Monster Hunting High School

The afternoon talisman class was more difficult than Zheng Qing had imagined.

On the pocket watch, the slender second hand beat one by one, without any rush or slowness, which made people anxious to watch. The color of the sunlight outside the window also changed from strong to light, and then shadowy, gradually falling behind the teaching building.

In the classroom, almost all the students pricked up their ears and stared at the teacher's book on the blackboard, fearing that they would miss a line or a half and end up in the examination room regretting it.

Teacher Zhang stood on the podium and taught the students the key points and difficulties of this year's Fu Lu semester final exam very seriously, occasionally mixing in some of her experiences from the exam that year - for many students, the little tips she taught even It attracts more attention than some review points.

But Zheng Qing was sitting under the podium, pretending to listen carefully while anxiously anticipating Dean Yao's summons. Most of his hopes now rest on Professor Yao.

"As long as Lao Yao cooperates with me to complete this plan, I promise not to drink millet porridge for a month!"

The young public-sponsored student stared at the blackboard with his eyes blankly, and his mind was filled with this thought - because Professor Yao's name is 'Yao Xiaomi', on weekdays, whenever his classmates are dissatisfied with him, they will always shout, "Three or five". In groups, go to the canteen or pedestrian street to drink two bowls of millet porridge. So much so that millet porridge has gradually become one of the most popular delicacies in Jiuyou College.

Not drinking millet porridge for a month, in Zheng Qing's opinion, is already a very sincere sign.

Perhaps he heard the young public-sponsored student’s heartfelt prayer.

Halfway through the Talisman class, a blue paper crane suddenly wiped the crack of the door and broke into the classroom from the outside. Then he hovered in front of Teacher Zhang - this is the default classroom order of First University. During class, if there is a paper crane looking for someone, it must be approved by the teacher.

Lecturer Zhang, who was analyzing a high-level talisman for everyone on the podium, was a little annoyed when his train of thought was interrupted by the paper crane. But when she saw the label on the paper crane, she couldn't help showing a bit of surprise on her face.

"Zheng Qing?" She raised her head and looked straight towards the back of the classroom. Her tone was much gentler than her expression: "Classmate Zheng Qing... Do you want to take a look at the paper crane Professor Yao gave you now?"

Zheng Qing stood up with a huff.

Because he stood too fast, he accidentally knocked the desk in front of him a little crooked. The harsh sound of the table legs rubbing against the floor increasingly attracted the attention of many people.

"Would you... take a look..." The young public-funded student nervously adjusted the big sunglasses on his face, his voice seemed a bit high-pitched due to the urgency. This time, even Xiao Xiao, who was sitting next to him, raised his head from his notebook and looked at him.

"Do you want it or not?" Teacher Zhang felt a little happy after hearing the wizard's answer.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and felt his blood rising. An awkward smile appeared on his face, but he still repeated in a very clear voice: "I want to see."

The female lecturer on the podium smiled and said nothing. Instead, she let go of her hand and let the paper crane fly towards the back row of the classroom. At the same time, she coughed softly, attracting the attention of those in the class who had just wandered back:

"Okay, everyone else is going to look at the blackboard again. Let's continue analyzing this talisman... Student Xin, please turn your head to the front."

"Teacher, I also want to see what is written on the paper crane." Fatty Xin raised his hand with a smile and said half-complainingly. Zheng Qing took advantage of the cover of the desk, raised his leg and kicked the fat man on the butt, telling him to shut up.

"If that paper crane was given to you by Professor Yao, then I can agree to your request." Teacher Zhang politely refused the fat man's request, then turned around, knocked on the blackboard hard, and raised his voice slightly: "Come on, let's continue analyzing this 'Ping Qi Talisman'."

"I just finished explaining how to write the word 'Shang' at the top."

"Then we look at the lower left side of the word 'Shang', which is shaped like the word 'Qu' in cursive script. It is slightly raised, slightly connected, to the bottom, and then sharply lifted, entering the upper right and jumping out; and the lower right side of the word 'Shang' is 'Gong' The shape is folded horizontally, with a total of seven strokes, and the strokes are continuous. Do not lift the pen after writing. "

"Why can't you pick up a pen?"

"This is related to two key points when writing the 'Ping Qi Talisman'."

"First, in the second step just mentioned, you must pick in from the upper right; second, we will talk about the sixth step in a moment. The horizontal line that ends the pen must be from the upper right to the lower left, and there can be any white spots. , but you can’t write consecutively, otherwise the energy will not escape.”

"If you just picked up the pen in the third step, then when you put the pen away at the end, the air holes will also be blocked..."

On the podium, Teacher Zhang was immersed in Jiqu Niya's rune analysis in just the blink of an eye. The students in the audience, after being distracted for a few minutes, forced themselves to record the analysis method of the teacher on the stage word for word. According to Teacher Zhang, there will definitely be a question in the final exam that has never been taught in class. The talismans require students to use their brains and find ways to interpret them.

Including but not limited to the key points of writing the talisman, what are the basic runes used, how to combine the talisman galls, how to outline the talisman feet, etc. If you just memorize by rote and fail to understand the methods taught by the teacher in class, then even memorizing the entire "Basic Talismans" for the first year of college will not help.

Of course, when talking about this matter, Teacher Zhang also specifically added that there are exceptions to the rule of being able to write all basic talismans proficiently. This sentence earned Zheng Qing another wave of envious and jealous looks.

Just like now, young public-funded students can openly receive paper cranes in class, while other students can only listen to the lectures on the stage and cannot take a nap.

This is one of the privileges good students can enjoy.

However, Zheng Qing does not feel any happiness or joy now.

Because he just opened the paper crane.

There is only one short line on the paper crane.

"The symptoms are known. It's not abnormal. Pay attention to rest. We'll talk after the class meeting on Sunday."

One line, eighteen words, plus punctuation marks, a total of twenty-two characters. Xu was a little anxious when writing, and the handwriting on the letter paper was a bit sloppy, which was in sharp contrast to the professor's usual vigorous and powerful writing.

Zheng Qing stared at the letter expressionlessly and remained silent for five minutes.

Then he bravely raised his hand.

Teacher Zhang, who had just talked about the sixth step of writing the 'Ping Qi Talisman', had to stop again and signaled the young public-funded student to stand up and speak.

"Teacher, I have something to do and need to go out." Zheng Qing said bravely.

"Now?" Teacher Zhang looked a little surprised.

Zheng Qing responded with a wry smile, and at the same time vaguely glanced at the piece of paper on the table. It seems that he wants to tell the teacher that he is helpless.

The lecturer on the stage seemed a little frustrated, but did not stop him. He just gave a final warning: "Well, remember to read Xiao Xiao's class notes after class. There is some new content in today's class..."

Zheng Qing listened and nodded his head quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes after hearing this and said nothing.