Hunting College

Shop 99, Pedestrian Street, Beta Town.

Three in the bookstore.

The charcoal fire in the small stove has turned dark purple, and the spout of the red clay teapot on the stove weakly spit out a puff of pearl-colored mist, which deposited downward, making the color of the charcoal fire even more dim.

The amber tea in the tea bowl is already cold.

The yellow flower raccoon snorted, wrinkled a bowl of amber, and dispelled the scene reflected in the amber-the green vines rising from the ground pierced the sky, connecting two worlds between different dimensions. The silhouettes of the young wizards are like a few ants, slowly climbing up from the feet of the vine.

The tabby cat shook his beard, tugged his ears back, and then pushed up his hips and collapsed his shoulders, stretching his waist comfortably. The furry tail swept wildly behind it, like a beckoning gesture in a welcome ceremony.

Outside the window, the moon star is rare.

Because it is late in the night, there are few pedestrians on the street, and the nearby shops have been closed long ago. Only a certain window on the second floor of the "Wandering Bar" diagonally across the street flashes a faint light, just like underneath it. It's the same as a bookstore.

The yellow flower raccoon looked back and glanced at the reclining chair not far behind him.

The owner of Sanyou Bookstore was squinting and snore comfortably. The reading glasses on the bridge of his nose were already sliding to the tip of his nose, as if it would fall off his face in the next second.

"Many old guys just fell asleep like this." The yellow lily slapped his nose again, stared at Mr. Wu maliciously, and said sarcastically: "As the saying goes,'Why sleep for a long time before you die, you will sleep forever after death' ...What is the difference between opening your eyes and closing your eyes? Pretending to be the most disgusting."

The purring on the recliner stopped for a few seconds.

Mr. Wu twisted his body, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at the tabby cat: "It's over?"

Then he glanced at the sky.

"It's been a long night." Mr. muttered.

The fur on the yellow raccoon's neck suddenly exploded: "You obviously haven't slept! Why should I keep staring!"

"This is the ritual sense of life. I have said it many times." The owner of Sanyou Bookstore helped the glasses to stop the tendency of it to continue to fall, and then replied slowly: "Since I want to live as a person In this world, we are about to live like a person... Open your eyes to be awake, close your eyes to fall asleep, and naturally you cannot see when you fall asleep. This is the rule."

"Besides, the unknown is the most beautiful experience we can experience. It is the source of all magic and art... Open your eyes and turn the unknown into the known, and life will be less fun. Just like I understand all the problems. The root cause, but I am not going to solve all problems... When you stand on my height, you will understand the meaning of these words."

"Shit!" The yellow raccoon vomited a ball of fur angrily.

"Look," Mr. Wu watched the fur ball rolling into the depths of the bookshelf with a smile, and nodded with satisfaction: "You have also captured the essence of being alive...a cat should snore in his spare time. Spit out hair balls, catch mice when you are busy, and look at the shop."

The yellow flower raccoon wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a messy footsteps outside the window.

It looked back.

Through the transparent glass window, through the sparse light outside the window, a group of wizards in pale robes can be seen passing by, a dozen dim light **** floating around them, illuminating a small area around them.

This is the third wave of patrols passing the shop door tonight.

It’s just different from ordinary patrolling wizards. These wizards in light-colored robes have a large pocket slung across their shoulders. The pockets are full of creeping figures. Whenever the light ball of the lighting spell disappears, there will be a wizard. He took a frog out of his pocket, chanted a spell, and called out a new ball of light.

Then the frog turned to ashes in the sound of the spell.

"The school's manpower seems to be insufficient." The owner of Sanyou Bookstore picked up the teapot from the small stove, poured a small cup of tea, blew it, took a sip, and sighed: "...North District None of these dolls prepared a few better sets of Dharma books, so they were sent to patrol."

"Isn't it because that stinky kid got into trouble again?!" The yellow flower lily retracted his gaze and roared at the owner of the shop: "I said long ago that he can't be allowed to run around... If he doesn't mess up the museum, the school is now Will there be a shortage of manpower?"

Mr. Wu took another sip of tea.

"Have you caught those two mice?" He wisely gave up the argument-if he argued with the cat about the training plan for Zheng Qing at this moment, there would be no chance to nap tonight-so he turned the topic to the cat: "...If I were you, I would look farther and circle around this town. I would not be able to catch those two little mice."

Before Zheng Qing's last explosion, the Rat Fairy had vowed to promise the yellow flower raccoon that there was no danger in that small secret world, and that Zheng Qing and the witches' exploration activities were absolutely safe. The yellow raccoon also promised her husband.

Then, Nicholas, the mother of the black goat of the forest, and Satogua, the holy lazy, descended together, and Zheng Qing exploded with glory. This made the yellow raccoon shame in front of Mr. Wu.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two mice ran away. The yellow raccoon searched for a long time, but failed to catch the tails of the Rat Fairy and Fei Rui. In addition, there have been a lot of things happening inside and outside the school recently, and the thoughts of the cat catching the mouse have become lighter.

At this moment, when the owner of Sanyou Bookstore suddenly mentioned this incident, the yellow raccoon suddenly became alert.

"What do you want?" It subconsciously glanced at the cabinet where the dried fish was hidden. The tail that was hanging behind it was earning like a duster, and sternly said: "...That's not an ordinary mouse! Always give me more. a little time!"

"You are not an ordinary cat either." Mr. Wu smiled and looked at the tabby cat. He changed the conversation and jumped to another channel: "...By the way, did those dolls in the North District find something? The wave ran back."

Outside the window, there was another group of wizards from the North District, carrying a package full of frogs, and hurried to a certain direction.

The yellow flower raccoon’s thoughts were disrupted by the subject of the bookstore owner’s jumping. He had forgotten the anger and disputes he had had before, interspersed with the topics his husband started, and also aroused curiosity: "These two groups of wizards are not patrolling the town, they look like The patrolling in the Silent Forest...Did they find anything interesting in the forest?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, pinched the furry cat's paw, and calculated.

"It's not the Kuroshio, that little banshee is not ready yet." After a while, the yellow lily shook her head, and her eyes out of the window became more and more curious: "...can actually block my divination? At least two great wizards disturbed the secrets ."

"Aren't you going to follow it?" Mr. Wu put the teapot in his hand back to the small stove and urged.

Huang Huali looked at him suspiciously, always feeling that this suggestion was malicious: "What are you thinking about?"

The owner of Sanyou Bookstore calmly looked at it: "I just want to get a good night's sleep...I haven't slept a full sleep in a long time."