Zheng Qing's head was drilled under the bed, and his ass was pouted high, like a small mountain bag.

A few elves seemed to have noticed this interesting thing, and giggled awkwardly, fluttering their translucent wings and landing on the 'hill bag', bouncing up and down and making a fuss.

This tickles the wizard a little.

He raised his arm and scratched it as he chased away the little ones.

"Don't make a fuss!" he struggled back, trying to reprimand in a dignified tone. The elves scattered. Then the wizard was finally able to concentrate on what was under the bed.

But the thing was dusty, dusty, and dimly lit under the bed, making it hard to tell the difference.

After looking at it for a long time and confirming that it was a dead object, Zheng Qing finally made up his mind, turned sideways, stretched out his arm with all his might, and used a brush to pull out the foreign object.

This almost caused him to fall under the bed.

Dylan crawled out of the coffin and was about to pick up and go to class when he happened to see this scene.

"What are you doing?" he said, holding a small brush in his hand, as he prepared to take care of his little fangs.

"Pick things up. Zheng Qingwen replied angrily: "...... There's something under the bed. ”

"Why don't you use magic?" Mr. Vampire Werewolf looked confused, "I remember you used the Bondage Charm very well...... Or a simpler mage's hand would do. ”

The fat cat, who had been lying on the belly of the fat man, meowed in agreement.

Zheng Qing's arm holding the brush stick froze in mid-air - he forgot that such a simple thing can also be magical. That's the power of habit. Even after almost a year at First University, he wasn't fully accustomed to thinking about using magic before doing anything.

The dusty thing had been pulled out of the bed by him with the barrel of his pen.

Zheng Qing sighed heavily and threw the pen to the chair next to him. Only after it had been re-sterilized did he dare to stuff the brush back into his gray cloth bag.

"What's that?" the fat man cried lazily, scratching the fat cat's ears.

Before Zheng Qing could speak, Dylan replied, "It's a dead frog." ”

"How do you know?!" Zheng Qing looked shocked.

"I have a nose!" Dylan pointed to his nose, twitched again, and added, "And I can tell the frog has been dead for less than an hour...... The blood still tastes a little fresh. ”

"Then why didn't you say it earlier. Zheng Qing was a little dumbfounded, fiddling with the piece of dead meat, and carefully flipped it. A dead frog indeed.

The rolled eyes are half-hidden under the eyelids, and there is a bit of a dead feeling.

"You didn't ask me before. Dylan half-crouched in front of the mirror and arranged the collar of his robe—he had covered the top half of the mirror with a cloth early in the morning to prevent the mirror from being noisy.

"Why did it get you a dead frog?" Xiao Xiao also got off the bed and leaned next to the dead frog, the crystal ball in his hand dripping and spinning quickly, and a white light fell from the crystal ball and covered the dead frog.

"Maybe it thinks it's a cat and you're a cat too, so it's here to give you a gift. The fat man leaned on the pillow, scratched Tuantuan's belly, and gave his guess.

"Like the cats used to give you an offering?" Dylan nodded, "Speaking of which, many cats like to eat frog ......"

Tuan Tuan voiced disapproval.

“...... Of course, those are ordinary cats. Mr. Vampire Werewolf has always been tactful and will never offend a certain overlord in the dormitory: "Real magic cats only like chicken legs." ”

Tuan Tuan snorted in satisfaction.

Zheng Qing felt that things were not so simple, so he frowned and thought carefully about the connection between himself, the cat and the frog.

In this process, Xiao Xiao did not talk to him, but concentrated on testing the dead meat.

After testing for a long time, he reluctantly nodded: "It's pretty clean...... It's just a dead frog. ”

This means that there are no curses or other unclean things attached to it.

Zheng Qing was not careless, and still cautiously threw a few evil charms on the dead frog.

Looking at the curling green smoke coming out of the rune paper, the young public student pondered for a long time, and finally said uncertainly: "Maybe it's because I said in front of it before that I wanted a dead frog?"

When Zheng Qing left the office of the school working committee in the afternoon, he once kicked a stone by the lake and smashed a frog into the lake, and at that time he casually said something like 'I want to stuff a dead frog in the mouth of the wizard on duty', and the dog happened to be peeping nearby.

After listening to the witch's speculation, several roommates looked at each other.

Zheng Qing felt as if he had grasped some clue.

"That sounds like a mystery. Dylan was already belted and ready to go out: "...... Do you need my help to get that dead frog out of here? ”

"Throw it out, throw it out. Zheng Qing seemed to have smelled the smell of stinky meat, pinched his nose and waved his hand.

Dylan shrugged, put on silkworm skin gloves, and carried the dead frog's hind legs out of the dorm.

Bang.

The dormitory door closed behind him.

Out of the corner of Zheng Qing's eyes, he immediately caught a glimpse of the dusty dog squatting behind the door, smirking and wagging his tail at him. The wizard rolled his eyes to make sure the other two in the dorm hadn't noticed the dog.

"I want a live duck. He raised his voice, word for word, and commanded in a loud voice, "One, live, duck!"

Xiao Xiao turned his head and looked at Zheng Qing with caring eyes, and then he noticed the eyes of the public scholarship student floating left and right, and immediately suddenly said, "The dog is here?"

Zheng Qing was just about to speak, and when he looked at it again, heh, the dog ran away again.

“...... Nope. His tone finally returned to normal, and he pouted: "Anyway, it doesn't cost money, just try it." ”

In the other corner of the dormitory, the fat man Xin was holding the fat cat and was already snoring. The snoring of a person and a cat comes and goes, reflecting each other, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Let's sleep too. The wizard yawned and pulled the curtain on the bed.

The lights in the dormitory are dimmed.

The snoring became much quieter.

The wizard's eyes gradually closed, and the shattered images in the dream began to erode his spiritual sea.

In the dream, Zheng Qing turned into a black cat again, but next to him was a little white cat and a little fox. The three of them waded through mountains and rivers, and ran towards a hazy tree shadow in the distance.

Running and running, running thirsty and hungry. The little white cat suddenly said that he wanted to eat chicken legs, and the little fox said that he wanted to eat duck legs, Zheng Qing was caught in the middle, very headache, and finally the cat's paw waved, announcing that whoever caught the prey would eat whom.

As soon as the little white cat raised its paws in agreement, she saw a sly smile on the little fox's face.

As soon as its tail was raised, a duck with yellow feathers, small eyes, and a fat body rolled out of the void, and put it in front of the other two cats, proudly announcing that it would eat ducks today!

The duck blinked his little eyes and looked at the three drooling guys, with one mouth and a scream.

The black cat was annoyed, raised its paws, pinched the neck of the duck, and pressed it the ground.

Click.

The duck's neck is broken.

But the screaming didn't stop.

The dead duck opened its blank eyes, its flat mouth opened and closed, and it let out a headache-inducing scream, and the cry tended to get louder and louder.

The black cat looked left and right, and its originally chaotic eyes gradually cleared up in the noise of the ducks, and the illusory dreams also turned into pieces in the noise of the ducks.

In the darkness, the wizard opened his eyes.

Outside the tent, a duck was screaming like in a dream.