Monster Hunting High School

When he opened the door, he saw a dark corridor in front of him, with spots of light faintly visible in the distance.

The damp wall covering, mixed with the smell of rust and moldy wood, poured into Zheng Qing's nostrils, causing him to sneeze uncontrollably.

"Ah sneeze!"

Along with this sneeze, the iron door behind him slowly closed.

Blocking the light behind him, he also blocked the sound of Westminster Abbey bells coming from far behind.

"A strong sense of déjà vu," the young public-funded student chuckled. He no longer felt uneasy like last time. Instead, he skillfully took out his Dharma book, opened the title page, and read softly:

"Hey, little star, I'm in the east!"

Three to five points of twinkling starlight suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Qing, like huge fireflies, dancing happily, drawing beautiful light trails in the dark basement corridor, illuminating the surrounding area.

This is a lighting spell commonly used by students. It consumes low magic power and summons cold light. It is very suitable for use deep in the library or when hunting. Compared with spells such as 'The East is bright, the light of the moonrise' or 'The sun rises and the moon rises brightly', '嘒比小星' requires very high skills in its use, and is often used by everyone to compete. , to see who can summon more stars and have beautiful flying trajectories.

Zheng Qing learned this mantra from Dylan.

After walking dozens of steps along the corridor, he turned a corner and saw the familiar stairs standing quietly not far in front of Zheng Qing.

"Click."

Zheng Qing opened his pocket watch and took a look at the time.

At 9:46 pm, it was less than a minute before he left Phuket Island and the school where he had lived for half a year.

"Amazing magic." The young wizard muttered in a low voice and carefully put away the pass hanging on his chest. This is his voucher for returning to school in two weeks.

Then he took the heavy luggage out of the gray cloth bag and began to climb the stairs panting.

"I'm back!!"

As he crawled, he yelled.

…

Zheng Qing returned home on the night of the 18th, on the heels of Xiaonian.

At that time, the family was sitting around eating and watching TV. In the incense burner under the statue of the Stove God in the kitchen, the freshly refilled incense smoke is rising. On the TV, the Chinese New Year programs year after year are the same as last year.

Not surprisingly, Zheng Qing's sudden appearance at the door shocked the family.

"Didn't the school inform us that you can't come back until tomorrow? Why are you coming back so late at night!" Zheng's father was worried about Zheng Qing's sudden appearance. He had originally planned to drive to Chang'an Airport to pick him up the next day. 【**...fastest update】

For students whose family members are not wizards, First University will adopt the method of blocking information and confusing magic to ensure the distance between the wizarding world and Baiding's world. Correspondingly, the school also has a specialized agency to take care of gifts during the holidays, as well as making phone calls and sending and receiving letters on weekdays.

It's like going home for winter vacation this time.

The return date informed by the school to the students' parents is about one day later than the students' actual return date. This can prevent some parents from actually going to the airport or pier to pick them up and complicating the situation.

As for related explanations, the school also has a unified statement.

"The school gave a short notice to adjust the flight schedule at the end of the year. The flight to our school has been advanced." Zheng Qing rolled his eyes in his heart, but explained seriously: "Originally, I was thinking of going to Chang'an to call home. The phone...but I thought it wasn’t that far away, so I stopped fussing.”

The family members had no doubts about Zheng Qing's explanation, and they just complained a little about the school.

Compared with his father, Zheng Qing's mother's concerns are much more practical.

"Everyone is back, why are you talking about those useless things?" She was busy adding a pair of dishes and chopsticks to Zheng Qing, and at the same time urged: "Hurry up, wash up, remove the dust, and then eat first... not yet Let’s have dinner!”

Zheng Qing was vague, neither confirming nor denying.

In fact, he had just had dinner less than four hours ago, but looking at his mother's expectant eyes and hearing her joyful tone, he really didn't have the courage to refuse.

"Then I'm going to wash up first." He muttered, piled a few large gift bags at the door, and walked straight to the bathroom.

Behind him, there was a vague conversation between parents complaining about each other.

"I told you to wrap the dumplings today so that the children can eat them when they come back tomorrow. You insist on making them tomorrow."

"Wouldn't it be fresher tomorrow? Who knew he would be back tonight..."

…

While Zheng Qing was eating, Professor Zheng, who had already rested, also got up and came to the living room.

"Are you back? Are you tired from the journey?"

"Is it hard to study in college?... Don't relax too much after entering college. I remember that your studies are a bachelor's, master's and doctoral program, right? This requires your usual grade points, so you can't be careless at all!"

The old man was sitting on the sofa, chattering away and talking about Zheng Qing's studies. While Zheng Qing was eating, he chose beautiful words to please the old man. Father Zheng and Mother Zheng wanted to stop the old man from talking about those serious topics, but they couldn't really interrupt him. They could only push me and push you, which made Zheng Qing laugh secretly.

After sitting for a long time, perhaps because of his lack of energy, Professor Zheng stood up and planned to rest again.

Zheng Qing could almost hear his parents letting out a long breath in the living room.

"Oh, right." After standing up and taking two steps, Professor Zheng suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to Zheng Qing: "Mr. Wu has not been in the store recently... He mentioned it to me when I went out a few days ago. , I want you to take some time to go to the store and have a look... The Chinese New Year is coming soon. When you go to the store, remember to clean it up and post some couplets about the door god. "

"Oh, no problem." Zheng Qing agreed repeatedly, but couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Although he had heard from his husband before and was mentally prepared that he would not meet him when he returned home during the Chinese New Year, he still had a little extravagant hope in his heart before returning home.

Professor Zheng didn't notice his grandson's expression, but still ordered calmly: "...and the yellow civet in Mr. Wu's shop. When he left, he also asked us to take care of it more, and you go clean the shop. Pay attention when you visit, and if the cat is in the store, take it home, it won’t matter for a few days.”

When Zheng Qing heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Does that golden civet still need to take care of itself? This joke is so funny. However, considering that his husband's words were not without purpose, Zheng Qing agreed without hesitation.

After the arrangements were made, Professor Zheng walked to the bedroom with satisfaction.

As he walked, he muttered: "I don't know where the fat mouse at home has gone... I'll let the tabby cat look for it. Maybe he can find it..."

Zheng Qing knew that the fat rat the old man mentioned was probably 'Fei Rui' who had lived at home for a long time. Because as time went by, the old man became very sensitive to that energetic little thing, so he couldn't forget it.

Of course, he also knew that Fei Rui had now returned to Phuket Island. No matter how powerful Mr. Huang's brother was, he would never find the fat mouse at home.

However, he would never tell his grandfather about such a thing.

Some things can only rely on the power of time to slowly wash away the traces they have left.

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