Vol 3 Chapter 294: Invalid circle

A green snake, a rabbit, a mountain sparrow, and a red-crowned turtle are trapped in their mouths and feet. They are stuffed into a wicker-engraved cage full of spells, and hang on the four sides in the direction of southeast, northwest and northeast. The top of a wooden pillar.
The red slender threads were twisted into various strange patterns, tightly tied to these small animals, protruding out of the cage, and hooking each other. Four or five pieces of yellow talisman paper were glued to these silk threads with gum, suspended in mid-air, and slowly swaying in the light breeze.
The wizards who stayed between the four pillars could vaguely see that there were colorful rainbow lights flowing down from these rune papers, falling on the thin silk threads, and disappearing.
Humber was holding a heavy book of Dharma around the four pillars, praying, and chanting words in his mouth.
"Snake and snake words come from Shaoyang", "The Destiny Xuanniao, reduce the dimensionality of the old Yang", etc., are some incantations that sound very strange.
Other young hunters who have completed their tasks sit in the middle of the magic circle, or bury their heads in copying new spells to the books, or wipe their gloves and sort out the potions in the package.
Of course, there are still people who are in a daze, napping, and so on.
"That little bird is so pitiful." Fatty Xin sighed, stopped his work and whispered.
"Aren't the rabbits pitiful?" Zhang Jixin gave the fat man a sideways look and hummed.
"Hs...satisfies...also...ssss...poor!" Iseni also came over to join in the fun.
"I always feel that we have done a very bad thing." Fatty Xin looked at the mountain sparrow that was still struggling in the cage, with a feeling of grievances: "If we were outside, we should have been caught by Trident Sword investigators. I got to the dean's office...maybe I have to go to Dan Hagg to have a meal."
According to the provisions of the "Witcher Code", arbitrary killing of creatures on the prescribed list is a second-degree murder, which is a very serious crime. For most normal wizards, fearing life means fearing that code.
"Don't feel guilty, we are now in an unfamiliar hunting ground, outside the jurisdiction of the "Witcher Code"." Omega persuaded from the side: "I hope that the investigators of the Trident Sword can now appear in us. In front, send us a few summons... so that we can at least leave here safely."
"Even if you are outside, you don't necessarily need to go to court." Zhang Jixin suddenly said, correcting: "According to Dan Haag's judicial interpretation of second-degree murder, arbitrary murder of innocent lives is a second-degree murder; it is used for experimental purposes. For legitimate purposes such as magic sacrifices, and data that can provide experimental materials for'non-witcher transformation', they belong to the relevant exemption clauses-you only need to pay a high murder tax afterwards."
"I remember the tax rate two years ago was 250%, based on the market value of the required organisms."
Upon hearing this explanation, the other hunters looked at each other.
After a long time, Omega finally spoke.
"In other words, if you have money, you can do whatever you want. That's what it means, right." The thin wizard from the Star Academy took off his deerskin hat, rubbed it on the dragon leather jacket, and suddenly sighed deeply. In a sigh of relief: "The more I grow up, the more I am afraid... It turns out that what my father told me before was the truth."
The miserly owner of Jota Restaurant who loves money like his life has gained a bit of fame even among the freshmen of the first university.
Compared to Omega, Fatty Xin's focus is in another direction.
"Are you really Elder Zhang?" The fat man's eyes widened, staring at the red-faced witch in surprise, and touching the book with one hand, it seemed that he would cast a few evil curses on Zhang Jixin's face at any time: "These If the doctor said it, I can still accept... As for you... you still know these things?"
He made no secret of his doubts.
This annoyed the red-faced wizard.
But he had to patiently explain: "Two years ago, my second brother accidentally hammered a bobcat to death while hunting... The family fined him to copy relevant laws and regulations a thousand times."
"My brother is a bit lazy, so he paid me to copy it."
"If you copy this explanation hundreds of times, you can blurt it out without hesitation."
The explanation is reasonable and sympathetic.
While a few people were chatting, Amber had already completed the establishment of the ‘Four Elephant Array’, and was walking towards the chatters holding the book.
"I didn't say that I would sacrifice these little animals. I just use the subtle connection between them and their ancestors to induce the power of the stars in the sky by sensing the four elephants."
"Not only will it not cause harm to these little guys, but it can also enlighten them. So you don't have to worry about the follow-up'murder tax' issue... If the Trident Sword really troubles us."
While talking, the hunting team’s newly appointed You Bi had already lay down on a slope, covered his face with the book, and added in a subtle and vague voice:
Instead of paying attention to the four little things, it’s better to pay more attention to them. Care about yourself."
"If I were you, take the time to sleep for a while now...just like Zheng Qing did."
"If there is no accident, we will stay in this hunting ground for a long time and face more dangers. So it is very important to maintain sufficient physical and magical power."
The voice under the Fa book became lighter and lighter, and soon I couldn't hear it completely.
The advice of the fortuneteller was very effective for these young hunters, and soon, one after another snoring sounded from the hills.
The breeze ran over the hills, rustling the branches and leaves of the bushes.
Although the fluffy yellow sun in mid-air still spreads a faint light tirelessly, the small hill covered by the four-image array seems to have fallen into the dark night, and everything is silent.
...
Perhaps because of being on land, Iseni felt that his sleep quality was very bad.
The dry air poured into its alveoli along the nose, and then took away a large amount of water in its body, and slowly flowed out along the cheeks behind the ears, making it feel hot with every breath.
Although the hunting team gave it to the only water source on this hill, in any case, this puddle with a radius of less than five meters and a depth of only three feet is for a tall and fat murloc. They all seem too narrow.
Whenever he buried his head in the depths of the puddle and swallowed the muddy water at the bottom of the pit, this young murloc warrior would involuntarily miss the huge and unfathomable Linzhong Lake.
It seemed that it was a long, long time ago that Huan'er was in that lake last time.
The young murloc thought, couldn't help swallowing, and at the same time tried to close his eyelids to prevent the mud in the puddle from contaminating his eyes.
Vaguely, it felt a slender object licking the scales on both sides of its cheek.
"Hi...Don't...noise...his...sleep..."
The murloc stretched out his wide webbed palm ~EbookFREE.me~ and grabbed it to his face, trying to make the troublesome little frog calmer.
Then it touched a piece of cold liquid.
The murloc was confused for a few seconds and suddenly opened his eyes.
Ten centimeters away from his eyes, his little flying frog was lying on the edge of the water with his tongue out, looking dying.
On the back of the frog, three deep scratches are clearly visible and bones are deeply visible.
The murloc stood up and stared out of the circle.
All kinds of demons gathered not far from the small hill, shadowy and crushing a large area. The heart of this cold-blooded Murloc suddenly tightened.
"The enemy...attack!!"
It shouted hoarsely.
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