Monster Hunting High School

Li Meng seemed to be very satisfied with the 'trading location' she chose. She deliberately emphasized the last word 'safety' and then looked like she wanted Zheng Qing to praise her quickly.

The expression of the young public-funded student gradually stiffened.

After hearing the little witch's 'notice', his heart suddenly lurched, and he immediately remembered the last nightmare of this morning. In the nightmare, the transaction under the cat fruit tree is not safe at all - the black cat first falls from the tree, and then encounters the dangerous scene of two witches confronting each other.

It's really sad.

"Cat fruit tree?" He didn't seem to believe his ears, so he asked again without confidence.

"bingo!"

Li Meng raised his hand, snapped his fingers without making any sound, then looked at his fingers with some annoyance, and muttered: "Huh? That's weird, it was quite loud last night!"

After that, I started to study why today's finger snapping sounds like farting.

"Oh, okay, okay. Thank you, I understand." The young public-funded student was also a little distracted. He thanked absentmindedly and walked to his seat listlessly.

Jiang Yu blinked and looked at his cousin who was "thinking hard" and then at Zheng Qing who was "lost". His eyebrows were beautifully knitted together. He didn't know what happened to the two of them.

Zheng Qing came to his seat and smelled the aroma of chamomile tea from a distance.

This immediately calmed down his impetuous mood.

"Thanks."

The boy repeated the words he said a moment ago and thanked Fatty Xin sincerely. The fat wizard seemed unknown, his whole head hidden behind the thick newspaper, and he was reading today's Beta Town Post without saying a word. He seemed not to have heard the greetings of the young public-funded student.

Zheng Qing felt a sudden shock in his heart again.

“Is there any… um, interesting news today?”

He fiddled with the "Standard Spells" and Dharma books at hand, carefully smoothing the corners of the two books, trying his best to make his tone appear casual.

But the erratic look in his eyes betrayed this casualness.

The fat wizard said nothing.

Xiao Xiao, on the other hand, seemed to be keenly aware of the strange atmosphere flowing in the air. He touched the temples of his glasses, quickly took out his crystal ball, wriggled his lips slightly, and began to perform divination silently.

"What the hell!"

After a long while, Fatty Xin cursed and dropped the newspaper in his hand. He still didn't talk to Zheng Qing. Instead, he looked around with evil eyes and carefully looked at everyone in the classroom: "I don't know which son of a bitch took Lao Yao yesterday. The speech I gave last night was revealed... I didn't have any leftovers! The two or three hours of work I put in last night were all in vain! I originally planned to ask Nicholas to interview a few wizards in the North District and then write it again! A comprehensive report!”

Changing the topic, he scolded the Beta Town Post again: "Those little bastards at the Post don't follow the rules! Their butts are crooked, and their hands are crooked! To be honest, who in the entire Phuket Island doesn't know that I'm in Lao In Yao’s class... every reporter has his or her own territory, so it would be too ugly to go to other people’s territory to grab food!”

Zheng Qing deeply doubted the reliability of the words "who doesn't know" said by the fat wizard.

In normal times, he would have to make some sarcastic remarks and cite a few counterexamples to prove how many wizards there are on Buji Island who don't know Fatty Xin.

But now, being able to maintain a superficial calm is a sign that he has gained sufficient experience and experience over the past year. Even so, when he picked up the newspaper dropped by the fat wizard, his face was still a little pale, as if he had eaten a blowfly.

The thick bulging mulberry paper gave people a very reliable feeling when held in his hand. However, Zheng Qing did not feel safe. He only felt the slightest chill coming quietly from all directions.

The front page uses huge bold letters to set the tone of the entire report - "The Dean of Jiuyou College speaks out and supports the equal rights movement for wizards in the North District"!

The young public-funded student glanced at the previous reports written with the information he provided. They were quite satisfactory and there was no exaggeration or fraud, which made the boy feel relieved.

He also vaguely guessed the reason why the Beta Town Post was unusually 'friendly' this time - although he was also the dean of Jiuyou College, the identities of the old Yao a few months ago and the old Yao now were completely different. The Post can occasionally feature a great wizard, but it cannot disrespect a legend enough.

"Treading on the Stars"

Even so, in the paragraphs near the end of the article, the Post failed to restrain its inertia. As always, it mentioned in a neutral tone that the dean of Jiuyou College used words like "burden" to describe the North District. The improper use of words by wizards has seriously affected the internal unity of the Wizards Union; the dean of Jiuyou College accused other colleges and the alliance of First University of being irresponsible, passing the blame to each other, and blaming Jiuyou College; in addition, he also maliciously speculated about Gypsy's "insertion" Witches were treated unfairly at Jiuyou Academy, and so on.

Zheng Qing, who was looking straight at him, was sweating and his face was earth-colored.

Many of the "out of context" remarks in the article cannot be said to have nothing to do with what he heard in his dream about Lao Yao's filial piety. They can only be said to be exactly the same.

Predictive dream!

eyewitness!

Inexplicably, these two words suddenly appeared in the mind of the young public-funded student. Almost at the same time, he remembered the 'second-degree murder' on the shore of Linzhong Lake that he had witnessed in his dream a long time ago, buried deep in his memory.

He couldn't help but look up and glanced at Jiang Yu sitting in the front row.

The witch was leaning sideways, patiently explaining something to Li Meng. A lock of long hair fell from the side of her face that was facing the boy, slowly rising and falling in the breeze in the hall.

Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously.

wrong!

He clearly remembered that on the day he blew up for the first time and came out of the teapot, his husband once told him that he did not really have the talent of 'eyewitness', it was just a 'side effect' of the forbidden curse. .

According to the teacher's theory, forbidden curses converge from the world, and a complete forbidden curse naturally contains information about the entire world. In other words, all the 'talents' that the world has, has appeared, and really exist, under the influence of the forbidden curse, have the opportunity to reappear on the 'object' that carries the forbidden curse.

The premise is that this 'reappearance' is based on some strong desire.

It's just that this kind of recurrence is like salvaging a pebble with a specific pattern and shape in the sea. It is very difficult and the probability is extremely low. And only after fully mastering the forbidden spell can you experience this 'reappearance' ability anytime and anywhere.

This theory is very inconsistent with the situation he experienced last night - is he deeply looking forward to facing the questioning of two witches at the same time?

What a joke!

He hasn't lived enough yet! Moreover, I have never heard of witnesses having the gift of seeing what will happen in the future, nor have I heard of any precedent for precognitive dreams being able to penetrate two layers of dreams!