Monster Hunting High School

Although Mr. Milley gave up the use of truth serum and switched to a quill with the ability to detect lies, this is still a compromise to some extent.

The yellow raccoon twitched its ears and chose to accept the result.

After all, it is just a little mouse. Even if it works in Zheng Qing's shop, there is no need to quarrel with the old wizards of the alliance because of it or the big liar Mouse Immortal.

Thinking of this, the tabby cat flicked its tail, turned around, and disappeared into the sunshine. In the blink of an eye, it returned to the window sill of the Sanyou Bookstore next door.

Everything in the store is still the same as when it left in the morning.

Even the bookstore owner's snoring kept a regular rhythm, as if the sky was falling and he couldn't wake him up. The yellow raccoon jumped up in dissatisfaction, turned into a yellow rainbow, and landed heavily on the gentleman's chest.

boom!

The raised light dust bloomed in the morning light, was carried by the air waves set off by the tabby cat, and rushed in all directions. But immediately, the long breath of the bookstore owner was like a pair of invisible hands, smoothing the rolling air waves and turning them into dust. Make wisps of gentle wind, blowing around.

Not blowing down a row of bookshelves.

Only a few book pages and a few robe corners were moved.

The yellow raccoon snorted in frustration, raised his paw, stepped on the gentleman's chest viciously, stomped his feet heavily, and roared:

"Your student is almost depressed. Do you still have the heart to sleep here?"

The purring paused.

The owner of the bookstore raised his hand, took off the book covering his face, then lifted the tabby cat into the air and looked at it helplessly: "Then what do you want me to do? It's difficult for the forest to understand what mushrooms need."

"But the forest originally grew from a mushroom... You must have a way!" The tabby cat raised his paw, wiped his oily mouth, and raised his chin slightly:

"He is your student, not mine."

"If you agree, I can use magic to imprint optimistic thoughts on his soul or purify the mechanical will to abandon negative emotions, so that he can get rid of those troubles, but that method is too extreme and will seriously damage the integrity of the soul. , depriving him of the possibility to go further...No one would choose to drink poison to quench their thirst unless necessary."

"Besides magic, don't you know any other skills?"

The golden civet raised its tail and waved it violently, beating the air with a horrifying cry: "He is still a child. There is no way you old immortals can watch everything happening in the world indifferently."

"Give him some time and he will recover."

The husband stroked the cat's back hair comfortingly: "When you are young, you have unlimited possibilities... The heartbeat is not the beating of a watch hand, and emotions are not the noise of gears."

"You can go and chat with him!" Huang Huali finally couldn't help but said the thought that had been swirling in his mind for a long time: "Talk to him, it will make him feel better... Aren't you worried that the forbidden curse will become crooked? ?”

Mr. Wu was silent for a moment, seeming to be moved.

At this moment, he seemed to notice something and turned to look in the direction of the school hospital. After staring for a moment, a smile appeared on his face:

"It's indeed a good idea...but it looks like you still have to queue up to chat with him."

"Queue up?" The tabby cat raised its tail and followed the gentleman's gaze.

But as far as the eye can see, the originally clear school hospital seems to be shrouded in a bright starlight, which makes it burst into tears, but it can't see anything clearly.

"A legend has passed?" Huang Huali stood up in surprise: "Who? That little girl Shi Hui or that old man Ruo Yu? It can't be the Siren King!"

The bookstore owner looked at it speechlessly.

"You are a great wizard after all. Can you think through your thoughts before speaking?" He put the book on his face again and said in a low voice: "Xiang Liu finally became an ancient one, why can't he think about this island... "

The tabby cat pinched its furry paws and calculated for a long time, and finally guessed uncertainly: "It's definitely not the Rat Immortal, nor the Dark Beast, nor Professor Emma... I haven't heard of them advancing to legend... Could it be the old man?" Yao? He succeeded?"

Looking back, the bookstore owner had fallen into a long nap again.

The tabby cat raised its paw, as if it wanted to slap it a few more times, but hesitated for a moment and finally gave up the idea. It was not easy to wake him up just now and say a few words to myself.

He is getting further and further away from this world.

…

…

The result of the divination by the yellow-breasted civet was correct.

The legend entering the school hospital at this moment is Professor Yao, the dean of Jiuyou College.

When Professor Yao walked into the ward, Zheng Qing was sitting on the hospital bed, staring out the window in a daze.

He didn't even realize someone had walked in.

The professor didn't say anything, put down the fruit basket, sat next to the boy, and looked out the window together, watching the bright morning sun smearing the morning glow, distant mountains and treetops, watching the early birds catching insects, and watching the stars twinkling in the sky at what time. Bright.

After a long time, the professor stretched out, patted the boy on the shoulder, and asked casually:

"What are you looking at?"

"sunrise."

Zheng Qing replied dully, turned around, and after a while, he realized that there was a guest in the ward. He opened his eyes in surprise and wanted to stand up to greet him, but Professor Yao stretched out his hand and pressed him firmly on the bed.

"No need to get up, no need to get up. It's good this way, quite comfortable." The professor wiped his smooth and attractive hair, looked at the boy with a smile as usual, patted his shoulder, and then pointed out the window:

"It's a beautiful sight, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Zheng Qing murmured, and his mood suddenly became much lower: "But this makes me even more confused... After experiencing so many terrible things in the black prison, I can still sit here and appreciate the beauty of the world... I always feel that something is wrong. So right."

"Although terrible and beautiful are contradictory, they are not incompatible. After you wake up, you can find the beauty of life again and feel the meaning of life. This is very good... much better than I imagined."

Having said this, the dean of Jiuyou College blinked and added in a low voice: "Especially on your bedside table are the flowers sent by Councilor Su and classmate Jiang Yu... Oh, and there is also a pot of death cap? This is interesting. one's gift."

The death cap is the poisonous amanita, also known as the poisonous mushroom or the poisonous umbrella. As the name suggests, it is a highly poisonous mushroom. Old-school wizards like to use corpses as culture media to cultivate this magical plant in order to obtain more sophisticated poisons. The new generation of wizards prefer to extract its poisonous juice as a catalyst and use it in various newly developed magic reagents.

Whatever the purpose, few shamans would use this mushroom as a gift - especially to a sick person - and it is obvious that this is not a good blessing gift.