Hunting College

() "In order to stop the guests who came without notice, the farmer took time to chop the bamboo and wattle, and re-tightened the fence. But he overlooked one thing-the fence is dead, but the claws and teeth are alive."

"Every time it doesn't take long, the fence will become riddled with holes again."

"In this way, the farmer pierced the fence more and more densely, and the time wasted in the garden every day was also getting longer and longer. Until one day, he once again drove away a grass sperm that got into the garden through the gap in the fence and looked at it. The skinny guy ran away in panic with a handful of berries, but was indifferent to the basket of mushrooms in his basket. The farmer suddenly stood up straight."

"He finally remembered that he is a farmer, not a gardener."

"The next year, he leveled the flowers and plants in the garden and planted mushrooms... So there were no bees in the garden, no flower sperm and grass sperm, naturally there would be no rabbits, weasels and wild boars. , The farmer’s small garden was calm again... It is said that he took down the fence later."

"The wild animals in the woods will occasionally pass by his little garden, but they will only leave a casual glance, or pee next to it. Nothing will ruin his little garden anymore."

The story comes to an end.

Elder Attar raised the wine glass in his hand, took a big sip with satisfaction, and sighed comfortably: "Every thought is like a blank piece of drawing paper at the beginning, anyone can paint it... Until this idea turned into a plan, the plan fell into reality. There were more frames on the drawing paper, and our ideas became more framed."

Zheng Qing stared at the wine glass in the old man's hand.

He initially thought he understood the moral of the story of Old Man Attar, but now, he was suddenly a little unsure of his thoughts.

Is the garden really a dreamland? Is it true that you, or other guests who come without notice, are the flower sperm, grass sperm, or even wild boar that jumped into the garden? So who is the farmer? Where is the wreckage of the fence?

Xiao Xiao seemed to have fallen into similar confusion, frowning, staring hollowly at the pattern on the carpet, without saying a word. It seems that the smarter the head, the easier it is to sink deeper into the quagmire of thinking.

Fortunately, the hunting team also has a hunter who is not good at thinking.

After the old man’s story was told, and after a while of quiet surroundings, Zhang Jixin finally couldn’t contain the anxiety in his heart, and shouted: “So, how on earth did you show us the way?”

The shout awakened the ‘wise man’ who was immersed in the quagmire of thinking, and also interrupted the old man who was raising the glass to his mouth and preparing to take a drink.

Elder Attar raised his right index finger and pointed to it.

The young wizards and banshees all raised their heads and looked up—above their heads is the magnificent dome of the temple, which is covered with exquisite sculptures and splendid murals. There are cruising lights and shadows floating between the top beams and large blocks. The transparent glass is embedded in the skylight, and through that transparent glass, you can vaguely see the bright stars in the depths of the sky.

"Ask the great beings in the depths of the starry sky for help?" This was the first thought that came to Zheng Qing's mind, but it was immediately destroyed by him: "No, it should not be, we are already standing in the gods of Bastite It’s in the temple... He can’t direct us to seek help from other gods of the past, that would be too shameful."

Gods value ‘face’ more than mortals. After all, in their life form, there are very few things worth caring about. In other words, as a ‘conceptual’ existence, gods pay more attention to certain ‘pan-conscious’ concepts than the ordinary.

"Is it a star road?" Zheng Qing searched for a bit of knowledge vaguely seen in his mind, and guessed: "I remember it was mentioned in magical cosmology that the universe is like a film, and different worlds are like this one. The raised bubbles on the film... the starry sky is the reflection of the bubbles."

Following the star road and finding the way home is the most reliable but also the least feasible plan.

So before this, Zheng Qing had never thought about this possibility.

The long journey and time, the routes in the depths of the starry sky, the beacons of different worlds, the spacecraft, the navigator and the risk of crossing the world's membranes, etc., there are too many uncontrollable factors.

It's like that farmer's little garden.

Zheng Qing and others got into the garden along the gap in the fence, and walking the star road is to ring the doorbell at the front door of the house, cast a greeting to the owner of the house, and then choose a sunny and innocent morning with Only after the gift comes to the door can you enter the back garden with the owner's permission.

The problem is that the young wizards who are guilty of sin are already staying in the back garden. If you greet the owner of the house at this time and want to go out from the front door, it's like a stranger suddenly appears at home, and it is easy to be knocked out by the owner with a baseball bat. .

Elder Attar gave Zheng Qing a surprised look.

"Of course not," the old man shook the wine glass in his hand, and the small amount of wine hit the wall of the glass, making a popping sound: "In your words, I am just a great wizard... I have no ability to take you away from the legend. The star road that sorcerers can set foot on."

Zheng Qing was slightly disappointed and relieved.

To be honest, he is very interested in walking the star road. But now the environment does not allow it, and there is not enough time. Zhu Si's situation is getting worse all the time, and he needs to send her back to school in the shortest possible time.

"What's in those murals?" Compared with Zheng Qing, Fatty Xin's attention was narrower. He seemed to have noticed the exquisite chapters above his head for the first time~www.ltnovel.com~ He raised his neck, opened his mouth, and looked at it. Very ecstatic.

"Usa City converted to Bastite," Xiao Xiao helped his glasses-as short-sighted, he can see more clearly than Fat Xin, this is also a very magical thing-described in a flat voice Said: "A wandering caravan came to Uzza City. A child's cat in the caravan was hurt by the farmer. Then he prayed to His Royal Highness Bastit... The farmer was eaten by Uzza's cat... Finally, the Uzza Council And passed the famous decree."

This is a familiar story to everyone in Uzzah.

It's just that compared with the stories passed by word of mouth, the content painted in the mural above the head is more detailed and gorgeous. The young wizards knew for the first time that the kid who had lost the cat had black hair and black eyes, and he looked handsome.

"Do you want us to take refuge in Bastit?" Jiang Yu frowned slightly, the cat ears in his hair stood up vigilantly, and turned left and right: "We are students of Jiuyou College, First University... We believe in knowledge."

"Betrayers, full of profanity." Elder Attar took a few breaths and shook his head: "In the temple of the gods, no one will come into contact with that unclean thought."