Monster Hunting High School

For the students of First University, this year’s Christmas is just as interesting as in previous years.

For example, several great wizards with druid titles in the school activated many tall pine and cypress trees, and then hung them with colorful small gifts, allowing them to drag heavy footsteps around the campus. Students who have empty hands or are alone will be kindly given a Christmas gift - this is a traditional program on Christmas Day at First University and is part of the 'Holiday Care Action for Campus Vulnerable Groups' initiated by the Student Union. .

For another example, the school working committee created a large number of puppet snowmen. The small ones were only about a foot tall, and the big ones were just over a meter tall. Because today is Christmas, as usual, the campus is always covered with thick snow. With these snowmen active in the snow, it adds a bit of vitality to the entire campus.

Of course, that's not all these snowmen do. Their more important role lies in their big, fluffy bellies. Those thick snowballs are perfect tools for hiding from view.

If a boy wants to give a Christmas gift to the witch he likes, but is too embarrassed to give it out in public, he can stop a wandering snowman in the snow and stuff the gift into the snowman. In the belly of the snowman, insert the paper crane talisman into the snowman's head. The snowman will follow the guidance of the paper crane talisman and deliver the gift to the witch.

Because the snowman cannot speak and is loyal, he is regarded as an excellent 'Santa Claus'.

In comparison, the other batch of postmen seemed a bit noisy.

This year, the Santa Claus responsible for delivering gifts to the students is not the traditional paper puppet, nor the elk and sleigh as rumored, but a mouse and a pumpkin.

Yes, the ones pulling Santa’s sleigh this year are not reindeer, but big mice with sleek coats; and the cars that these mice are pulling flying around are not Santa’s sleigh, but round sleighs. pumpkin car; if a nimble student lifts those 'Santa Claus' hats, you can see the big snow-white beards under the hat brim, but with pointed mouths - yes, this year's Christmas The old man is also played by a mouse.

"This is not the Year of the Rat, why are there so many rats in the school!" A short witch complained to her companions in a low voice as she passed by Zheng Qing: "In the morning, I met three rats in a row driving a pumpkin cart to me in the cafeteria. Sending gifts...Those sharp-tongued guys talk in weird ways and look dirty. I really don’t know why the school chose them as messengers.”

Although her tone seemed to be full of dissatisfaction, Zheng Qing always felt that she was showing off something both inside and outside her words.

"Yeah," the short witch's companion curled her lips and muttered: "I also think the school is playing some trick... You said, the school asked us to catch mice some time ago, is it just to let them pull the pumpkin cart? This Is this considered animal cruelty? Can we protest to Dan Hager?”

Zheng Qing didn't know whether letting a mouse pull the cart was an act of abuse, but he knew that the two little girls did say one thing wrong. But before he could speak, Dr. Xiao Da, who was walking beside him, couldn't help but jump out.

"Well," Xiao Xiao coughed, stuck his head and interrupted the conversation between the two witches, and reminded in a low voice: "This year is the Year of Wuzi. Although it is still one month away from New Year's Eve, it is undoubtedly the Year of the Rat... In addition, Danhag will not accept public interest litigation filed by natural persons. If you want to protest against the abuse of rats in the school, you have a higher chance of being accepted by submitting relevant documents to the court of parliament next month.”

The two witches were obviously startled by Dr. Xiao's sudden interruption. They turned their heads and glanced at him blankly, then surrounded each other and ran away as if they had been stung by a wasp.

All that was left in the snow was a string of laughter and a short wizard who stood blankly on the spot, his face looking red and white.

"What a stupid move." Fatty Xin, who was walking behind Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao, finally caught up with the two of them, panting and commenting.

It is now 1:50 in the afternoon, less than ten minutes before the start time of life class.

Today is Thursday, and in the afternoon there is a compulsory general education class for the whole school, a life class.

Although it is a required course, because the course is simple and the credits are not high, everyone is not very enthusiastic about taking the class. As the end of the term approaches, students prefer to spend their limited study time on courses such as talismans, magic texts, and pharmacy.

Including the Exoneration Hunting Team, the vast majority of students will squeeze their noon time to the limit - some students will even ask for a sick note from the school hospital to take an afternoon of sick leave - so, similar to what Zheng Qing and others stepped on Entering the classroom on time is naturally not an outrageous thing.

"It's really stupid." Zhang Jixin nodded in agreement and analyzed: "Even if it is the Year of the Rat, there shouldn't be so many rats in the school... In other words, in the Year of the Dragon, there will be ice chichi all over the streets. Are dragons like crocodiles flying around?”

Fatty Xin's eyes widened, filled with shock at his companion's words.

"That's not what I mean when I say stupid!" The fat man corrected loudly: "Is your brain full of muscles? Can you think flexibly about the taboos and key points when wizards and witches communicate!"

"Does this have anything to do with what Xiao Xiao said just now?" Zhang Jixin was puzzled.

While talking, Zheng Qing, who was walking in front of a few people, suddenly lamented: "Damn it, here we go again..."

Before he finished speaking, a bolt of yellow lightning, wrapped in a cloud of snowflakes, swept down from the treetops not far away. With a hint of whistling, it plunged into the snowdrift in front of the young public-funded student.

When Zheng Qing was hesitating whether to run away immediately, the snowdrift squirmed a few times, and a little mouse wearing a red robe, a ridiculous pointed hat, and a big white beard on his face crawled out. .

"Astronomy Class 08-1, Jiuyou College, First University, classmate Zheng Qing, student number 2008TW-1-002, you have a Christmas gift, please sign for it!"

"Bah, bah, bah, my ancestors, what a damn weather!"

The little mouse complained sharply, raised his head at the same time, and looked around: "Excuse me, can someone help me dig the pumpkin cart out of the snow? It's so hard to give you gifts on a snowy day, you guys?" You won’t be able to help even with this little help!”

Xiao Xiao held the notebook and turned a blind eye to what happened to the little mouse. Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin also crossed their arms, looking like they were watching a joke.

Only Zheng Qing, after sighing a few times, knelt down and helped the little mouse dig the pumpkin cart out of the snow.

Judging from his skillful movements, it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this.