Monster Hunting High School

The Dharma book Zheng Qing is currently using is the free Dharma book provided by the school to publicly funded students. It has an ocher cover and soft mulberry paper. It is one foot, two inches and six cents long, eight inches and nine cents wide, and one hundred and eighty pages thick.

If the mantra is concise and the handwriting is neat, eight or nine mantras can be copied; if the handwriting is a little sloppy, only five or six mantras can be copied.

The Dharma book originally customized by Zheng Qing at Xiayuan Shusi could easily contain more than ten spells. But now that book of laws has become the 'trigger' of the forbidden curse and cannot be used normally.

The fat man also noticed the appearance of Zheng Qing's slapped Dharma book and raised his eyebrows: "Can that book still be used?"

On the battlefield of the Black Prison, the scene where Zheng Qing opened the Dharma book and summoned the slender red sky pillar has been discussed many times by the hunters of the Exoneration Hunting Team. Everyone was interested in the spells recorded in the Dharma book. very interested.

Zheng Qing sighed, took out the Dharma book from the gray cloth bag, and shook it at the fat man in mid-air: "What do you think? Why don't you give it a try?"

"Isn't that book empty?"

The fat man emerged from the balcony with extraordinary agility, and appeared in front of the public student in the blink of an eye. While wiping his hands on his robe, he said with a smile: "I have wanted to try it for a long time... the one you recorded in it" Can I use the spell too?"

Zheng Qing sneered twice without explaining.

The fat man did not doubt that he was there. He took the Dharma book, opened the leather buckle on the book, and opened the milky white cover. On the pages that had turned into blanks on the battlefield of the black prison, lines of extremely light-colored handwriting suddenly appeared. But the spell is extremely clear.

As if he noticed the strange wizard's gaze, a thin layer of red light suddenly lit up between the spells and runes, as if the whole book was on fire. The swirling flames turned into ferocious faces, vying to be the first to turn to the book. Rush outside.

The fat man yelled, shook his hand, and threw the Dharma book out.

Zheng Qing seemed to have expected this scene. He stretched out his hand to catch the flying Dharma book in the air, buckled it with his backhand, fastened the leather buckle on the Dharma book again, and then quickly stuffed it back into the gray cloth bag.

The whole process went smoothly and seemed extremely skilled.

The fat man was breathing heavily, the expression of fear and surprise on his face had not yet dissipated, and his voice was a little trembling: "What's going on! That book is alive?!"

Zheng Qing pouted.

"maybe."

The wizard shrugged lazily: "You are the second, um, no, the third wizard to see it... After I woke up some time ago, the school sent people to the hospital to investigate what happened in the black prison. I thought I was also shocked when I took the book away, but the wizard at the school was more courageous and put on a pair of fire dragon skin gloves and just put it into the box and took it away."

At this time, Fatty Xin had already calmed down. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Since you were taken away, what did you take out?"

While talking, he took out the snack box from his watch and put it on the desk. After being frightened, he needed some delicious food to soothe his frightened mind.

The box contains various pastries and dry goods.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment between fried broad beans and glutinous rice sticks with his fingertips, and finally chose sweets, picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, and sighed at the same time:

"So, it's very troublesome... the night the school took it away, this book inexplicably returned to my gray bag. It was like it had never been taken away."

"Then what?" The fat man's mouth was full of cake, and his voice became a little congested, so he tried his best to express his confusion in concise words.

"Then? Then the school sent someone to come again, sealed it with a talisman, and took it away again."

Zheng Qing carefully picked up a broad bean and chewed it: "Then it came back at night...and the third time. This book even gave itself a name, called 'Trigger'."

"Can it still talk?"

"Won't."

"Then how do you know it named itself?" Fatty always has quick logical thinking when he is calm.

Zheng Qing sighed and patted the gray bag: "I can take it out again for you to see...On the third time someone from the school came to check, I discovered that on the title page of the Dharma book, next to where my name was originally written, a new one appeared. In the name box, there is the word 'trigger'... I didn't write it, and neither did anyone else. Do you think this book was not written by yourself? Are there any other possibilities?"

"Then what?" The fat man was obviously interested and asked persistently - the young public-funded student had reason to believe that if the fat man's hands were not occupied by delicious food at this moment, he would have taken out his notebook and quill to write for a certain issue. The curiosity column began to write interviews.

"There is no more."

Zheng Qing spread his hands, licked the icing sugar on the corner of his mouth, and added: "It can only happen three times. After the third time, the school never sent someone to pick up the book again. It may be that the wizard who seized the book did not want to bear the loss of physical evidence. Responsibility... In short, this book stayed peacefully in the gray bag and did not continue to be a monster until today."

"It is impossible for the school to compromise so easily. The reason that can make the school give up should be the reason that they have no way to refuse."

The fat man rubbed his bare chin, stared at the gray cloth bag on Zheng Qing's waist, and said thoughtfully: "I should let the doctor take a look later. He is well-informed and must know what is going on."

"Meow!"

Maodou's cry interrupted the discussion between the two wizards.

Perhaps it smelled the delicious food, it got out from under the bed and came to Zheng Qing's feet again, crawling around his feet and meowing excitedly.

Tuantuan squatted on top of Fatty Xin's head, and his tail drooped behind Fatty's head, as if there was a fluffy braid. It was condescending and looked at the dog wagging its tail arrogantly, its eyes full of contempt.

The fat man picked up a piece of beef jerky from the food box and passed it to his head. The fat cat immediately forgot his arrogance, lowered his head and ate the jerky with relish.

"Speaking of which, why hasn't the doctor come back yet?"

Zheng Qing bent down to pick up the dog, stuffed him with a piece of dried meat, and scratched his chin to make him quiet. He looked at Fatty Xin and asked, "When did he leave?"

"Nine o'clock in the morning," the fat man looked at his pocket watch: "We returned to school at midnight yesterday, so the doctor didn't go to morning classes this morning... Well, it's past eleven now, and he has been gone for two hours."

"Besides wandering around the store and bringing back those elves, does he have anything else to do?" Zheng Qing felt that the dog in his arms was a little heavy, so he threw it on the ground again. Maodou thought the wizard was playing a game with it, and started to circle around his legs more and more happily.

"No." The fat man shook his head: "Theoretically, he should have come back a long time ago."

Tuantuan barked softly and flicked his tail, indicating that the fat man should be smaller when shaking his head, which would affect his eating. The fat man shrank his neck obediently, indicating that he had received the warning.