Hunting High School

"Professor! Professor Li!"

Duan Xiaojian, who ran to Uncle Stendhal to ask for grass, suddenly jumped up and down outside the crowd, shouting loudly.

"Keep your voice down," Downton said dissatisfied not far away, "Pay attention to your image!"

The onlookers quickly revealed a gap, allowing the messenger to pass through the human wall.

Jiang Yu raised his head quickly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Uncle Stendhal said that the latest batch of weeds has just sprouted and there are no ready-made fruits." Duan Xiaojian squeezed through the crowd, bringing bad news to everyone.

Jiang Yu's face suddenly lost all color and became pale.

"No?" Professor Li frowned.

Zheng Qing looked at the little witch worriedly, and guessed in his heart that if there were no special medicinal herbs, the professor would definitely take Li Meng to the school hospital for treatment.

In this way, this trip to Baicao Garden may come to an end.

"Where is this kind of grass?" He poked Xiao Xiao next to him, and asked: "Wandering, can you find it?"

As Jiang Yu's friend, he felt it was his duty to do something.

Especially when she did him such a big favor not long ago.

Before Xiao Xiao could answer, Duan Xiaojian, who was standing in front of Professor Li, had already spread his palms and added: "Uncle Stendhal gave me some leaves and said that the leaves of Migu are also useful, let me here you are."

Professor Li took the leaves.

There was a trace of nervousness in Jiang Yu's eyes.

"Mizuki." The professor smiled again. He corrected Duan Xiaojian's name and explained to everyone: "These leaves are the leaves of Mizuki. Its effect is similar to that of grass. It is used here. It's also very suitable."

The onlookers were relieved.

"Why are you panting for talking!" Zheng Qing also heaved a sigh of relief.

He wrapped his arms around Duan Xiaojian's neck, strangled it hard, and complained loudly: "You are easily beaten in our class, you know?"

There was a chuckle from the crowd.

The professor pinched the leaves in his hand, raised his head, looked at Jiang Yu, and comforted him: "To be precise, the leaves of 'Mizhumu' are much more effective than 'Tiaocao', so don't worry."

Jiang Yu took a long breath, bit her lip, and nodded heavily.

"Miku?" Zheng Qing poked Xiao Xiao who was beside him.

Xiao Xiao glanced at him expressionlessly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Zheng Qing pretended to have just remembered, and smiled cheaply: "I forgot that your notebook is not with you...Of course, you can answer this question after you leave the garden."

"Childish!" Xiao Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth and explained through gritting his teeth: "The head of Magpie Mountain is called Swagger. There are many osmanthus and gold and jade on the mountain. There are grasses, which are shaped like leeks and blue, and its name is Zhu Besides, I will not be hungry if I eat it. There is a tree, its shape is like a grain, but it is black, and its flowers shine all over. It is called Mi Gu, and it will not fascinate you if you wear it."

"Very standard." Hearing this explanation, Professor Li turned his head in surprise, looked at Xiao Xiao, gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "The "Encyclopedia of Wizards" can only give so many definitions... According to my You should also be awarded a credit for the general requirements in the class."

Xiao Xiao smiled reservedly, bowed to express his thanks, and then glanced at Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing shrugged, lowered his head and began to watch the professor handle those few leaves seriously.

"Remember, spells are forbidden in the Herb Garden."

After emphasizing it, Professor Li took out a mortar made of white jade from his pocket, and threw the few leaves of migraine into it.

Zheng Qing remembered Jiang Yu's actions not long ago, and couldn't help but wink at the female squad leader. A blush appeared on Jiang Yu's face, and she didn't make a sound.

The professor seemed to have forgotten what Jiang Yu used magic to check for Li Meng not long ago. While grinding carefully, he slowly explained to the students:

"Under normal circumstances, the leaves of 'Mizuki' will be made into accessories by wizards and hung on the body to resist the confusion of psychedelic formations and used as a navigation guide, which is quite effective. This is also the most basic use of Mizuki method."

"But like all magical plants, wizards can always find their deeper principles of action through long practice."

"Like a rosewood."

"Through extensive experiments and tests, the wizards confirmed that the reason why the maze is 'worn without confusion' is because of its 'potential spiritual sign', in other words, this plant has spirituality and can anchor the mind of the wizard. "

"That's how it wakes up the unconscious."

"If the eyes are unclear, if the eyes are not clear, if it is dark without light, it is called fainting, if it is confused, it is called fainting, and if it loses consciousness, it is called fainting."

"The flowing light of the majestic tree, the juicy flower, is shown in the sky, and the spiritual sign is set. Once the mind is set, it will pass away in a daze."

While speaking, the leaves in the mortar had been crushed into a pulp, and the spirituality in the maze was also forced out of the cells by the jade pestle, mixed with finely divided foam, and gathered a pool of dark green juice.

Professor Li took out the glass measuring cup and filter, and after filtering out the residue, he poured the remaining small cup of leaf juice into Li Meng's mouth.

"Isn't there any medicine to help with this recipe?" A student next to him asked aloud.

"No need." Professor Li shook his head and added: "Actually, this is not a complete prescription. It is just tailored to suit the disease. Similar to this kind of 'misty grains to cure confusion', the purer the ingredients , the effect is more pronounced.”

The medicinal juice was poured down the mouth, and within a short while, Li Meng's eyes, which were originally empty, became a little bit more.

Jiang Yu let out a long breath.

The crowd of onlookers burst into cheers.

"Quiet!" Squad leader Downton tried to control the situation from behind the line again: "Everyone, don't mess up, keep order!"

When the little witch was fully awake, the ground dragon in front of the team had already shaken away and disappeared between the ridges of the field.

Uncle Stendhal stood on the side of the road, beckoning the freshmen to continue to march deeper into the garden.

"Hurry up, you little guys!" The old school worker stood not far in front with a pickaxe and yelled loudly: "If you plan to finish class early, hurry up."

Under the urging voice of Professor Li, the freshmen hurriedly moved on.

"Do spirit witches faint easily?" Zheng Qing walked in the middle of the line, looked at the little witch with her head hanging in Jiang Yu's arms, and couldn't help laughing, "You've been unconscious for two days since the start of school." Time, tsk tsk."

He shook his head thoughtfully.

Jiang Yu squinted at him reproachfully, but didn't speak.

"Go to hell!" The little witch broke free from her cousin's shackles, and pushed the grumpy public servant to the side of the road.

Zheng Qing staggered back a few steps, and suddenly felt that his calf had been hit hard by a hammer, and his knee was numb. He couldn't help but yelled, and bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

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"Hey!" He cried out in pain, then looked up at the perpetrator.

Not far from him, a few tall shrubs were shaking their branches, smashing out bean-shaped things, and knocking several students nearby to the side.

When these beans hit the protective clothing, they burst instantly, splashing out a pool of paint-like liquid, which stuck firmly to the protective clothing. The protective clothing made of dragon skin made a sizzling corrosion sound under the liquid, and white smoke came out. A foul stench then evaporated and spread to the surroundings.

The already tense team immediately fell into chaos again.

"It's really worrying!" The old man Stendhal hurried to the scene of the accident from the front of the team, and was quite helpless for these freshmen who were constantly in trouble: "Can't you walk safely in the middle of the road for a while?"

Zheng Qing blushed, smiled dryly, and lowered his head.

"What the hell is this?" Li Meng covered her nose and yelled, "It stinks!"

"You know it stinks?" The old man Stendhal tilted his head, gave her a sideways glance, and taught him a lesson: "If you walk on the road honestly, you won't trigger the defense mechanism of these 'black-leaved stink beans', so you don't need to smell it. It stinks."

Li Meng pursed her mouth and made no sound.

While chattering, the old gardener dug a handful of fresh soil from the feet of the black-leaved pet pea plant, poured some water from the copper pot on his waist, mixed it with the soil, made mud, and spread it on several A freshman's protective clothing contaminated by petit beans.

"Okay," the old man patted Zheng Qing's calf vigorously with his rough hands, and shouted, "It will be fine when the mud dries up. Now, hurry up!"

"Go straight along the middle of the road!"

"Stop messing around!"

Li Meng hung her head in Jiang Yu's arms again in frustration, looking a little dejected.

Zheng Qing grinned, followed the team with a limp, and continued to walk deep into the garden.