Hunting High School

"Good afternoon, everyone, the plane has arrived at its destination, No. 1 University."

"The plane has come to a stop. Please organize your belongings and hold your pet tightly. Please pay attention to safety when picking up items from the luggage compartment. If you have checked luggage, please go to the special plane of the First University Working Committee to claim the luggage Pick up your package here."

"Temperature outside the cabin: minus ten degrees Celsius to minus twenty degrees Celsius. High winds are about eighth-level, and low winds are two to third-level. Please pay attention to relevant protection."

"The cabin door has been opened. For the safety of you and others, please leave the cabin in sequence."

"Thank you for choosing the Ummoan Moon Moon Airlines flight."

"See you on the next trip."

Elegant voices are played repeatedly in the cabin accompanied by soothing music.

Zheng Qing opened his eyes in a daze, feeling his nose itchy.

"Ah!" He sneezed heavily.

Li Meng's crisp laughter came from beside his ears.

As if asking for credit, Poseidon squatted on Zheng Qing's chest, wagging his tail at the little girl.

"You are a fox, not a dog." Zheng Qing muttered while rubbing the little guy's head. Then he frowned, always feeling that the word dog has a strong sense of déjà vu.

"You finally woke up. We are hesitating whether to hand you over to the teacher." Li Meng put her face in front of Zheng Qing, and a scent of a little girl came over her face: "Is your head all right?"

"Very good, very good." Zheng Qing turned his head in embarrassment.

The two people in the aisle opposite, Shi Yuan little monk is arranging own scriptures; the beautiful girl with big wine red waves is pulling out her plain red courtyard robe from her kun bag.

Looking up, the cabin is full of freshmen who are putting courtyard robes on their coats.

"Change your clothes quickly, and change into a long courtyard robe." Xiao Xiao poked his head over, looked at his face, and nodded with satisfaction: "You look good, so hurry up, the school gate won't open too much Long."

The little fox stepped on Zheng Qing's stomach and yelled loudly in his ear.

Zheng Qing lowered his head and saw a pair of big black pearl-like eyes on the little guy's back.

It was the injured green elf.

"Why is she still on Poseidon!" Zheng Qing said in surprise.

"Where do you want her to go?" Xiao Xiao sighed: "That flight attendant is her master, you know."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and looked around.

Zheng Qing knew what Xiao Xiao meant.

The incident of vicious murder on the special plane is still a secret. In order to keep the journey safe, the staff on the plane repeatedly told them these freshmen to keep silent on this matter.

This kind of thing is easy to understand.

"So, she is now homeless?" Zheng Qing felt a little unbelievable: "Aren't they employees on the plane? The airline should be responsible for this!"

Xiao Xiao let out a short, sharp laugh.

"In the wizarding world, elves are not citizens with the capacity to act." Li Meng explained very seriously from the side: "They belong to the wizards themselves."

"Personally owned by the wizard?"

"To be precise, they are not the personal property of wizards. Because in modern times, this kind of expression will trigger some sympathetic wizards to protest-using this kind of expression for creatures with thinking ability is easy to remind people of slavery." Xiao Xiao While wearing his own red robe, he replied: "So in the modern wizarding code, these elves are recognized as 'effective individuals who form an independent contract with wizards'."

"Although it's a mouthful, you're saying that these elves only have a contractual relationship with that flight attendant. The airline doesn't need to be responsible for them, that's what it means." Zheng Qing's heart was heavy, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Li Meng nodded quickly beside him, and looked at Xiao Xiao with admiration.

"You mentioned to me before that elves live in groups." After a moment of silence, Zheng Qing said slowly, "Where are her little friends?"

He still remembered that when Xiao Xiao introduced the elves to himself before, he mentioned that these little creatures live in groups, and their lives are closely linked to the wizards who nurtured them. Every wizard has his own unique potion for elf cultivation, and these elves will live on those potions from the moment the seed sprouts until they disappear into this world.

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But now, the owner of the elf, the flight attendant, died at the hands of the demon.

What will happen to these little guys without the potion?

Zheng Qing suddenly felt a little panic in his heart.

On Poseidon's back, the little elf yelled 'xixi' with a weak and trembling voice. The pair of transparent wings on her back have been carefully smoothed and ointment applied, and they hang awkwardly on the sides of her body.

She tugged the long hair on Poseidon's neck, and hid her body tightly in the white hair.

The little fox wrinkled his nose and shook his ears carefully.

"Still in that lounge." Li Meng whispered beside him, "With that flight attendant."

Zheng Qing glanced at Xiao Xiao.

"It's not a good idea." Xiao Xiao seemed to know what he was thinking, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice: "You have no way to save them. Even the airlines can't save them. Without the medicine, their life is less than a month gone."

"Is there really no way?" Zheng Qing murmured.

"Yes." Xiao Xiao raised his head, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "The Philosopher's Stone, Fountain of Youth, Flat Peach, Huang Zhongli, Nine Cycles Gold Core. These are all fine."

Li Meng lifted his small leather shoes and kicked him hard a few times.

Xiao Xiao looked at Zheng Qing expressionlessly, and didn't even pat the little footprints on the brand-new red robe.

Zheng Qing's heart sank bit by bit.

Although he knew very little about the wizarding world, he also knew what kind of existence the terms Xiao Xiao mentioned were.

Those legendary Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, even if the wizard got it himself, I'm afraid he would cherish it very much and couldn't bear to use it. Not to mention the use of these elves who do not have full rights in the wizarding code!

Zheng Qing didn't speak any more, just turned around and squeezed through the crowd, rushing to the lounge.

There was no one in the restaurant.

A group of new elves are diligently tidying up the tables, chairs and tableware.

The green light around them is still so docile and gentle, and the singing is still melodious.

The lounge door was ajar and there was no guard.

Zheng Qing worked up his courage and pushed open the door.

In the corner, the group of little elves were surrounded by the dead body of the flight attendant with dim green light.

They were still repeatedly collecting the cold and blackened blood flowing on the ground and feeding it into the mouth of the flight attendant.

Their originally clean wings were covered with thick blood stains, and those thin tentacles were also solidified on their foreheads by blood scabs.

A few brave elves even blocked the big hole in the flight attendant's chest with their bodies, and while trying to massage the cold heart of the female corpse, they greeted their companions loudly.

They were trying to save a life long gone.

The female corpse leaning against the corner didn't move at all.

She raised her head, her lips parted slightly, and a few muddy tears hung from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.

Zheng Qing's nose was a little sour, and his eyelids were a little hot.

"She's dead." He stood at the door, sniffing, trying to speak in a normal tone.

The elves raised their heads in unison and looked at him blankly.

The eyes seem to be abandoned by the whole world.

Zheng Qing couldn't bear it any longer, and tears came out.

"Follow me!" he said out loud. He never felt that his choice was so correct: "I will find a way to keep you alive!"

Not a single elf moved.

They just turned their heads and looked at the flight attendant sitting in the corner quietly and blankly.

"I believe you are wise."

"It's like I believe in saving a bunch of innocent lives!"

"If you want to live, come with me."

"Let's work together to survive!"

"If you don't want to leave, I'll knock you out, put you in a sack and take you away!"

Zheng Qing roared, trembling all over.

There was the sound of clattering tableware falling to the ground in the dining room.

Zheng Qing didn't look back.

He wiped his face and raised his arms.

The elves hesitated, and landed on his arms one by one.

Zheng Qing turned around.

Several friends who had just met were standing there.

Li Meng's eyes were red, but there was a bright smile on her face.

Xiao Xiao silently recorded something in his notebook.

Blue Bird hugged her sword and looked at those elves seriously.

Shi Yuan little monk smiled, clasped his hands together, and softly proclaimed:

"Namo Amitābha! Excellent! Excellent!!"

"We're looking for you. We're about to get off the plane. Change clothes." Li Meng sniffed and yelled loudly.

Zheng Qing glanced back at the female corpse in the corner, the tear from the corner of her eye just slipped down her cheek and landed on the ground.

In the restaurant, the new elves lined up in a neat line, landed on Zheng Qing's forehead one by one, and touched him lightly with their tentacles.

At the entrance of the restaurant, several flight attendants covered their mouths, their eyes were red, and they gave him thumbs up.

The guard, the young captain with gray hair, patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder and handed him a piece of parchment:

"Sign it."