Hunting High School

"Cough cough."

The young public finance student coughed softly twice, and squeezed out a warm smile on his face: "I just said that it is good to blow some air in winter, and more air will make people look energetic! The body can be as strong as a bear."

This answer didn't care about own morals at all. He swallowed what he said before, then degraded and digested it, and let it out as a fart.

The other two bystanders in the dormitory were not surprised by this.

They were used to Zheng Qing's gradually thick skin, and they laughed at him frequently, wasting those two drops of saliva. Xin Fatty also nodded in satisfaction, shook his hand and let the blue paper crane go free.

The origami crane slid a short arc in mid-air and was about to fall to the ground before struggling to free its wings shriveled by Fatty and fluttering into flight.

It flapped its small wings angrily, and circled the copper mirror suspended by filaments on the top of the dormitory three times, finally spotted the target, retracted its wings, and swished to Zheng Qing's palm.

After standing up, it snarled the young wizard a few times viciously, and then it was relieved, and spread its body peacefully.

Zheng Qing took a few breaths, looked at the red marks on the palm of his hand that had been scratched by the paper crane, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to read what was said in the letter before dealing with the paper crane.

The title of the letter is very short, only four words:

"To the Big Black Cat."

Just reading these four words, Zheng Qing felt his heart tighten, and the hairs on his back suddenly exploded.

Only a few people know that he will turn into a black cat. Lao Yao or Professor Li would not have made such a witty joke with him, Xiao Xiao or the rest of the Forgiveness Hunting Team who knew about this matter were mostly tight-lipped, and they could just go to the real person if they had something to do, there was no need to write a letter at all.

So, after seeing the first four words, Zheng Qing's eyes slid straight to the end of the letter, wanting to see who flew the paper crane for him.

But what puzzled him was that there was no signature at the end of the letter, only a small scarlet paw print.

Slender, with four toes, the palm is small and round, and it looks a little blurry when pressed on the letter paper.

Zheng Qing gestured with his finger, estimated the size of the paw print, and turned around in his mind a few times, but still did not have a clear answer.

He couldn't even tell if it was a cat's paw print or a mouse's, or that of a kappa, or some other magical creature. There are a lot of four-toed creatures that he can think of in an instant, and this is without consulting Dr. Xiao Da.

With this unknown pressure, he began to seriously read the text of the letter word by word:

"See Xin'an."

"Winter vacation is over, don't sleep in late, it's time to work."

"Shen Shi, see you under the cat fruit tree."

"(paw prints)"

"(Plus, don't tell others!)"

After reading it, Zheng Qing was silent for a while.

Then he patiently read it again. The whole letter, not counting the paw print, including the letterhead and postscript, is less than forty words. There is a time, a place, an object, and an event. It stands to reason that this should be a message with a very clear meaning.

But Zheng Qing was sure he couldn't read it.

For a while, he wondered if the paper crane had found the wrong recipient, but soon, he discarded this idea. Whether it was the rigor of the paper crane magic or the glaring "big black cat" looking up, they all told him very clearly that the letter was not sent by mistake.

Gently exhaling, Zheng Qing raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked out the window.

Although the winter sun is not dazzling, it looks extremely pale. Even through the glass window, after looking directly at it, it still makes people a little dizzy.

Withdrawing his gaze, Zheng Qing passed a few companions out of the corner of his eye.

He was just hesitating whether to hand over the letter to Staff Xiao Xiao. He felt that if anyone in this dormitory could give him a better suggestion, it must be Dr. Xiao Da.

But the postscript at the end of the letter made him think about it a few times, and finally dismissed it.

Lowering her eyelids, Zheng Qing's thoughts suddenly changed. Since the title of the letter was addressed to the 'Big Black Cat', it should naturally be the 'Big Black Cat', not a certain wizard, who went as promised. The application time is from 3:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m., and according to the principle of earlier, not later, it is definitely right to go to the appointment at three o'clock.

As for where the cat fruit tree is, when Zheng Qing thought of this address, a big tree overwintering naturally appeared in Zheng Qing's mind. The leaves were all withered, and among the clean branches, there were lazy hairballs clinging to them. Like fruit, hanging on the treetops.

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It was a gathering place for cats in a small forest not far from Linzhong Lake.

The young public finance student raised his eyebrows, feeling that the name was really appropriate and very suitable. But because it was so suitable, he vaguely grabbed the sender's tail.

"Supposed to be some cat?" he murmured under his breath.

"What are you talking to yourself?" Xin Fatty, who had just gnawed a pear by the desk, yelled and asked.

"He just said it was a cat or something," Dylan replied immediately, with keen hearing. "It seems that he thinks that letter has something to do with a cat."

Zheng Qing squinted at Mr. Vampire Werewolf, finally shook his head, turned around and got into the own tent.

"I'll go out for a while, you don't need to bring me dinner." His muffled voice came from the tight curtain. The other three in Dormitory 403 looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I didn't intend to bring you dinner." Xin Fatty finally shrugged, and replied: "You just said a few minutes ago that you have an appointment tonight... don't you have a date?"

Dylan sat in his coffin, laughing loudly.

Zheng Qing did not answer Fatty's run.

Only a few muffled hums came from his tent.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Zheng Qing's tent thoughtfully, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "I'll put your talisman in the drawer later, so as not to leave paw prints on it. If you can come back at night, remember to I'll find it in the drawer."

There was no sound from Zheng Qing's tent.

On the windowsill, the fat cat Tuantuan, who had been squinting to enjoy the sunlight flowing into the dormitory through the glass, snorted dissatisfiedly after hearing the doctor's words, and shook the beard at the corner of his mouth.

What a stupid nerd, Tuantuan licked his own paw, and glanced at the talisman in the doctor's hand contemptuously. As a noble civet, its paw prints are so precious, how could it be honored to be printed on those messy waste papers? Woolen cloth?

Its paw prints will only be rewarded to places that deserve them.

Such as oil paper wrapped chicken legs, a Fatty's belly, and the back of a beautiful female cat.

"Xixi."

From Zheng Qing's tent came the slight commotion of the elves.

Tuantuan wrinkled his nose.

It had just vaguely glimpsed a black figure smaller than a mouse slipping out of the little wizard's tent, and then dodged around and got out through the crack of the door.