Hunting College

　　 Linzhong Lake under the moon is quiet and peaceful.

　　 On the shimmering lake, dozens of boats quietly shuttled back and forth, and a series of colorful spells rose from the boat and spread out.

　　 This is the patrol team of the working committee of the first university doing a dragnet investigation.

　　 A large number of light bugs released by school workers almost enveloped the entire Linzhong Lake. The lights of white, cyan, blue, and green are gathered together, as dazzling as an aurora.

　　 If it were not for the curfew, it would surely attract a large number of tourists.

　　 For some magical creatures begging for life by the lake, these dense light bugs are a rare feast.

　　 By the shore, a few bare-headed kappa kept jumping with their stubby legs, jumping up, catching a few lightworms and stuffing them into their mouths, and then opened their mouths full of fangs, mocking the embarrassing wizards unscrupulously.

　　 Compared to their counterparts in the wild, the tree sperm living in the first university is obviously more courageous. They hung in groups on the slender branches of the weeping willow, curiously watching this rare spectacle of light and shadow, occasionally shaking the twigs of the weeping willow like a swing, and grabbing a few lightworms to fight their teeth.

　　 In the shadows under the trees beside the lake, there are more hidden creatures, constantly attacking the snacks flying in the sky.

　　If on weekdays, the more lively teaching assistants may take out their own books and toolboxes to collect some rare samples.

　　 But today, the busy wizards obviously didn't care about the little guys in the autumn wind.

　　 The space torn by Victor slowly calmed down under the power of Gaia, and only the occasional distorted light told everyone the trauma they had just encountered in this time and space.

　　 A few mutant lampworms just flew over the folds of that space, and quietly turned into streams of light.

　　 Hilda glanced at this scene, the corners of his eyes twitched, and whispered: "Damn violent man."

　　 "What did you say?" Professor Monteria gave him a stern look.

　　 "I mean, there is indeed a scent of demons here." Hilda hurriedly remedied it.

He pointed to the mutant light insects flying all over the sky, and attentively explained: "Did you see? The color of the light insect spreads around this rockery...Well, my mutant light insect encountered a demon. It will emit red light, which is somewhat different from the color of normal light bugs."

　　 Several teaching assistants around nodded.

　　 The normal light worms emit white light. Occasionally, some light worms that consume other energy may emit blue or green light, but the main body is cool.

　　 For the light bug, it can emit red light, which is really very special.

"The closer to the rockery, the redder the color; the further away, the lighter the color. To the opposite side of the lake, the color of the light bugs has hardly changed from the original...It can be concluded that this little guy has encountered a monster, and that The active place of the demon is near this rockery." Hilda made a confident judgment.

　　Professor Montelia glanced at him suspiciously, and did not continue to speak.

　　 "If that monster moves here, where does it go now?" An assistant teacher held his chin and looked around curiously: "You can't just disappear for no reason."

　　 Hilda was speechless.

　　 "Thomas." Professor Yi said again.

"Yes." The blue-eyed interviewer walked quietly to the kitten, took out his toolbox from his arms, and took out various types of knives, tweezers, bone saws, straws and bottles of various sizes from it. Cans.

　　 Then he took out the khaki leather gloves from his pocket and prepared to put them on.

　　 "Don't use it." Professor Montelia bluntly stopped the interviewer's move.

　　 He took out a pair of cicada-winged, almost transparent gloves from his arms and threw them to Thomas.

"Don't dissect this cat thoroughly...just take some samples first." Professor Montelia took a look at Professor Yi and added: "This is a pair of ice silkworm leather gloves, more suitable for you to do some delicate operations. "

　　 Thomas paused while holding the scalpel, then nodded quietly, tucked the khaki gloves back into his arms, and put on the ice silk gloves.

　　 I don't know if it is an illusion, the onlookers unanimously let out a relaxed vent.

　　 "Zhang Yu, please go to Uncle Verne, you need to discuss with him about the lakeside matters." Professor Yi did not seem to notice the changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and he still ordered unhurriedly.

　　 "Yes." A gentle voice agreed, nodding slightly. However, his face was mostly hidden under the tall collar, and the wizards around could only see his gray hair swaying slightly.

　　 "No need to invite, I'm here." An old voice slowly sounded from behind everyone: "If you wait for you to invite me, this lake will be demolished."

　　 Several young wizards were obviously taken aback by this sudden sound. The books in their hands had already begun to flip, and they were hunting.

　　 "Ahem!" Professor Monteria coughed embarrassingly.

　　 "One generation is inferior to one generation, hum." The old man murmured with a stick in one hand and an angry lantern in the other, rolling his strange eyes. At his feet, the old dog named Wuyue was panting, trembling wrinkles that could pinch people, turning and turning.

　　 The young wizards lowered their heads in shame.

　　 "They are still young, don't jump to conclusions so easily." Professor Yi finally turned his head and looked at the night watchman in the small wooden house by the Linzhong Lake: "Always give them some time."

"For wizards, the most precious thing is time." The old man Verne slammed his wooden staff and stared at the two leading professors, if he had any indication: "Always give them time and make things happen. late!"

　　Professor Yi turned his head and looked at the cat lying on the white stone again, without saying a word.

　　Professor Montelia was stern and did not answer.

　　 The lakeside has fallen into quiet again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Its eyes have been alienated, and there is no possibility of residual images. Thomas opened the cat's eye socket with tweezers, and carefully fiddled with the eyeball that looked like an emerald with a thin probe, whispered to Professor Yi, "Do you still need to collect the samples here?" "

　　 "Yes." Professor Yi expressed his opinions concisely and concisely.

"Not only must, but also thorough." Montelia's stern voice sounded in his ear: "Both eyes are taken off directly, one is handed over to the school working committee for keeping files, and the other is handed over to Professor Yi for deduction and analysis. ."

　　 Thomas nodded silently.

　　 "Don't bother, let everyone go back and rest." The old man Verne paced back and forth along the shore of the lake and waved his hand to retreat the patrols that shuttled across the lake.

　　 "You can go back after collecting the samples." The old man raised his eyelids, glanced at the busy black robes, and muttered, "This cat will stay here."

　　 "Don't you need to protect the physical evidence?" Hilda looked at the old man curiously.

"If something goes wrong, it is a demon, and if you don’t follow the rules, it is a demon. The case made by a demon can’t be handled with the usual methods of wizards." Tomorrow during the day it will definitely return to the lake to see its trophies...this is the nature of a monster."

　　 "But this is Linzhong Lake!" Hilda's voice was a little fussy: "More than half of the students in nine colleges will pass by here tomorrow!"

"That is to say, the remaining half of the people can rule out the abnormality first." Professor Montelia's gloomy voice sounded in his ear: "If I were you, shut your mouth now and honestly return to the monitoring room! "

　　 Hilda stuck out her tongue, shrank her neck, and ran away with a few companions who had left.