"Broken bamboo, continued bamboo, flying soil, chasing meat!"

The sound of Professor Yao singing the 'Hunting Song' echoed over the hunting ground.

It's like a spell.

The melodious sound of the horn came faintly from the fog, and the vicissitudes of the tune sent chills down everyone's spine.

The audience on the field involuntarily stood up.

Everyone's eyes were a little confused, but gradually, everyone seemed to understand something. Then slowly, with the sound of the horn coming from that small world, he sang softly:

"The auspicious day is both a prayer and a prayer. The field cart is good, and the four peony holes are ......"

"On an auspicious day, send my horse. Where the beast is the same, what the hunt is ......"

"Stretch my bow and hold my arrow. ”

"Fat his little pig, kill this big man!"

"To royal guests, and to drink!"

"To the guests, and to drink!!"

"To royal guests, and to drink the !!"

Over and over again, the voices of the crowd on the field became louder and louder, more and more pious, and more and more engrossed.

Where there is a god, there is a spirit.

With everyone's prayers, the whirlpool composed of mist in the center of the hunting ground became more and more condensed, more and more clear, and gradually, it actually had a tendency to solidify.

It was as if it had been transformed into a huge statue carved out of rock.

And through the 'eye of the whirlpool' in the center, the scenery in the small world is becoming more and more vivid.

It was a vast and vast land.

To the north are rolling hills. From hills to hills, to towering peaks, they are overlapping and shadowy, and they are more and more magnificent under the cover of the mist. The meadows at the foot of the mountain, the shrubs on the slopes, the snow on the top of the mountain, you name it.

To the south is a crimson wasteland. Coarse gravel is scattered on the ground, and dark red basalt is stacked together at will, building a thousand strange shapes, some like towers, some like tombs, and some turn into hideous monsters in the wind and water erosion.

Between the south and the north, there is a vast grassland.

There is also a wide and calm river that runs north and south, converging from the top of the snow-capped mountains, looping between the grasslands, and finally disappearing into the crimson wasteland of the south, disappearing into a deep, bottomless abyss.

While observing this small world, Zheng Qing found a very interesting thing.

When he stares at a certain part of the world for more than ten seconds through the 'eye of the whirlpool', the view of that world will continue to magnify – like a high-powered telescope that automatically adjusts its focus – until he blinks three times, and the process does not stop.

"It's so interesting!" Zheng Qing threw away his binoculars and took turns closing his left and right eyes, enthusiastically trying to unlock other effects.

For example, if you simply open your left eye, you can see an image of the world's luck - the white image represents a healthy animal, the gray image represents a wounded animal, the white reddish image means that it is under hunting, the gray quickly turns black to represent the end of fate, and so on.

"You can try to open your eyes and keep staring at a certain scenery and not moving...... Hold on for a minute. Duan Xiaojian hooked Zheng Qing's shoulder and said with a serious suggestion.

Zheng Qing pondered, anyway, just to take a look, there was no risk of pranks, so he nodded and agreed.

A moment later, the young student screamed and walked forward with his eyes closed.

Duan Xiaojian seemed to be prepared, laughed, grabbed his collar, and didn't let Zheng Qing snap to the ground.

"Magic also has basic rules. Xiao Xiao looked at it coldly for a long time, and it wasn't until the young public-funded student was a little sober that he explained slowly: "...... When we look through the 'eyes of the world', our gaze is affected by the acceleration of gravity...... So, if you stare at a place for a long time and don't move, there will be a feeling of falling from the sky and freefalling. ”

"It's a delusion, just get used to it. Duan Xiaojian patted Zheng Qing's shoulder and comforted.

The young public-funded student's face turned pale, and it took a long time to adjust his slightly confused senses.

"What do you think of the hunting race?" he relented, and immediately questioned, "If there is hunting somewhere...... Do we have to keep looking away? Won't we miss a lot of wonderful images?"

"You can shake your eyes slightly, and you can blink once in a while. Duan Xiaojian was afraid that Zheng Qing would trouble him later, so he hurriedly introduced his experience: "Downton said that there is another good way, which is to bring a pair of flat mirrors ......"

Hearing this name, Zheng Qing subconsciously looked around.

"Where's Downton?" he glanced at Duan Xiaojian, "I'll just say it's a little weird today...... Without him nagging and rectifying discipline in the team, I'm really not used to it......"

"Downton was invited by the hunting committee to serve as the deputy of this year's commentator. Xiao Xiao said faintly beside him: "You are still a public-funded student, why don't you know anything?"

Zheng Qing laughed dryly, and immediately turned his head to look at the eye of the vortex again.

Accustomed to the dynamic vision, the deeper beauty of that small world is gradually discovered.

In the sky, hungry vultures circled and peeped out, noisy crows swept from time to time like dark clouds, and vigorous eagles aimed at the little beasts that were running in the low grass, and swooped down and returned with a full load.

On the ground, among the tall pastures, herbivores such as wildebeests, pedal antelopes, and wild horses flock in groups to feed and drink; around them, the lions that are bowed down are moving slowly, and the wide-eyed cheetahs are grinding their teeth and sucking their claws; the small beasts are meticulously watching over the mother beasts, playing in the shallow waters of the big river, and the hideous crocodiles are like dead trees, drifting down the water, blinking their eyes from time to time, revealing a few fierce eyes.

There are also giant snakes coiled around the mountainside, spitting letters, and staring coldly at the wild sheep gnawing on the tender grass.

There are also fiery red ants hiding in the cracks of the stones, shaking their tentacles, standing on the barren land, waiting for the arrival of their prey.

The whole world is full of murderous machines, and there are scenes of hunting and counter-hunting everywhere.

It's just that in Zheng Qing's opinion, these scenes always seem to be missing something.

"What about demons?" the young scholar stabbed the doctor next to him, and his tone revealed a bit of surprise: "If I'm not mistaken, the animals below should be some ordinary beasts." ”

Whether it's a ferocious lion, jackal, cheetah, crocodile, a grumpy goat, a gazelle, a bison, or a milder elephant, they all have black and white eyes—not the blood-red eyes of demons.

Even if he didn't look at his eyes, Zheng Qing didn't feel the ferocious aura unique to the wild demons from those wild animals.

"The hunting team hasn't come out yet...... It's not time to release the prey. Xiao Xiao explained briefly.

"When will the hunting team play!" Zheng Qing sighed, looked up at the falling sun, and was a little anxious.

"Don't make a sound...... Xiao Xiao suddenly raised his hand and stopped.

Zheng Qing frowned.

He also faintly heard a familiar tune wafting in the distance.

"Go to the hunting ground, go to the hunting ground......"

This is the classic hunting song "To the Hunting Ground", which for wizards is like the relationship between "Katyusha" and the Russians.

The people in the surrounding audience seemed to hear the distant, ethereal song at the same time, and many of them sang along with the harmony.

The young public scholarship student couldn't help but hum along: "Go to the hunting ground, go to the hunting ground......"

"The hunting party is coming in. Xiao Xiao took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and stared closely at the stone gate at the entrance of the No. 1 hunting ground.