A palace lantern rises and falls, floating in the air.
A few foraging wild fireflies thought they had encountered something delicious. They lay stupidly on the gauze covering of the lantern. Their sharp mouthparts pierced the fine silk, vigorously inflated their abdomens, and sucked the dry air in the lantern in vain. Perhaps
There is also a little bit of steaming wax oil.
The short stuffed bear stood on the smooth stone road, jumping up and down, trying to climb up the palace lantern not far above his head. A few minutes ago, its owner was too shocked and accidentally let go, leaving it furry.
The soles of his feet came into close contact with the earth.
Now, it wants to get back to the peak of Xiongsheng through its own efforts.
But it's really too short.
Even if it tries hard to roll its body into a ball, it still can't bounce high enough.
The stuffed bear finally stopped jumping.
It raised its head, its ears drooped, staring into a pair of crystal clear glass eyes, looking pitifully at its master, hoping to get a little extra help.
But it's a pity.
Its two owners, both the short little witch and the long, straight black witch, ignored the doll's appeal. Their attention was not on it now.
The witches have more important things to deal with.
"So, you were just helping my cousin take care of this bouquet...and I happened to see you while you were returning the flowers?" Li Meng squinted, her eyes very alert, as if she was wary of a hentai, and she used a suspicious expression.
The tone summed up Zheng Qing's explanation.
The young public-funded student nodded repeatedly and almost broke his neck.
"I have reservations about this." The little witch pinched her chin, pretending to be thoughtful, and said seriously: "After all, you were once a liar..."
Zheng Qing was instantly angry.
Therefore, it is said that it is difficult to raise a woman and a villain, but it is extremely difficult to raise a young woman - a small misunderstanding a long time ago, she can remember it for the rest of her life!
The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth curled up slightly.
But with Li Meng's next words, her expression stiffened.
"...I want to write a letter to my family, and I will write it to my grandma." Li Meng smashed her fist into the palm of her hand, her eyes widened, and said in an affirmative tone: "I want to tell her this...she is
People who have been here will definitely know if you are telling lies!"
"Mengmeng!" Squad Leader Jiang narrowed his eyes, put his bare hands on the little witch's shoulders, and touched her ears threateningly.
Li Meng shrank her neck, finally pouted, picked up the stuffed bear that was circling around her legs, and began to ravage its furry ears.
"Do you guys like to participate in hunting competitions so much?" Jiang Yu turned to look at Zheng Qing, bit her lip, and suddenly asked: "Why didn't you find Elena to be your hunting team manager?"
"Elena? She said that she had agreed to join another hunting team." Zheng Qing honestly told the story of how he first went to find a gypsy witch and was rejected.
He still felt very frustrated and his tone always sounded very disappointed.
All I can say is, if you don’t do it, you won’t die.
In the end, the mysterious sixth sense saved the young public-funded student who ran further and further on his way to death.
Zheng Qing seemed to feel a sudden chill in the air. He couldn't help but wrap up his robe tightly, took out a 'windproof charm' from the gray cloth bag, inserted it into the flower bouquet held by the witch, and said with a smile: "That's it.
Summer has just started and it’s so cold... I’m afraid my nose will freeze off in the winter.”
A wisp of green smoke emitted from the windbreak charm, and a colorless barrier gently expanded, drawing in the witch holding the flower.
"I want it too! I want it too!" Li Meng shouted, stomping her pair of red leather shoes beside her.
"Don't make trouble...just hug your stuffed bear." Zheng Qing felt a little sorry for his talisman, slapped the stuffed bear's outstretched paw, and comforted: "This bear looks very warm.
"
"You are the bear! Your whole family is a bear!!" The stuffed bear stared at the pair of glass beads with anger.
This little episode saved some points for Zheng Qing.
When he raised his head again and looked at Jiang Yu, the witch just pursed her lips and said very apologetically: "I'm sorry, I've been busy recently... I may not have time to deal with the hunting team's affairs."
This is a polite refusal.
Zheng Qing could still hear this.
So, he was dumbfounded again - originally he thought this was a sure thing, after all, Jiang Yu gave him the impression that he was always very helpful.
"Ahem!" Li Meng stood next to Jiang Yu and cleared his throat with an expression that said, "Come and invite me."
Zheng Qing took a look at her doll-like appearance, petite figure, and the stuffed bear in her arms. Finally, he laughed dryly, pretended not to notice, laughed, and ran away.
…
…
"You really have no discernment!" Li Meng stared angrily at the retreating figure of the young public-sponsored student.
"Indeed." Jiang Yu rarely agreed with her cousin's point of view.
"Ouch!" The furry bear hung around Li Meng's neck and howled, supporting the two owners' views.
"What you just meant...were you planning to participate in the school hunting party?" Jiang Yu seemed to finally remember something, lowered his head and glanced at Li Meng.
A flash of panic immediately flashed in the little witch's eyes.
"What's the matter...Haha," she laughed dryly, patted the furry bear on the head, and quickly explained: "I just blame him for not noticing that cousin, you have been so busy recently, and he came to disturb you..."
The stuffed bear pitifully raised its paws, hugged its head, endured the cruelty of the little witch, and tried its best to prevent its glass eyes from falling off its head.
Jiang Yu was not distracted by her little moves.
She knelt down, stared closely at the little witch, and warned: "You are not allowed to participate in the school hunting party...No form is allowed. This is not a child's game, people will die...If you don't obey, then
I had no choice but to apply to the school and send you home."
Li Meng pouted her mouth high, rolled her eyes, and agreed feebly.
Then she remembered something else.
"Transfiguration is also a very dangerous magic. Why are you trying it?!" She was a little unconvinced and hummed in a low voice: "Also, I clearly saw you two holding hands just now... I want to write a letter home!"
"What did you say?" Jiang Yu smiled, slapped the little witch on the head, and began to rub her hair.
"Oh... don't mess up my hair!" Li Meng immediately surrendered and begged for mercy.
…
…
After leaving the two witches, Zheng Qing went to the library for a walk.
He went to find Liu Feifei.
She is the last candidate for the hunting team manager and the one with the least possibility.
As the chief student of Jiuyou College this year, Liu Feifei's academic performance is undoubted. However, she rarely participates in clubs or daily activities. She always reads books silently in the library - of course, it should be two or three years ago.
Personally, Nicholas always reads books with her.
Not surprisingly, Liu Feifei also politely rejected Zheng Qing's proposal.
The young public-sponsored student found that mentioning this matter in front of Nicholas was a real failure. Instead of speaking for Zheng Qing, the former guide tried hard to dissuade Liu Feifei from the "barbaric and dangerous activity of hunting monsters."
When Zheng Qing returned to the dormitory with this bad news, Xiao Xiao brought him another bad news.
"The ruling hunting team flew a paper crane for you. The hunting team training has been postponed to the weekend." The doctor took out a paper crane from the drawer and threw it to the public-funded student who had just entered the door.
"Why?!" Zheng Qing scratched his hair and felt tired.
"It is said that it is because the hunting ground of the school hunting club has not been cleared yet... The organizing committee has arranged for the hunting teams within the school's ranking to be divided into parts. They must clear the hidden dangers in the hunting ground before Thursday."
Zheng Qing sighed, opened the crumpled paper crane in his hand, and complained: "Nothing goes smoothly... By the way, next time, please don't treat these little paper cranes so roughly, okay? They are also very hardworking."
.”
"You have to talk to that fat cat about this." Dylan's head suddenly popped out of his big coffin, startling Zheng Qing.
Mr. Vampire Werewolf explained slowly: "I don't know since when, that fat cat likes to toss these little paper cranes... Every paper crane that wants to fly into our dormitory will be ravaged by it for a long time."