Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Fat Man's Scream

Blue's cautious move was certainly within Zheng Qing's expectations.

However, Lin Guo's performance greatly exceeded the young public's expectations, and he was greatly depressed - he originally thought that the guess just now would scare the little wizard and make him retreat, but unexpectedly, the ruins of the suspected cemetery aroused the great interest of the little wizard.

It's just that, thinking about it carefully, Lin Guo's reaction is not surprising.

The reason why the little wizard was a little scared before was because he was facing the 'unknown', so he was naturally daunted. But now that we know that there may be the rumored 'graveyard' in front of the school, there may be a few dead stiffs, so there is nothing to be afraid of—for wizards, especially young wizards studying at First University, as long as they are not psychic zombies, other dead zombies that are delirious and rely on instinct are definitely the best material for research and experimentation.

Of course, if Lin Guo wants to capture this material, he first needs to convince the blue.

Maybe it's because the blue-clothed swordsman was the first to appear in front of the little wizard in the conflict before the start of school, maybe it's because Lin Guo's relatives are mourned and there are no other elders, and it may also be related to the little wizard's peculiar concept of time. In short, I don't know when the blue assumed the responsibility of almost 'guardian' to Lin Guo.

What can be done and what can't be done, the blue-clothed swordsman arranged for the little wizard clearly.

And Lin Guo also obediently obeyed his arrangement - after all, in the little witch's peculiar concept of time, he had known Blue for a long, long time, and the sense of security built up by relying on time was real.

"Let's go to the front and see if we're okay!" the little wizard turned his head and looked at the swordsman with an excited expression, his legs knocking on the black goat's belly, and the goat who knocked it frowned.

"No, I can't. Blue Tinch decisively rejected his request, and his gaze fell on the black cat: "I already said before I came, if the destination you are looking for is within the Nine Talents Academy, I can agree to Lin Guo's expedition...... But now the scope of exploration has clearly exceeded expectations by a lot. ”

"Understand, understand. The black cat shook his head repeatedly: "After all, it's not peaceful outside now, and I heard that because of the silent resurgence, many terrible monsters have escaped from the depths of the forest...... Safety is important, safety is the most important. ”

Blue nodded slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly relaxed a little. Although he can also forcibly take the little wizard out, it would be great if he could get the understanding of the captain of the hunting team.

"In other words, are we going our separate ways here?" the fat man Xin hugged the food in his arms, frowned, and analyzed it with a little difficulty.

There were still a few kittens waiting to be fed around his feet, but with a history of ragdolls, the fat man knew that the food in his hand was not really popular with the kittens—they just smelled good—so he didn't let the little ones at his feet scream, but he didn't move, and only stuffed the potato lattice into his mouth.

Hearing his question, Blue just wanted to nod yes, but was grabbed by Lin Guo.

"Let's go over there! The captain wasn't sure it was a cemetery anyway...... And Hengzhi is still within the shroud of the school's guardian array, so it doesn't matter if you look at it. The little wizard whispered.

His demands are not excessive, and the arguments are very reasonable. This made the blue, who had planned to retreat, hesitate slightly.

Just as he hesitated, the black cat spoke.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, if the situation is not good, we will also withdraw. The black cat hooked the collar of the vested mouse with its paws, hung it in front of him, stared at the little mouse that had begun to play dead again, and muttered, "It's just a rat's nest...... We can't take any risks. Anyway, I only have the curiosity of Peewe. ”

When he set off before, the little mouse in clothes was handed over to one of Black Cat's subordinate cats to take care of it. The method of custody is also very simple, the subordinate of the black cat only needs to hold the collar of the mouse's clothes and follow the leader step by step. If there is any movement of the little mouse, then the blockade of the three layers inside and outside around it can also make it difficult for it to fly.

"How big is Peawe?" the fat man's focus was very tricky.

The black cat raised his other paw, showed the fat man which of the five pads was the smallest, and shook it.

"And what are you going to do with this mouse?"

"What should I do? If it doesn't work, I'll kill it! It's a big deal, and each of my cats will be able to eat rat meat. Although the black cat frightened viciously in its mouth, its eyes stared at the little mouse hanging in the air without blinking.

As expected, although the little mouse still had its eyes closed, its front paws and tail twitched involuntarily a few times.

The black cat laughed secretly in his heart.

"What kind of situation is called 'bad'?" the fat man continued to play the role of a compliment, and perseveredly asked.

"That's for our guide. The black cat withdrew his gaze from the little mouse, handed it back to his subordinate cat, grabbed it by the collar, and raised its paws to beckon to the forest cat running in front.

Because the 'leader' stopped, the migrating cats began to rest in place. Licking, napping, and fluttering together, but in the blink of an eye, the originally 'slightly orderly' cat group has become a straggler again.

Seeing the leader's claws, the forest cat immediately ran back.

"Is the mouse nest still far away?" asked the black cat, staring at the big cat in front of him.

The forest cat turned its silly pointed ears and blinked, not knowing what its leader was muttering.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" the fat man volunteered to squeeze forward, took out a pen and paper, and quickly 'drawn' the cat text.

Soon, he was showing off his work.

It's just that, compared to the doctor's vivid paintings, the fat man's work is a bit abstract - at the very least, Zheng Qing took a lot of effort to distinguish that the geometric pattern staring at the triangular head on the paper refers to the little mouse in clothes.

Even he couldn't read it, let alone a forest cat.

"Squeak... Are you tired, can you still hitchhike happily!" A sudden, shrill voice suddenly sounded in the black cat's ears, startling him.

Turning around, the little mouse that was holding the mouth of his cat had opened his eyes wide for some time, and was pointing and calling: "You have only stopped for a while, and you are just chattering here, talking nonsense endlessly!"

"Seeing that the sun is about to pass, if you don't hurry up, I won't be able to eat my second meal of the day in time!"

If it hadn't been held in the mouth by a cat, with this momentum alone, this little mouse would have looked like a great leader in the inspection work.

It's just that because it's hanging in mid-air, the more it points at it, the more funny it becomes.

"Damn, the mouse is talking!" the fat man screamed, holding his face.