Monster Hunting High School

Sin Banner Schmidt-Bayer had a nightmare.

The weather in the dream was gloomy, with light rain falling in the sky, and there was an endless muddy road under my feet.

In the dream, he turned into a blue giant. His upper body was naked, and his lower body was only tied with a dirty rag. He didn't wear shoes. His bare feet could clearly feel the slippery mud flowing, deforming and emitting under the action of gravity. Groan of pain.

"Pah, pah!"

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The sounds of heavy breathing and footsteps were mixed together.

He turned his face sideways and was surprised to find a familiar figure.

"Red face? What are you doing?" Xin exclaimed, looking around: "Where are we now!"

The gray-white mist twisted and flowed silently around the two people, blocking his sight.

Zhang Jixin lowered his head and leaned forward hard. A dark rope was tied to his spine and extended into the hazy mist behind him.

"Stretching." The red-faced boy replied weakly, raised his head, his eyes were dull: "Don't you know what you are doing?"

This sturdy boy was extremely haggard, and his originally bright red face seemed to have been quenched by ice water and turned gray.

Xin lowered his head in horror, only to realize that there was a worn rope hanging on his shoulder.

"Why should I stretch my body?" he yelled, tugging hard on the rope on his shoulders, trying to get rid of the restraints.

However, a biting pain came from the depths of his soul, making him cry out uncontrollably.

"Pay off the debt!" Zhang Jixin's tone finally had a trace of vitality. He glared at Fatty Xin angrily and roared: "If you hadn't made a bet with me, how could I have signed that kind of contract of selling myself! If my eldest brother found out, It will definitely break my legs!"

The cold rain fell on Fatty Xin's head, flowed along his hair, and gathered into drops at the tips of his hair.

The heavy raindrops hit his shoulders and rolled down his naked body under the pull of gravity.

Xin Banner shuddered.

He vaguely recalled peach charms, flying centipedes, and a piece of parchment flashing in the firelight.

"No!" he exclaimed, shaking his head vigorously: "This must be a nightmare!"

"My two horses, work harder!" An excited voice sounded not far behind them, along with the crisp sound of whips.

"Pah! Pah!"

Xin looked back in horror.

The mist parted in time, revealing a small boat with two people standing on the bow.

One is Zheng Qing, wearing a bright red cloak, leather boots, and dragon skin gloves. There is a cunningly smiling fox lying on his shoulder, waving a whirring whip in his hand.

He held a large oil-paper umbrella above his head to shield the ship from the swaying wind and rain.

The short man standing next to Zheng Qing is Xiao Xiao. He has his head lowered, holding a notebook, and the brush in his hand is flying.

As if aware of the gaze in front of him, Xiao Xiao raised his head, pushed up his glasses, and a light flashed on the lenses.

"There are still three hundred and sixty-four days." The cold voice sounded clearly in the ears of the two slaves even though they were far apart: "If you don't work hard in this year, even if you are beaten to death by your boss, the Supreme Court will People have nothing to say.”

"Crack!" The sound of the whip cutting through the air sounded again.

The two strong men lowered their heads and began to pull the rope desperately.

"You can be lazy," arrogant laughter sounded from behind the two of them: "If I can't beat you to death, I lose!"

"You lose!"

"I lose!"

"lose!"

"lose!"

A voice like a curse echoed endlessly in Xin Banner's ears.

"Devil." He muttered, his feet slipped, and he fell heavily.

The feeling of weightlessness and the bubbling mud rushed towards me.

Fatty Xin's vision went dark and he woke up from his dream.

"Only a demon can do such a cruel thing!" Duan Xiaojian's affirmative voice echoed in the spacious classroom.

"That's right, the demon." Xin Banner was depressed for a while before he recovered from the nightmare and began to adapt to the somewhat dazzling light in the classroom. .

He had never found the Charms classroom so lovely.

"Right!" Duan Xiaojian's tone became even more proud after being recognized by others, and his hunchback straightened slightly. He patted Fatty Xin on the shoulder and asked excitedly: "You have many monsters in Europa. Xin, what do you think this cruel monster could be? Could it be Horus!"

"Zheng Qing." Fatty Xin rubbed his eyes, vaguely saw a figure in front of him, and muttered: "Satan."

"What?" Zheng Qing picked his ears and felt that he didn't hear clearly.

Several classmates around him also showed surprised looks.

"I'm going to cut off my relationship with you!" Fatty Xin quickly woke up, with an expression of grief and anger on his face: "How can you take advantage of others' danger!"

Zheng Qing blinked, looking confused.

"I think he is talking about the contract." Xiao Xiao's low laughter came from behind.

Zheng Qing suddenly realized.

"No, no, no, no," he said with a smile: "We all bought our clothes with money, and we are all brothers. It's not worth cutting up for this matter. It's not worth it."

Fatty Xin tried his best to show an angry expression, but with little success.

His expression looked more like a sad face.

"Don't you want to be a man who breaks the sky? There is also a man who wants to break the shackles." Xiao Xiao's cold and faint voice came from behind.

Fatty Xin turned around and saw Xiao Xiao looking up from his notebook and adjusting his glasses.

He couldn't help but shudder.

"That's right," Zheng Qing seemed to remember something and tried to recall: "Also, my blood is already boiling, and I want to do it for..."

"You have to work hard for your employer!" Zhang Jixin's red face turned black. He quickly wiped the clean stool with the corner of his robe, helped Zheng Qing sit down, and looked at Fatty Xin righteously: "It's a man, A word of spit and a nail, what you say is what you say!”

"That's right!" Fatty Xin's face turned green and white, his plump lips trembled, and he said with a mournful face: "Once a word is spoken, it's hard to chase it back."

Others around him saw it inexplicably.

"Old Yao is here again! Old Yao is here again!"

The bald boy behind the door screamed.

The originally chaotic classroom quickly became quiet.

With a yellow face, black robe, and sparse shiny hair, Professor Yao strode into the classroom, stood on the podium, and coughed lightly.

There was silence in the classroom, everyone was sitting upright in their seats.

The professor nodded with satisfaction.

Zheng Qing noticed that the pipe he always kept in hand was stuffed in his breast pocket, and instead he grabbed a newspaper in his hand.

"Let me tell you a few things." He went straight to the point and said in a serious tone: "The first one is about yesterday's incident at the Wandering Bar. I have already heard about it. Several classmates handled it well."

His dark eyes fell on Zheng Qing: "Let us applaud classmate Zheng Qing."

There was warm applause in the classroom.

Fatty Xin also clapped his hands weakly.

"Because it is not an incident on campus, the school will not directly reward him." The professor raised his hand and pressed it slightly to signal everyone to be quiet: "But as a counselor, I will reward him with five credits. Everyone Any objections?"

Zheng Qing looked at the podium in surprise, and Lao Yao nodded to him encouragingly.

There was an endless stream of envious congratulations from the surrounding students.

"In addition." Professor Yao interrupted the noisy atmosphere in the classroom and raised his voice: "There has been some unrest inside and outside the school recently. I guess you all feel it."

As he spoke, he waved a newspaper he was holding in his hand, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "There are all kinds of rumors about a big monster breaking into the school's special plane, a riot in a black prison, and all sorts of random rumors."

"Especially last night, there was a horrific second-degree murder at the school, and there were rumors that a Horus had entered the school."

The classroom fell completely silent, everyone shut their mouths and looked nervously at the podium.

"I don't want to hear these rumors in the school."

As Lao Yao spoke, he glanced slightly around the classroom and emphasized, "I don't want to hear it at all!"

Whether it was an illusion or not, Zheng Qing felt that those eyes seemed to pause for a moment in the boys' circle.

"If you don't know, don't make random guesses! If you know any clues, report them to the school. No one will deduct your reward." Old Yao slammed the newspaper in his hand on the desk: "You are all freshmen who have just entered the school. Here, I just emphasize one point.”

Do you have to love animals? Not allowed to discuss the details of the murder privately? Or, take good care of your little pets?

Various thoughts were rolling through Zheng Qing's mind rapidly.

Professor Yao glanced around the classroom with a serious expression:

"Don't be so self-righteous!"

"You don't even have a complete spell recorded in your Dharma book."

"Don't act like a hero and attack the murderer."

"If you have any clues, tell the seniors as soon as possible."

"Senior seniors, school janitors, teaching assistants, professors, and even your dormitory manager Lao Ni can also do it."

"Only a little."

"Be sure not to make your own decisions and take risks without permission."

"To be able to do such a crazy thing in the core area of ​​First University, a wizarding university, whether the murderer is a demon or some ferocious insect or beast, it is not something that young people like you can handle."

"Any unauthorized action will result in expulsion from school!"

There was an uproar in the classroom.

Several boys around him hit their heads on the table in frustration.

Their ambitious hunting plan was over before it even started.