Hunting High School

On the black prison battlefield, the banshee Yoshiko Fukatsu disguised herself as a purple-haired witch from the teaching assistant group, and defrauded the rune spears in the hands of Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, eliminating the greatest threat to it from the young wizards.

At that time, several rune guns disappeared in a brilliant brilliance, Zheng Qing once thought that they were all crushed by Yoshiko Fukatsu.

It wasn't until last night after the class meeting that Professor Yao stopped the young public finance student in private and returned the Remington. Zheng Qing didn't know that the gun had survived.

"...This gun is a trophy that Yoshiko Fukatsu voluntarily handed in."

After briefly explaining the origin of the gun, Professor Yao bit his pipe, his face was submerged in the dense smoke, and his whole face was as vague as his voice: "Perhaps it was because of the special marks on the gun that it survived that terrible battle." It survived on the battlefield, but it was also those imprints, and several laboratories in charge of safety testing in the school were unable to determine whether it was really safe... and finally handed it over to the top, and it was up to us old guys to judge."

Zheng Qing knew what those 'special marks' Lao Yao mentioned were.

This Remington was originally just an ordinary rune gun, a gift given by Su Shijun to celebrate Zheng Qing's first place in the school hunting club freshman competition-maybe this is why, this rune gun ended up survived. After all, with the blessing of a great wizard, it is more or less always slightly different from other rune guns.

Of course, Su Shijun's mark is not the only one branded on this Remington.

Before the black prison, Hastur, who was wearing a yellow robe, branded some yellow windmill-shaped symbols on the gun in the dreamland; Also left his mark on this rune gun; and most importantly, in the Minor World deep in the silent forest, after Zheng Qing died with the incarnation of Satogua who descended, this rune gun was destroyed together, and Mr. fixed it.

Thinking of Mr. Zheng Qing suddenly raised his head.

"Where's the Colt python?" The young wizard was full of confusion and hope: "Did that banshee lie to you? Both of these guns have been...restored. It doesn't make sense that one is intact and the other is damaged." Crush it."

He was vague, without specifying who restored both guns.

The professor raised his eyebrows.

"really."

He muttered, took the pipe from his mouth, waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, carefully looked at the expression of the young public fee student, as if he saw some rare treasure: "These two guns have been specially treated... Don't worry, the silver python is also intact, but several laboratories in the school feel that these two guns should have better ownership than handing them over to some penniless little wizard..."

Zheng Qing curled her lips silently and rolled her eyes.

These days, grabbing things can be said so openly.

As if noticing the boy's expression, Professor Yao coughed softly twice, put the pipe back into his mouth, and took two puffs, letting the smoke cover his face again, and this time he covered it up more thoroughly than before. .

"Fu..."

"Don't worry, both guns will be returned to you."

Professor Yao first took a reassuring medicine for Zheng Qing, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and explained kindly: "This Remington checks quickly, so I will return one to you first, in case you don't have any Take advantage of things... As for the other silver python, after the school confirms that there are no hands or feet made by demons, it will return it to you."

Zheng Qing nodded noncommittally.

He suspected that it was detained because the Colt silver python had fewer 'special marks' on it and was more likely to be 'checked' by the school's laboratories.

As for the current Remington, besides the imprints of Su Shijun, Mister, Lao Yao and Hastur, there is a small crimson skull on the gun.

Noticing the boy's gaze, the professor nodded and added: "After our inspection, this mark seems to have some kind of identification effect... As long as you hold this gun, you will be recognized by the demons as the same kind, and you will not be affected by it." They attack. This is a very useful, but also very dangerous function. Like a slightly poisonous fruit, eating it can paralyze your mouth and tongue."

Zheng Qing suddenly felt that the gun was a little hot.

Very simple logic, since this gun can allow the monsters to identify the enemy and friend, does it also carry some kind of positioning function? Wandering around with this gun, will some big monster that suddenly appeared grab it?

Zheng Qing didn't doubt his attraction to some existences and forces at all.

"If Vice Principal Yu will help you to leave a cover-up blessing on the gun, you can prevent it from being located and detected by monsters on the basis of retaining the 'deception' function."

The professor caressed the body of the gun, and after a brief explanation, he suddenly put the gun into Zheng Qing's hand, and motioned: "Before I hand it over to you, I need to do one last experiment... Come, shoot me."

"what?"

Zheng Qing was a little caught off guard, holding the Remington in his hand, and looked at Professor Yao blankly. After a long while, he shied away uneasily: "No, it can't be done. It's dangerous for me to use it..."

"I know."

Mr. calmly held the barrel of the gun and pointed it at Own's belly: "After you almost killed Mike King Soprano, every old wizard in the school who knew a little bit had this kind of awareness. But again, I And have a little confidence in myself.”

The young wizard suddenly realized that standing in front of him was not only the counselor of Tianwen 08-1 class, but also the dean of Jiuyou College, a terrifying ape demon with three heads and eight arms, a powerful existence who was being promoted to legend .

He looked left and right.

The corridor on the sixth floor was a bit empty. After the class meeting, most of the people in the classroom had disappeared. Even the stick figure behind the door didn’t know where to visit. Yellow white paper.

"Is it right here?" The young public finance student confirmed anxiously.

"rest assured."

The professor bit his pipe and smiled. I don't know how many times he said this word tonight: "If this gun can hurt me, even in the depths of the silent forest, it can still hurt me."

Zheng Qing licked his dry lips. He really wanted to say that he was not worried about hurting you, an old monster, but worried about accidentally destroying the teaching building and being held accountable by the school.

But at the same time, he also felt the confidence of Professor Yao.

So, the boy simply pulled the trigger.

A huge suction gushed out from the barrel of the gun, like a long whale sucking up the river, and the power of the forbidden curse that escaped from the depths of his soul was gathered into the magazine, compressed, shaped, and then exited with a bang.

Zheng Qing clearly heard a small snake hiss in dissatisfaction in his left ear, as if protesting against being robbed of delicious food.

Immediately, a light blue flashed across the muzzle of the gun.

An illusory talisman flashed by, seemingly in a hurry, and hit Professor Yao's chest.