The black cat left the hunting ground with a belly of rage.

Along the way, all kinds of terrible thoughts were tumbling in his mind - such as buying Zhang Jixin breakfast tomorrow morning and stuffing some croton or cockroach feces in it, or asking Assistant Teacher Hilda to put Zhang Jixin in the same group as him in the practical class tomorrow afternoon, and then he used his newly learned evil spell to teach the red-faced wizard a good lesson, or pretending to be Zhang Jixin's name and writing love letters to the grumpy Li Meng, and it was better to write a little more obscene, preferably with some vulgar words.

With a multi-pronged approach, the young public-funded student believes that the red-faced male witch will lose several layers of skin if he does not die.

Imagining the picture of Jiang Yu leading a large group of witches to chase and kill Zhang Jixin in anger, the black cat shuttling in the bushes couldn't help but let out a 'hehe' laugh, and his mood was inexplicably better.

But that change soon came to an end when something else happened.

Originally, Zheng Qing planned to go back to the dormitory directly, but he didn't want to be summoned by a passing witch or male witch 'Meow' and 'Mimi' when he walked on the main road, so he chose to take a detour - from beginning to end Shuttling between lawns, woods and bushes, and tried to choose an area where no one appeared on weekdays.

However, while crossing a long corridor, the black cat accidentally saw a mouse in a cyan vest hurrying by.

Although the contact had not been for long, the black cat instinctively judged that the mouse in the cyan vest was the jingle ear that had just been separated from him not long ago - as a cat, he was very confident in his instincts.

Where did the rat go in a hurry?

The black cat bar smacked its tongue, and the curiosity in its heart was suddenly hooked - it was nothing more than going to see the little female mouse, or the old ancestor who went back to the lair to find it. Comparatively speaking, the latter is more likely.

After all, Jingdong ears are long and pointy-beaked monkey gills, eyes are blank, and there are a pair of wind ears, a few locks of mouse whiskers, and at first glance, there is no marriage and peach blossom face.

The most important thing is that it is still a poor mouse that picks and searches! What kind of ideal and cultured mouse will stuff the coal in the crotch of the original baby? No little female mouse will like such a mouse!

But maybe this was an opportunity? a chance to spot the old nest of the clothed rats? The black cat hesitated for a few seconds, estimating the time of its transformation, and then looked up at the sky again.

In winter, the sun sets early, so it gets dark quickly. Although it was just past five o'clock in the afternoon, there was hardly any bright color. The road was separated by a hundred and ten meters, and it was a blur, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly.

There is still plenty of time to transform, and darkness is not an enemy for cats. After all, it is a nocturnal animal, and the black cat's dark vision is not much worse than that of the day.

Thinking of this, the black cat immediately made up its mind, restrained its breath, and silently embellished the cheerful green vest mouse that was jumping and running in front.

To the left, to the right, to the front, step by step like the devil's pace.

The black cat turned into the darling of the night, like a ghost, quietly shuttling between the grass and the bushes, the sensitive beard and the thick flesh pads between the soles of the feet perfectly concealed his tracks, and even just in case, the black cat also found a hidden talisman from the gray cloth bag. Although it was only a defective piece, it was more than enough to cover up the traces of a cat - he was confident that no cat could do it better than himself!

Over a few walls, over a few ditches, rugged and bumpy, how can it be so much.

The black cat hummed a little song in his heart, and at the same time jumped briskly over a small dirt ditch, always keeping a distance of 100 meters from Jingle Bell's ears. Although he didn't follow the right path all the way, based on the changes in the environment around him, he still easily judged that he had run out of the confines of the university and arrived at some remote corner of the First University—it seemed to be very similar to the place he was brought by another mouse in a vest last time.

The black cat looked at the ruins in the distance and muttered in his heart.

Before he could finish muttering in his heart, Jingle Ear, who had been honestly soaking in front of him to show him the way, suddenly turned his head and grinned, revealing a 'malicious' smile.

Did the thief find me?

The black cat's heart suddenly stopped, and he looked left and right vigilantly. At the same time, I secretly regret that I shouldn't come alone with a cat to take risks. At the very least, you should bring your own school cat corps, so that you have a little more confidence.

"Why do you keep following me?"

An abrupt voice suddenly came from behind the black cat.

The hair on the back of the black cat's neck suddenly exploded, its body arched, its paws slipped, and it drifted one hundred and eighty degrees, looking in the direction where the voice behind him came.

A few steps away, under a large locust tree, a mouse in a cyan vest was poking its head out of the hole in the tree and looking at him curiously.

The black cat blinked and looked back ahead. The figure that had been running ahead to lead him had disappeared, leaving only a cold wind whistling in the empty field.

"The road is facing the sky, each on its own...... Who said I was following you?!" The black cat stiffened his neck and defended himself: "The school is so big, can't you let people walk around?"

"Oh, is that so?" Clankle Ears gave him a suspicious look.

"It's true!" The black cat saw that there was a play, and hurriedly agreed, and at the same time praised the mouse king with an embarrassed smile: "...... Anyway, your hole-punching skills are quite interesting, hahaha, as soon as your eyes are closed and opened, your head will come out of this hole, the thief is interesting!"

"But the ancestors said, 'The cat at night, coated with honey and insects, is the most dangerous'...... You're a cat in the night. Instead of receiving the black cat's compliment, Jingle Ear muttered slowly and took out a slender stick from under his crotch, and a black cylindrical object the thickness of a finger was tied to one end of the stick, and I don't know what it was for.

"What kind of proverb are you talking about?" the black cat listened to the mouse's words with a black line, and then looked at the stick it pulled out worriedly, and asked uneasily, "What else...... What did you take out?"

"The alchemy product for professional warnings, imported from outside by our Rat Clan's purchasing experts, is suitable for use when a rat walks at night and feels uneasy. Jingle Ear puffed up his chest and introduced in a proud tone.

The black cat listened, and the expression on his face was a little subtle.

"Is it appropriate for you to introduce this in front of me? He couldn't help but complain.

"Is it appropriate for you to follow a mouse through most of the school in the dark?!" Jingle Ears retorted with unusual agility.