Monster Hunting High School

"In order to stop the unannounced guests, the farmer took the time to chop bamboo and thorns and re-tighten the fence. But he ignored one thing - the fence is dead, but the claws and teeth are alive."

"It doesn't take long each time before the fence becomes riddled with holes again."

"In this way, the farmer built the fence more and more densely, and spent more and more time in the garden every day. Until one day, he once again drove away a grass sperm that got into the garden through the gap in the fence, and looked at the The thin guy ran away in panic with a handful of berries, but was indifferent to the basket of mushrooms in his basket. The farmer suddenly stood up straight. "

"He finally remembered that he was a farmer, not a gardener."

"The next year, he bulldozed the flowers and plants in the garden and planted mushrooms instead... So there were no bees, no flower sperm and grass sperm in the garden, and naturally there were no rabbits, rats, or wild boars. That's it. , the farmer's small garden regained peace...it is said that he later removed the fence."

"The beasts in the forest will occasionally pass by his little garden, but they will only leave a casual glance or pee next to the garden. Nothing will ruin his little garden anymore."

The story comes to an end here.

Elder Atal raised the wine glass in his hand, took a sip with satisfaction, and sighed contentedly: "Every idea is like a blank drawing paper at the beginning, anyone can paint it... Until the idea turned into a plan and the plan became reality, our ideas also had more rules.”

Zheng Qing stared blankly at the wine glass in the old man's hand.

He initially thought he understood the meaning of Old Man Atal's story, but now, he suddenly felt a little unsure of his thoughts.

Is the garden really a dreamland? Are you, or the other unannounced guests, really the flower sperm, grass sperm, or even wild boar that jumped into the garden? So who is the farmer? Where are the remains of the fence?

Xiao Xiao seemed to be in a similar confusion, frowning, staring blankly at the patterns on the carpet without saying a word. It seems that the smarter the mind, the easier it is to sink deeper into the quagmire of thinking.

Fortunately, the hunting team also has a hunter who is not good at thinking.

After the old man finished telling his story and the surroundings were quiet for a while, Zhang Jixin finally couldn't restrain the anxiety in his heart and shouted: "So, how do we go on the path you showed us?"

This shout woke up the 'smart man' who was immersed in the quagmire of thinking, and also interrupted the old man who was raising the wine glass to his mouth and preparing to take a few sips.

Elder Atal raised his right index finger and pointed upward.

The young wizards and banshees all raised their heads and looked up - above their heads was the magnificent dome of the temple, which was covered with exquisite sculptures and gorgeous murals. There were wandering lights and shadows floating between the roof beams, and large blocks of The transparent glass is embedded in the skylight. Through the transparency, you can vaguely see the bright stars in the depths of the sky.

"Asking for help from those great beings in the depths of the starry sky?" This was the first thought that came to Zheng Qing's mind, but it was immediately shot down by him: "No, it shouldn't be. We have already stood before Bastet's gods. In the temple... He can't possibly guide us to seek help from other gods of the past, that would be too shameless."

Gods value 'face' more than mortals. After all, with their life forms, there are very few things worth caring about. In other words, as a 'conceptual' existence, gods pay more attention to certain 'pan-consciousness' concepts than the mortal world.

"Is it the Star Road?" Zheng Qing searched for some vague knowledge in his mind and guessed: "I remember it was mentioned in Magical Cosmology that the universe is like a thin film, and different worlds are like this The raised bubbles on the film...the starry sky is the reflection of the bubbles."

Following the star path to find your way home is the most reliable but also the least feasible option.

So much so that Zheng Qing had never considered this possibility before.

There are too many uncontrollable factors such as the long journey and time, routes deep in the starry sky, landmarks in different worlds, spaceships, navigators, and the risks of crossing world membranes, etc.

Like the farmer's little garden.

Zheng Qing and others got into the garden along the gap in the fence. To take the astral route, they rang the doorbell at the front door of the house, sent greetings to the owner of the house, and then chose a sunny and sunny morning to take them with them. Only after the gift comes to the door and the owner's permission can you enter the back garden.

The problem is that the young wizards who have forgiven the crime are already staying in the back garden. If they greet the owner of the house and want to go out through the front door at this time, it will be like a stranger suddenly appearing in the house. They can easily be knocked unconscious by the owner with a baseball bat. .

Elder Atal glanced at Zheng Qing in surprise.

"Of course not," the old man shook the wine glass in his hand, and the small amount of wine hit the wall of the glass, making a popping sound: "In your words, I am just a great wizard...I don't have the ability to lead you to legend. A path to the stars that only wizards can tread.”

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief with slight disappointment.

To be honest, he was very interested in becoming a star. But now the environment does not allow it, and there is not enough time. Zhu Si's condition is getting worse every moment, and he needs to send her back to school as soon as possible.

"What are those murals about?" Compared with Zheng Qing, Fatty Xin's attention seemed narrower. It was as if he noticed the exquisite chapters above his head for the first time. He raised his neck and opened his mouth wide, looking at it in ecstasy.

"The process of Usa City's conversion to Bastet," Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses - as a short-sighted person, he could see more clearly than Fatty Xin. This is also a very magical thing - and described it in a calm voice. Said: "A wandering caravan came to the city of Uzzah. A child's cat in the caravan was injured by a farmer, and then he prayed to His Highness Bastet... The farmer was eaten by Uzza's cat... Finally, the Uzzah Council passed the famous decree."

This is a story familiar to everyone in Uzzah.

It's just that compared to the stories passed down orally, the contents painted in the mural above are more detailed and gorgeous. For the first time, the young wizards knew that the child who lost the cat had black hair and black eyes and was very handsome.

"Do you want us to convert to His Highness Bastet?" Jiang Yu frowned slightly, the cat ears in her hair stood up alertly, and turned around: "We are students from the Jiuyou College of the First University... We believe in knowledge.”

"Breachers are full of blasphemous words." Great Elder Atal took a few breaths and shook his head: "In the hall of the gods, no one will come into contact with those unclean thoughts."