Hunting High School

As expected, Mr. was not in the bookstore.

Zheng Qing has been able to face this little setback calmly.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either!"

The yellow raccoon is perched on the window sill of Sanyou Bookstore, basking in the moon boredly, his eyes are slightly squinted, and his whole body is covered with a faint light, in a very lazy state: "The world is so big, where can he not go... Besides, he is not I raised him, why do you ask me where he is..."

Before the words were finished, a golden lightning bolt as thick as chopsticks shot out from the void, and hit the yellow raccoon's forehead accurately. With a bang, a cluster of curly cat fur exploded, and a rush of anxiety quickly filled the air. Burnt taste.

"Aww!"

The flower cat let out a scream, and jumped three feet high on the spot. When it landed, it raised its paw and pointed viciously at mid-air, as if it wanted to say something cruel, but it poked its paw a few times in the air, and finally retracted it wobbly.

"Did you see it?" Huang Huali looked at the boy with a bad temper, and growled: "Just say something like me, and he must know that you are looking for him!"

Zheng Qing looked at Huamao with a look of foolish eyes.

"I just want to ask Mr. to be the instructor of our hunting team." He pretended not to hear the bad suggestion from the yellow raccoon, and sincerely explained the purpose of own's visit: "There is a school hunting meeting in the school this month, and the forgiveness hunting team needs to find someone Only the right instructor can participate in the competition..."

"It's such a small thing?!" The yellow raccoon's nose was almost twisted in anger, and he raised his paw and pointed to the scorched and curly cat hair on his forehead, motioning Zheng Qing to see the price it paid.

Boys can't say 'that's because of your cheap mouth', so they could only look at the black cat with a sorry face, and added expectantly: "...Brother Huang, you know that the Forgiveness Hunting Team is very good, although It's not as good as a few college teams, but the entire First University is a little weaker than the ruling. We are not embarrassed when we meet 3a... Did you know that in order to participate in this school hunting meeting, we specially practiced In the second-tier battle formation, during the first training, he was chased and killed by a frenzied upgraded Getraxi..."

"Don't tell me such nonsense."

The yellow raccoon interrupted the boy's chatter angrily, called out a water mirror, tilted his head, and carefully looked at the blown-out fur on his forehead, with a distressed face: "My fur, I don't know how long it will take to raise it." ..."

While talking, he glanced at the boy from time to time.

It wasn't until the third time that its paws stroked the scorched cat fur, and it said "cat fur care fee" in its mouth, that the young public finance student suddenly realized.

"Brother Huang, you know my net worth," Zheng Qing looked at the cat on the window sill sincerely, took out a green jade coin from his pocket, and handed it forward with both hands: "This is the first semester of our hunting team." All the rest of the activities are spent..."

The yellow raccoon didn't even lift his eyelids.

Zheng Qing gritted his teeth, and took out a few golden beans, a few silver horns, and a handful of copper coins, and the clang was very pleasant: "It's all here... dap;k will not be able to pay next month's salary." out!"

The yellow raccoon finally raised his eyelids, glanced at the little gold and silver that Zheng Qing was holding in his palm, and sighed: "With this subsidy, I can't even buy a small dried fish. What use is it for me..."

Zheng Qing knew at first that the small dried fish that the yellow raccoon usually eats is not an ordinary item sold on the pedestrian street, but now hearing it say that it can't even buy a small dried fish with so much money in its hands, it still feels sad.

There is really no harm without comparison.

You know, Xin Fatty exchanged a jade coin for chicken legs, which can make the whole 403 dormitory enjoy a whole semester—including the fat cat in the dormitory.

Right now, I can't even buy a small dried fish.

"Put away your little gold." The yellow raccoon waved its paws generously, stood up, moved to Zheng Qing's side, grabbed the boy's shoulders, and asked enthusiastically, "You also Can be exchanged with other interesting things... For example, the old man gave you something fun, and I can play with it for a few days..."

Hearing the word 'old man', Zheng Qing looked up guiltily.

Look, and at the same time try to hide to the side, lest you will be involved in this dead cat, and you will also be hit by lightning.

He doesn't have the confidence to be as rough-skinned and thick-skinned as the yellow raccoon.

It's just that the tabby cat's claws were very strong, the young wizard didn't break free at all, and each person and cat stuck a little tighter. Zheng Qing bet that when he looked up, the flower cat was also carefully aiming up.

Fortunately, the husband may not care about the edge of the yellow raccoon's words, and did not appreciate the second lightning bolt.

This greatly increased the courage of the yellow raccoon.

"Is there, is there." It wagged its tail and scratched Zheng Qing's neck, with an eager cat face: "The old man can rest assured that you stay at school alone, and I must have given you a lot of good things..."

Zheng cringed his neck and dodged around, but he still couldn't avoid the fluffy tail.

In the end, he sighed helplessly: "I really don't have... only a pocket watch, which seems to be able to control the time, and I don't know how to use it yet... Do you want it?"

"Tch, what's so interesting about time." The yellow raccoon rattled his head and said, "Is there anything else? Give me something fun, and I'll tell you where to go to find an instructor."

This time, Zheng Qing must be serious.

He wrinkled his face and tried hard to think about the things in his gray cloth bag, eliminating one by one, and finally locked his target on the dharma book that had been hidden for a long time.

"How about this Dharma book?" The young public finance student took out the Dharma book with great interest, unbuckled the buckle before the yellow fox could react, opened the Dharma book, and pointed out: "Mr. Dao incantations are the opening gestures of forbidden spells..."

After the Battle of Hell, the incantations on the dharma book disappeared with the slender beam of light; at the end of the summer vacation, Zheng Qing opened the book, and there were already many faint handwriting in it, faintly visible.

This time, when I opened it again, the mantras on the first few pages of the book had reappeared completely and clearly in front of my eyes. Although there were still many gaps and ambiguities in the back, it did not affect the boy's hard work in recommending it to Huamao.

"Put it away, put it away!"

The yellow raccoon turned away with an unlucky face, its furry paws slapped the wizard's face like a spring, and his voice was a little irritable: "...It's really taking everything out...you just Aren't you afraid that the Dharma book in your hand will run away and blow up the old man's bookstore?"

Zheng Qing blinked, put away the book obediently, and fastened the leather buckle on it again. A few wisps of clouds slipped between the mouth of the book and the cover, and the colorful streamers disappeared in a flash.

"The instructor..." The boy looked at Huamao shyly.

The yellow raccoon looked unhappy, raised its paw and pinched it a few times, as if a wizard was pinching his fingers to calculate. It's just that the chubby cat's face looks extra festive when paired with the furry paws.

"Go to Qingqiu mansion to find that little fox!"

Soon, the yellow raccoon figured out the result, flicked its tail, and disappeared in front of the boy in an instant, leaving only the residual voice echoing in the empty bookstore: "Divination shows that she is your instructor..."