Monster Hunting High School

"How long are you going to sleep!!!"

The golden civet's roar was accompanied by the breath accumulated in the chest, roaring out like a hurricane. The doors and windows of the bookstore banged, and several silverfish that had just crawled out of the book to feed were also torn apart by the tail of the hurricane. Gotta smash.

However, when this hurricane was less than five meters away from the tabby cat, it turned into a breeze, curling up neatly and brushing over the red clay teapot on the small stove, blowing away the wisp of mist that had just emerged from the spout of the teapot.

Next to the stove, Mr. Wu, who was taking a nap, was awakened by the roar of the tabby cat. He opened his eyes in a daze: "What? Is the tea ready? Let it cook for a little longer... No hurry, no rush."

"Tea! Tea! Tea!!"

"Is it time to care about the teapot now?!" The cat stood up angrily, with its tail straight behind it, as if it was holding a spear, poking around in the air randomly: "There is a big hole in the dragnet! The island in the middle of the lake That little tower also exploded! Don’t you care at all?”

Mr. Wu squinted his eyes again, pursed his lips, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, twisted his butt comfortably on the soft sofa, and murmured, as if talking in his sleep:

"If it explodes, it will explode... It's not like it hasn't exploded before. If it explodes, it will be rebuilt... Anyway, the school bought insurance and paid so much money every year... As the saying goes... it's not broken... yawn... it's not established..."

When he said the last sentence, he yawned heavily, causing the angry tabby cat standing on the window sill to be unable to restrain himself. He yawned, and his tail drooped softly behind him.

"Where's Nicholas? Where's the Dark Council? Don't you care about any of this?" Huang Huali reluctantly raised his eyelids to contain his growing sleepiness: "And that brat, is it okay to throw him into the dark prison?"

The answer was Mr.'s long purring sound.

Vaguely, it seemed to hear someone reciting a poem in its ear: "... there are so many demons and monsters, and there is nothing that can be done in the form of Zhong Kui; but with the presence of the three-foot dragon spring, no matter where you look back, you will be startled..."

The sound was faint and gradually became inaudible.

The raccoon dog may have understood the charm of the poem, or he may not have understood it. It makes no difference. It only knew that after surpassing the ancient wizard, Mr. Wu was unconsciously cutting off all kinds of causal connections with this world, and it didn't want him to leave just like that, so it kept running around trying to make those threads wrap around him tighter. Some.

But it also knows that everything it does is in vain.

It just misses the days when two people used to snore together.

Like it is now.

Huh, huh.

The beige sunlight crossed the window sill, casting a touch of warm color. One end fell on the tabby cat, and the other fell on the husband. Subtle purrs came and went, and along with the sunlight, they trembled slowly.

…

The Rat Immortal shuddered and turned his head sharply.

The wandering wizard glanced at it, followed the Mouse Immortal's gaze and looked back, but found nothing.

"What are you looking at?" The owner of Wandering Bar retracted his gaze and refocused his attention on the wine glass in his hand. He looked at the tiny pale golden light spots swimming in the glass and said thoughtfully: "...This When I brewed the Golden Years, I put a little less golden bamboo shoots.”

"Nothing." The Rat Immortal ignored the wandering wizard's comments about the drinks, but muttered, answering his previous question: "I just seemed to hear the cat snoring again...did you hear it?"

The latter sentence was asking Fei Rui.

Fei Rui was anxiously climbing up and down a short arch, pacing back and forth.

"No! No! No!! I didn't hear anything!"

It climbed to the top of the pillar on the left side of the arch. Like a werewolf before the full moon rose, it stood up, flexed its forelimbs, clawed at the air in vain, and opened its eyes wide, as if it wanted to squeeze the eyeballs out. Something like:

"Why do you still have time to care about cats and wine!...Care about those things that are nothing but bullshit...The shadow of the black moon has already shone on the Silent River! The black moon has shone on the Silent River!!"

As it said, it raised its head, pointed with its paws at the mist-shrouded slope on the other side of the mountain, and screamed for the third time: "The black moon is shining on the Silent River! When will that skeleton really start to move!!"

"I'm talking about 'really' moving!"

"Instead of being like a dementia patient with a cerebral infarction who can only twitch his little finger twice!"

"Are we going to wait until both sides of the Black Prison are finished and the school's protective circle is reactivated before we go out? Do you plan to face the furious First University directly after you go out?"

"Do you want to wait for Misty to pull out the 'Xuanhuang Shit' and then extract something from his shit to eat?! I am a rat family member! Not a dung beetle!"

"If you keep messing around, I won't play anymore!"

"I want to go back! I want to find the principal! I want to kneel in front of his boots and kiss the toes of his shoes! I want to take the initiative to press a bamboo dragonfly on my forehead and perform aerial ballet for that brat Zheng Qing! I want to continue to He went up and down the heating pipes in his house, and he changed my name three times a month!”

“I! No! Play! with! You! We!!”

After Fei Rui yelled the last sentence at the top of his lungs, he finally took a breath. However, its roar still echoed in the valley between the two mountains, stirring up the surrounding clouds and mist, revealing the figure of 'Ju Zero Three' in a climbing posture on the opposite hillside.

The Rat Immortal and the Wandering Wizard squinted at the same time, with subtle expressions as they looked at Fei Rui, who had shrunk to the size of a ping pong ball due to excessive discouragement.

Watch it grow and shrink like an endocrine-disordered pufferfish.

A long while.

The wandering wizard raised the wine glass, took a sip, and then continued to shake his head: "... there is a bit too much nutmeg, and the wine can't suppress the spiciness."

The Mouse Fairy stood on tiptoes, stretched out his arms, and patted the little mouse hanging on the top of the pillar comfortingly: "...That yellow tabby cat is much more powerful than shit. We are no match for it, so we stay here." Here, isn't it? Of course, of course, it's not your fault...you just need to be a little more patient, and then a little more patient."

Fei Rui became more and more frustrated and discouraged as he listened to the reactions of his two companions. The whole rat was about to shrink into the shape of a dried walnut.

"The war is not fought in one day." The clouds and mist on the mountainside were stirring. Dr. Duzem's tall and thin figure crossed the flowing mist and slowly appeared in front of the three partners: "Especially the war involving high-level wizards... We still have There is plenty of margin.”

"The Philosopher's Stone has been installed, we need to give Ju Zero Three a little more time to adjust."

"After all, He has been sleeping for too long, too long."