Monster Hunting High School

The three-headed Persian budgie was familiar to all the students present.

As one of the honorary members of the Presidium of the Student Union of First University, and served as the Honorary President of the Student Union for ten consecutive terms, the three-headed parrot is older than many teaching assistants and even lecturers at First University. After retiring, he, like other retired old wizards in the school, chose a idle job to stay in the school to retire.

It’s just that it is just a parrot after all. It does not have the limbs to punt the ferry on Linzhong Lake or the Silent River; it also has no way to be responsible for the night patrol of the campus; it is even less likely to manage the Baicao Garden or the library - if it serves as the gardener of the Baicao Garden. Boss, those nests of ground dragons in the garden will definitely be the first wave of rebellion, and the Zhuguo, Huangjing and the like raised in the garden will also suffer.

Over and over again, this big parrot became the 'chief chores manager'.

For example, when the student union recruits new students, the student union will invite this senior to sit on the spot and occasionally ask him to sing a roll call; another example is when the school hunting party is held, the school's hunting painting exhibition and hunting song party will also give this big parrot a bow. Posts and leaving a special place; and many student clubs in the school are proud to have this big parrot as a guest. The rich knowledge accumulated in its long life at the First University is of great significance to many young wizards. It is a valuable asset.

This time, after the school reform trial meeting, this big parrot was also invited to serve as the on-site host.

And it does a good job and is organized in an orderly manner.

When Zheng Qing went to the long table at the edge of the first square to hand over the talismans, talismans and potions according to the big parrot's instructions, he happened to meet a sullen Li Meng, who was rummaging for something in her small schoolbag.

"What are you looking for?" The young public-funded student said hello in a brisk tone, while looking around: "Are you the only one?"

The little witch rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Zheng Qing didn't take it seriously, chuckled, and went aside to hand over his 'contraband'. The complete talismans, talisman bullets, talismans, and even the Merlin Medal were all put into a small wooden box.

"Has it been verified correctly?"

A gray-skinned parrot screamed hoarsely, then flapped its wings, raised a paw and plucked a quill behind its tail, then dipped it in the cinnabar box on the table. The quill was handed to Zheng Qing: "Hey... just sign if it's correct! Hurry up! How can a wizard with ten fingers be slower than a bird like us?"

Zheng Qing's eyes twitched and he did not argue with the gray parrot. After checking that the list was correct, he signed it quickly, and then watched the gray parrot swallow the small wooden box in one gulp.

This kind of storage process is really reassuring.

Looking back, Li Meng was still standing aside trying to find his little schoolbag.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

Zheng Qing asked kindly: "Do you need my help?"

"Ni Zuokai!" The little witch said angrily, "It's all because of you... If it weren't for you, how could I not find it!"

Zheng Qing felt confused. He had provoked whom!

"Wait a moment," he made a calm gesture and asked again: "What are you looking for? What does it have to do with me? I just want to help..."

"My cartridge!"

Li Meng looked at Zheng Qing angrily and waved the Dharma book in his hand: "I only found cinnabar in my schoolbag, not the ink cartridge! My cousin had promised to help me pack my schoolbag before, but she came back so late and asked me to pack it myself. …”

"Li Meng!" A familiar voice shouted from afar.

The little witch shuddered, shut up immediately, and glared at Zheng Qing fiercely, as if to warn him not to talk nonsense. Then she hugged the little schoolbag hard in her arms, kicked her little leather shoes, and ran towards Jiang Yu. go.

Zheng Qing touched his head feeling helpless, followed her behind her, and walked together towards the formation of Astronomy Class 08-1.

When he returned to the team, the classmates had divided into several distinct small groups - which is also supported by the school, because the trial meeting is similar to hunting. When the level is close, groups are more respected than individuals. Combat.

Xiao Xiao and others gathered around the Forgiveness Hunting Team.

But it's different from usual days. Today, there are not only wizards in this small group, but also two witches - Jiang Yu and Li Meng.

Zheng Qing knew that Jiang Yu joined the exoneration.

As for Li Meng, there is a high probability that Jiang Yu was afraid that something might happen to her, so he took her with him. Although this meant that there were more than five people in the team, which was against the rules, this was originally an informal hunting match, so no one seemed to care about this detail.

When Zheng Qing returned to the team, everyone was gathered around Zhang Jixin, listening to his low-pitched explanation of tactics while sorting out the supplies they carried.

He looked at the small schoolbag behind Li Meng and was about to ask her if she had found the ink cartridge. Fatty Xin next to him suddenly shouted and slapped his hands hard:

"Ha! I remembered it!"

The fat man looked Zheng Qing up and down, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "I just said it felt familiar!"

"What?" Everyone looked up and looked at Fatty Xin who was startled.

"I'm talking about that hair ball," the fat man pointed at Zheng Qing, looking suddenly enlightened: "That's the hair ball vomited by the cat, right! The ball often vomits on my bed... I just said why it looks so familiar!"

But immediately, a trace of confusion appeared on his face: "But why are they black and white? There are no black hairs..."

Zheng Qing looked down at the Dharma book in his hand, wondering if he could plug the fat man's mouth if he forced the book into his mouth.

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and glanced at the others.

Zhang Jixin had no idea what the fat man was talking about and scratched his head with a confused look on his face; Jiang Yu helped Li Meng comb her pigtails expressionlessly, but judging from the grinning look on the little witch's face, the monitor must have quite a lot of strength.

"There is a black cat in the dormitory, have you forgotten?" Xiao Xiao reminded silently.

"That should also be a pure black hair ball!" The fat man tilted his head and looked at Zheng Qing, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "...but there were white hairs in the hair ball before, so it can't be the melanin on the black hair. It’s been digested.”

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zheng Qing slapped the Dharma book hard and growled: "This is meeting time, not a time for you to chat!"

Zhang Jixin nodded in agreement.

"Oh, I know!" Fatty exclaimed again, grabbing Zheng Qing's shoulders: "Tell me, did you lick Tuantuan?!!"

"I know Bai...ah!" Li Meng screamed.

Everyone turned around and saw Jiang Yu raising her hand to apologize while trying to maintain a serious expression: "I'm sorry... I was accidentally a little heavy just now."

There was no hint of embarrassment in her expression.

Li Meng covered her head, flattened her mouth, and shed tears. She did not dare to accuse her cousin of neglecting her duty, but she kicked Fatty Xin in the leg: "You are the only one who talks too much! Let me talk too much!"

The fat man avoided it carefully and felt very unlucky.

He provoked whomever he provoked.