Hunting team training sounds like an exciting word, but it's actually quite boring.

Hunters need to chant the incantations that have been repeated countless times in a fixed situation and occasion as fast as they can, and at the same time muster up the spirit and 'complete courage' to face the demons that don't exist.

In addition, there are cumbersome hunting formations, lengthy pre-hunt tactics, and uninspired distress modes - such as the talisman being accidentally tainted and unable to be activated, the bloody attraction of another group of demons, the spell accidentally injuring a companion, getting lost, stumbling, falling off a cliff, unexpected animal and plant allergies, etc.

But these situations will never appear in the directors of Dr. Shaw.

He is even more rigid than the most old-fashioned old master in the school, and he will always delineate the training plan for forgiveness to a very narrow range, which makes people feel restricted.

"Usually dancing with shackles is the only way to have the greatest freedom on the hunting ground!"

This is the phrase that comes on his lips most often.

On weekdays, as the captain of the Sin Hunting Team, even if Zheng Qing felt bored in his heart, he would respond on the surface and forcibly cheer up to participate in the training.

But today, something is a little bit wrong.

Because yesterday and Saturday, in addition to writing homework in the library in the morning, I had to go to Professor Montella's laboratory in the afternoon to work, and in the evening there was a night patrol mission in Linzhong Lake.

So far, Zheng Qing has only slept for less than four hours.

So in today's training, the male witch made frequent mistakes, and he wandered at every turn.

"Stop!"

After Zheng Qing missed the opportunity to cast the healing talisman again, Xiao Xiao frowned and reprimanded, "...... After the fat man accidentally rolled down the hill just now, his left leg was broken, not his right leg! If you waste the talisman paper on his right leg on the hunting ground, it will not only consume our already very tight supplies, but also cause unnecessary negative effects on the entire hunting team...... Remember, you're the captain of the hunting team, and low-level mistakes will make the hunters think you're panicking!"

"I can tell him which leg is broken," muttered Fat Sin, sitting on a rock—his right leg was heavily bandaged so that he had to stretch it out as straight as a stick," muttered Fat Sin, sitting on a rock, "...... If only I knew it hurt. ”

The implication is that the Doctor doesn't need to be compromised on details like 'left leg' or 'right leg'.

"You fell and fainted!" Xiao Xiao gave him a stern look and added his own settings.

The fat man immediately lay down on his back on the grass and groaned comfortably: "Oh...... Okay, okay. I fainted. ”

Zheng Qing sighed heavily.

"I need to take a break. ”

He said weakly, rubbing his cheeks vigorously and shaking his head: "I slept too little yesterday, and I couldn't concentrate today......

Zheng Qing's work as an assistant in the laboratory and his night patrol are known to his companions.

The doctor only hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded, and said in a stiff tone: "Next time, in the next hunting team training, such a situation must not occur." ”

"Okay, okay. ”

The young student raised his hand and stepped aside, muttering, "I just need a break......"

As he spoke, he had found a spacious and clean chair in the pavilion of the promenade around the lake, leaned against the thick pillars, and after a moment, he began to snore loudly.

"Looks like he's really tired. Fat Xin listened to Zheng Qing's snoring sound and shook his head: "I rarely listen to him snoring when he sleeps." ”

"Training ...... behind that"

"Don't we still have a captain?" Dr. Xiao lifted his glasses and pointed at Zhang Jixin: "Ah, the leadership of the search and anti-demon training will be handed over to you later...... No problem. ”

"All right. Zhang Jixin patted his thick chest and played the package ticket.

......

......

A sleep in the gazebo, although the venue is a little simple, Zheng Qing slept very comfortably.

He felt as if he was lying on a twenty-layer velvet mattress, listening to the white noise of the rain falling and the breeze, and falling into the deepest sleep—no, no dreams, only sleep.

From falling asleep to finally opening my eyes, none of the annoying dreams on weekdays appeared.

This makes the boy feel extra happy when he opens his eyes.

He stretched and stood up.

The moon is big tonight and the moonlight is bright.

But the heavy fog made the brightness fade a lot, and ten meters away, it was a blur. Zheng Qing took out the law book, cleared his throat, and recited a mantra preserved in the book:

"The birds are singing, begging for their friends. ”

A crisp birdsong seemed to come from an extremely distant place, and in an instant, a yellow light flashed in the distance. It was as if it was on the other side of Linzhong Lake. Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise. He doesn't remember that when the hunting team first drew up the training plan, there was an arrangement to change the location.

But it doesn't matter, you'll know the reason when you find everyone.

The wizard jumped on the spot twice, moved himself, and then walked along the misty lakeside promenade in the direction of the yellow light. From time to time, one or two crisp birdsong could be heard in the thick fog to guide him.

It's just that the farther you go, the farther away the birdsong seems to be from Zheng Qing, and the fog around you is getting thicker and thicker.

Eventually, the fog was so heavy that it was impossible to see the road from a meter away, and the birdsong seemed to hide in the heavy quilt, turning from crisp to low and faint.

Zheng Qing cautiously stopped, holding the law book in his hand, and at the same time began to visualize his talisman gun in his mind.

"It's a bit sluggish, but the response is correct. ”

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, as if standing right next to him: "...... A wizard needs to be aware of his surroundings at all times. Vigilance is required for any minor anomaly. This is the guarantee that you will go further on the path of magic. ”

Zheng Qing's fingers stiffened for a few seconds when he opened the law book, and the talisman spear that he had already visualized in his mind was also shattered under the violent mood fluctuations, turning into a puff of blue-gold light.

"Sir?" he cried out in surprise.

"It's time for class. Mr. Wu suddenly appeared beside the wizard, pressed one hand on his shoulder, and led him to the depths of the fog: "...... Just like we originally planned, we will give you a make-up lesson on Sunday afternoon. ”

Only then did Zheng Qing realize that the time was not quite right.

The training of the Sin Hunting Team was scheduled during the day on Sunday, and the sun was still high when Zheng Qing fell asleep. There was no reason for him to sleep until the middle of the moon, and his companions around him did not remind him in the slightest.

"So,"

The boy followed in his footsteps, looked around and muttered, "I'm still in a dream, right......"