Monster Hunting High School

The magic carpet that Vas Egg prepared for the apology looked a bit old, but it was not shabby at all.

In the center of the magic carpet, the patterns of dragonfly and Persian pear blossoms outlined with gold and silver threads shone in the moonlight, as if they were newly embroidered. The long velvet of the woven blanket comes from the fur of an unknown creature. It feels delicate, smooth and soft. Sitting on the blanket, you can clearly feel the pulsations of magic underneath you.

The milky white cursed light flows through the lines of the velvet, lighting up the magic gems embedded in different nodes, holding up the huge magic carpet and sliding silently in the night. It is smooth and powerful, and the magic carpet even passes over the branches. When I looked up, I didn't disturb the birds perched on the treetops.

It wasn't until the magic carpet stopped at half a person's height and the young hunters landed one after another that Zheng Qing had time to sigh to his companions through the mask:

"This thing is really easy to use... We should also buy a few to keep as a backup. It saves mana than the Flying Spell, is faster than the Armor and Horse Talisman, and is infinitely better than magic brooms and the like!"

"Such a good thing is not widely used, why?" Xiao Xiao asked a simple question, which immediately left the young public-funded student speechless.

"One word, expensive; two words, very expensive; three words, extremely expensive."

Fatty Xin smacked his lips and made no secret of his envy of the rich: "The gems on the magic carpet, the magic velvet, and the charms outlined with gold and silver threads all require regular maintenance... and its magic circuits are easily damaged. It's polluted, and it's not easy to clean... That means the Egg family has such a big dragon hunting farm, otherwise most people wouldn't be able to use it. "

"Just like you usually like to hit people with talismans, or use talisman guns casually, it's the same reason."

Dylan also intervened and provided Zheng Qing with a new idea: "Do you think other students in the school don't know that the rune gun is easy to use and the talisman is convenient? In the end, it's still a question of cost-effectiveness. That's how you developed your talent for drawing talismans. , it’s like using the talisman bombs and talismans for free.”

This feeling of being praised and despised at the same time is contradictory and weird.

Before Zheng Qing could figure out this subtle feeling, Vas Egg, who was leading the way, stopped and stood next to a wooden stake about ten feet high and as thick as an arm.

Some strange incantations were carved with rough techniques on the wooden piles, which seemed to have some traces of Enochian inscriptions, but they were not exactly the same. Surrounded by a very ordinary forest night - low bushes, tall trees, the faint chirping of insects and the subtle rustling of grass.

"This is it."

Vas Egger turned to look at the five cat-faced wizards and said concisely: "Because the situation was relatively bad at that time, in order to protect the site and avoid possible risks of contamination spreading, the family temporarily set up an isolation barrier in this area."

As he spoke, he pushed his wrist upward slightly, and the wooden stake was pulled out as lightly as a toothpick.

The wooden pile was lifted off the ground, and the cool moonlight fluctuated like running water. You could almost see the traces of magic power fluctuations spreading in all directions in the air with the naked eye, just like the ripples caused by a stone thrown into a calm lake.

As the ripples spread, Zheng Qing felt as if someone was wiping a glass full of steam with a huge rag. The fuzzy and hazy feeling quickly faded away, and everyone's eyes blurred, and the scenery suddenly changed.

The originally ordinary open forest suddenly turned into a deep red. The scattered dragon bones, broken scales, and mottled flesh and blood intertwined with white and red were like another magic carpet full of strange style, spread out on the ground. In front of the young hunters, a tragic and frantic aura hit their faces, making them suffocating.

The pleasant chat in the cat mask also came to an abrupt end.

Zheng Qing silently took a few steps forward.

Reach out.

Pick a broken scale from the remains of a half-scorched apple tree. It is made up of several diamond-shaped shield scales embedded together. It gives people a feeling of thickness and solidity when weighed on the fingertips. This feeling is similar to The jagged and broken marks on the edges of the scales are intertwined, making people feel even heavier.

Behind him, several other hunters from the Exoneration Hunting Team had spread out quietly, and started collecting evidence and clues according to standard investigation procedures.

hiss.

The young government student under the mask took a small breath of cool air. The dragon blood remaining on the dragon scale was still irritating and burned his fingertips.

"I heard that you were a student of First University... After this incident happened, didn't you think of notifying the school?" Zheng Qing turned over the scale armor in his hand, looked at the traces of flesh and blood remaining on the back of it, and asked absently Looking at Vas Egger with a serious face next to him.

Not far away, Xiao Xiao had already lit a small pile of magic flames and was throwing a few picked dragon bone fragments into it to prepare for the divination work later.

"Notified."

The young master of the Dragon Hunting Farm frowned and said with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "I originally hoped that the school would send someone here. But the school said that the Trident Sword handles local affairs more professionally... Well, I'm sorry, I don't look down on the Trident Sword. I mean, anyway, a large part of the employees of Sanxia Sword are students from First University, so it doesn’t make any difference.”

Zheng Qing blinked, feeling that this topic was a little delicate.

And this young master doesn’t seem to be very good at talking.

"I heard that after the accident happened, how many witnesses were there at the hunting ground? Are they ready for investigation now?" He changed the subject lightly.

Vas Egg nodded slightly.

"There are indeed a few witnesses, such as Barry Moore, who is a three-headed dog breeder at the dragon hunting farm." At this point, Wass hesitated for a few seconds before adding:

"Earlier, I had asked them to take potions and rest, because this kind of picture is very irritating to low-level wizards... In fact, I think you may be more interested in it than the words of a three-headed dog breeder. I believe in the traces left at the accident scene. I remember Professor Sun Qi said that a story is always a story, and four witnesses can tell four completely different but completely true stories about the same incident.”

Sun Qi is the dean of Starry Sky Academy, and Zheng Qing’s deepest impression of him comes from the huge and violent true form of the war figurine during the Battle of Black Prison.

"The details may be different, but the key points should be the same." Zheng Qing reminded.

"That's right," Gass obviously agreed with this view: "Just like in this story, there are only three key points, one is the crazy elf, the other is the torn Romanian Longhorns... and the scene where they remain ”

"Then what do you think of this accident?" Zheng Qing asked.

This time, the young master of the dragon hunting farm was silent for a long time before he answered very cautiously: "I can only say that the fire dragon materials in this dragon farm may be widely sold, but the Egg family will never have anything to do with the black wizard. Hook up."

Implicitly, he also believed that this matter was closely related to the dark wizard.

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