Monster Hunting High School

The 'rough situation' derived from divination was not 'accurate information' after all. Since there were few clues and no current criminals were caught, the great wizards could only conclude that there might be remnants of crows causing trouble at the banquet.

The word ‘or’ is very subtle.

According to Fatty Xin's private analysis, it is more likely that the school and the Three-Forked Sword are more inclined to believe that the Crow Organization has been uprooted and do not want this matter to continue to ferment.

After the on-site inspection failed, Zheng Qing was rushed to the school hospital.

Originally he thought he would be lucky enough to rest in the hospital for a while, but after careful examination by the therapists and confirming that the boy was in very good health, Mrs. Bella threw him out of the hospital without any explanation.

"Huh? So fast!"

The young public-sponsored student met Fatty Xin downstairs who had just visited Xiao Xiao and was going back to the dormitory. The fat wizard was holding two candied haws in his hand and looking at Zheng Qing with surprise: "I thought you would stay in the hospital for at least one night. Woolen cloth……"

"Mrs. Bella thinks that is a waste of the school's medical resources." The boy sighed dejectedly.

"Don't you have insurance? Isn't insurance meant to be wasted?" The fat wizard muttered, biting off a hawthorn, and said in a humorous voice: "Speaking of which, you have rarely gone to the hospital in the past six months. It can be seen that hunting Demons are really helpful for exercising…what do the therapists say?”

His topic jumps are slightly high, but it does not affect Zheng Qing's understanding.

Zheng Qing subconsciously touched his ears.

Although he was still criticizing the aesthetic deviation of the little green snake not long ago, he must admit that because of its existence, the aura of the forbidden curse has not been out of control at all in the past six months, which made him feel the relaxation he had not seen for a long time.

"Nothing was found." Zheng Qing briefly described the inspection process.

"It's not surprising." The fat man nodded and bit down another hawthorn. His lips were covered with fine sugar residue, as if he had applied a layer of lipstick. "Although the great wizards at the banquet are not professional therapists, they are... Most of the detection magic is familiar... They didn't find anything abnormal, and it's normal that the school hospital couldn't detect it... Is it possible that you are just too nervous? "

"You mean delirium? It's impossible. My back molar was sore from the copper bean, and my tongue was bitten a little bit. How could it be a hallucination!"

The two of them were noisy and yelled all the way to a fork in the road.

The left side leads to the outside of the school, and the right side leads to Houyuan Dormitory Hill.

Zheng Qing gradually slowed down.

"My feet were stung by beans? Do you want me to carry you?" The fat wizard glanced sideways at the young public-funded student, obviously blaming him for walking slowly.

Zheng Qing laughed twice: "I suddenly remembered that about Douzi, I can go to the bookstore and ask my husband... You can go back to the dormitory by yourself first... Well, there is no need to leave the door open for me. If it is too late, I will live outside. friend's house."

"Why didn't I know you had other friends in Beta Town?" The fat wizard narrowed his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Ah, there are some... By the way, where did you get the candied haws?" Zheng Qing pretended not to see the fat man's suspicious expression, tried his best to look as if nothing had happened, and explained to himself: "My husband has a Cats like to eat these sweet snacks..."

"I've never heard you say that before." When it came to food, the fat wizard immediately forgot his suspicion a few seconds ago and glared at the boy fiercely, but finally gave him the other intact one: "This is Sima The teacher gave it to the doctor, and I secretly took out two... Hey, I ate the hawthorn one, and this strawberry one is an advantage for you. "

He reluctantly handed it to the young public-funded student. That look made Zheng Qing suspect that if he stretched out his hand a little slower, he might reach out his neck and bite another one.

"Hard work, hard work." Zheng Qing quickly grabbed the bunch of candied haws and disappeared at the fork in the road with a puff of smoke, fearing that the fat man would grab him and ask him any frightening questions.

He had reason to be careful.

Because this trip out of school, his main destination was Qingqiu Mansion.

A certain 'suggestion' that Su Shijun made at the dinner was definitely not a joke. She smiled very 'seriously' at that time, which left a deep impression on the young public-funded student. He had reason to worry that if he really dared to stay out all night, some angry senator might indulge in a bolt of lightning, leaving him charred in public, or he might just draw a circle of curses and blow up his pillow. There was little left of the nightmare doll's head.

Of course, it is also appropriate to drop by Sanyou Bookstore.

There were not many customers on the pedestrian street during the winter vacation, especially at night, when there were very few pedestrians. Zheng Qing was not in the mood to go shopping, so he hung up his armor and horse charm and arrived at No. 99 Pedestrian Street like a gust of wind.

It was pitch black in the window, not a trace of cat, let alone human being, could be seen. He craned his neck again and took a look at D\u0026K No. 97 next door. The store was also open early.

It seems that we can only come again tomorrow.

The boy sighed silently, took out his pocket watch, glanced at the time, and ran towards the Qingqiu Mansion. Qingqiu Mansion is located in the west area of ​​Beta Town, a long way from the pedestrian street.

9:57 p.m.

Zheng Qing stood outside the fence of Qingqiu Mansion, panting.

Su Man, the head maid of the mansion, stood upright on the other side of the stream at the door with her hands folded, bathed in the cold wind and starlight, like a jade sculpture. Perhaps he had been blown by the cold wind for too long, but after just one glance, Zheng Qing felt his eyes were pricked by the coldness radiating from the head maid's body.

"Hug, sorry!"

The young wizard rushed to the door, panting and apologizing: "I went to the school, the school hospital, and the bookstore...so I'm late, I'm really sorry!"

The 'jade sculpture' raised his eyelids slowly, and the chill in his body immediately dissipated.

"It doesn't matter."

The head maid's tone was as indifferent as usual. She nodded slightly to the wizard, turned around and walked into the mansion. At the same time, she motioned for the wizard to follow her pace: "You have been in the house for a long time, and occasionally coming out to enjoy the air is good for your physical and mental health... The mansion The lock was locked at ten o'clock, you are not late...be careful, don't get close to that winter jasmine. There is a new mother's flower sperm hiding under that jasmine. She has a bad temper recently and is easily awakened at night. Caused a commotion in the garden... The lady is watching Dongdong sleep, you can go to her study first and wait for her."

While she was talking, the head maid had already led the boy through the dark paths and winding corridors, bypassing the flower hall and the reception room, and arrived at Su Shijun's study.

"any drinks?"

"No, no need, it's already very late...I'll wait and then go to rest."

"Okay." The head maid bowed slightly, saluted and quietly left.

Zheng Qing stood blankly for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that he didn't need to be so restrained. It's not the first time. He walked around the study room, looking at the dizzying nouns on the bookshelf, and finally shook his head, giving up the idea of ​​taking out a book to pass the time.

Then he slipped over to Su Shijun's desk.

There is an open book on the table.

The book is not big, about thirty-two pages long, and looks very much like a primary school textbook. On the ridge of the book, a line of colorful book titles with a somewhat cartoony flavor clearly caught the eyes of the young public-funded student——

"How to Get a Little Puppy" is written by Yin Zhenya, a senior emotional expert and love guru of the werewolf tribe.

Maybe he noticed that someone was reading a book. Several strings of pink bubbles surged across the ridge of the book from the cover and back cover, cheering and cheering. They formed into flowers of different sizes and exploded in front of the boy's eyes.

Zheng Qing gasped and took a step back, almost sitting on the floor.