Monster Hunting High School

Sometimes, silence is like the function of the leaf on Adam or Eve's lower body, which can cover shame and ugliness. When you are speechless because you can't find a reason to defend yourself, silence can quietly cover up your shame, emptiness, ignorance, stupidity, etc.

The witch's calm eyes, however, were like two knives, peeling off Zheng Qing's embarrassment wrapped in silence, exposing his spirit naked in the air.

He was at a loss.

Zheng Qing spent the whole afternoon in a daze. He didn't know what the professor of talismanology had talked about today, and didn't pay attention to what he had eaten for dinner. If Xiao Xiao hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten that there was another class of Yin Fuxue in the evening.

Just as he was rushing down the dormitory hill in a hurry.

A short figure blocked him.

"Old Yao is looking for you."

Zhu Si stood in front of the boy with his hands on his waist. Although he was short, his momentum was not weak at all.

After not seeing her for a long time, she still looked the same, almost the same as when Zheng Qing first met her in the mirror world, except for the red spot in the middle of her forehead.

Of course, it is possible that she has changed, but Zheng Qing's memory deceived him.

"Looking for me? Now?"

The wizard took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and hesitated for a moment: "-Did he say what it was? I have a class in the evening, and it will start soon..."

Puff!

The crimson spell light flashed, and the little witch instantly turned into a beautiful, tall, mature witch. Only her face still vaguely retained a few moments ago.

"The legendary wizard is looking for you, and you actually use the stupid excuse of "going to class" to shirk it?"

Zhu Si seemed to be completely unperturbed by his abrupt transformation. He looked at the wizard in disbelief and shook his head: "Although I have been away from this world for a while...but the most basic operating logic of the wizard world has not changed."

Zheng Qing knew that Zhu Si was unstable now and would switch images from time to time. But seeing her change from a small one to a big one still made people feel a subtle sense of discomfort.

He subconsciously remembered what she said when he first saw her transform - sweet dreams are always awakened by a ruthless pee, but nightmares are always lingering - it fits his mood today very well.

Before he could come to his senses.

The witch stretched out her hand and made a clenched gesture, with a sigh in her tone: "But legends are legends after all, and all your reactions are judged by legends... Lao Yao said that since you don't have much energy to study today, don't waste time in the Yin Fuxue class."

She made an invitation gesture.

But although the words are correct, why does it sound so frustrating?

Zheng Qing looked around unconsciously.

"——Lao Yao also said that if you stand there and twist your neck, I will tell you that the guards have been notified and there is no need to find them to modify the route."

The voice in his ear interrupted his other excuse. After that, Zhu Si leaned forward with curiosity, blinking her big eyes: "What is the guard he said? Do you have a guard? You have guards? Why do you have guards!"

A faint fruity fragrance drifted into the boy's nose as the witch approached.

He tried to lean back.

"No, no... I don't know what you are talking about."

He denied dryly, hurriedly bypassed the witch, and slightly quickened his pace: "Are you going to Lao Yao's office? Okay, I know, I'll go now... I know how to get there, no need to lead the way, thank you!"

Zhu Si's light voice came from behind.

Fortunately, she didn't really follow, which made the boy feel a little relieved.

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Because today is Monday, the office building is not quiet. Wizards in robes of various colors come and go, with serious expressions and hurried steps. It seems that everyone is doing the great work of saving the world.

Unlike usual days, the door of Lao Yao's office is wide open today. The smoke floating under the ceiling can slip out unhindered, which makes the room unexpectedly refreshing.

Hearing the boy come in.

Lao Yao, who was sitting at his desk and working, waved his hand without raising his head, and said concisely: "Don't close the door yet. There is another guest. Sit down. If you want to drink tea, make it yourself."

Zheng Qing sat in front of the coffee table in an orderly manner, with his mind full of random thoughts - who is the other guest Lao Yao mentioned? Su Shijun? Or Jiang Yu? Although he already thinks highly of himself, it is not possible that the little things between young male and female wizards can disturb a busy legendary wizard to mediate!

But if Lao Yao is really let to be the middleman, will it give Jiang Yu a feeling of pressure?

What if the other guest he was waiting for was Su Shijun?

The memory of the black gem cat was still very clear in his mind. The meaningful smile on the face of the owner of Qingqiu Mansion when they parted in the morning was still vivid. He really didn't want to make himself more upset.

Of course, while these thoughts flashed through his mind, he had already skillfully cast seven or eight layers of soul protection magic on his body. To ensure that some ideas that make people dig their toes into the ground will not be "inadvertently" read by others.

The waiting time is always particularly difficult.

When Zheng Qingjing's butt was sore from sitting, a lazy voice sounded outside the door.

"Old man Yao! Why did you ask me to come so late at night? I have to make it clear to you that I am now a cat with a system and status. I have to pay overtime for working overtime at night..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge black cat appeared at the door of the office.

Then the voice muttering "overtime pay" stopped abruptly.

The black cat raised one of its front paws at the door, and was reluctant to put it down. Its slightly red eyes rolled around, hovering between Lao Yao and Zheng Qing, with an unfathomable expression.

"Is Thirteen here?"

The dean of Jiuyou College finally raised his head, glanced at the black cat hesitating at the door, and waved: "Don't block the door, come in, come in... and close the door by the way."

After hearing such a straightforward order, the black cat did not turn around and leave. It snorted and slowly squeezed into the office. It swung its thick and long tail behind it and gently closed the door.

Then it squatted across the coffee table from Zheng Qing, raised its head, and looked at the boy with its nostrils.

It was Zheng Qing's shadow cat.

Of course, it seems that it should be called "Cat Thirteen" now.

Fortunately, it was not the two witches.

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a little confused - why did Lao Yao call Shadow Cat to come with him? Did Shadow Cat also get into trouble?

The cyan dragon hanging on the boy's ear raised its head slightly, opened a pair of red and blue eyes, spit out its tongue, and looked at the big black cat opposite the coffee table with interest.

Shadow Cat didn't know this little thing, but it felt uncomfortable when it stared at him, and subconsciously tucked its tail between its legs.