Monster Hunting High School

Lights lit up in the smashed glass windows, and angry shouts rang out in the quiet alley.

Zheng Qing held his breath and wanted to run away, but he had no choice but to hit his feet. A miserable whimper came from beside him. He looked over and saw that the puppy was holding his trousers in its mouth. Its narrow eyes were wide and wide, staring at him closely. , and wagged his tail in a flattering way.

"You bear witness, I'm not here now." He nodded irresponsibly. He didn't care about the angry eyes of the little guy at all. He pushed the car and wanted to run away, but his trousers were immediately dragged down. Lowering his head helplessly, Zheng Qing saw that the puppy's hind legs were unnaturally tilted backwards. It seemed that he had been injured in the fight just now.

Seeing the puppy insisting on biting his trousers and listening to its low whimpering, Zheng Qing felt pity in his heart for some reason. In a panic, without having time to think about it, he reached out and grabbed the puppy's top pattern and pulled it away. He threw it in the basket of his car and ran away quickly amidst a burst of curses coming from the window.

The distance of one hundred and ten meters ended in an instant. When he came to the street, looking at the bright lights around him, Zheng Qing let out a heavy breath. Looking back, the night sky was still silent and peaceful, and I could only vaguely see a huge black shadow moving into the distance.

The puppy lying lazily in the basket raised its head and looked at Zheng Qing. Its shiny black eyes were as charming as the endless starry sky. Zheng Qing suddenly felt that maybe it would be better to take this little guy home. After all, this is one corpse with two lives, or one corpse with many lives. If he just threw it on the street, the injured puppy might not even survive. I can't even make it through tomorrow morning.

In a hurry to get home, he didn't notice the sly smile on the face of the puppy in the basket, otherwise he would have immediately taken out a handful of talismans and hit the little thing hard.

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Endless red, thick and colorful red, overwhelming red is the only color in the entire space. It seemed to be rendered with blood, filling the whole world with an aura of chilling and despair. Zheng Qing stood alone in this endless red, fixed, stunned, silly, just watching silently Watching this monotonous world.

Gradually, a soft murmur sounded in this monotonous world, getting louder and louder, until finally, a wild and ear-splitting sound echoed in this space, as if tens of millions of wild wolves were looking at the moon sadly. The roar is like thousands of armored men beating drums and shouting in the wilderness, contradictory and heavy.

But Zheng Qing, who was standing alone in this space, didn't feel anything. He just stood there quietly with his arms open and his eyes closed. More and more red clouds accumulated, and thicker and thicker blood-red clouds gradually formed above Zheng Qing's head, getting heavier and heavier until they finally submerged Zheng Qing.

"Plop," with a scream, Zheng Qing climbed up from under the bed. This was the first time he fell under the bed again. Zheng Qing was a little helpless, but he had no choice but to tie himself to the bed and sleep.

Compared with the experience of having headaches hitting the wall and sleepwalking in the closet when I was a child, falling off the bed while sleeping does not seem to be a big problem.

Rubbing his somewhat swollen forehead, Zheng Qing completely forgot about the blood-red color in his dream. He only remembered that he was being chased by a huge thing. He woke up after chasing him. As for his clear memory, he still stayed at that. On the big eagle with a pair of emerald eyes.

Speaking of the big eagle, he raised his head and searched around nervously. Soon, he saw the sleeping puppy in the pile of clothes beside his bed.

Yesterday I was a little dizzy, so I just cleaned the puppy casually, and then fell asleep on my own. Unexpectedly, the puppy also consciously found a comfortable place. Reaching out his hand to scratch the puppy's big erect ears, Zheng Qing felt that this puppy was so cute.

I glanced at the alarm clock next to my pillow. It was not yet six o'clock.

Zheng Qing quietly walked to the balcony with bare feet and looked up at the sky.

Well, the morning star is still on.

He took out a handful of golden particles and sprinkled them on the window edge of the balcony. Zheng Qing glanced sideways at the corner of the wall, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then closed his eyes, breathed out in his dantian, and slowly extended his fists and legs to the rhythm of his own breathing.

It feels very much like Tai Chi, but not at all. Zheng Qing has been practicing this guidance technique for nearly seven years, and he persists in it every day according to his husband's requirements.

The paper ball in the corner began to move.

After a while, a small, plump thing with ocher-colored skin climbed up the window sill along the smooth wall. When Zheng Qing finished a few punches and was concentrating, he saw the little thing stuffing things into his mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Zheng Qing adjusted his breathing and looked at the mouse happily.

The little thing ignored it and just kept stuffing these small golden particles into his mouth. When his cheek pouches bulged brightly, he wiped his beard and stopped for a while.

The species of this mouse is unknown, but it looks like a guinea pig. It has a short and thick body, round ears, black eyes, short limbs and no tail, but is only the size of a fist. It also looks a bit like a hamster, with a petite body, skin on its cheeks, and sharp incisors. Ever since I discovered this little thing as a child, its shape has basically remained unchanged, which is amazing.

Although I don’t know the species, this little thing never lacks a name. When Shuk Beta was popular as a child, this little thing was called 'Shuta' by Zheng Qing, and was always stuffed into a model airplane to fight monsters. Later, after the movie Shu Lai Bao was released, the little thing was renamed 'Dabao' , as the saying goes, the great treasure is seen every day.

After today's boxing, Zheng Qing felt refreshed and wanted to give the little thing a new name.

"Well, since I am completely free now, you can call it freedom. But the name of freedom is a bit vulgar. In English, it is free. Free means Fu Rui, which is a good sign. But looking at your fat body, this '福' should be regarded as 'fat'."

"Well, from today on, your name is Fei Rui!" Zheng Qing frowned and made a very complicated deduction. The little thing stuffed the last golden particle into his mouth, glanced at the unknown person, wiped his face steadily, walked slowly to the window, and slid along the heating pipe on one side into the small nest he had created. .

Zheng Qing pouted, rubbed his face vigorously, lazily returned to his room, fell slumped on the bed, not knowing what to do next.

Freedom, I always thought that this is the kind of life I wanted most, but after indulgence and relaxation, an uncontrollable feeling of emptiness emerged from the bottom of my heart.

I remember reading a book introducing philosophy when I was very young. There was a philosophical school, I can’t remember its name. This school explored the meaning of life, or the meaning of existence. In their view, life has no meaning. From birth to death, for decades, living an ordinary and numb life, what is the purpose of it?

Canon's soothing tone suddenly sounded. Zheng Qing touched the phone and hummed: "Moxi Moxi?"

He was asked to go out to the party again, and he couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. It was like this every day, after eating, he would go to bed, wake up and eat, or stop playing on the computer. Such comfortable days seemed so enjoyable and beautiful in the past, but now, alas. Zheng Qing found that he could not wait for the results of the college entrance examination to arrive. Regardless of whether he was good or bad, he was somewhat anxious. If he failed in the test, he could consider going out to work. If he passed the test, he could enjoy the college life he had longed for.

The sleeping puppy turned over and flicked its big fluffy tail naturally. Zheng Qing blinked, but quickly turned his head and threw the thought behind him. He must have been dazzled, he actually saw three tails just now! Although this puppy's tail is very strange and looks like a squirrel, it can't have three tails.

An illusion, definitely an illusion.

He believed in his own eyes, and even more so in his own feelings. This little thing was brought back by myself, and it was definitely not a dirty thing.

The family is not opposed to keeping small animals, as long as there are no odors or garbage. After Zheng Qing actively solved these problems, the pregnant puppy settled in Zheng Qing's house.

The days passed like this, and Zheng Qing's life was still wandering between sobriety and decadence. The only thing that made him unhappy was the puppy he rescued last time.

After the injury healed, the big-bellied puppy gave birth to a squirrel-like puppy. Then, after the squirrel grew to the size of a fist and stopped nursing, it disappeared lightly.

The flick of the tail did not take away any worries, leaving behind long hair all over the ground and a pitiful little white dog.