Hunting High School

In normal seasons, at one o'clock in the evening, there will still be a lot of life on campus during the day—students studying hard in the study room, students doing experiments in front of the stage, students walking and chatting under the street lamps, students walking in the grove The students in the tryst, and so on and so on, and so on.

But today is not one of those days.

Because the Lantern Festival had just passed, the school's curfew had not been completely stopped. At this moment, the school seemed a little deserted. Except for some students who were ordered to patrol around, few people were seen wandering around.

Except for some "idle animals" that are neither wizards nor pets - although they also live in this academy, they are not students after all and are not subject to the ban, as long as they don't care about the dangerous smell in the air outside No matter it is the patrol team or the school work committee, they will turn a blind eye to these figures wandering around.

This is why Zheng Qing can leisurely walk through the empty small square, cross the quiet Linzhong Lake, and come to the office building for a stroll at night like this.

After leaving the dormitory, according to the established plan, Zheng Qing went straight to the office building, trying to ask the professors to help him palm his eyes and see what happened to him--this kind of thing is most suitable for Lao Yao, if Lao Yao can't find it , Professor Yi from the divination class is also a good candidate. No matter how bad it is, it is not impossible for Zheng Qing to enter Professor Li's office once holding his nose.

It's just that the plan is always very good, but in reality there will always be various accidents.

For example, Lao Yao is not in his office, for example, Professor Yi is not in his office, and for example, Professor Li is not in his office. The huge office building looks pitch black from the outside, without a trace of light.

Zheng Qing still squeezed into the building through the crack of the door, trying to struggle. But no matter the lobby on the first floor or the corridors in the left and right directions, it is a dark world, without a ray of light, and there is no shadow of people.

On the contrary, there are a few milky white ghosts, mournful, weeping and wandering in the corridors, occasionally passing by the black cat, always carefully bypassing it, that's all - I don't want to ask them any questions Probably, these empty-headed guys are indifferent to everything going on around them except telling the story of their own death over and over again.

Zheng Qing also tried to find the doorkeeper to find out where the professors were going.

"Password!" After hearing the black cat's question, Shen Tu hanging on the door of Lao Yao's office opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Huh?" The black cat squatted in front of the door, its ears pulled into airplanes, blinking, with a dazed expression: "What password?!"

"Let's answer the password for the question." Yu Lei leaned on White Tiger, lowered his head, looked at the black cat with sleepy eyes, and yawned a big way: "...you never think that you can come here casually Personally ask questions, we have to answer honestly. Not to mention you're just a cat."

"What's wrong with cats, you discriminate against cats." Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose, raised his paw and scratched his chin, feeling a little worried in his heart.

Naturally, he didn't know the password. After all, he was just a white man and had never held any position in the student union or other institutions of the school. Therefore, he had no chance to know the password of the gatekeeper in the professor's office.

"Password!" Standing on the peach talisman, Shen Tu paused heavily for the halberd in his hand, and asked again.

Before Zheng Qing could speak, White Tiger, who was originally lying behind Yu Lei, stood up suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and roared: "Where are you bastards! How dare you make trouble in front of this god!"

"You can also talk!" Hearing the roar of the White Tiger, Zheng Qing suddenly became interested, wagging his tail involuntarily, and looked at the White Tiger curiously, feeling that he is not alone.

White Tiger, including the two door gods, Shen Tu Yu Lei, knew nothing about the emotion of the black cat under the door. At the moment, their attention was not on the noisy little black cat either.

Accompanied by a low hum of prayer, a thin layer of golden light appeared on the surface of the wooden door, and then spread rapidly. It seemed as if it enveloped the entire building in an instant, embellishing peach charms of all the door gods.

"Squeak!" A piercing scream sounded from the corner of the corridor, startling the black cat who was looking left and right. It immediately turned its head, leaning its back against the wooden door, and looked at the corner vigilantly.

Not long after, a deep voice chanted from the wooden door behind him: "Shi Chunxi!"

A point of white light suddenly appeared in the dark corridor, and suddenly expanded, shining brightly, illuminating the originally pitch-black world extremely brightly. Under the white light, several ghosts who were planning to pass through the wall shrank back behind the wall while screaming loudly at the door god who cast the spell.

"You guys know how to do magic?!" Zheng Qing felt the light blooming all around, and couldn't help squinting his eyes, looking at the door god hanging in the amulet with admiration. He felt that the subverted understanding today was almost as good as the day when he first met Thomas.

The door gods still ignored him.

Naturally, Zheng Qing will not disregard the severity and continue to make trouble at this time.

Under the white light, at the corner, a big mouse with pointed head and round ears and a long tail appeared in front of everyone.

Zheng Qing's eyes, which were originally squinted due to the strong light, widened involuntarily.

As an adult with eighteen years of life experience, Zheng Qing is no stranger to mice. This kind of little thing that hides in the gutter and steals food has never been loved by people. Even within wizarding circles, the rat's reputation doesn't seem to be improving much. This can be clearly seen from the pets of the students - many wizards have cats as companions, but very few wizards have mice as pets.

It's just that, unlike the mouse in Zheng Qing's impression, the mouse that appeared in the office building was wearing clothes.

Yes, the mouse is wearing a red waistcoat.

The vest was not big, and the hem could barely reach above the mouse's tail. There was no button on the front, but a delicate zipper. There are no pockets on the vest, but the small backpack on the back of the vest makes up for this shortcoming very well.

The black mouse in the red vest seemed to be blinded by the strong light. It bent over and groped on the ground for a while before standing up tremblingly while leaning against the wall.

"Squeak... squeak!" It squealed and screamed, looking at its expression, it seemed to be cursing something.

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The door gods who were originally full of confidence, after seeing the mouse's attire and hearing its screams, seemed to recall something, they all restrained their breath, retracted into the peach charm on the door again, and began to fall asleep.

"Excuse me, who can tell me what that mouse does?" Zheng Qing raised his paw and knocked on the wooden door beside him.

White Tiger closed his eyes and drooped his ears, like a stone sculpture; Shen Tu sat down on the side, with a wandering expression; and Yu Lei, although he continued to be on duty with his arms folded and his face drooping, he also ignored the black cat's question and turned a blind eye.

The mouse squeaked for a long while, maybe it was tired of shouting, but it also vented its anger, flicked its tail, turned a corner, and left the corridor straight away.

The black cat hesitated for a few seconds, and finally gave up on communicating with the dead objects hanging on the door, jumped up briskly, and followed the trail of the mouse.

This mouse looks very interesting.

Cats, on the other hand, like funny things the most.

Besides, catching mice or something should belong to the bounden duty of cats.

The black cat was thinking happily, completely forgetting the doctor's advice not long ago to 'don't make trouble', just chasing interests and satisfying own curiosity. (to be continued)