The quiet night is like a clear spring, gurgling.

Lin Guo's horned black goat had been untied and put on the lawn outside the corridor for supper.

The lawns on the shores of the lake are covered with a wide variety of herbaceous plants such as clover, purslane, cornflower, etc., many of which have a certain role in herbalism. Compared to the blandness of the grass in the pet farm, it is clear that the plants here are more in line with the taste of black goats.

Lin Guo was worried that this kind of stocking behavior would displease the school working committee.

But Zheng Qing scoffed at this: "Did the school committee ask you to restrict its behavior in the reply to your application?"

Lin Guo blinked and shook his head.

"That's right...... If the law does not prohibit it, there is no need to put yourself in a sleeve at a young age. The young public student pretended to pat the little wizard on the shoulder, and his voice changed, and said, "Relatively speaking, I am more worried about whether there will be any danger in the lake...... You know, those fishmen have always been dishonest. ”

"It doesn't matter, my big black is very powerful. Lin Guo seemed to be very confident in this: "It can break stones with one end, and it can also drag a cart of thousands of catties!"

"How many pounds does your little car have?" Zheng Qing glanced at him suspiciously.

But at the same time, he was relieved.

After all, the lawn and the promenade are next to each other, and the goats are not far away, so as long as they are within the line of sight of the two, they will not be afraid of those stinky fishmen or eerie insects.

"No, it's Uncle Wang's early car on the pedestrian street, and my family can drag it in the dark......" Lin Guo explained while twittering, dragging a long wooden cane, trotting, keeping up with Zheng Qing's pace.

As they spoke, they had already walked back and forth on their patrol section three or five times.

It's still a fruit forest full of lights and insects, and a sparkling lake, the only difference may be the starry sky overhead.

The starry sky tonight was very beautiful, and although Zheng Qing wasn't sure if what he saw when he looked up was the real sky, it didn't prevent him from feeling the vast and distant depth.

The cool night breeze swept across the lake, brushed the treetops, rustled the leaves, and swooped in with starry spots and dreams.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, and after a while, he spit out heavily.

Then he fought a couple of cold wars.

"It's getting colder. He muttered, glancing at the little witch next to him.

Only then did he realize that Lin Guo had put on a high-necked sweater and propped up the white robe.

"I don't understand why the school has a night patrol," he complained, stomping his foot, tightening his robe, "this is the first university, on a big island...... Could it be that any demon who doesn't have long eyes would get dazed and break in?"

"It must make sense for the school to arrange it this way. Lin Guo said, suddenly lowered his voice, and asked in a mysterious tone, "What is it like to kill demons?"

"What?" Zheng Qing turned his head in confusion.

"I've heard that you killed a lot of wild pheasants when you were a kid...... What does it feel like to kill a wild demon?" Lin Guo's tone was a little hurried: "The book says that hunting demons will cause the demon's aura to invade the wizard's body, and the more you kill, the more serious the invasion will be...... That's how many lichs fell...... Is it because you killed too many wild demons when you were a child?"

"Who did you hear?" Zheng Qing frowned, and kicked back to the lawn a kappa who had sneaked up from the lake onto the fence of the promenade to catch insects.

The kappa's sharp little claws grabbed the half-fat spider and stared at the young wizard with resentment, eventually spitting bubbles and slowly crawling back into the lake.

"Everyone said that!" Lin Guo leaned on the wooden staff, his expression was a little confused: "Didn't you take the Merlin Medal some time ago?" Everyone said that you were able to defeat the wild demon in Damingfang because you had practiced it many times before...... And you have a headache and fainting because of the sequelae left by killing too many wild demons when you were a child......"

"What kind of nonsense is it!" Zheng Qing stood on tiptoe and was using the wooden staff in his hand to lift a nestling that had fallen out of the nest back to the nest.

"Hunters on the street say that a shaman's hunting of demons is like eating raw things, and it is easy to get indigestion...... Only those familiar demons domesticated by the school will have no trouble when they are killed. Lin Guo was still standing behind him, chattering.

But his voice was soon drowned out by greater agitation.

At first, it was just the she-finch who listened to the bird's chirping and chirped non-stop, but because of night blindness, she only dared to stand in the nest and flutter her wings.

Gradually, the other birds resting on the branches also began to riot, and from time to time a few frightened little ones fluttered their wings and scurried from tree to treetop.

There were more and more commotions, and for a while, the sound of birds chirping, flapping wings, and the collision of treetops and leaves over the orchard became a mixture, breaking the silence of the night.

The lampworms that had been hanging on the trees to suck the sap also quietly restrained the brilliance under their bellies, and clung themselves to the bark, lest the predators who had just been woken up would catch them and beat them for tooth sacrifice.

Zheng Qing didn't bother to investigate the source of those rumors in Lin Guo's mouth, and tried to raise his cane, trying to send the little bird to the nest and relieve the noise in his ears.

"Do you want to try a spell?" Lin Guo's voice also revealed a bit of nervousness.

The young publicly-funded student blushed.

He had forgotten that he was now a wizard.

A few seconds later, the bird was lifted by a vine the size of chopsticks and slowly landed in the nest. But the she-finch's screaming did not stop, but grew louder and louder.

She even arched the bird hard with her long beak in an attempt to push it back down the nest.

"What's going on?" Zheng Qing raised his voice, looking at the already completely chaotic order in the trees in confusion.

Lin Guo didn't speak, just tugged at his robe hard.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll see if the big bird is injured first......" Zheng Qing waved his hand, trying to break free of Lin Guo's small hand.

Then the little wizard pulled so tightly that he didn't even break free.

"Put..." Zheng Qing turned his head, and then immediately swallowed the words in his stomach.

He understood the reason why Lin Guo was tugging at the corners of his robe.

A wild goblin.

A wild demon with blood-red pupils, fangs flying, and a hideous face appeared on the slope outside the corridor at some point.

Lin Guo's black goat had retreated vigilantly to the bushes next to the corridor, his legs tense, shrugged his shoulders and bowed his head, revealing two thick, hard pitch-black horns.

He also knew why the birds in the orchard were panicking and flying around.