Hunting High School

Iseni is a very special murloc1.

It swims among Linzhong Lake, Jiuyou, Alpha and Beta towns, as nimbly as a real fish. Each party is its "friend" and is willing to give it a little help within its ability.

that's enough.

Because no matter how special it is, it is a murloc after all, a murloc restricted by the "Wizard Code" and campus regulations, with a very small range of activities, and is very hostile (discriminated against) by ordinary wizards.

From another point of view, no matter how hard it tries to pretend to be "like" a wizard, the prudence, selfishness, cunning, and even cruelty derived from the murloc blood are quietly affecting it, just like its appearance , drawing a clear line between it and the 'friends'.

On this side of the line are its wizard friends; on the other side of the line are its fellow clansmen.

When it led the clansmen at the bottom of the lake out of Linzhong Lake, crossed that line, and came to a strange land, the clansmen showed great sensitivity and suspicion, and any slight disturbance would cause them to be uneasy and disturbed.

like now.

The original transaction between the murlocs and the Ouroboros hunting team had already made Iseni's companions tense their fins, and now a new uninvited guest came from the river—this made the number of wizards greatly exceed that of the murlocs. Quantity, for ordinary murlocs, it is difficult for them to tell the difference between an Alpha and a Jiuren, in their eyes, the ones wearing the robes are all the same.

Therefore, when Zheng Qing's eyes fell on the murlocs, the murlocs behind Iseni bared their fangs and let out threatening hisses from their throats.

Zheng Qing has no plan to take these murlocs who can be judged to be illegal departures back to school. Even if this move allows him to receive a little bonus from the school work committee.

Having just escaped from a group of deranged Gatrashis, the young wizard needs to gather his thoughts.

I looked at those murlocs more because Zheng Qing felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, which gave him a very strong sense of déjà vu—the murlocs under the moonlight seemed to be covered with a thin halo. The scales on his body shone with a translucent brilliance.

With the help of the magic moonlight falling over the river bend, the young public finance student can clearly see the transparent eyelids with slight folds, the huge and round eyeballs of the murlocs, and even the black spots and Dense bloodshot.

After recalling for a while, he suddenly realized.

When patrolling at night last year, one night, in the same forest, under the same darkness, it was also Iseni who was leading a murloc companion to make a deal with a thick and short wizard.

It's just that the wizard at that time was named Soprano.

And now.

Zheng Qing nodded slightly at Iseni.

Andrew Taylor's chunky figure was inserted between Zheng Qing and the murlocs, blocking the gaze of the captain of the Forgiveness Hunting Team, and looked at these uninvited guests with a smile: "...the weather is good today."

Zheng Qing looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and silently withdrew his gaze: "You guys are..."

As soon as the words came out, they were interrupted by Andrew: "Did you come from the water?"

Zheng Qing was choked, paused, and nodded reluctantly: "Obviously."

"Wizards have a rule for the guests who come to the water—you should ask them questions first, not be asked by them. Otherwise, you will be in bad luck." Andrew seemed to be explaining the faux pas of own.

Zheng Qing has never heard of such a rule.

But he would not be stupid enough to argue with the other party on this kind of matter, so he just glanced at the murlocs behind the chunky wizard, hehe smiled: "It seems that they have the same origin as us...you ask them too Is there a problem?"

"No."

Andrew spread his hands and looked sincere: "So I'm a little unlucky now... In order to prevent this bad luck from being passed on, I hope everyone abides by this old-school wizard's rule."

Zheng Qing was choked again.

He remembered that Andrew didn't talk so poorly before,

Why didn't you see me during the summer vacation, and it became like this. But having said that, no one will have a good temper if they get a glimpse of their private affairs.

What's more, Andrew has a bad temper.

Compared with the mild-tempered captain, the other hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team had a few short-tempered ones. After hearing those thorny words on the other side, their faces remained unchanged.

"Fart, let go!" Zhang Jixin pulled his gloves impatiently: "Ask whatever you want, why are there so many nonsense! The bad luck is your own business, my luck is very strong!"

"It can be seen." The captain of the Ouroboros hunting team complimented, and turned to look at Zheng Qing: "Then, a very simple question, why did the guests come?"

"It's not for these things anyway." Zheng Qing glanced at the boxes in front of the murlocs.

Julian quietly moved towards the front of the box, as if trying to cover the sight of the payer, Zheng Qing gave him a friendly smile, expressing that he had seen everything.

The first box was full of damp Dharma books, neatly stacked, and on top of the Dharma books were piled three dusty deerskin bags, bulging and tightly tied at the mouth. what.

The second box contained neatly arranged herbs. Zheng Qing could easily identify many familiar materials—such as fish bone wood, siren scales, fish scale grass, dried fish wives, red carp skull, carp fish blood, etc. —Before the "Notice" of the Hemophilia was issued, the d&k of the Exoneration Hunting Team also had a "deal" with the murlocs of Linzhong Lake, and these things were also placed in the cabinets of the store.

In the third box, there was a mess of miscellaneous things, such as wet deerskin bags, dragonskin gloves with missing fingers, unknown herbs smashed into glass bottles, weird spells carved on bamboo slips, cloth Mossy cauldrons and mortars, etc.

The variety is amazing.

"It's really 'Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps'." Zheng Qing sighed with emotion.

Andrew raised his eyebrows, unexpectedly kept quiet.

Dylan took out a hairpin handkerchief out of nowhere, covered his nose, moved forward a few steps, glanced at Andrew, and landed on those boxes: "Oh... so many second-hand goods! "

"To be precise, they are just old things." The captain of the Ouroboros Hunting Team changed his previous mildness and calmly corrected Mr. Vampire Werewolf's words.

Zheng Qing was a little confused at first why Dylan suddenly appeared, but in the next second, he realized that half of Dylan's blood also belonged to werewolves, and belonged to the very old Potter family of werewolves, while Andrew belonged to Taylor, a new werewolf. family. There was no harmony between the two families.

"It doesn't matter." Dylan glanced arrogantly at the chubby werewolf, somewhat condescending: "The real nobles under the moon will not use other people's second-hand goods, and buying second-hand goods also buys other people's bad luck. "