Monster Hunting High School

"Could it be your imagination?"

"possible."

"I think so. This is the museum of First University. There are two door gods standing outside. How could someone sneak in?"

"Shouldn't we just come in?"

Although the young wizards were still talking in low voices, their eyes were always staring at the darkest corners of the exhibition hall. They did not relax for a moment, and the Dharma books in their hands were always in a state of excitement, ready to throw out a string at any time. Ready mantra.

Xiao Xiao held the crystal ball in both hands and divined for a long time, but got nothing.

"Perhaps the squad leader really heard something," he finally expressed some cautious optimism: "It is said that there are several ghosts resident in the museum exhibition hall, which belong to the earth-bound spirits. The noise just now may be caused by them."

This explanation is not perfect, but it is enough to reassure people.

The false alarm was unwelcome, but it finally made everyone reinvigorated and alert to tonight's adventure.

Continuing to move along the exhibition hall, the group quickly entered the darkness that they had seen before. It's just that when you are in the darkness in the distance, you are often familiar with the surrounding light and feel that it is not much different from before.

Similar emptiness and quiet.

The exhibits in the glass cabinets lie silently on velvet cushions as they have for decades, even centuries, or millennia, receiving either serious or perfunctory looks from passers-by.

Beyond the darkness, there is a high threshold covered with complicated runes. Behind the threshold is another exhibition hall.

There are far fewer glass cabinets in this exhibition hall. As far as the eye can see, what can be seen are more guardrail-shaped booths surrounded by red hemp ropes as thick as forearms. On the booths, racks of magical creatures are displayed. Skeletons.

What ranked first among all the remains were not the dragons and phoenixes that Zheng Qing imagined, or the most famous magical creatures in myths and legends such as snakes, tortoises, and unicorns.

Rather, it is the skeleton of an ape-like creature.

Zheng Qing approached the exhibition stand and looked down at the brass inscription hanging on the pillar in front of the stage: There is a beast in the Swaggering Mountain. It looks like a bamboo with white ears. It hides on pedestrians. Its name is 狌狌, which eats it. Good walking.

The commentary is very brief. It does not list the kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species of this creature one by one like in the Wizard's Encyclopedia. It also does not record its magical abilities or legends, nor does it tell anyone about it. Why visitors rank it number one among all magical creatures.

Some of them just made notes on the edible effects of this creature, like experienced gourmets.

This is the most straightforward and cruel reality of nature. The young public-funded student sighed in his heart and looked up at the remains of the rooster on the exhibition stand.

It stood in a piece of green grass that looked like leeks, leaning on a beech tree, hunched over, looking at the exit of the exhibition hall.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qing always felt that the head of this unicorn seemed to be tilted towards him.

"Hurry up and don't fall behind!"

Xiao Xiao lowered her voice and waved to him: "If you are really interested, you can wait until the final exam is over and come here to visit for a whole day!"

"Come on, come on," Zheng Qing smiled apologetically and trotted to keep up with the hunting team. At the same time, he explained in a low voice: "This is none of my business... You know, cats are very curious. ”

"Hmm?" Jiang Yu, who was walking in front of him, looked back to express her doubts about the wizard's explanation.

Zheng Qing had an awkward smile on his face.

Before his embarrassment faded away, the witch suddenly stopped. The young public-sponsored student accidentally bumped into the witch hard, causing both of them to stagger at the same time.

The wizard stood firm, gave the witch a hand, and then looked forward, wondering what happened.

The front of the line.

Zhang Jixin's feet were uneven, his fists moved forward and backward, slightly clasped in front of his chest, and he was already ready for battle. Banner slightly shifted his body position, a blue light appeared on his face, and his figure slowly grew in size.

Zheng Qing's eyes crossed the gap between the two hunters, one main and one auxiliary, and saw the obstacle blocking the front of the team.

It's a chicken.

To be precise, it was the skeleton of a magical creature that looked like a golden pheasant. It was taking small square steps and walking calmly from the left side of the exhibition hall to the right side of the exhibition hall. Because of the slow pace and the long tailbone trailing behind them, the hunting team's path forward was blocked.

"What is this?" the wizard asked with straight eyes.

Jiang Yu stretched out her hand and pointed to the side without making a sound.

Zheng Qing looked in the direction of her finger. There was an empty exhibition stand there. The red hemp rope around the stand had fallen to the ground at some point, like a dead snake.

He guessed the identity of the chicken skeleton with his toes.

"Are the exhibits alive?" The young public-funded student thought this was a bit funny.

The chicken seemed to hear the wizard's muttering, and Fang, who was pacing, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and glanced at him with his head tilted.

Empty sights were mixed in among the white skeletons, and the whole exhibition hall seemed to be a little colder.

Kaka.

The upper and lower jaws of the chicken skeleton collided with each other, making a clicking sound, as if they were talking. However, the people present did not understand the skeleton language, so it was naturally difficult to talk to them.

The chicken rack clicked for a long time, and seeing that everyone was still silent and cautious, they finally shook their heads boredly, continued to walk forward in small steps, and soon disappeared into the shadows on the other side of the exhibition hall.

Several young wizards breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

The team began to move on.

"Do you know these exhibits are alive?" Zheng Qing squeezed next to Xiao Xiao and asked in a low voice. He noticed that several other members of the hunting party also perked up their ears.

"I've heard about it." The doctor was vague about this, looking around with wandering eyes: "... When we were helping before, the seniors from the museum told us that there would be some exhibits that had been detained for a long time in the exhibition hall at night, so we could relax. do not mind."

"Are they undead?"

"Theoretically, there are no living souls in the museum's exhibits. Even the ghost exhibition area displays ghosts whose consciousness has completely dissipated..."

Zheng Qing didn't know how the so-called ghost with completely dissipated consciousness existed in the world. In his concept, ghost was originally the existence of condensed consciousness.

While talking, the team passed an empty booth.

The original specimens on the exhibition stand had wandered to nowhere, leaving only a lush aralia tree, extending its branches beyond the red hemp rope, swaying slightly in the dark exhibition hall, as if greeting the guests.

In return, Zheng Qing touched the branch.

"Hiss," he gasped, interrupting the doctor's words. After seeing the concerned eyes of his companions, the wizard waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, keep walking... It's just that my hand was pricked by a thorn. "

He forgot that the aralia tree has thorns on its body.