Monster Hunting High School

It was already very late and Zheng Qing had to go home.

Although Zheng Qing has graduated from high school and is about to reach adulthood and has a certain amount of freedom, after all, he is still using family money, so he still has to listen to his parents.

After drinking a glass of apologetic beer, he got on his bicycle and went home.

The night was gloomy, with gray clouds that never disappeared in the sky. Not to mention the stars, even the moon rarely showed its head. In this coal-rich province, over the past decade or so, the houses have been getting taller, the roads have been getting wider, and the colors on the streets have become richer and richer. The only thing that hasn't changed is the three-acre sky above everyone's heads. It's gray and foggy.

The bicycle wandered into a small alley.

This path can directly cross three streets, greatly reducing his journey home. The alley is very deep, and few people walk at night. The street lamps that have not been cleaned for a long time cast a dim color, giving the alley a bit of a gloomy atmosphere.

"Crack, click..." The old bicycle whined helplessly under Zheng Qing's hard pedaling, which was particularly obvious in this quiet alley. Zheng Qing looked at the broken pannier on the front of the car angrily, thinking that he would find time to repair it when he got back. No matter what, at least he wouldn't scream all the time when he rode out.

"Pu Ling Leng..." The sound of birds flapping their wings came from the telephone pole not far away, followed by several lazy and clear chirps. It was obvious that Zheng Qing was disturbed by the jingling old car under him. It's time for these little animals to rest.

Apologetically, Zheng Qing turned his gaze to the telephone pole not far behind him. Zheng Qing was very embarrassed for disturbing other people's dreams.

"Squeak!!!" The old car made a sharp braking sound.

Zheng Qing put one leg on the ground and turned his head hard to look back.

He swore that there was a huge black figure standing on the telephone pole, like a man hunched over and half squatting. But those green eyes were particularly obvious in the dark night, and they looked very much like grandma's big wolf dog.

Blinking, he shook his head, which was dizzy from alcohol.

As if feeling Zheng Qing's gaze, the green eyes turned slightly to the side, and their gaze fell on Zheng Qing. Then, in his dull expression, he gracefully stretched out a pair of huge wings and flapped them lightly.

After taking a few deep breaths and exhaling heavily, Zheng Qing rubbed his cheeks that were a little swollen due to drinking, and finally felt a little awake.

Looking up again, those green eyes had completely disappeared. All he could see was the gray sky and the street lights not far away that were shining with pale white light.

The dark alley entrance in the distance seemed like a big open mouth, mocking Zheng Qing's eyes.

He reached into his chest and found a dusty, palm-sized bag in his hand. Through the light on the roadside, he could vaguely see the golden patterns on the bag; on top of his head, a tuft of dull hair trembled uneasily. With.

A large eagle.

Zheng Qing recalled it again and again, and finally determined that it must be a large eagle.

Although I don’t know why this kind of animal that lives in the mountains appears in the city, I feel relieved when I think of the old owl I saw on campus when I was a child.

Since even an old owl can hang leisurely on a branch on campus all day long, then it should be fine for a big eagle to squat on a telephone pole for a while. After all, no one can guarantee whether these guys living in the old mountains and forests will find time to come to the city to relax.

Without the groan of the classic car, the surroundings fell into dead silence again. The noise on the street not far away seemed to be miles away, looking distant and ethereal.

"Ouch..." A soft and strange cry suddenly sounded in the alley. Zheng Qing suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up, and a cold sweat broke out involuntarily. My head, which had been a little dizzy, suddenly sobered up. At the same time, a heavy pressure suddenly filled the entire alley, causing Zheng Qing to hold his breath involuntarily.

For a while, there was no movement, but the depressing feeling became more and more serious. Zheng Qing slowly took a breath, and amidst a sudden dinging sound, he pedaled hard a few times, and the old car rushed out quickly, trying to get rid of this depressing atmosphere as soon as possible.

Although he was a little reluctant, Zheng Qing still admitted his timidity in his heart. After all, darkness has always been an eternal nightmare for mankind, even today with lights. No matter how electric light develops, it will never give people a sense of security like the sun.

There were still dozens of meters away from the alley entrance, and Zheng Qing could already clearly see the cars speeding past the alley entrance.

A shrill cry rang out, and before he could react, a huge black shadow came into view. Accompanied by a dull crash and overwhelming dust, another petite figure hit Zheng Qing hard and rolled into the sand on the roadside.

"Plop!" Zheng Qing fell heavily to the ground with his bicycle, but he didn't care to complain. He rolled up from the ground and had a stack of yellow paper in his hand. The red cinnabar marks on it were scattered under the dim street lights. Emit a faint red light.

He glanced at the pile of sand next to him, and a big fluffy tail trembled feebly.

"Ouch~~" The neighing sound not far away clearly expressed the anger.

Zheng Qing, who had just gotten up, quickly looked around. On the top of the telephone pole by the road, the big eagle just now came back again at some point and was staring at him dissatisfied.

At a height of more than ten meters, under the illumination of a simple street lamp hanging on a telephone pole, Zheng Qing could clearly see that the feathers of this large eagle were standing up. Its entire body seemed to be several times larger than before, and its wings were slightly slightly larger. Zhang, with his head held high, clearly had evil intentions.

"So fierce..." Feeling the green eyes of the big eagle, he cursed in a low voice. Zheng Qing quietly took two steps back and tried to sneak away, but he didn't notice that there was a huge pile of sand behind him. As soon as he retreated, his feet immediately sank into the deep sand up to his ankles.

"Damn!" Zheng Qing felt even more angry, why was he so unlucky! Isn't it just that you came home a little late? Just as he bent down to take off his shoes and clean the sand inside, the pile of sand suddenly rose up. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qing was sprinkled with sand all over his face.

"Fake!" Anyone who is entangled by a series of unfortunate events will always feel that there is an evil fire in his heart that wants to vent, not to mention that the alcohol that entered his stomach not long ago is slowly evaporating its power.

Looking along the pile of sand, a puppy with yellowish fur was staring at the sky with bared teeth under the street lamp. This puppy is about a foot tall, has fluffy hair, narrow eyes, but is very bright and airy. The ears are a bit big, like Beijing's ears, but they stand up strangely, like a wolfdog. If you look closely, you will see that the puppy has a huge belly, and its fluffy fur is tangled in many places, with faint blood stains oozing out.

The facts are clear at a glance, and Zheng Qing easily filled in the plot in his own mind.

The big eagle that was wandering around took a fancy to the pregnant puppy and was about to give it a teething ceremony, but the little guy broke free. After seeing the situation clearly, Zheng Qing couldn't help but let out a long breath. The stack of yellow paper in his hand disappeared without knowing when.

"Do it!" The evil fire in his stomach suddenly turned into infinite power under the influence of alcohol. He stretched out his hand to find a broken brick from the ground, turned his head to look at the evil big eagle, and threw it hard.

Although his accuracy in throwing softballs has never been very good, when the distance is not far and the target is large, the threat is still great.

The broken bricks passed over the telephone pole silently, and viciously smashed against the window of a house upstairs amidst the sharp neighing of the giant eagle.

"Crash..." The crisp sound of shattering glass released Zheng Qing's accumulated evil fire, and frightened the big eagle into the air.