Hunting College

"Ahem."

　　 The young public-sponsored student coughed softly twice, and a gentle smile was extruded on his face: "I just said that it is good to blow the air in winter, and to blow the air more, people look energetic! The body can be as strong as a bear."

　　 This answer didn't care about my own ethics at all. I swallowed the words I had said directly into my stomach, and then degraded and digested them, turning them into farts and let them go.

　　 The other two bystanders in the dormitory were not surprised.

　　 They were used to Zheng Qing's growing thick face, and they laughed at him, wasting those two drops of saliva. Fatty Xin nodded in satisfaction, shook his hand, and gave the blue paper crane freedom.

　　 The paper crane slid through a short arc in mid-air, and was about to fall to the ground, before struggling, re-struggling away the wings that had been crushed by the fat man, and fluttering and flying.

　　 It furiously flapped its small wings and circled the three-turned copper mirror hanging from the top of the dormitory with filaments. It finally spotted the target, grabbed its wings, and smashed it into Zheng Qing's palm.

After 　　 stood up, it babbled the young wizard a few more viciously, then relieved its anger and spread out peacefully.

　　 Zheng Qingxiao took a few breaths and looked at the red marks on the palm of his hand. He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to read what the letter said before dealing with the paper crane.

　　The letter's head is very short, only four words:

　　 "To the **** cat."

　　 Just reading these four words, Zheng Qing felt his heart tight, and the hair on his back suddenly exploded.

　　 Only a few people know that he will become a black cat. Lao Yao or Professor Li wouldn't want to make such humorous jokes with him. Xiao Xiao or the other people who knew about this matter in the Yougui Hunting Team were also very tight-lipped. They can just find a real person if they have something to do, and there is no need to write a letter.

　　 So, after seeing the first four words, Zheng Qing's gaze slid straight to the end of the letterhead, trying to see who actually flew the paper crane for him.

　　 But what puzzled him was that there was no signature at the end of the letter paper, only a small vermilion paw print.

　　 is slender, four-toed, with small palms, round, and looks a little fuzzy when pressed on the letter paper.

　　 Zheng Qing gestured with his fingers, estimated the size of the paw print, and then went around a few times in his mind, still without a clear answer.

　　 He couldn't even tell whether it was the paw print of a cat or a mouse, or the paw prints of kappa and other magical creatures. There are a lot of four-toed creatures that he can think of for a moment, this is still without consulting Dr. Xiao Da.

　　 With this unknown pressure, he began to take it seriously and read the text of the letter word by word:

　　 "See Xin'an."

　　 "The winter vacation is over, don't sleep late, it's time to work."

　　 "Shen Shi, see you under the Maoguo tree."

　　Paw print

　　 attached, please don't tell others!

　　 After reading it again, Zheng Qing was silent for a while.

　　 Then he patiently read it again. The whole letter, not counting the paw print, plus the head and the accompanying words, is less than four crosses. There is time, place, object, and event. It stands to reason that this should be a very clear message.

　　 But Zheng Qing is sure he can't read it.

　　 He once suspected that the paper crane had found the wrong recipient, but soon he threw away the idea. Whether it was the rigor of the paper crane magic, or the dazzling three words ‘big black cat’ when he raised his head, they told him very clearly that the letter was not sent wrong.

　　 With a light sigh, Zheng Qing raised his head, squinted, and looked out the window.

　　 Although the winter sun is not dazzling, it looks extremely pale. Even after looking directly through the glass window, it still makes people dizzy.

　　 Retracted his gaze, and the corner of Zheng Qing's eye skipped several companions.

　　 He was just hesitating whether to give the letter to Xiao Xiao’s staff. He felt that if anyone in this dormitory could give him a better suggestion, it must be Dr. Xiao Da.

　　 But the postscript at the end of the letterhead made him think about it a few times before finally dispelling it.

　　 lowered his eyelids, Zheng Qing's thoughts turned sharply. Since the letter was sent to the ‘Big Black Cat’, it should be the ‘Big Black Cat’ and not a certain wizard. The application time is from 3 to 5 in the afternoon. According to the principle of early or late, it is correct to arrive at three o'clock.

As for where the cat fruit tree is, when Zheng Qing read this address, a big wintering tree naturally appeared in his mind. The leaves were withered, and the clean branches were clinging to lazy hairballs. Hanging on the treetops like fruit.

　　 That is a gathering place for cats in the small woods not far from Linzhong Lake.

　　 The young public-sponsored student raised his eyebrows, feeling that the name was really appropriate and very appropriate. But because it was so suitable, he vaguely caught the sender's tail.

　　 "Should it be a certain cat?" he murmured.

　　 "What are you talking to yourself?" At the desk, Fatty Xin who had just eaten a pear yelled and asked.

　　 "He just said it was a cat or something," Dylan immediately replied, with a sharp hearing, "It seems that he thinks that letter has something to do with a cat."

　　 Zheng Qing squinted his eyes, stared at Mr. Vampire Werewolf, and finally shook his head, turned and got into his tent.

　　 "I'll go out for a while and don't need to bring me dinner." His muffled voice came from the tight tent. The other three people in 403 dormitory looked at each other.

　　 "I didn't intend to bring you dinner." Fatty Xin finally shrugged and replied: "You just said a few minutes ago~www.ltnovel.com~ If you have an appointment tonight, don’t you have dinner?"

　　 Dylan sat in his coffin and smiled.

　　 Zheng Qing did not answer the fat man's run.

　　 just a few low muffled noises from his account.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Zheng Qing's account thoughtfully, and suddenly raised her voice and said, "Wait a moment, I will put your talisman in the drawer so as not to leave paw prints on it. If you can come back at night, remember to I look for it in the drawer."

　　 There is no sound in Zheng Qing's account.

　　 On the window sill, the fat cats were squinting to enjoy the sunlight flowing into the dormitory through the glass. After hearing the doctor's words, they snapped their noses in dissatisfaction and shook their beards.

What a stupid nerd, he licked his paws and glanced contemptuously at the talisman in the doctor's hand. As a noble civet, its paw prints are so precious, how can it give the face to the messy waste paper What about printing?

　　 Its paw prints will only be rewarded where it is worth having them.

　　 such as the oily paper wrapped in chicken legs, the belly of a fat man, and the back of a beautiful female cat.

　　 "Xie Xi."

　　 There was a slight riot from the little elves in Zheng Qing's tent.

　　 wrinkled his nose roundly.

　　 It just vaguely saw a black shadow smaller than a mouse slipping out of the little wizard's tent, then flashed and got out through the crack in the door.