Hunting College

On the battlefield of the black prison, the banshee Fukatsu Ryoko disguised as the purple-haired witch of the teaching assistant group, and ridiculed the talisman spears in the hands of Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, eliminating the greatest threat to it by young wizards.

At that time, several talisman guns disappeared in a splendid brilliance, and Zheng Qing once thought that they were all pinched and exploded by Fukajin Ryoko.

It was not until the class meeting last night that Professor Yao called the young public-sponsored student privately and returned the Remington, that Zheng Qing knew that the gun had survived.

"...This gun is the spoils of Fukatsu Ryoko's initiative to hand in."

After briefly explaining the origin of the gun, Professor Yao bit his pipe and his face was submerged in the smoke. The whole face was as vague as his voice: "Perhaps because of the special marks on the gun, it was so terrible. Survived on the battlefield, but because of the imprints, several laboratories responsible for safety testing in the school were unable to determine whether it was really safe...Finally, it was handed over to it, and it was up to us old guys to judge."

Zheng Qing knows what those ‘special marks’ mentioned by Lao Yao are.

This Remington was originally just an ordinary rune gun. It was a gift from Su Shijun to celebrate Zheng Qing's school hunting club freshman competition for winning the first place. Perhaps this is why, this rune gun survived in the end. . After all, after a great wizard's blessing, it is more or less always slightly different from other rune guns.

Of course, this Remington is not only the mark of Su Shijun.

Before the black prison, in the dreamland, Hasta wearing a yellow robe branded some yellow pinwheel-like symbols on the gun; before that, by the bank of the clock lake, after Zheng Qing almost shot Seprano, Lao Yao He also left his mark on this talisman; and most importantly, in the small world deep in the silent forest, after Zheng Qing and the descending incarnation of Satogua died together, this talisman was destroyed together, and Mr. fixed it.

Thinking of her husband, Zheng Qing suddenly raised her head.

"Where is that Colt Python?" The young wizard looked confused and hopeful: "Did the banshee lie to you? Both guns have been...repaired. It doesn't make sense that one is intact and the other is pinched. Explode."

He was vague and did not specify who had repaired the two guns.

The professor raised his eyebrows.

"really."

He muttered, took the pipe from his mouth, waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, and carefully looked at the expression of the young public-sponsored student, as if he had seen some strange treasure: "These two guns have been treated specially by someone... Don't worry. , The silver python is also intact, but several laboratories at the school feel that these two guns should have a better ownership than when they were handed over to an innocent little wizard..."

Zheng Qing curled his lips silently and rolled his eyes.

These days, robbing things can be said to be so open.

As if he noticed the boy’s expression, Professor Yao coughed softly twice, put the pipe into his mouth again, and took two sips, so that the smoke flooded his face again, and compared with before, this time it covered his face more thoroughly. .

"Fur..."

"Don't worry, both guns will be returned to you."

Professor Yao first gave Zheng Qing a pill of relief, patted him on the shoulder comfortably, and explained kindly: "This Remington was checked quickly, so I will give you one first, lest you don’t have one now. Take advantage of things...As for the other silver python, the school will return it to you after confirming that it has no hands or feet made by monsters."

Zheng Qing nodded nonchalantly.

He suspected that it was because that Colt silver python had fewer ‘special marks’ on its body and was more likely to be ‘checked’ by the school’s several laboratories, so it was detained.

And now this Remington, besides the marks of Su Shijun, Mr. Yao, and Hasta, there is a small crimson skull on the gun.

Noting the boy’s gaze, the professor nodded and added: “After our inspection, this mark seems to have some kind of identification effect...As long as you hold this gun, you will be recognized by the demons as the same kind and won’t be affected by them. Attack. This is a very useful but also very dangerous function. Like a slightly poisonous fruit, eating it can paralyze your mouth and tongue."

Zheng Qing suddenly felt that this gun was a bit hot.

The logic is very simple. Since this gun can allow the monsters to identify the enemy and ourselves, does it also carry some kind of positioning function? Wandering around with this gun, wouldn't a certain big demon suddenly appear to catch it?

Zheng Qing didn't doubt his attraction to certain existences and forces at all.

"Vice Principal Ruoyu helps you leave a cover-up blessing on the gun. On the basis of retaining the'deception' function, it can prevent it from being positioned and detected by the demons."

The professor lightly stroked the gun body, and after a brief explanation, he suddenly put the gun in Zheng Qing's hand and motioned: "Before handing it to you, I need to do one last experiment...Come on, shoot me."

"what?"

Zheng Qing was caught off guard, holding Remington in his hands, and staring at Professor Yao blankly. After a long while, he evasively said, "No, no. I use it...it's dangerous!"

"I know."

The husband calmly held the barrel and pointed it at his belly: "After you almost beat Mike King Seprano, every old wizard in the school that you know has this kind of consciousness. But the same, I also have a little confidence in myself."

The young wizard suddenly realized that standing in front of him was not only the counselor of Astronomy 08-1 class, but also the dean of Jiuyou Academy, a terrifying ape demon with three heads and eight arms, a powerful being who was being promoted to a legend. .

He looked around.

The corridor on the sixth floor is slightly empty. After the class meeting, most of the people in the classroom have disappeared cleanly. Even the stick figures behind the door don’t know where to drop by, and only a slight picture is left behind the door. Yellow blank paper.

"Is it right here?" The young public servant confirmed uneasyly.

"rest assured."

The professor bit his pipe and smiled. I don’t know how many times he said the word tonight: "If this gun can hurt me, even in the depths of the silent forest, it can still hurt me. ."

Zheng Qing licked his dry lips. He wanted to say that he was not worried about hurting your old monster, but worried about accidentally ruining the school building and being held accountable by the school.

But at the same time, he also felt the confidence of Professor Yao.

So the boy pulled the trigger very simply.

The gun body gushed out a huge suction force, like a long whale sucking a river, the power of the forbidden spell escaping from the depths of his soul was collected into the magazine, compressed, formed, and then slammed out.

Zheng Qing clearly heard a small snake hissing in dissatisfaction in his left ear, as if protesting against the delicacy being taken away.

Immediately, a light blue flashed through the muzzle.

An illusory talisman flashed past, seeming to be slow and urgent, and slammed into Professor Yao's chest.

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