Soon, Zheng Qing, or the other young wizards in the room, knew the reason for the vampire's surprise.

Because I don't know when it started, in this small shop, there was a faint sound of whimpering suona. Occasionally, it is mixed with the beating sound of traditional instruments such as gongs, leather drums, cymbals, and rubs.

The sound of the suona is very sharp.

The sound of the gong was loud.

The sound of the wiper is harsh.

These voices with different timbres and ranges are intertwined to create a melody full of euphemism. It's creepy to listen to, but I can't help but want to listen to it for a while.

Originally, when those blood flames were burning, they would also make a similar strange sound like a soul howl, which drowned out the tune a little. But as the sound of the tune grew louder and louder, the sound of the blood flame burning could finally be concealed.

The Duke of Milton was the first to notice this.

He sat cross-legged on the high counter, tilted his head, his eyebrows raised high, and his face full of surprise.

The young wizards standing around him were curious about the strange tunes, but they all knew that now was not the time to investigate the source of those tunes.

Now is the time to take advantage of the vampire's distraction to increase the chances of escape.

The members of the Ouroboros Hunting Team helped their captain relieve pain and heal his wounds, and the three members of the Sin Hunting Team pressed out the talisman and talisman at the bottom of the box, and Zheng Qing, with the help of the elves and the two witches, exchanged his talisman gun for a talisman made of a burst talisman.

As for classmate Li Meng, he was holding a certain kitten in a daze from beginning to end. It's okay like this, Zheng Qing is also afraid that the little witch will be too active and add chaos to everyone's busyness.

It wasn't until both rune guns were fully loaded and everyone was fully armed—the whole process took about a dozen seconds—that the young student didn't care about the vampire. Then, following the Duke of Milton's gaze, he saw the source of the anomalous tune.

A group of large rats in red, green, and yellow vests lined up in a neat line and fished out of a newly opened hole in the corner. There were about 100 rats in the whole procession, and at the head of the queue was a group of rats that were beating and beating.

At the moment, their tune has been changed to 'Radesky March' - not to mention, although Radetzky played with erhu and leather drums sounds a little less majestic, but there is a little more subtlety in the details, which makes people always listen as if their hearts are being tugged.

In the center of the rat procession is an eight-lift sedan chair.

The sedan chair has no canopy, only a purple agarwood chariot is set up in it. On the chariot sat a chubby little mouse the size of a fist, wrinkled all over, looking from afar, like a walnut peeled from the green skin.

"Let's buy insurance for this shop. The first thought in the young student's mind was not to trace the origin of the rats or how to escape, but to worry about whether the wall that had been repeatedly drilled and repaired by the rats would collapse due to exhaustion.

Even metal can collapse from fatigue, let alone some brick-earth mixture.

After all, it is related to whether the large investment of the Sin Hunting Team will be wasted, so we have to be cautious.

Of course, he will only talk about this stingy idea in his heart, and he will never say it on the spot. Anyway, there is a witch who he likes next to him, and if he behaves too much, everyone will not look good.

"Which rat has a dingdong ear, or a dingdong ear?"

This was the second thought that popped into Zheng Qing's mind.

There is no doubt that this group of clothed rats who beat gongs and drums and suddenly appeared in the store must have nothing to do with the 'ear brothers' who had been tossing for a long time before. And if Zheng Qing didn't guess wrong, the 'walnut' mouse sitting in the agarwood chariot was probably the 'rat clan' that he had in mind before he jingled his ears.

"Who's that 'walnut mouse'?"

This was the third thought that popped into Zheng Qing's mind.

Unlike the first two thoughts, as soon as this thought came to him, someone rushed to give him the answer.

"Rat Immortals?"

Although the Duke of Milton used questioning words, his tone was very affirmative: "Long admiration, long admiration... I've always heard that the underground world of the First University is in the hands of a mysterious rat clan, but I didn't expect to have the opportunity to meet a big man like you today. It's a worthwhile trip. ”

The queue of dressed rats slowly stopped, between the young wizard and the tall counter.

The 'Walnut Mouse' sitting on the chariot didn't pay attention to the vampire duke, who seemed to be greeting, but drooped his eyelids and looked like he was napping.

The Duke of Milton didn't seem to notice the impatience of the 'Walnut Mouse', and continued to chatter, "...... Are you going to meddle in today's business? That's pretty strange...... As far as I know, the rat clan of First University has been staying in the rat world below since its birth, and has never interfered in the affairs of the sun and the moon. ”

"And, I need to warn you that it's a lot more complicated than you see......"

The 'Walnut' Jun who was sitting on the chariot gurgled for a long time, and finally coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, spit on the carpet that Xin Fatzi had just bought, and at the same time squirted out a word: "Phew!"

Several witches standing behind the wizards showed disgusted expressions on their faces, and Li Meng unceremoniously uttered the tone of 'oh'. The members of the Sin Hunting Team glared at the little mouse and wanted to press it to the ground and carefully wipe the carpet with its sorcering skin.

It's just that everyone still has a little sense of the big picture and knows that now is not the time to care about this trivial matter.

As for the Duke of Milton, who bore the brunt of the attack, he didn't seem to care about the rudeness of the walnut mouse, and had a bit of a spit demeanor.

"If you are a big doll, you dare to use the word 'complicated' in front of the old man...... Do you really think that if you have a pair of wings and a higher position, you are much smarter than a mouse?"

Different from the previous feeling of twilight, the 'Walnut King', or rat fairy, sitting on the chariot, looked much sharper when he spoke, looking more like a mouse: "I'm just here to do business today...... For the rest, you can do whatever you like. ”

"As for meddling...... With that cat here, what else do I need to do!"

As he spoke, the rat fairy tilted his head and tilted his beak into a corner of the room.

The Duke of Milton followed the rat immortal's gesture.

I saw that on a shelf in the corner of the room, a yellow raccoon cat was squatting at the top of the shelf, holding a small dried fish in both paws, gnawing with relish.

./book_

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