Hunting High School

"Could it be your illusion?"

"possible."

"It's true if you think about it. This is the museum of the First University. There are two door gods standing outside. How could someone sneak in?"

"Aren't we going to come in?"

Although the young wizards were still discussing in a low voice, they kept their eyes on the darkest corners of the exhibition hall vigilantly, and they did not relax for a moment. Ready spell.

Holding the crystal ball in both hands, Xiao Xiao tried divination for a long time, but got nothing.

"Maybe the squad leader really heard something," he finally expressed a certain cautious optimism: "It is said that there are a few ghosts resident in the museum exhibition hall, which belong to the earth-bound spirits. The noise just now may be from them."

This explanation is not perfect, but it is enough to reassure people.

False alarms are not welcome, but after all, everyone regained their spirits and raised their vigilance for tonight's adventure.

Continuing along the exhibition hall, a group of people quickly stepped into the darkness in their previous vision. It's just the darkness in the distance. When you are in it, you are often familiar with the surrounding light and feel that it is not much different from before.

Similar emptiness and tranquility.

The exhibits in the glass cabinets lie silently on the velvet cushions like the previous decades, even hundreds of years, and thousands of years, accepting the serious or perfunctory eyes of the passers-by.

Across the darkness, there is a high threshold with complicated runes painted on it. Behind the threshold is another exhibition hall.

There are far fewer glass cabinets in this exhibition hall. As far as the eye can see, what can be seen are more guardrail-shaped booths surrounded by red hemp ropes as thick as forearms. bones.

The first place among all the remains is not Zheng Qing's imaginary Jiaolong, Phoenix, or the most famous magical creatures in myths and legends such as snakes, spirit turtles, and unicorns.

It's an ape-like biological skeleton.

Zheng Qing approached the booth, and looked down at the brass inscription hanging on the pillar in front of the booth: There is a beast in the mountain of ostentation, which is shaped like a crocodile and a white ear, and walks with pedestrians. good walk.

The commentary was very short, and it did not list the kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species of this creature like in the Encyclopedia of Wizards, nor did it record its magical abilities and legends, let alone tell Why visitors put it at the top of all magical creatures.

Some just commented on the eating effect of this creature like a veteran gourmet.

This is the most straightforward and cruel truth in the natural world, the young Gong Feisheng sighed in his heart, and looked up at the remains of the bastard on the booth.

It stood in a piece of green grass that looked like leeks, leaning on a rosewood, hunched over, and looked at the exit of the exhibition hall.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zheng Qing always felt that the head of this slut seemed to be tilted towards him.

"Go quickly, don't fall behind!"

Xiao Xiao lowered his voice and waved to him: "If you are really interested, you can come here to visit for a whole day after the final exam is over!"

"Come here," Zheng Qing smiled apologetically, trotting to keep up with the pace of the hunting team, and at the same time explained in a low voice: "It's none of my business...you know, cats are very curious .”

"Huh?" Jiang Yu, who was walking in front of him, looked back, expressing her doubts about the wizard's explanation.

An embarrassed smile appeared on Zheng Qing's face.

Before his embarrassment faded away, the witch suddenly stopped in her tracks. The young public servant didn't notice for a while, and bumped into the witch heavily, and the two staggered at the same time.

The wizard stood firm and gave the witch a hand, before looking forward, wanting to know what happened.

The front of the line.

Zhang Jixin's feet were uneven, and his fists were slightly held together in front of his chest. He was already ready to fight. Banner was halfway behind him, a layer of blue appeared on his face, and his figure slowly grew bigger.

Zheng Qing looked across the gap between the two hunters, one master and one assistant, and saw the obstacles blocking the front of the team.

It's a chicken.

To be precise, it is the skeleton of a magical creature suspected to be a golden pheasant, walking in small square steps, walking from the left side of the exhibition hall to the right side of the exhibition hall in a leisurely manner. Because of the slow pace and the long tailbone dragging behind them, the hunting team's way forward was blocked.

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"What is this?" The wizard asked with straight eyes.

Jiang Yu stretched out her hand and pointed to the side, but said nothing.

Zheng Qing looked in the direction of her finger, there was an empty booth, and the red hemp rope around the booth had fallen to the ground at some point, like a dead snake.

He guessed the identity of the chicken skeleton with his toes.

"Is the exhibit alive?" The young public finance student thought it was a bit funny.

The chicken seemed to hear the wizard's muttering, and Fang Bu, who was pacing, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at him with his head tilted.

The empty sight was mixed with Bai Sensen's skeleton, and the whole exhibition hall seemed to be a little more chilly.

Kaka.

The upper and lower jaws of the chicken skeleton collided with each other, making a clicking sound, as if talking, but the people present did not understand the skeleton language, so it was naturally inconvenient to talk to it.

After a while, seeing that everyone was still silent and cautious, he finally shook his head bored, continued to walk forward with small square steps, and soon disappeared into the shadows on the other side of the exhibition hall.

Several young wizards quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The team started to move on.

"Do you know that these exhibits are alive?" Zheng Qing squeezed to Xiao Xiao's side and asked in a low voice. He noticed that several other members of the hunting party also pricked up their ears.

"I've heard of it." The doctor didn't say much about this, and looked around with wandering eyes: "...When I was helping out, the senior of the museum told us that there would be some exhibits that had been detained for a long time in the exhibition hall at night. Let us relax. never mind."

"Are they undead?"

"Theoretically, there are no living souls in the exhibits in the museum. Even the ghost exhibition area displays ghosts whose consciousness has completely dissipated..."

Zheng Qing doesn't know how the so-called ghosts with completely dissipated consciousness exist in the world. In his concept, ghosts are originally the existence of concentrated consciousness.

While speaking, the team passed by an empty booth.

The original specimens on the booth had wandered off, leaving only a lush aralia tree, with its branches sticking out of the red hemp rope, swaying slightly in the dark exhibition hall, as if greeting the guests.

In return, Zheng Qing touched the branch.

"Hiss," he took a breath, interrupting the doctor's voice, seeing the concerned gazes of his companions, the wizard waved his hand and signaled, "It's okay, it's okay, let's go on... just my hand was pricked. "

He forgot that aralia has thorns on its body.