Hunting College

The afternoon meeting was over, it was almost half past one in the afternoon.

　　 There is only more than half an hour before the formal class at two o'clock. It is not enough for a lunch break, and it is too late to go to the library. Maybe the front foot has just found an empty space in the library, and the back foot will run numbly towards the teaching building.

　　 sent away the little monk Shi Yuan, only the members of the 403 dormitory were left in the house.

　　 Until then, Zheng Qing turned his attention to Xiao Xiao.

　　 In today's meeting, Dr. Xiao Da hardly spoke—this is a very rare situation—intuitively told public-funded students that the doctor must have found something, but it was inconvenient to tell everyone.

　　 "What did you find?" Zheng Qing walked to the doctor, lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice.

　　 Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, not surprising Zheng Qing's discovery.

　　 "Is the goat's milk delicious?" He answered softly if he had a point.

　　 Zheng Qing glanced at several empty goat milk bottles placed on the table and blinked.

　　 "Not bad." He praised it sincerely.

　　 "When did you think goat's milk is good?" Xiao Xiao changed his questioning method.

　　 is as dull as Zheng Qing, and he can also hear the cryptic meaning of this questioning method.

　　 "So, it's related to goat milk, right?" Fatty Xin has been paying attention to the chat in this small corner since just now. He listened carefully with one ear upright, and finally couldn't help but interject:

　　 "Actually, I also noticed that there seems to be more people who drink goat milk recently... Usually, few people go to fight goat milk except me, but there was a queue in that place this morning! There must be a problem!"

　　 "That sounds a bit weird indeed." Zheng Qing suddenly remembered the theme of today's meeting and couldn't help confirming: "Are Linguo's black goat male or female?"

　　 "Of course!" Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes: "Have you ever seen a female goat with such big horns?"

"If I were you, I would be more cautious before expressing my opinion." Fatty Xin raised a stubby index finger and shook it in front of his companion. He said in an old-school wizard's unique teaching tone: "...you have to know, you It's a wizarding university now. There is no possibility that magic can't do it."

"Although the **** of Linguo is a ram, this does not rule out the relationship between the two things." Xiao Xiao leaned back and stretched out: "On the contrary, there must be something in it. What's the relationship... Brother Qing somehow likes to drink goat's milk, and Linguo's black goat is missing again."

　　 Zheng Qing suddenly remembered last night, the hideous phantom of the outside **** in the northern district of Beta Town.

　　 He instinctively felt that there was a cryptic clue running through these nodes, extending to the depths of the known or unknown fog.

"...Many times, before the crisis comes, pets are always easier to detect the situation than wizards," Xiao Xiao finally concluded: "It's like the earth dragon rolls over before the mouse jumps around, and the group of beasts leave the forest after the silence returns. In this kind of problem. We cannot let go of any subtle clues."

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Zheng Qing subconsciously thought of Liu Feifei’s missing snake, and then realized that Poseidon seemed to be not too sticky lately-of course, it was because of too much work in the past two or three weeks. Take more time to take care of the relationship with the little fox, but it cannot be ruled out that the little fox has a'new love'.

　　 With this worry, Zheng Qing did not go to the teaching building immediately after the luncheon, but went to the petting garden first.

　　 The guard at the Pet Garden is still an acquaintance, Deng Xiaojian.

　　 "When did you take care of the petting farm?" Zheng Qing asked curiously when filling out the visit application form.

　　 "Temporary help." Deng Xiaojian replied concisely with a black face.

　　 He would not tell his junior that he had lost a bet in a hunting game, and had to do this drudgery. According to his own wishes, he would never waste time on such trivial matters. With that spare time, is it not good to run two laps on the hunting ground?

　　 While talking, the student on duty took the application form and entered Yuanzi to find Poseidon.

　　 But soon he walked out empty-handed.

　　 "Are there?" After hearing the answer from the petting court guard, the young public-funded student yelled in a gaffe: "What does it mean to be absent? My pet is not here, where is it?"

　　 For a moment, the appearance of the tragic death of the little white cat with its eyes gouged out appeared in his mind, the black goat that Lin Guo had lost, and the vaguely angry appearance of the owner of the Qingqiu Mansion.

　　 This made him involuntarily fight a cold war.

　　 The pet garden guard turned his head slightly to avoid Zheng Qing's sound waves.

Zheng Qing noticed that some passing students outside the courtyard were looking here with interest, and suddenly lowered the volume: "You can't lose my pet like this... This is legally responsible... We have Is there a contractual relationship?"

　　 "Limited liability. The school has always only assumed limited liability for the pets left in the school." Deng Xiaojian corrected the boys' views very politely, and reminded: "Moreover, it is not someone else who picked up Poseidon..."

　　 said, he flipped through the notepad in his arms to find another application form and stuffed it under the nose of the young public student.

"Su Ya, this is the name left by the little fox girl." The pet garden watcher said with a serious analysis: "It sounds like it has something to do with Qingqiu Mansion... But she is holding a note signed by you. You and Does Qingqiu Mansion still matter?"

　　 Zheng Qing heaved a sigh of relief, but was shocked by Deng Xiaojian’s question and held his breath.

"It doesn't matter," he replied dryly, and at the same time complained in an aggrieved tone: "When did I sign the slip... It's just that I have traded some talisman paper before~www.readwn.com~ They like Poland very much. Saiddon...this time it must be that little girl who made her own claim!"

　　 Deng Xiaojian glanced at him suspiciously, but finally didn't say anything.

　　 "This is your business." He shrugged and retracted the two application forms-since the magic stamp was verified, the rest has nothing to do with the pet garden.

　　 Zheng Qing wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and made a vicious note in his heart for a little fox girl.

　　 He can't do much even if he remembers it.

　　 But there must be an attitude.

　　 Looking at the pocket watch, it was less than a quarter of an hour before class. The boy gave up his plan to go to the Qingqiu Mansion immediately, and after bidding farewell to the petting court guard, he went straight to the teaching building.

　　 Hurry up, and finally sit in his seat before Teacher Zhang enters the classroom.

　　 As soon as my heart relaxed, the exhaustion that had been suppressed for a noon surged like a tide.

　　 The sun in May is very soft.

　　 There is no hotness of July and August, nor the coldness of March and April. It falls on people and is warm, most suitable for the reproduction of sleepworms. After only sitting in the classroom for half an hour, Zheng Qing felt that his eyelids were about to stick together.

　　 "It's time to take insecticide... Is there a sand bug again in school?"

　　 This is the last moment before losing consciousness, the only thought left in the wizard's heart.

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