Monster Hunting High School

On Thursday night, Zheng Qing lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

This state has been very rare for him in recent weeks. The reason is also very simple, it is the Spring Hunting in Shanglinyuan that Jiang Yu suddenly mentioned in the afternoon.

The young teaching assistant counted on his fingers. In this busy spring, he actually needed to pay attention to three hunting games in a row - the private hunting game organized by the students, the spring hunting in Shanglinyuan, and the school's customary spring hunting in mid-April.

Thinking about this time last year, time passed like water. Except for the afterglow of the black tide and the sound of thunder, it left almost no deep mark on his freshman career. Unlike this semester, where endless things were crammed into his already-expanded timeline, and he was still unsatisfied.

The ruby ​​ring flashed beside the pillow.

This was the message sent back to him by the devils of the seven deadly sins. Zheng Qing touched the gem on the ring. Lucifer confirmed that he would attend tomorrow's meeting. It was the last one to reply. Together with the previous six messages, that means seven The devil can find time.

Zheng Qing sighed heavily and buried his head in the pillow, trying to suffocate himself.

The demons of the Seven Deadly Sins can only be regarded as scabies.

The biggest imminent worry is Shanglinyuan Harhunti.

Jiang Yu briefly introduced this event to him. It was an annual social hunt for wizards and wizards from aristocratic families. There is no doubt that Qingqiu Su family is also one of them. Zheng Qing didn't know if Su Shijun would participate in this event this year, but he believed that there would be many fans of Su Shijun at this spring hunt.

He was worried about being shot in the dark while hunting.

Life was hard enough now - graduating early, studying, working as a teaching assistant, small hand assignments, the seven-headed devil, etc. - that he couldn't imagine returning to school after causing such gossip again. Way to survive.

In other words, he was not even sure if he would come back alive if he went to participate in the Spring Hunting.

At this thought, he couldn't help but sigh again.

"Where did you get so much gas in your stomach, and you haven't finished vomiting after vomiting for so long?" The fat wizard finally couldn't hold it back, and yelled angrily in his tent: "...are you going to let people sleep?! It’s going to be alchemy tomorrow morning! If you don’t get enough sleep tonight, you’ll definitely be hypnotized in the next minute in class!”

The fat cat Tuantuan let out a 'ouch' at the right time, indicating that it was also tired of someone's endless sighing.

"Even if you have had enough sleep tonight, you will still be hypnotized tomorrow if you are going to be hypnotized by alchemy." Dr. Xiao Da's complaints are always so sharp.

Zheng Qing did not engage in this kind of complaint meeting that he usually liked. After tossing and turning on the bed, he always felt that his mind was in chaos and he urgently needed an objective and sober suggestion.

He cleared his throat.

"I have a student," he cautiously assumed a premise, and then avoided all future troubles: "He is from Fringe College, of course, you don't know him... He is from the North District, um, he has received a call from Senior Sister Kolma. He was ordered to go to the Silent Forest to collect a, um, very precious herb... But that herb was poisoned by a very ferocious magical creature, um, it was a monster. Did the monster know the insinuations? ...The herbs are guarded by a group of monsters, and the risk of collecting them is very, very, very high!”

"Too much nonsense."

The fat wizard muttered and summarized Zheng Qing's 'example': "In other words, because the risk is too high, your student doesn't want to go, but he has to go?"

"Yes, yes," Zheng Qing nodded desperately in bed, his eyes filled with anticipation: "What do you think he can do without disobeying the great sage's orders and without angering those guys who are making insinuations?"

"Is it those insinuations, or are you making insinuations?" Xiao Xiao's lazy voice sounded from another direction. Zheng Qing usually found this voice reassuring, but at this moment, he just wanted to stuff his mouth with horse dung.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he replied dryly.

"That student of yours, what's the name of the herbs you want to collect?" the doctor continued to ask.

"I don't know." Zheng Qing felt that his answer was too smart.

Xiao Xiao sneered: "The insect is a kind of insect that likes shade, coolness, water, and does not like to live in groups. If there are gregarious insects somewhere in the Silent Forest, then their research value to the school will exceed most of the precious insects on the market. Herbal medicines, even Senior Sister Kolma would not disturb the group of insects for those few herbs... From another perspective, if those herbs were more valuable than a group of insects, then Senior Sister Kolma would never bother collecting them. Leave the task to 'your students'."

The doctor spoke the last four words very clearly.

Zheng Qing was stunned when he heard this.

This is the disadvantage of not memorizing the encyclopedia, because any lie you tell will be easily torn to pieces by the heavy gravity of reality.

"But, maybe I heard it wrong, yes, it could be just a dragonfly, just one!" Zheng Qing stammered and corrected.

This time, even the fat man couldn't help but sigh: "It's just that the attack method of the insect is relatively rare. For wizards who are familiar with it, it is actually not that dangerous. The adult insect is only the size of a palm. In addition to spitting sand at people, it only attacks. Human figure... Both of these attack methods have very big flaws. For example, if you wear a full-body dragon skin protective suit, choose to travel on a cloudy day, and then press it to the ground with one finger... all wizards from the North District. Is it so watery? How can I remember their experience in collecting in the wild, especially the collection experience at the edge of the Silent Forest? "

Zheng Qing was completely silent.

call.

In the dark room, a small white stone smashed into Zheng Qing's tent from Xiao Xiao's bedside.

"What's this?"

"Bai Guizhi, if you tell lies, it will become very bright. You can try it." Xiao Xiao's voice was full of joy, like a cat playing with mice: "...Now, if you want to continue to ask for our help, If you think so, hold the piece of jade and repeat your question."

Zheng Qing stretched out two fingers dejectedly and pinched the stone. The stone immediately emitted a faint white light, as if just a simple touch made him realize that the man in front of him was a big liar.

"It's Shanglinyuan Chunshou."

He gave up on himself and told the truth. Of course, it was in front of these two companions that he had the courage to say this: "I made an appointment with Jiang Yu years ago... I thought the scale was not big at the time, so I agreed directly. But now, right, the situation is so complicated... Will the Qingqiu Su family participate in the Shanglin Garden Spring Hunting? "

His words may seem a bit inconsistent, but miraculously, he expresses all the meaning clearly and completely.

And more importantly, the stain of Bai Gui did not become brighter any further.