Sheen Banner Schmidt-Bayer had a nightmare. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather in the dream was gloomy, the sky was raining lightly, and there was a muddy dirt road with no end in sight.

In the dream, he turned into a blue giant, naked on the upper body, with only a dirty rag tied to the lower body, no shoes, and his bare feet could clearly feel the slippery mud flowing, deforming, and moaning in pain under the action of gravity.

"Bang, bang!"

"Whoop, whoop!"

The sound of heavy breathing mingled with footsteps.

He turned his face sideways and was surprised to find a familiar figure.

"What are you doing?" Xin exclaimed, looking around, "Where are we now!"

A gray-white mist twisted and silently flowed around the two of them, obscuring his vision.

Zhang Jixin lowered his head, leaned forward as he tried to lean forward, and a pitch-black rope was tied to his spine and extended into the hazy mist behind him.

"Pull the fiber. The red-faced boy replied weakly, raised his head, and his eyes were blank: "Don't you know what you're doing?"

This stout boy was very haggard, and his originally bright red face seemed to have been quenched by ice water and turned gray-white.

Xin lowered her head in horror, only to realize that she had a worn rope hanging from her shoulder.

"Why should I pull the fiber!" he cried, tugging hard at the rope on his shoulder, trying to break free of the bondage.

However, a piercing pain came from the depths of his soul, and he couldn't help but wail.

"Pay off the debt!" Zhang Jixin's tone finally had a trace of vitality, he glared at Xin Fat Man angrily, and roared: "If it weren't for you to bet with me, how could I sign that kind of contract to sell my body! If the eldest brother knew about it, he would definitely break my leg!"

The cold rain fell on the top of the fat man's head, flowing down the strands of his hair, and converging into drops at the tips of his hair.

Heavy raindrops were pulled by gravity, smashing on his shoulders and rolling down his naked body.

Sheen Banner shuddered.

He vaguely remembered peach charms, flying centipedes, and a piece of parchment that flashed with fire.

"No!" he exclaimed, shaking his head vigorously, "this must be a nightmare!"

"My two horses, come on!" an excited voice sounded not far behind them, accompanied by the crisp sound of a leather whip.

"Smack!"

Xin looked behind him in horror.

The mist parted at the right time, revealing a small boat with two men standing at the bow.

One was Zheng Qing, dressed in a bright red coat, wearing leather boots, wearing dragon skin gloves, and a wicked fox lying on his shoulder, wielding a whirring leather whip in his hand.

He carried a large oil-paper umbrella above his head, sheltering the wind and rain from the ship.

The short man standing next to Zheng Qing was Xiao Xiao, he lowered his head, held a notebook, and the brush in his hand was flying.

As if sensing the gaze ahead, Xiao Xiao raised his head and pushed his glasses, and a flash of light flashed on the lenses.

"Three hundred and sixty-four days remaining. The cold voice sounded clearly in the ears of the two slaves even though it was far away: "If you don't work hard, even if you are beaten to death by the owner during this year, the people of the Supreme Court will have nothing to say." ”

"Bang!" the sound of a leather whip cutting through the air rang out again.

The two strong men lowered their heads and began to pull the rope desperately.

"You can be lazy," an arrogant laugh sounded from behind the two: "If you can't beat you, I'll lose!"

"Count you out!"

"Count me in losing!"

"Lose!"

"Lose!"

A spell-like voice echoed in Sheen Banner's ears.

"The devil. He muttered, his feet slipping, and he plunged down.

The feeling of weightlessness and bubbling mud rushed towards you.

Fat Xin's eyes went dark and he woke up from his dream.

"Only a demon can do such a cruel thing!" Duan Xiaojian's affirmative voice echoed in the spacious classroom.

"That's it, demon. Sheen Banner was depressed for a moment before he recovered from his nightmare and began to adjust to the harsh light in the classroom.

He had never found the Charms classroom so cute.

"That's right!" Getting the approval of others made Duan Xiaojian's tone even more proud, and even with a hunched back, he straightened up slightly. He patted Fat Xin the shoulder and asked excitedly, "You Europa monsters, Xin, what do you think this cruel demon will be? Is it possible that it could be Horus!"

"Zheng Qing. The fat man rubbed his eyes, vaguely saw a figure in front of him, and muttered, "Satan." ”

"What?" Zheng Qing plucked out his ears, feeling that he hadn't heard clearly.

Several of the surrounding classmates also showed surprised eyes.

"I'm going to cut off my robe with you!" Xin Fat Man quickly came to his senses, with a sad and angry expression on his face: "How can you take advantage of people's danger!"

Zheng Qing blinked, dazed.

"I think he's talking about contracts. Xiao Xiao's low laughter came from behind him.

Zheng Qing was stunned.

"Don't don't," he said with a smiling face: "Everyone's clothes are bought with money, they are all brothers, it's not worth cutting for this little thing, it's not worth it." ”

Fat Xin tried to squeeze out an angry expression, but to little avail.

His expression looked more like a weeping face.

"Isn't it to be a man who eats the sky, and a man who wants to break the shackles. Xiao Xiao's cold voice came from behind him.

Fat Xin turned his head and happened to see Xiao Xiao raise his head from his notebook and help his glasses.

He couldn't help but shudder.

"That's it," Zheng Qing seemed to remember something, and tried to recall: "Also, the blood is already boiling, and you have to ...... it."

"I want to work hard for my employer!" Zhang Jixin's red face was already blackened, he quickly wiped the clean stool with the corner of his robe, helped Zheng Qing to sit down, and looked at Xin Fatzi with righteous words: "It's a man, a mouthful of spit and a nail, and his words count!"

"That's it!" Xin Fatty's face was pale, his fat lips trembled, and his face was crying: "Once the word is spoken, the horse is difficult to chase." ”

Others around saw it inexplicably.

"Lao Yao is here again! Lao Yao is here again!"

The bald boy behind the door screamed.

The classroom, which had been somewhat chaotic, quickly fell silent.

With a yellow face, a black robe, and sparse shiny hair, Professor Yao strode into the classroom, stood on the podium, and coughed lightly.

The classroom was silent, and everyone was sitting upright in their seats.

The professor nodded in satisfaction.

Zheng Qing noticed that his pipe, which he usually kept in his hand, was stuffed in his breast pocket, and he grabbed a newspaper in his hand instead.

"I'll tell you a couple of things. He went straight to the point, and his tone was a little serious: "The first one, it's the matter of wandering yesterday, I've heard about it, and a few classmates handled it well." ”

His dark little eyes fell on Zheng Qing: "Let's applaud Zheng Qing." ”

The classroom burst into applause.

Fat Xin also slapped weakly.

"Because it is not an incident on campus, the school does not directly reward it. The professor raised his hand, pressed it slightly, and motioned for everyone to be quiet: "But as a counselor, I will reward him with five credits, do you have any objections?"

Zheng Qing looked at the podium in surprise, and Lao Yao nodded to him encouragingly.

The envious congratulations of the surrounding students were endless.

"Also. Professor Yao interrupted the noisy atmosphere in the classroom, raised his voice and said, "Recently, there has been some restlessness inside and outside the school, I guess you all feel it. ”

As he spoke, he waved a newspaper in his hand, and a mocking smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "What big demon has broken into the school's plane, what black prison riots, and all kinds of messy rumors." ”

"Especially last night, there was a horrific second-degree murder at the school, and there were rumors that the school had entered a horus. ”

The classroom fell completely silent, and everyone closed their mouths and looked nervously at the podium.

"I don't want to hear these rumors in the school. ”

Lao Yao said, his eyes swept slightly in the classroom, and emphasized: "I don't want to hear it at all!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zheng Qing felt that those eyes seemed to pause in the boys' circle.

"If you don't know, don't guess! If you know any clues, report them to the school, and no one will deduct your reward. Lao Yao slammed the newspaper in his hand on the desk: "You are all freshmen who have just entered the school, here, I only emphasize one point." ”

Do you have to love the animals? Don't allow private discussions about the details of the murder, or, take care of your pets?

Zheng Qing's mind was quickly tumbling with various thoughts.

Professor Yao glanced at the classroom with a serious expression:

"Don't be presumptuous!"

"You don't even have a complete spell written in your book. ”

"Don't be a hero and go against that murderer. ”

"If there are any clues, tell the seniors as soon as possible. ”

"Senior seniors, school workers, teaching assistants, professors, and even your dormitory manager Ni can do it. ”

"Only one thing. ”

"Don't take risks on your own. ”

"Being able to do such a frenzied thing in the heart of First University, the core of the wizarding university, no matter whether the murderer is a demon or a fierce beast, it is not something you young people can deal with. ”

"Be prepared to be expelled from school for any unauthorized action!"

There was an uproar in the classroom.

A few of the boys around him smashed their heads on the table in frustration.

Their ambitious hunt was over before it had even begun.