Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing stood in front of the door of Sanyou Bookstore, looking confused.

Zheng Qing began practicing calligraphy with his husband at the age of eight. Zheng Qing spent his childhood, youth, and youth in Sanyou Bookstore. Ten years can make people forget many things, and it can also make people remember many things.

For example, the name of the bookstore, the layout of the bookstore, and the smell of the bookstore.

The Sanyou Bookstore in front of me is exactly the same as the store opened by my husband from the name to the layout, only the taste is slightly different.

Because this bookstore is closed, it has an air of desolation.

The entrance to the study room was closed, and a thick layer of dust fell under the eaves and on the windows. Judging from the situation, no one had been here for a long time.

Zheng Qing stepped forward and looked into the study room through the dim glass. It was pitch black.

There are one or two faint green light spots.

He wasn't sure if he was dazzled.

"Textbooks must be bought at Sanwei Bookstore." Thomas shouted not far away: "Over here!"

Zheng Qing patted the dust on his hands and left the window sill.

In the house, a yellow tabby blinked, sneezed, and blew dust all over the floor.

Across the stationery store, the two bookstores are in completely opposite situations.

There are many customers in Sanwei Bookstore, and most of them are young people.

According to Thomas, this store, like Yun Xiangyi, is a cooperative merchant of First University. Many of the school's purchasing requirements are in accordance with their standards.

"First University, a required textbook for freshmen. Publicly funded students." Thomas said to the clerk behind the counter succinctly.

"Wait a moment." The clerk showed a professional smile, wrote a few words, crumpled the paper, and threw it away.

The paper ball floated into the air, turned into a flying crane, and flew gracefully along the aisle to the back of the store.

"Why is the bookstore next to it closed?" Zheng Qing looked at the paper crane with envy and asked casually: "The names of these two bookstores are so similar, do they have the same owner?"

His intuition told him that the closed Sanyou Bookstore next to him was the Sanyou Bookstore opened by his husband.

But why the husband left here and lived in seclusion in his ordinary community is highly debatable.

Conspiracies, love, hate, revenge and other plots in countless martial arts stories swirled in Zheng Qing's mind.

He could only be cautious and make insinuations, lest he cause trouble to his husband.

The clerk of Sanwei Bookstore's stiff smile did not change at all. He looked straight ahead and did not react at all to Zheng Qing's question.

Thomas glanced at him and replied slowly: "It's just that the boss has something to do. There are so many closed shops in the mall. If you have time to care about this, why not worry about what else is on the list that you haven't bought. I have to catch up with thousands of things at night. Li Lu, fill out a report."

Zheng Qing felt that his gaze was profound, and he quickly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ask.

"Please put your things away." The paper crane flew back to the counter with a cardboard box. The clerk smiled mechanically, opened the wooden box, and pushed it in front of Thomas.

"Hmm." Thomas glanced at it and pulled Zheng Qing to the box: "Check the list."

Zheng Qing took out the list full of books and started counting them one by one.

"Yao Xiaomi's standard spells, Emma's astronomy, Zhang-Sima's basic talismans, Li Qihuang's potion, Yi Jiazi's divination, big history, Karl's magic philosophy... What is this?" At the end of the count, Zheng Qing raised his hand A book with a very simple binding asked: "This book is not in the book list. Is it wrong?"

"This is the admission guide given to you by the school. Every year, freshmen get lost in school or accidentally injure the kappa in Linjong Lake. So the old students of the student union compiled this book to help you avoid wandering in school. A little detour." Thomas sighed: "Although the book is poorly bound, the contents are worth taking a look at."

Zheng Qing nodded and stuffed the book "Into the First University" into the cardboard box.

"Give the book list to the clerk." Thomas ordered.

Zheng Qing handed the green book list to the clerk with a stiff face.

The clerk raised the piece of paper to his eyes, his eyes widened, and his eyes bulged out, shooting out two golden rays, and scanned the book list several times.

When the book list returned to his hand, Zheng Qing found that the series of books on it had disappeared. The names that disappeared are staying safely in the boxes next to him.

"You don't have space equipment?" Thomas looked at Zheng Qing curiously as he prepared to carry the box and couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, you said that, I have it." Zheng Qing couldn't help but look around, his face slightly red: "My husband didn't let me use this outside at will before."

As he spoke, he reached out from his arms and took out the palm-sized gray cloth bag embroidered with golden runes. He shook the mouth of the bag against several boxes stacked together.

Several boxes suddenly turned into a stream of light and got into the bag.

"Very beautiful pockets." The stiff-faced clerk suddenly praised from the side, startling Zheng Qing.

He always thought that these clerks would only handle mechanical problems in a programmed manner.

Before leaving the bookstore, Zheng Qing looked back at Sanyou Bookstore next to him.

The deserted courtyard looks so unique in the bustling Four Seasons Square.

He decided to go home and find his husband as soon as possible to ask questions.

Thomas frowned and walked slowly in front, seeming to be thinking about something.

The two fell into a strange quiet atmosphere for a while.

It wasn't until they passed several pet shops that the noise of the chirping little animals in the cages outside the shops broke the silence between them again.

A fine falcon stood on the eaves, looking down at all living beings proudly.

In the mud nest under the eaves, a few swallows looked around with their heads exposed; a few black bats took a nap hanging on the mortise and tenon racks nearby.

On the wall, two lizards stretched out their slender claws and sauntered around slowly, spitting out their bright red tongues from time to time to intimidate the buzzing flies.

In the open space in front of the store, three milk cats were holding down a fat mouse and beating it violently. A rabbit next to it was holding up its own carrot and looking at it with gusto.

"These little things are so interesting!" Zheng Qing looked at the poor big mouse with bared teeth and muttered.

"Yes!" Thomas came back to his senses, with a satisfied smile on his face: "The biggest difference between us wizards and Bai Ding is our awe and love for nature, and our good friendship with these nature partners. As a wizard "You may not like spells, but you won't dislike these little animals."

"Then can I buy one?" Zheng Qing was shocked when he heard this and quickly raised his head, with a trace of desire in his eyes.

"No." Thomas shook his head simply, "You are a publicly funded student in the school, and the scholarship is only enough for you to prepare study supplies. You have to find your own living expenses, let alone pets."