Monster Hunting High School

The sun sets.

The orange color rubs warmly on an abrupt mountain mouth.

At the head of the mountain mouth, a lonely courtyard stands there.

On one side of the yard is a dirt road next to a cliff. Green leaves hang on the wall made of branches. Several peach trees in the yard deliver their abundant fruits across the wall to the roadside.

On the other side of the yard is a steep slope.

On the edge of the slope, there stood a thick walnut tree, with a young man reading a book sitting, a leisurely old man lying down, and a fat ox lying down.

The cow squinted its eyes and chewed hay happily.

The old man was leaning on a recliner, holding a pipe, staring at the young man reading a book not far away with his cloudy eyes.

The young man has a fair face and a pair of dark and bright eyes. He is holding a Taoist scripture in his hand. His expression is focused but also has a leisurely and contented temperament.

a long time.

Until the orange color slowly dissipated, and a cool evening breeze blew.

The young man finally rubbed his sore eyes, put down his book and stood up. He nudged to the cow's side, lay down on the cow's heavy back, and stretched with satisfaction.

The old man knocked the ash from the barrel of his gun, took a long breath, and said:

"How's your reading going?"

"I know all the words, but I still don't quite understand the meaning." The young man replied melancholy, leaning on the back of the cow.

"It's good to know how to read." The old man pondered for a moment and sighed: "It's enough to know how to read... Starting tomorrow, you can read by yourself. Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will appear by itself. If you read too much, you will also I slowly understood.”

"Ah?" The young man sat up in shock and said in surprise: "What about you, sir?"

"Me? I'm going to build a road." The old man squinted and turned to look at the winding mountain road on the other side of the cliff.

"Isn't the road repaired? How can we repair it?" The young man scratched his head.

"Follow the road and build it farther." The old man raised the pipe in his hand and pointed deep into the mountain: "Now the road is only built from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and it has not yet entered the mountain. It is so dangerous in the mountain, and there is no road. The roads are inconvenient for everyone.”

"Then I can follow you and build it together!" The young man said with a disapproving look on his face: "You build the road in front, and I will help look at things...Old Huang Beishuo."

The scalper under him snorted disdainfully.

"Hahaha!" the old man said with a hearty smile: "The road is long and long, the road is long... You are still young, don't be so anxious! This road is too far, I have to go explore it first to see if I can It’s done.”

"is it far?"

"Far, very far... very far."

"Does it have to be repaired?"

"The road is long and long, and I will search up and down."

"That sounds difficult."

"The road is long and difficult, but the journey is about to begin." The old man smiled and knocked the dry smoke pot in his hand: "It is difficult, but the road is the most mysterious. If you don't walk, don't talk."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" The young man seemed a little uneasy: "We can wait until there are more people at the mouth of the mountain before we build the road."

"You also said you are on your way... hurry up, hurry up, and walk with your tail up. If the mountain pass you are waiting for is full of people, you won't even be able to lift up your tail." The old man smiled humorously.

The young man didn't know whether he understood the meaning, but he just scratched his head, chuckled, and leaned over to pull the ox's tail.

The ox glanced at him, its tail motionless, and its mouth still chewing unhurriedly.

Above their heads, the lush walnut trees roared and laughed in the night wind.

The old man smiled, smiled, and suddenly his expression was stunned. He stood up with difficulty and looked towards the foot of the slope.

"What's wrong?" The young man jumped up, helped the old man, and followed his gaze.

A bare piece of loess, so monotonous.

"Aren't you going to follow me to build a road?" The old man turned his head and showed a narrow smile: "Then you go to lead the way first and see if you can recognize the way home."

As he spoke, his skinny arms shook slightly.

The young man staggered and rolled down the steep slope.

"ah……"

In the empty world, only this long scream was left.

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Early mornings in northern summer are often shrouded in thin mist.

Especially in the forest park near the river, the fog seems thicker.

Fenhe Park's riverside track is surrounded by quiet river water on one side and lush willow forests on the other side.

Willow trees are planted on artificial hills and neatly maintained by the greening department. As the fog goes up the slope, it becomes thicker and thicker, making it look very strange.

Suddenly, a black cat screamed, broke through the thick fog, and rolled down the small slope.

For morning exercisers on the track, this is a very normal thing. Maybe cats and dogs were fighting in the woods, but the black cat lost and was kicked down the hillside.

Therefore, the black cat rolling on the edge of the runway did not receive much attention.

The black cat lay on the slope for a while, stretching out its claws and kicking its legs, shaking its head and tail, as if its body was covered with fleas.

After a long time, it staggered to its feet and ran away along the plastic track by the lake.

Perhaps because the body gradually became more active, the black cat's running posture became more and more flexible, and its speed gradually increased.

Until it met a familiar figure halfway.

A middle school student with an armband strapped to his arm.

The black cat's running steps came to an abrupt halt.

If middle school students notice the expression of this black cat at this moment, they will definitely find the shock and confusion in its human eyes.

However, there is no if.

The young student was immersed in the cheerful music on his mobile phone and did not notice at the first moment that there was a black cat with dark clouds and snow beside him.

But as time went by, and the black cat appeared in his sight again and again, even the dullest person would be aroused to curiosity in his heart.

With curiosity, there will naturally be corresponding actions.

In this way, a middle school student with excellent academic performance was abducted by a black cat during his morning jog.

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The black cat sent the middle school student into the ocher-yellow six-story building. After looking at the surrounding scenery wistfully, he turned around and jumped into the lush bushes not far away.

But when it passed through the bushes, it found that it was almost evening, and for some reason it returned to the willow forest on the slope of the track by the lake.

By this time the fog had dissipated.

The thin clouds on the horizon slowly began to burn.

Burn up.

The billowing clouds of fire rose up from the western sky, getting more and more intense, and getting closer and closer.

From orange, to orange-red, to red, to fiery red, and then slowly turned into bright red.

The bright red color filled the field of vision, and the sky and the earth were empty. Apart from this heavy bright red, there was no other color. A familiar but still vague murmur slowly sounded, gradually became noisier, until it filled the entire space, filling it. All senses.

The tiny figure of the black cat stood in the endless flames, gradually twisting and deforming.

As if melting away in this deep burning.

Dull thunder rolled from afar.

It's getting faster and louder.

Until the end, rumbling thunder resounded throughout the world, and the burning world continued to collapse and be destroyed with the thunder.

The figure of the black cat completely disappeared.

Where it last rested, there lay a sleeping young man.

"boom!"

As the last thunder exploded, the sleeping young man was finally awakened.

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In the dormitory, Zheng Qing, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.

A trace of scarlet appeared in his eyes, and then faded away quietly.

He muttered something and slowly closed his eyes.

He turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

Under the moonlight, short black hair was quietly spreading between his bare arms.