Hunting College

　　 The book Zheng Qing now uses is still a free book provided by the school to public students. The book cover in ochre, soft mulberry paper, is one foot, two inches and six minutes long, eight inches and nine minutes wide, and one hundred and eighty pages thick.

　　 If the spell is concise and the font is neat, you can transcribe eight or nine spells; if the handwriting is a little sloppy, only five or six spells can be accommodated.

　　 The book originally customized by Zheng Qing in Xiayuan Shusi can easily contain more than ten spells. But now that book has become the ‘trigger’ of the forbidden curse, and it can’t be used normally.

　　 The fat man also noticed the appearance of Zheng Qing's slap of the book, and raised his eyebrows: "Can you still use that book?"

On the battlefield of the black prison, Zheng Qing opened the book and summoned the slender red sky pillar. It has been discussed many times by the hunters of the Yougui Hunters. Regarding the spells recorded in the book, everyone very interested.

　　 Zheng Qing sighed, took the book from the gray cloth bag, and shook it at the fat man in mid-air: "What do you think? How about you try?"

　　 "Isn't that empty book?"

The fat man got out of the balcony with extraordinary flexibility and appeared in front of the public-sponsored student in the blink of an eye. He wiped his hands on his robe and smiled and said: "I wanted to try it... the spell you recorded in it. Can I use it too?"

　　 Zheng Qing sneered twice without explaining.

The fat man did not suspect him. He took the book, uncovered the leather buckle, and opened the milky white cover. On the blank page on the battlefield of the black prison, rows of extremely pale colors and handwriting appeared suddenly. But a very clear spell.

As if he noticed the gaze of the strange wizard, a thin layer of red light suddenly lit up between the spells and runes, as if the whole book had been lit, and the lingering flames turned into fierce faces, scrambling to read the book. Rushed out.

　　 The fat man yelled, shaking his hand, and threw the book of Fa.

　　 Zheng Qing seemed to have anticipated this scene a long time ago. He stretched out his hand and caught the flying book in the air, buckled his backhand, re-buckled the leather buckle on the book, and then quickly tucked it back into the gray cloth bag.

　　 The whole process was smooth and flowing, and it seemed extremely proficient.

　　 The fat man was panting heavily, the expression of horror and surprise on his face had not disappeared, and there was a little tremor in his voice: "What's the situation! That book is alive?!"

　　 Zheng Qing pouted.

"maybe."

The wizard shrugged lazily: "You are the second, um, no, the third wizard who saw it... Some time ago, after I woke up, the school sent someone to the hospital to investigate what happened in the dark prison. I was also taken aback when I took the book. It's just that the school wizard was more courageous, and put on a pair of fire dragon leather gloves and put it into the box and took it away."

　　 At this time Fatty Xin had already slowed down. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Since I was taken away, what did you take out?"

　　 While talking, he took out the snack box from his watch and put it on the desk. After being frightened, he needed a bit of delicious food to soothe his frightened mind.

The 　　 box contains various pastries and dried goods.

　　 Zheng Qing’s fingertips hesitated for a while between the fried broad beans and the rice noodles, and finally chose sweets, picked up a stick into his mouth, and sighed at the same time:

　　 "So, it's troublesome... the night the school took it away, the book was inexplicably returned to my gray bag. It was as if it had never been taken away."

　　 "And then?" The fat man's mouth was full of cakes, and his voice became a little congested, so he tried to use simple words to express his confusion.

　　 "Then? Then the school sent someone again, banned it with a talisman, and took it away again."

　　 Zheng Qing carefully picked up a broad bean and squeaked it: "Then it came back at night... and then for the third time. The book even gave himself a name, called ‘trigger’."

　　 "It still talks?"

"will not."

　　 "Then how do you know it named itself?" When the fat man was calm, his logical thinking was always quick.

Zheng Qing sighed and patted the gray cloth bag: "I can take it out for you to see... The third time I came to check the school, I found out that a new name appeared on the title page of the Fa book next to my name. In the box, there is the word'trigger'... I didn't write it, and no one else wrote it. Do you think it was not written by this book. Are there other possibilities?"

"What then?" Obviously the Fatty was interested, and asked perseveringly-the young public-sponsored student had reason to believe that if it weren't for Fatty's hands full of food at this moment, he must have taken out his notebook and quill for a certain period of curiosity. The column began to write interview drafts.

　　 "There is no more."

Zheng Qing spread his hands, licked the icing on the corners of his mouth, and added: "There are no more than three things. After the third time, the school did not send anyone to pick up the books again, or the wizard who seized the books did not want to bear the loss of the material evidence. Responsibility... In short, this book just stayed in a gray cloth bag so peacefully and didn't continue to be a monster. Until today."

　　 "It is impossible for the school to compromise so easily. The reason for the school to give up should be the reason they can't refuse."

　　 The fat man rubbed his bare chin and stared at the gray cloth bag around Zheng Qing's waist, thinking: "I should show the doctor when I look back. He is very knowledgeable and must know what's going on."

"Meow!"

The cry of 　　 edamame interrupted the discussion between the two wizards.

　　 Maybe it smelled the food, it got out from under the bed, got close to Zheng Qing's feet again, drilled around his feet, meowing in excitement.

　　 Tuantuan squatted on top of Fatty Xin's head. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's tail drooped behind Fatty's head, as if leaving a fluffy braid. It was condescending, looking at the dog wagging its tail arrogantly, with contempt in its eyes.

　　 The fat man touched a piece of beef jerky from the food box and handed it over his head. The fat cat immediately forgot his arrogance, lowered his head, and ate the jerky with relish.

　　 "Speaking of which, why hasn't the doctor come back?"

　　Zheng Qing bent over and picked up the dog, stuffed him with a piece of dried meat, and scratched its chin to make it quiet, while looking at Fatty Xin: "When did he leave?"

　　 "Nine o'clock in the morning," the fat man looked at his pocket watch: "We went back to school in the middle of the night, so the doctor didn't go to the morning class this morning... Well, it's been two hours since 11 o'clock now."

　　 "Apart from walking around the shop and bringing those elves back, does he have other things?" Zheng Qing felt the dog in his arms a little heavy, so he threw it to the ground again. Edamame thought that the wizard was playing a game with it, and turned around his legs more and more happily.

　　 "No." The fat man shook his head: "In theory, he should have returned long ago."

　　 Tuantuan gave a soft cry, flicked his tail, and signaled the fat man to move less when he shook his head, which affected him to eat. The fat man shrank his neck obediently, indicating that he had received a warning.

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