Shougui mud pond on the east side of Linzhong Lake. And now, Professor Garcia also said that the longevity turtles there have seen traces of black sheep.

If there are too many coincidences, they are no longer coincidences.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing's idea of ​​leaving Wei City became more and more urgent.

But before leaving, he needed to find Jiang Yu and Poseidon - he didn't have the guts to leave Poseidon and go back to school alone. In that case, what Su Shijun cut off would not be his shadow.

After saying goodbye to Professor Garcia, Zheng Qing took a long circle around Wei City.

The traces of the witches were easily found.

They were standing at the door of a fish skin tent on the edge of the fair, looking inside. The little fox was lying in Jiang Yu's arms, playing with his tail boredly, while Kolma was in Jiang Yu's ear, whispering something with a naughty smile on her face.

Jiang Yu's cheeks were a little red and her eyes were bright.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Qing shouted from a distance.

His voice was very conspicuous in the quiet market, attracting a lot of attention around him. This pressure immediately made the wizard swallow back the rest of his words.

After Korma saw Zheng Qing, she sighed slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed across her face.

"What kind of place is this? Is it divination?" Zheng Qing walked in and saw a short fishbone wood sticking out from the side of the fish skin tent. On the wood was a small green flag with ink scrawled on it. The character 'Bu'.

"This is an ancient divination technique passed down by the fish-man tribe, a very old, very ancient psychic divination method." Korma explained: "It's just that the accuracy is not that good... The school probably only studies ancient divination rituals. The wizard knows a little bit."

Xiao Xiao's eyes brightened when he heard that it was related to divination.

"Do you want to divine something?" Zheng Qing asked curiously.

Jiang Yu's face that had calmed down once again turned red, and she spoke in a hurried tone: "Sheep, about goat milk... We, we want to ask what's going on with goat milk in school!"

Zheng Qing glanced at her suspiciously.

Colma curled her lips and said nothing. The little fox fell down laughing in Jiang Yu's arms, its tail twitching, as if it could stop laughing at any time. Jiang Yu pursed her lips, and skillfully kneaded her fingers behind the little fox's ears and neck, and soon Poseidon snored comfortably.

You are a fox, not a cat!

Zheng Qing cursed, and then asked: "Have you finished the divination?"

This time it was Colma who answered him.

"If the divination is over, we won't be standing at the door, right?" She folded her arms and stood lazily aside, seeming to have lost interest in what happened next.

"Since it hasn't started yet, let's go and have a look together." Xiao Xiao immediately responded, adjusting the black-rimmed glasses on his face: "I have always been interested in psychic divination... but because this kind of magic involves There are many uncertainties and mysterious pollution, and it is difficult to find fortune tellers outside who are familiar with the relevant rituals.”

Zheng Qing hesitated for a second and finally agreed.

It only lasts for a few dozen minutes anyway, so much time has been wasted in Wei City. Going out earlier or later will not have much impact. And he hasn't decided who to look for when he goes out - whether to go to Lin Guo first and tell the little wizard that there is a glimmer of hope about the black goat; or to go to the bookstore to find the yellow raccoon dog and ask it if there are any muddy ponds where it lives. Taboo; or go to Professor Yao and ask the school to investigate whether there is a demon hiding on the east bank of Linzhong Lake.

In short, there are pros and cons to either method.

Xiao Xiao took the lead in opening the curtain of the fish skin tent and walked in. Then Jiang Yu held Poseidon, and then Korma. Zheng Qing was the last one to go in.

As soon as he entered the tent, he couldn't help but cough violently.

The tent was filled with a thick smoke, as if someone was burning wet pine wood, or as if hundreds of big men were smoking dry cigarettes together. Blue-white smoke filled every corner of the tent, and no one could be seen clearly from a few meters away.

Violent coughs came one after another.

It lasted for tens of seconds, the coughing gradually stopped, and the smoke in the tent also dissipated a lot. Zheng Qing was finally able to see clearly the figures of his companions and the decorations in the tent - the wizard suspected that the dissipated smoke was caused by They sucked it into their stomachs. This made him feel a little bad.

"Welcome... hiss... welcome."

A harsh and hoarse voice sounded at the end of the tent, where a long stone table was placed, with a stooped old fishman sitting behind the table.

The old fish man was very old, and his huge eyes took up almost a quarter of his face. The white nebula and the blue-grey eyes together formed an aura of dying. The fins on its back were dry and sparse, and many of the scales on its hands had fallen off. When speaking, the fish tentacles at the corners of its mouth trembled slightly, as if the voice was slightly louder, and those fragile fish tentacles would detach from its lower jaw.

Even at First University, Zheng Qing had never seen such an old fish-man.

Compared with it, Professor Garcia is simply a strong fish-man boy!

This was a wandering fishman, and Zheng Qing confirmed this fact immediately. Not only because this old fish-man has a strange appearance and is full of the atmosphere from outside the island, but also because his dress is incompatible with the fish-men in Linzhong Lake.

For example, a rosary made of baby skulls, a human skin hat on the head, a cloak woven with unicorn hair and bluebird tail feathers - such magic items that contain a large number of prohibited items, the fishmen on Phuket Island They have been modified so long ago that they have forgotten how to use them.

Only the wandering fishmen from outside will preserve the traditions of these ancient fishmen.

Perhaps this also explains why this fish man uses ancient psychic divination.

Unlike Zheng Qing who paid attention to the old fish-man priest, Xiao Xiao looked at every decoration in the tent with fascination. His eyes slid over the huge antlers, dried bear skins, elephant skulls with tusks, and whips made of ox tails hanging on the surrounding walls. The quill in his hand was writing frantically on the black notebook. Holding everything.

A crisp and ethereal singing sound suddenly sounded.

Zheng Qing suddenly turned around and noticed that in addition to the old fish-man, there was also a row of little fish-men wearing animal skin robes sitting in the tent. They are the choir of the old priests.

It is different from the ferocious appearance and turbid aura of adult fishmen.

The young fish-man's aura is very clean, and his appearance is somewhat cute. Big eyes, translucent scales, clean and soft fins, and that crisp and sweet voice.

It reminds me of a sentence.

"One is flesh and blood made of water, and the other is turbid matter made of mud and nirvana."