Hunting College

The fat wizard was very careful with his words.

He did not explicitly name Colmar.

But all three young wizards knew that he had spoken the name.

Compared with others, Zheng Qing was more sensitive to the phrase "breaking the shackles of the rules" mentioned by the prisoner.

He wasn't sure if the crows intended to break the "real rules" of the world, or just wanted to break the "rules of society" at the ethical and moral level.

If it is the former, then the crows are not just doing some illegal experiments on blood in secret, they are likely to covet the forbidden spell, and the risk of this eucalyptus will immediately increase several times, beyond the tolerance of the student hunting team. He even had some sensitive guesses, did he fall into some kind of trap, and the real target of those crows was actually himself?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked around.

Although it is still winter, the temperature and water vapor carried by the warm current from the Gulf of Mexico make the climate in this area relatively mild and humid, and the plants are very lush.

Fortunately, it was approaching the middle of the month, and the moonlight at night was so bright that it was almost possible to see the surrounding scenery without a lighting spell. In the distance, tall and low oak trees, beech trees and low shrubs are intertwined, vaguely, making it difficult to see clearly; nearby rocks and meadows can also be seen at a glance, and there is no abnormal movement.

"Do you think so too?" Xiao Xiao asked Zheng Qing's small movements, and asked.

Zheng Qing had no way to tell his companions about his worse guess, so he could only wave his hands sullenly and half-heartedly, intending to end this temporary investigation task as quickly as possible: "Although it is not easy to rule out any Possibility, but that's just that guy's one-sided opinion... and our own unreasonable associations. What is the specific situation... Let's not jump to conclusions... Let's go to the dragon hunting ground according to the scheduled plan and investigate the elf's madness accident. "

At this moment, he noticed that Dylan, who was leading the way, stopped and waved back.

Several young wizards looked at each other in blank dismay, and in unison they quickened their pace.

"Is there a situation?"

Zheng Qing was holding a talisman gun, looking around vigilantly.

"We're going to the dragon hunting ground soon, I suggest that the hunting team take a rest here."

While speaking, Dylan raised his finger and pointed to a stone tower standing on a low ridge not far away, and explained briefly: "According to Mr. Pater's description, that small tower is the entrance to the dragon hunting ground. At our current speed , you can arrive in about ten minutes... Do you still need Mr. Pate to lead the way?"

Zheng Qing glanced at the short, thick wizard, who was nodding and bowing at the cat-faced wizards with his hat tucked under his armpit.

The captain of the Forgiveness Hunt thought for a few seconds.

"If you feel that it is not safe to go back at night, you can follow us first, and then stay at the dragon hunting ground for one night." He said to the guide wizard: "Of course, you can also sign a silent contract and leave now..."

"I'll sign it, sign it now!" Rooney Pate couldn't wait to agree, pulling out a crumpled quill from his belt, smiling all over his face.

That way, it seems that if you stay for a while, you will lose a few years of life.

The young public finance student with a cat face mask curled his lips, turned his head and signaled the doctor to take out a contract.

When Rooney Pate carefully read the content of the contract, Zheng Qing noticed that Fatty Xin was holding his chin, looking thoughtful.

"What did you think?" He thought the fat wizard had found some clues.

"The captive's answer after using the veritaserum." The fat wizard squinted his eyes, looking like he was remembering: "Did you feel that when the 'white crow' answered the question...as if he was 'chanting'?"

"Chanting scriptures?" Zheng Qing chewed the word, unexpectedly finding it very appropriate: "What do you think?"

He looks at Dylan.

As the interrogator, Mr. Vampire Werewolf has the most say on this matter.

"It's normal."

Dylan, who was adjusting the incantation in the spell book, replied without raising his head: "It is difficult for us to get straightforward and accurate answers to wizards like this who set up fog locks in the sea of ​​consciousness. Every question involving 'keywords' Answers, will come out after traveling through the fog for a long time in advance... that is, we destroyed the magic medium outside to help him strengthen the closed consciousness, so we can still take out something... In fact, I have already prepared it. He repeatedly said It's a bit of a joke—like the part where he answered 'a professor is a professor'."

On the other side, Xiao Xiao had already sent that Mr. Rooney Pater away, and came over curiously.

"I remember that this phenomenon is called 'the echo of the labyrinth' in the Record of Spiritual Experience."

The apologetic fortune-teller interface used a vivid word to describe Dylan's description: "...the real voice has been tampered with and corrected to a limited extent after going through the fog, like an echo in a maze or valley, repetitive and distorted... I think a more appropriate metaphor is light... a beam of light is transformed into colorful colors through a prism, the essence remains the same, but the appearance is more colorful and more difficult to understand. Do you know what the three elements of religion are?"

He asked everyone a question.

"Church, teachings, religious feelings." Zheng Qing replied confidently. He had read theories in this area in the library~www.readwn.com~ Sangha monks? "Fatty Xin was a little uncertain.

"Beliefs, rituals, and groups." Dylan also gave his own answer: "Old-school wizarding organizations like to establish a religion and gather resources...In any religion, these three elements are indispensable."

Blue Tit, as always, did not participate in this boring discussion.

Xiao Xiao shrugged, and habitually touched the mask on his face: "These answers can be said to be correct, or they can not be completely correct. Generally speaking, divinity, legal system, and organization are three elements... Pushing forward Broadly speaking, these three elements can be idols, believers, and theories; they can be consciousness, behavior, and organization; they can be the leader, believers, and scriptures; they can also be the three treasures of Buddhism that explain fate."

"So?" Zheng Qing felt that everyone had enough rest time, and planned to end the doctor's lecture on religion.

"So, as we observed, the crows were 'chanting'...they're not just a simple illegal group experimenting with black arts."

Xiao Xiao summed it up succinctly: "It has well-trained members, its own scriptures, and its own idol—the 'professor'... From this perspective, the Crow is already a mature religious group."

This conclusion made Zheng Qing swallow the words he was about to utter after twirling around on the tip of his tongue.

"When you say that, I feel more and more suspicious about the wizards of the North Zone." The fat wizard muttered in his ear: "There is no other organization on the entire Phuket Island that is more like a black magic religion than the Wizards of the North Zone... "

"No, there is another one." Zheng Qing half-jokingly interrupted him: "The organization Li Meng joined that worships Councilor Su is more fanatical than the wizards in the North District...and more dangerous."