Hunting High School

Linzhong Lake is rich in plant species.

There are not only low shrubs such as winter jasmine, four stamens, and Eight Immortals, but also tall trees such as weeping willow, Bodhi, and laurel, as well as tangled vines such as Ninth Stage kudzu, black eye flower, and Fufang vine.

The intertwined branches and overlapping flowers and leaves formed a dense protective net over the forest, blocking the light of the bright and bright moon in mid-air, turning the forest into a dark and cold world.

And the bushes in the east and west formed a simple but extremely complicated maze, which made people dizzy and easily lost their way in this forest.

On the one hand, this forest is to prevent the restless creatures in the lake from intruding into the depths of the school, and on the other hand, it also prevents some restless students from declaring their own courage in the wrong place.

Of course, neither the maze nor the darkness has the slightest effect on the old school worker.

The old man Verne leaned on a wooden stick and walked like flying. Relying on the faint light of the wind lamp on the head of the stick, he shuttled endlessly among the low bushes and grass in the forest. Soon, they brought two out of breath freshmen to a clearing in the forest.

The pungent fishy smell on the murloc's body became stronger and stronger, as if it was right in front of our eyes.

"Shh!" The old man put his index finger up between his lips, signaling the two to be quiet. He shook the head of the stick slightly, and the flame of the bean sprouts in the lantern was completely extinguished, leaving only a wisp of green smoke slowly circling and dissipating in the lampshade.

Zheng Qing held his breath and tried his best to suppress his beating heart.

He turned his head to look at Linguo, the little boy's face turned red, and he looked quite interesting in the dark woods.

"Hold the tree and don't move." The old man's lips moved slightly, but his voice clearly reached the ears of the two students: "Maybe we can see something interesting."

After that, he stretched out his hand and pushed the two freshmen against a tall Bodhi Tree beside him.

This Bodhi Tree seems to have been growing for many years. The body of the tree is extremely thick. The gray-white trunk has many thick air roots attached to it, extending upwards in a crooked manner. The crown of the tree is wide, and under the moonlight, the dark green leaves are densely stacked together. , blocks most of the light.

The old man's actions were very rude, Zheng Qing turned his face sideways, and was heavily pressed between the air roots. His eyes widened, and a few centimeters from his nose, a sleeping firefly had just pulled its mouthparts out of the bark. The pale yellow gum slowly overflowed and solidified in the wind, forming an irregular glue ball at the wound.

The firefly with a bulging belly seemed to have just discovered the uninvited guest next to it. It moved its slender legs, approached the guest, and rubbed the tip of Zheng Qing's nose with its sharp mouthparts.

Fortunately, the worm had just eaten and drank enough, so there was no further action.

Zheng Qing watched it flutter its wings away, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure what he'd do if the bug was really going to stick a needle and suck blood.

"Hold your breath." The old man's subtle voice sounded in his ears again.

The young public fee student took a deep breath, then immediately widened his eyes. The air that poured into his nostrils was mixed with the freshness of gum and the stench of murlocs, making his stomach churn.

Before he could fully recover, a ferocious fish head crossed the Bodhi Tree and appeared in the woods.

With the little moonlight falling between the branches and leaves, Zheng Qing can clearly see the transparent slightly wrinkled eyelids of this murloc, the huge, round eyeballs, and even the black spots and dense bloodshot eyes on the eyeballs. .

Its cheeks are covered with shiny hard scales, between its chest and belly are thick shield scales, and on its arms are sharp ctenoid scales.

Maybe because of being too nervous. The light blue fish scales in Zheng Qing's memory turned gray for some reason under the moonlight, and all the oily magic patterns in Zheng Qing's memory disappeared.

Only a monster in scales and armor can be seen.

It stinks.

Zheng Qing couldn't help gasping, just as he opened his mouth, a big rough hand immediately covered it.

"Quiet." Old Man Verne's voice was like a mosquito, subtle, sharp, and exceptionally clear.

This is probably the legendary sound transmission into the secret, Zheng Qing's thoughts went astray again, and this idea suddenly rolled in his mind.

The murloc who appeared suddenly didn't pay attention to the old Bodhi with tangled roots beside him.

With its dorsal fin waving, it stomped over the thick bodhi wood, looked around, then raised its head and sniffed.

"... Hiss... Hurry up..." Another hissing sound suddenly came from not far away, as if it was close to the ear.

Zheng Qing blinked hard, swallowed quietly, and became more afraid to move.

There is more than one murloc here! He was thinking in a mess, did these murlocs drive insects to catch Kappa? I've never heard that murlocs love to eat kappa.

The murloc who walked into the bush turned his face suspiciously, his round eyes stared blankly at the Bodhi tree behind him.

Although there was nothing in sight, only the off-white bark and three or two bugs. But it can always smell something disturbing to the fish from the air.

Another urging from his companion came from not far away.

The murloc finally gave up the doubts in his heart, and fiddled with the surrounding bushes. Except for a few light bugs that were sucking sap, he didn't even see the bigger mice.

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"... Hiss... No... No one... Hiss..." The murloc turned around and yelled, and left the forest with heavy steps again.

"A little blindfold," the old school worker's voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ear again, his tone seemed to be full of smiles: "Don't make too much noise, you can turn around slowly... This matter is quite interesting , It is very difficult for a freshman to come across."

Zheng Qing tried his best to control some stiff hands and feet, slowly turned his head, and looked at the slightly noisy forest glade not far away through the gap between the Bodhi wood roots.

Because there is no dense tree shade above the head, the bright moonlight can fall on the lawn in the open space without hindrance.

Borrowing the moonlight, several figures clearly appeared in front of Zheng Qing.

Five murlocs.

Three wizards.

Under the moonlight, the murlocs seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of light, and their scales shone with a clear brilliance. The tallest murloc stood in front of all the murlocs with his arms folded, staring at the wizards in front of him.

The other murlocs each carried a huge package and followed behind it obediently.

The three wizards facing the murlocs were wearing thick black robes and wide hoods, covering their faces in deep shadows.

The wizard standing in the middle was tall and looked a little fat. His fingers were folded in front of his abdomen, his body was straight, his obese figure did not affect his performance in the slightest, but made his stance look more powerful.

The other two wizards stood obliquely behind him, carrying bags in their hands and holding Dharma books in their arms.