Hunting High School

Ruoyu old man's blessing is very powerful.

This is in stark contrast to his speech - at the end of his "don't be proud, be introspective" speech, the atmosphere at the scene was quite dull, even Zheng Qing and others who had just received the praise were a little bit unsatisfactory. Work hard.

Fortunately, several blessing spells cast by legendary wizards fell on these young wizards, dispelling their tiredness, purifying their internal ailments, and reinvigorating their slightly depressed mood.

"If he doesn't speak, and just throws a few spells when he comes, the effect will be better."

Seeing that old man Ruoyu disappeared into the clouds again as a beam of light, Xin Fatty mustered up his courage, and whispered a few words in Zheng Qing's ear.

Zheng Qing tilted his head and glanced at him, covering his ears with one hand.

"I didn't hear it, I don't know, what did you say?" The young public finance student's repeated negations made the fat wizard's face turn pale, and he quietly retreated to his own position.

The trumpet flowers on the small hill raised their necks again, and the resonant voice of the old man Verne came from among the petals: "The 2008 freshman trial meeting is over. Students of all colleges, leave in order according to the order of the class..."

Looking at the trumpet flowers that were shouting hard, Zheng Qing suddenly realized a problem.

"Why waste so many morning glory?"

With his elbow, he poked Xiao Xiao, who had been keeping his head down while taking notes, and said curiously, "Don't mention Vice Principal Ruoyu, even Old Man Verne can easily let these hundreds of people hear him clearly..."

As he said that, he also drew a big circle with his arm, including all the heads of people crowded in the small square.

Before Xiao Xiao could speak, Xin Fatty squeezed over again.

"Why else?"

The fat wizard commented in his usual sharp tone: "Of course the morning glory is more beautiful! You know, the patented technology of this kind of morning glory for broadcasting belongs to the school, and every time it is used, a small patent fee will be provided to the school laboratory. Less is more, use for nothing, you waste own magic power loudly, but you can't generate income for the school... This also involves the budget and final accounts of the school's funds, and there are too many things in it!"

"It's not that complicated." Xiao Xiao finally raised his head, glanced at Fatty, who was soaked in the blackness of the social dye vat, and adjusted his glasses: "In the end, it's just to enhance the sense of ceremony at the end. It's similar to our opening ceremony, hunting party blessing , Luo Tian Dajiao, the society is connected through various rituals."

To be honest, Zheng Qing thinks Dr. Xiao Da's "not that complicated" is far more complicated to understand than Xin Fatty's "income creation theory".

Before he could think more clearly, the fat wizard's carefree voice sounded again.

"Compared to morning glory, I think old man Verne's concluding remarks are more worthy of reporting." He stroked his bare chin, thoughtful: "He said '2008 Freshman Trial Conference', which is obviously a wrong word word……"

"We are indeed 2008 freshmen."

Zheng Qing didn't realize that there was something wrong with old man Verne's words: "And this is also a trial meeting... Are all your reports so picky?"

"No, no, you didn't pay attention to the core of the problem."

Xin Fatty shook his stubby index finger, and replied solemnly: "There is a subtle difference between the expression '2008 Freshman Trial' and our actual '2009 New Year Trial'...This means that the old people in the school work committee We are more inclined to the original trial plan...the actual implementation of the policy conflicts with the school's policy philosophy, which is a big problem...you must always have this sensitivity when you do news."

The young public fee student looked at Fatty beside him in shock, and always felt that there was a strange soul wrapped under his fat white skin, so that he had the urge to tear his skin open to find out.

The noise of the crows once again interrupted the chatter of the young wizards. A dozen or so gray-robed wizards raised their magic books and pointed at the crows hovering in the air:

"Destiny mysterious bird, descend and fly!"

Hula la!

One after another, the crows left the group of crows, formed a winding and slender 'chain', and fell from the sky, landing beside the young wizards.

Each student was assigned one.

What landed next to Zheng Qing was a gray three-tailed crow. It tilted its head, and its black bean-like eyes looked at the young public servant. It opened its mouth and issued a hoarse and friendly invitation.

Zheng Qing looked around in confusion.

The simple and slightly perfunctory explanations of the janitors came to my ears. The young public fee student could only imitate the others, reaching out to touch the crow's head. Then, in his line of sight, the crow's stature suddenly swelled, and in an instant, it changed from the size of a chicken to the size of a horse.

But I don't know whether he has become smaller or the crow has become bigger. I want to use the hills around the small square as a reference, look around, and as far as I can see, there are all big and small crows, many of which have risen in mid-air, and their spread wings are like low dark clouds, covering everything, plus The quacking of nearly a thousand big birds made Zheng Qing immediately give up this plan.

The three-tailed crow shook the feathers on its back, spread its wings, and exposed the saddle on its back.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and turned on the bird.

The three-tailed crow took two steps toward the retreat, bent slightly, as if bowing to the earth, then suddenly exerted force on his legs, and after a few run-ups, spread its wings and soared into the sky.

Zheng Qing had to hug its neck tightly, feeling that he would fall headfirst to the ground in the next second.

"Yan Yan Yu Fei, up and down its sound!"

Jiang Yuqing's cold incantation sounded in his ears. This is a incantation to help wizards communicate with each other during the flight, and it is more effective than 'bird chirping'.

Soon, the voices of several other members of the Forgiveness Hunting Team—including those who did not belong to Jiuyou Academy, and who were farther away, Lingo, Dylan, Lan Que, Shi Yuan, etc., also appeared in Zheng Qing's ears.

"It turned out to be riding a bird back? This is much harder than I imagined!" Mr. Vampire Werewolf complained in an elegant tone: "The school should give students more freedom of choice!"

"I'll be content if I can go home for free!" Xin Fatty sneered twice: "As far as I know, the school's funds will be extremely tight this year... The cost of materials consumed by the cross-boundary circle far exceeds that of a flock of birds."

"To be precise, it's riding a crow." Lin Guo corrected her seriously, her voice full of excitement: "This is the first time I've ridden such a big bird... Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"Hold your hands tightly, clamp your legs tightly, squint your eyes, and talk less."

Zhang Jixin's slightly hoarse voice sounded immediately: "If the crow under you wants to roll in mid-air or perform a cobra maneuver, don't hesitate to kick its belly hard, that will be safer."

"I can't reach its belly!" Li Meng's indignant voice sounded again - hearing this momentum, Zheng Qing's mouth curled into a smile inexplicably.

"Amitābha, you can try to reason with it." Shiyuan little monk kindly suggested.

A burst of joyful laughter suddenly sounded in Zheng Qing's ears.

Amidst the laughter, nearly a thousand big birds spread their wings and turned into a torrent, rushing into the thick clouds in the sky of Hell World. Deep in the clouds, far away, there is an oval 'gate' made of lightning.

Bright, gorgeous, and eye-catching.