Vol 2 Chapter 142: Glade

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The plant species on the shore of Linzhong Lake are very rich.
There are low shrubs such as welcoming spring, four stamens, and hydrangea, tall trees such as weeping willow, linden, and laurel, as well as bougainvillea, black-eyed flowers, and vines such as vines.
The staggered branches and overlapping flowers and leaves form a dense protective net over the woods, blocking the light of the bright moon in the sky, turning the forest into a dark and cold world.
The bushes in the east and the west form a simple but extremely complex maze, which makes people dizzy and easily lose their way in this forest.
On the one hand, this forest is to prevent the restless creatures in the lake from breaking into the depths of the school. On the other hand, it also prevents some restless students from proclaiming their courage in the wrong place.
Of course, neither the maze nor the darkness have any effect on the old school workers.
The old man Verne walked like flying with a wooden staff. Relying on the faint light of the wind lantern at the head of the rod, it shuttled between the low bushes in the forest. Soon, two freshman freshmen who were panting came to a clearing outside.
The pungent stench on the Murloc's body became stronger and stronger, as if it were in front of his eyes.
"Shh!" The old man raised his index finger and put it between his lips, motioning for the two to be quiet. He shook the head of his stick slightly, and the flame of the bean sprouts in the wind lamp was completely extinguished, leaving only a wisp of green smoke swirling and dissipating in the lampshade.
Zheng Qing held his breath and tried to suppress his beating heart.
He turned his head to look at Linguo, the little boy's face was flushed, he looked quite interesting in the gloomy woods.
"Hold the tree and don't move it." The old man's lips moved slightly, but the voice clearly passed into the ears of the two students: "Maybe we can see some interesting things."
After all, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and pressed the two new students on a tall linden tree beside him.
This linden tree seems to have been growing for many years. The body is extremely strong. The gray-white trunk is attached with many thick aerial roots, which stretches upward; the crown is wide, and the dark green leaves are densely stacked under the moonlight. , Block most of the light.
The old man's movements were very rude, Zheng Qing turned his face sideways, and was heavily pressed between the air roots. His eyes widened, and a few centimeters from his nose, a sleeping lampworm had just pulled its mouthparts out of the bark. The yellowish gum slowly overflowed, solidified by the wind, and an irregular gum ball condensed on the wound.
The bulging light bug seemed to have just spotted the uninvited guest beside him, moved his thin legs, leaned in front of the guest, and rubbed the tip of Zheng Qing's nose with his sharp mouthparts.
Fortunately, the worm had just eaten and drank enough, without further action.
Zheng Qing slowly let out a sigh of relief as he watched it flap its wings away. If the bug really planned to the needle and blood, he was not sure what he would do.
"Hold your breath." The old man's faint voice resounded in his ears.
The young public-sponsored student took a deep breath, then his eyes widened immediately. The freshness of gum and the fishy smell of murlocs mixed in the air pouring into his nasal cavity, making his stomach tumble.
Before he fully recovered, a ferocious fish head crossed the linden tree and appeared in the woods.
With a little moonlight from the branches and leaves, Zheng Qing can clearly see the transparent and slightly wrinkled eyelids of this murloc, the large, round eyes, and even the black spots and dense bloodshot eyes on the eyes. .
Its cheeks are covered with shiny hard scales, thick shield scales between its chest and abdomen, and sharp comb scales on its arms.
Maybe because of being too nervous. The pale blue fish scales in Zheng Qing's memory turned gray for some reason under the moonlight, and all the oily magic patterns in the impression disappeared.
Only a monster with scales and armor can be seen.
Exudes a stench.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but gasped, and just opened his mouth, a big rough hand immediately covered it.
"Quiet." The voice of the old man Verne was like a mosquito, subtle, sharp, and unusually clear.
This is probably the legendary transmission of sound into the secret, Zheng Qing's thoughts once again strayed, and this thought suddenly rolled in his mind.
The murloc who appeared suddenly did not care about the knotted old Bodhi beside him.
It swayed its dorsal fin and strode heavy steps over the thick linden tree, looked around, then raised its head and sniffed.
"...Hiss...hurry up..." There was another hissing cry not far away, as if close to my ear.
Zheng Qing blinked vigorously, swallowed quietly, and became more afraid to move.
There is more than one murloc here! He thought in a mess, are these murlocs driving bugs to catch kappa? I have never heard that murlocs love kappa.
The murloc who walked into the bush turned his face suspiciously, his round eyes staring at the linden tree behind him.
Although there was nothing in his sight, only the gray bark and three or two insects. But it can always smell a bit of uneasy breath from the air~EbookFREE.me~ another urging from her companion not far away.
The murloc finally gave up the doubts in his heart, and fiddled with the surrounding bushes. Apart from alarming a few lampworms that were sucking sap, he didn't even see the bigger mouse.
"...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The murloc turned and yelled, leaving the woods with a heavy pace again.
"A little blind eye," the old school worker's voice resounded in Zheng Qing's ears, his tone seemed to be full of smiles: "Don't make too much movement, you can turn around slowly... this is quite interesting. It’s hard to meet freshmen."
Zheng Qing tried his best to control some stiff hands and feet, slowly turning his head, and looking at the slightly noisy forest clearing not far away through the gap between the air roots of the Bodhi wood.
Because there is no dense tree shade over the head, the bright moonlight can fall on the lawn in the clearing without any hindrance.
In the moonlight, several figures clearly appeared before Zheng Qing's eyes.
Five-headed murloc.
Three wizards.
The murlocs under the moonlight seemed to be covered with a thin halo, and their scales shone with a translucent brilliance. The tallest murloc holding his arms, stood in front of all the murlocs, staring at the wizards in front of him.
The other murlocs each carried a huge package and followed it honestly.
The three wizards across from the murloc wore heavy black robes and wide hoods, shrouded their faces in deep shadows.
The wizard standing in the middle was tall and looked a little fat. He folded his fingers in front of his abdomen, his body was straight, and his fat figure did not affect his performance at all, but made his standing posture more powerful.
Two other wizards stood obliquely behind him, carrying bags in their hands, and holding the books in their arms.
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