Monster Hunting High School

Until he went downstairs, Jiang Yu's face was still not so happy.

"I was just talking nonsense...you know I'm not usually that kind of person!"

Zheng Qing hurriedly put on the cufflinks of his new ceremonial robe, and hurriedly followed the witch, getting close to the witch's ear, lowering his voice and explaining quickly.

"Stay away from me!" The witch pushed him away with some embarrassment.

Zheng Qing observed words and expressions.

Her expression was still a bit stinky.

He thought she was angry with him for his previous actions, so he hesitated for a few seconds and coughed quietly.

"After I turned into a cat, many of my behaviors were out of control...that movement," he raised his hand like a cat's paw, made a pushing gesture, and explained bravely: "This is a cat's paw." It’s my nature and I do it unconsciously..."

"you shut up!"

The witch looked around in panic, her face was red, and she seemed even more angry. She glared at the boy fiercely, stopped, and suddenly frowned: "Did you also transform into a cat in Qingqiu Mansion?"

Of course!

Before the first word was uttered, Zheng Qing immediately realized the deep meaning behind this rhetorical question. He bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed those three words back into his stomach.

"No, never!" He said solemnly and righteously: "Over at Qingqiu Mansion, I just occasionally go to see Bo Saidong... When I transform into a cat, I only stay with you!"

The witch's face softened slightly, she hummed softly, and walked forward again, but this time her steps were slower, allowing the wizard to follow easily.

Proceed to the first floor.

Jiang Yu took out a heavy crimson cloak from her handbag and threw it to Zheng Qing.

"Hurry up and put it on, get ready to enter." She reminded concisely, and at the same time took out another piece from her handbag and put it on herself.

Zheng Qing stroked the long velvet on his cloak and felt a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

"Stop touching!"

The witch looked at him looking back and forth, and interrupted angrily, but as soon as the words came out, she seemed to think of something again, her face turned red again, she bit her lip, and explained quickly: "This cloak is It is knitted with the velvet of Maolong, and it is the velvet that the 'Big Mao' who brought us to Shanglinyuan just shed before summer last year... Don't worry about so much, just put it on first!"

She took the cloak back from Zheng Qing's hands, put it on him roughly, tightened the tie on the collar, and pulled fiercely.

Zheng Qing felt like his tongue was being strangled out.

He rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue.

The witch finally couldn't help it, smiled, and then kicked him lightly: "What's wrong with learning? Learn from Li Meng's childishness! Do you think you are still underage?"

Having said that, she finally loosened the ties in her hands.

Zheng Qing realized that the witch was not that angry anymore.

"Why do you wear such a thick cloak? Isn't this for winter?" He pulled at the fluffy fluff on the edge of the cloak and tried to jump up and down twice.

Not as heavy as expected.

"You'll need it on your way in."

The witch still didn't explain too much. She took his arm again, turned around, and led him towards the dinner and dance. At the same time, she reminded in a low voice: "Be sure to stand up straight. I chose such a light cloak for you just so that you can Don't walk like a baboon..."

Her voice stopped abruptly as the two of them descended the last step.

Zheng Qing knew why she shut up.

Because it was on the first floor of the castle, the front hall that was originally empty before he went upstairs was now crowded with guests returning from watching the performance.

Young wizards wearing gorgeous cloaks and holding each other's arms were filing in from the gate of the castle in pairs, walking along the red carpet towards the depths of the castle. Most of them were together. There is a combination of a wizard and a witch, but there are also wonderful and special combinations such as wizard and wizard, witch and witch, wizard and raccoon, witch and flower sperm, etc.

A solemn and magical march floats in the air.

It gave the entire hall a solemn color.

The team was quiet and solemn.

There were hardly many people talking to each other.

Zheng Qing could clearly sense that many young wizards and witches were very interested in the pair of himself and Jiang Yu who were walking down the stairs. They kept tilting their heads and staring at them closely, but that was all. The steps under my feet did not pause at all, and moved forward slowly with the flow of people from beginning to end.

A strong force came from the arm.

Jiang Yu pulled him and took a step forward, very cleverly integrating into the marching team that was originally as precise as gears.

Walking in front of the two of them, the witch in a pink cloak turned back and winked at Zheng Qing.

"Remember to thank me."

Vivian O'Brien reminded silently with her mouth.

Zheng Qing suppressed the curiosity in his heart, knowing that now was not the time to whisper. He tried to straighten his body, matched the steps of the witch, and played the role of a qualified dance partner.

After following the team around the corner, Zheng Qing suddenly discovered that the colors around him were slowly fading away, the golden tassels gradually turned into silver, the blue-gray slate turned into white marble, and everything seemed to begin to become transparent, even the stone under his feet. On the red carpet, the colors are getting lighter and lighter.

Soon, he realized it was more than just a change in color.

The cold air is coming.

The warmth washed over the young wizards unbridledly.

Zheng Qing felt that every step he took was walking in the heavy winter snow for nine cold days. In a daze, he suddenly realized that the decorations that had faded from color seemed to be carved from ice.

When they realized this, the carpet under their feet had turned into a fluffy snow blanket, and the sound of creaking footsteps continued. The entire team officially entered a long corridor made of snow and ice.

"Get ready to take off your cloak."

Jiang Yu's subtle voice came to his ears.

Without her reminder, Zheng Qing had already noticed a transparent arch like a crystal carving appearing at the end of the corridor. An elk with beautiful big antlers on its head was turning out from the side of the arch, lowered its head, took the guests' cloaks with its horns, and then Take small steps and turn to the other side of the arch.

The young wizards walking in front took off their heavy cloaks one by one and threw them on the elk's head. Then they held the hands of their dance partners and entered the arch with their chests and heads raised.

After the arch, there is still a long corridor.

But as far as the eye can see, the color of this corridor is no longer so single. On the corner window sill, you can faintly see traces of very light green, like the buds that have just sprouted in early spring. The young wizards walking in this corridor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. The atmosphere gradually thawed, and voices began to greet each other in their ears.

“Winter should be quiet and serious, spring should be noisy and lively.”

Jiang Yu's voice rang in Zheng Qing's ears again, briefly explaining to him the reason for the change in the surrounding atmosphere: "... Letting young wizards experience the process of going from winter to spring is another ancient tradition of Shanglin Garden... Of course, there are People say that the old people arranged it this way so that we can feel the wonderful and subtle changes between death and life in this transformation process. I doubt that many people can understand that kind of thing."

"How are you going to thank me!"

Vivian, who had been walking in front of the two of them, slowed down, tilted her head, and looked at Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu: "It is not that simple to make a space for you..."

Her dance partner was a blond witch who was looking at Zheng Qing with the same curious eyes.