Monster Hunting High School

With less than two hours left before the start of the freshman competition, the hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team finally left Dormitory 403 and set off to the gathering place provided by the Hunting Committee.

Of course, they did not forget to move Zheng Qing, who was sleeping soundly, onto a soft flying carpet.

The blanket was floating more than one meter above the ground. The blanket was made of fine wool and looked very comfortable - this made the young public-funded student's 'consciousness' feel a little satisfied.

"I borrowed this blanket from Balash Sasan," Fatty Xin proudly showed off his connections to his companions: "He is the ethics review committee member of the editorial board of the school newspaper. He studied at Atlas In the second grade, I believe in Zoroastrianism...I remember you called this sect Ziaojiao?"

"Zoroastrianism, that word is pronounced xian." Xiao Xiao glanced at the fat man silently and added: "You can also use the two names Zoroastrianism and Manichaeism. For most people, they cannot distinguish the subtleties. difference.”

Lin Guo laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

Xin obviously didn't like the doctor's suggestion, so he dragged the flying carpet to the front of the team with a stinky face. Therefore, when he saw the divination professor standing under a sycamore tree on the boulevard, he had to be the first to stop and bow to say hello.

"Professor, good afternoon." The fat man nodded his head laboriously.

"Oh? Oh, okay, okay." Professor Yi seemed to be in a daze, and it took him a while to realize. He glanced at the young wizards with hazy eyes: "Are you going to watch the hunting competition? Yes, yes, we will meet today. Had a great game..."

"Our hunting team participating in the competition." Zhang Jixin had to stand up and protect the reputation of his hunting team - even though their brand new hunting team had no reputation at all.

Professor Yi agreed vaguely and continued to circle around the fallen sycamore tree next to him.

"What are you looking for, Professor?" Xiao Xiao was obviously very interested in Professor Yi's behavior.

"Inspiration." The professor stopped, stretched out a finger, tapped his temple, and whispered: "It's those voices ringing in your head. You need to find where they are hiding... As a fortune teller "There is nothing more important than following your inspiration."

"Then have you found it?" Lin Guo also asked curiously.

The professor did not answer directly, but lowered his head and frowned, looking like he was thinking hard: "When I got up in the morning, the rooster that crowd told me that I would have unexpected gains in this place at this time. …”

"An unexpected gain?"

"It might be the notebook I lost when I was in college, or it might just be a bouquet of lilacs, or a piece of blue cheese. Of course, it might also be a new pointer." Professor Yi murmured, guessing.

The young wizards shuddered in unison.

I don’t know if it’s because of the weird ingredient or the scary stick.

"In that case, we won't disturb you anymore." Zhang Jixin smiled dryly, pushing the floating carpet in front of him and carefully moving forward: "We still have to prepare for the pre-game inspection... You can continue, I won't disturb you anymore. "

The others lined up in a row, silently following behind the main hunter, and slipped forward silently.

"Follow up...you can't be too far away from your body." Mr. Wu pushed Zheng Qing, who was meditating, and reminded: "Even the main consciousness can be easily blown away by the strong wind if it leaves the body too far. You still Not a state of soul."

Zheng Qing suddenly woke up, drowsily following the hunters who were excusing him. He drifted for a while before he suddenly came to his senses and turned to look at Mr. Wu.

"Can they not see you? Sir." He finally realized a very crucial question: "Can't Professor Yi see you either?"

"A little trick," Mr. Wu looked away from Professor Yi and looked at Zheng Qing with a smile: "It can always help you win when you are playing hide and seek... Well, you understand me as the same as you now As long as the status is the same.”

"Is it also an out-of-body experience?" Zheng Qing muttered.

"To be precise, it's 'consciousness' out of the body." Mr. Wu corrected: "This is a more subtle state than the soul out of the body... I used this rhetoric before to make it easier for you to understand the meaning. "

If consciousness had a nose, Zheng Qing would definitely not be able to help but touch his nose now.

"Then how did you show up at school? I remember that the campus guard formation can isolate everything that does not belong to the school, including souls, curses, etc. Consciousness also belongs to this category."

"If you are invited, you can naturally come in... Everyone knows this rule of the school." The gentleman floated lightly in front of Zheng Qing, with his hands behind his back, he said slowly: "As a gentleman, there will always be a few An old friend... Besides, it’s the hunting moon now, so it’s not that difficult to get an invitation letter from the school.”

This explanation makes sense.

Even the public-funded student who likes to think wildly did not think of any counter-examination.

Until they arrived at Hunting Ground No. 1 and were about to enter the small auditorium next to the hunting ground for a pre-game inspection.

Mr. Wu's figure stopped drifting.

"Now that I know what happened, I won't continue nagging..." Mr. Wu stopped and said humorously: "The door was not locked when I came out, and no one was looking after the bookstore, except for the dead one. Cat, how can you put people at ease... It won’t look good if that cat draws a few whiskers on your face.”

Zheng Qing thought of the scene in the store where the civet took advantage of his husband's absence and secretly took dried fish from the cupboard to eat. He couldn't help but smile, and then stopped laughing.

"Are you leaving now?" Although he knew that his husband would leave, Zheng Qing felt a sense of reluctance in his heart.

In the two months since he entered the school, although he acted nonchalantly, he had been feeling a little uneasy in his heart. I can't tell if it's fear, yearning, or some other feeling.

"I'm leaving." Mr. Wu nodded, glanced up at the ceiling of the small auditorium, and added: "Although things happened a bit hastily, it is not a bad thing after all, and it should not have much impact..."

The sounds from behind became lower and lower, until they were inaudible.

"What?" Zheng Qing listened as the words behind him became increasingly blurry, and couldn't help but ask, "What's the impact?"

Mr. Wu stopped talking, paused for a few seconds, stretched out his finger, and pointed at the ceiling of the small auditorium.

"It's time for you to go in." He finally said: "There are some uninvited guests here. You'd better return to your body quickly and find a way to inform the professors at the school... If things can't be done, then think about how to protect yourself. life. Remember, no matter what the situation is, living is the most important thing.”

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pushed.

Before Zheng Qing had time to ask what kind of uninvited guest it was, he felt his feet slip and he fell into a dark, bottomless abyss on one side.

When he reopened his eyes, the pre-game inspection had already begun for a few minutes.

The few wisps of fragrance that Elena brought when she just approached was like a stimulant, which made him quickly recall the words of his husband before.

He was leaning on the flying carpet, squinting slightly.

Apart from the concerned eyes of his companions, the only things that caught his eye were the dark and hollow ceiling above his head, the group of small light groups flying around like a swarm of light bugs, and the puppet hidden in the light group.

…

puppet?

Zheng Qing blinked hard.

As if feeling his gaze, in the light ball, the motionless puppet suddenly opened its mouth and pulled out a big, malicious smile.

"It's dangerous!" The young public-funded student struggled and tried to stand up.

"Snapped!"

All the lights in the small auditorium were extinguished in an instant.

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