Hunting College

　　 Maybe because of the departure of the master.

　　 The light bugs hanging on the dragon's blood vine seemed a lot more relaxed.

　　 The brilliance of their belly began to change slightly.

　　 may be bright or dark, with varying degrees of severity.

　　Some bugs even broke through the silvery white color, with other colors.

　　 Zheng Qing saw a light bug lying on the mouth of the green bee wine bottle, sipping the remaining liquor, and the light from his abdomen turned into a trembling pale green.

　　 If in normal times, he would be very interested in leaning over, and by the way, he pulled Xiao Xiao to let him explain.

　　 But now, he has worse things to deal with.

　　 "Although I don't mind buying you some small gifts, the prices of these things are indeed beyond my budget."

　　 Zheng Qing looked at several companions and said very seriously: "You have to find a way to fill in some holes for me."

　　 The performance of the other young wizards in the private room was different.

　　 Xiao Xiao pinched his chin, staring at the stars in the sky, without focus, nodding thoughtfully.

　　 But looking at his erratic eyes, Zheng Qing wondered if he was listening to him.

　　 And the other two drank too much idiot, let alone count on it.

　　 Fatty Xin had two red clouds on his originally white cheeks, and his nose glowed red for some reason, looking like an inferior clown.

　　 At this moment, he was squatting in front of the dead rat demon's corpse, mumbling seriously and praying for it.

　　 Of course, if the fat man didn't put knives, forks, plates, sauces, seasonings and other things beside the rat demon, his prayers would be more religious.

　　 Relatively speaking, Zhang Jixin seems to be more reassuring.

　　 Compared with the fat man, the red-faced boy's face after drinking is no different from usual.

　　 He didn't do anything excessive to the small animals in the house such as the rat demon or the light bug.

　　 It's just that he seemed to think of himself as a bug, collapsed on the sofa, and stretched out.

　　...Gushing...gushing...gushing...

　　 steadily arched from one end of the sofa to the other, then turned back and arched back.

　　 "You souls are pale!" Zheng Qing held his head in despair: "Do you want me to carry you back?!"

　　 "What did you say?" Xiao Xiao finally recovered, and glanced at him.

　　 "I mean, these things are too expensive!" Zheng Qing immediately took the conversation. He rubbed his hands, his eyes flowed around several companions, focusing on their pockets.

　　 Xiao Xiao is very keenly aware of his unfinished meaning.

　　 "Consultation fee." The short watermelon head adjusted his robe quite proudly, and looked at Zheng Qing with a lovely smile.

　　 Zheng Qing also very quickly understood the meaning of these three words Xiao Xiao-he should be referring to the cost of answering questions for himself on weekdays.

　　 This statement is very reasonable. From the beginning of school to the present, Xiao Xiao has indeed given him a lot of effective information.

　　 For wizards, knowledge is money.

　　 Zheng Qing remembered the shabby shirt of the boy with watermelon head, put down his arms sullenly, agreed with his statement, and nodded with fate.

　　 Before the black coffee table, Fatty Xin had finished praying before the meal.

The corpse of the rat demon was placed securely on the gold-engraved dinner plate. The head and tail were cut off, and the body was neatly cut into two pieces, with a few green onions sprinkled on it, and a few Road brightly colored sauce.

　　Gui knows where he turned out the seasoning!

　　 This fat man also tied a handkerchief around his neck to serve as a napkin-this handkerchief was originally placed on the armrest of the sofa, and I don't know how many people have sat under the buttocks.

　　 At this moment, he is holding a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand, with a peaceful face and a full smile, preparing for ‘いただきます’ (itadakimasu).

　　 "You can't eat this thing!"

　　 Zheng Qing dragged him up from the coffee table and threw him on the sofa. By the way, he pressed Zhang Jixin who was gushing back and forth on the sofa.

　　 "I am a man who wants to eat all over the world!"

　　 The fat guy howled, struggling, and staggered to his feet.

　　 Zhang Jixin, who had just been smashed under him, followed, and jumped up:

　　 "Break the cocoon and turn the butterfly! I am the man who wants to break the shackles!"

　　 The two drunks glanced at each other and held each other's hands tightly, tears in their eyes.

　　 "Break the shackles, real man!"

　　 "Eat all over the world, I respect you as a man!"

　　 Zheng Qing stood aside, his face was sour and awkward and speechless.

　　 "It would be great if there is a video recorder." He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Xiao.

　　 "Indeed, I should bring a few image flowers." Xiao Xiao also expressed his regret from the perspective of a wizard.

　　 "It's a man, first make up for me!" Zheng Qing turned around, and spit on the two guys angrily: "Otherwise, just sit down for me!"

　　 Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin had dim eyes and staggered footsteps, but it is amazing that they also clearly understood Zheng Qing's meaning.

　　 "Is it dying, I need money!" Fatty Xin hammered his chest with a look of pride: "I am a man who wants to eat all over the world! The big deal is to sell you my life!"

　　 "Yes, yes!" Zhang Jixin kept his tongue out and nodded: "It's good to sell your life! It's good to sell your life! Talking about money hurts feelings!"

"Straighten your tongue before you speak," Zheng Qing held his forehead and sighed: "What do you mean by'death'! And... you sold your life for a talisman, aren't you afraid that your brother will break your leg? "

　　, he squinted at the red-faced boy~www.readwn.com~ Zhang Jixin seemed to be taken aback, couldn't help but hiccup, and then furiously said:

　　 "I am the man who wants to break through the shackles! Break the cocoon and transform the butterfly, start with your life!"

　　 "It's extremely! It's extremely!" Fatty Xin was also yelling at the same time: "I'm not afraid of working hard, I'm afraid that I can't eat good things?"

　　 "……"

　　Drunk people have no logic at all.

　　 Zheng Qing sighed, feeling completely unable to communicate with these two idiots.

　　 "Do you want to sign a contract." Xiao Xiao asked gloomily behind the two.

　　 said, he took a piece of parchment paper and a bright red quill from his pocket, and handed it to the two drunks.

　　 Zheng Qing vaguely saw the gilded characters of "Deed of Selling Body" on the front of the parchment scroll.

　　 "Sign, sign...hiccup!" Zhang Jixin made another hiccup.

　　 "You are a grandson if you don't sign!" Fatty Xin lifted his chin, trying to make a look of contempt.

　　 "I dare to sign, do you dare to sign?" The red-faced boy tilted his head and looked at the fat man sideways.

　　 "If you dare, I will dare!" Fatty Xin's red nose gleamed in the dim room.

　　 The two drunken humanoid beasts began to stare at each other and blow.

　　 The light bugs on the dragon's blood vine trembled their belly just right, and the flickering light hit the faces of the two drunks, making this tit-for-tat feeling more intense.

　　 "This is not so good." Zheng Qing seemed a little uneasy.

　　 "It doesn't matter at all." Xiao Xiao raised the contract in his hand and handed him a relieved look: "A private employment contract valid for one year, buying two strong labors, is very cost-effective."

　　 "No, I'm just worried about whether the contract under the drunken state will be invalid." Zheng Qing was very sincere, saying that the watermelon head had completely misunderstood what he meant.