Hunting High School

"Boom! Boom!"

"Receive the salary from the sky, and protect the life of the right!"

After Professor Charles raised his staff and said the last two words, dozens of big drums around the first square rang twice in unison. At the same time, the wizards in black and gray robes standing behind the professor also raised their hands. Pick up a Chinese calligraphy book or staff, and recite the words of blessing:

"Receive the salary from the sky, and protect the life of the right!"

Along with the sunlight, the golden mantra light rained down from the sky, making it difficult for people to tell which ones were sunlight and which ones were mantra lights. But the excitement and courage that surged from the bottom of my heart are real.

Feeling this encouragement, the students of Jiuyou Academy bowed their heads one after another, the students of Alpha applauded together, the blue robes of Starry Sky Academy stamped their feet frantically, and the cultivator of Atlas bowed their heads and prayed with the professors on the stage.

When Zheng Qing bowed his head to check his head, he heard a classmate whispering not far away:

"So, what exactly is the trial meeting asking us to do?"

"Sounds like hunting..."

"I heard from my brother that their trial was equivalent to survival in the wild... At that time, they were thrown into the depths of the Silent Forest, where the wood looked like it was soaked in water, and they couldn't even be ignited by the Fire Curse, so they ate it. A week of raw food, after returning home, a stomach full of parasites was found in the school hospital.”

"It's so miserable... I don't know what our trials will be like after this restructuring."

"Don't worry, I brought kerosene this time, even water can ignite it!"

"Is kerosene a contraband?"

"I checked with that big parrot, it doesn't count..."

Zheng Qing couldn't help tilting his head, wanting to see who was talking, but all he could see were long robes with long sleeves, like a drapery dangling on a clothesline, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

In the moment of being crooked and stunned, the Jishou ceremony was over, and the students stood up straight again. At the same time, the black robes and gray robes in front of the stage raised their Dharma books again:

"Yingtian county drums! The flute pipes are prepared!"

The light of the mantra circulated, outlining the shadows of musical instruments in mid-air. Zheng Qing glanced at them and saw big drums, reed pipes, chimes, copper pans, wooden flutes, long pianos, golden bells, bamboo tubes, ox horns, and cornets Dozens of musical instruments, hanging in the sky, are dazzling and overwhelming.

Before he could count how many kinds of musical instruments there are in the sky, he heard the chants again in unison in front of the stage:

"It's time to prepare!"

"Yuanyuan, playing drums, Jianjian! The sound of the pipe, the sound of Mu Mujue! It is peaceful and peaceful, and the sound of my pan! The sound of Gujue, and the sound of Suyong!"

Accompanied by the sound of the incantation, many musical instruments played together, and the world was suddenly submerged in a piece of music that made people feel at a loss.

Yes, at a loss.

As the saying goes, "five colors make people blind, and five tones make people deaf". Music that is too gorgeous and complicated makes people feel at a loss.

Zheng Qing can feel that the music is very pleasant, it seems to be melodious and clear; So much so that Zheng Qing even felt that the germinated seed in the depths of his soul seemed to be trembling slightly in the music.

In the sound of music, the prayers of the black and gray robes in front of the stage did not stop, but the voices became louder and louder:

"...Since ancient times in the past, the ancestors have done something!"

"Gentle and respectful day and night, deacon is gentle!"

"Gu Yuzhen taste it!"

"The ancestors are listening!"

"Come on vacation and enjoy!"

"Blessings without borders!"

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"Wake up, Fatty, keep up with the team in front!" A slightly anxious voice suddenly sounded, which was particularly abrupt in the gorgeous music between heaven and earth. Immediately, Zheng Qing felt his own robe sleeve being pulled forcefully:

"And you, keep up!"

Zheng Qing didn't notice it for a while, and was almost dragged back.

back to God,

Only then did he notice that the surrounding students were running to the end of the square in neat rows under the command of the teaching assistants.

Looking around, it looks like ants looking for food.

The person who dragged him was also an acquaintance, the teacher of the practical class of Astronomy 08-1, the assistant teacher of Hilda. It's just different from his usual attire. Today, assistant coach Hilda has fewer copper nails, buckles and rings on his robe, which makes him look a little strange.

"Where are you going?" Zheng Qing followed the team for dozens of steps before asking in a daze.

No one answered his question.

No need to answer either.

Because he followed the team to the end of the square, when he turned a corner, Zheng Qing saw rows of low doors. Standing in front of the door were senior seniors, urging the sophomores who came in line to enter in order, and the number plates of different classes were hung on the door lintel.

"Trial card!" The old student at the door stopped the dizzy Zheng Qing, leaned into the boy's ear, and shouted loudly: "No sign, no entry!"

Zheng Qing felt that he was really going deaf.

He fumbled in the gray cloth bag for a while before he pulled out the own sign and handed it over.

A faint light flashed, confirming the boy's identity.

"good luck."

The old student handed back the bronze medal, patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder comfortingly, and signaled him to come in quickly, then turned his head to complain to another old student next to him: "School is too stressful... I feel that I need to wash my ears after I go back. "

"Earn some hard work credits." Another voice replied, and seemed to say something, but Zheng Qing couldn't hear it clearly, because he had already stepped over the threshold with one foot, and the voice in his ears became sizzling , like a broken radio.

No matter the music reverberating on the first square, the conversations of old students, or the scolding of Hilda's assistant teacher, they all became fragmented.

It wasn't until he stepped over the door frame and entered the narrow door that the noise that filled his ears dissipated. As if taking the first breath of air after drowning, or really waking up after a nightmare, Zheng Qing finally felt alive again.

He had never realized that sound could be so tormenting.

The boy put his hands on his knees and looked around.

Everyone was panting like him.

"Don't block the door, find a seat and sit down first!" Assistant teacher Hilda pushed the young public fee student hard, and shouted sharply: "There is a seat belt on the seat, fasten it!"

Only then did Zheng Qing realize that they had come to a narrow and dimly lit room. For some reason, there are many thick rope nets hanging on the left and right walls, like fishing nets; two rows of candles above the head hang upside down from the ceiling, spewing out bright candle flames; Sitting on it is a bit painful, and it feels cold to the touch, like metal; the air is filled with the smell of butter and rusty metal, making it difficult for people to tell whether they are in the kitchen or the alchemy workshop.

According to the advice of the teaching assistant, the hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team sat on the bench in order and fastened their seat belts behind them. Fatty and Zhang Jixin sat on the outermost side, and Li Meng and Jiang Yu sat on the innermost side.