High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 637 - 306: The Missing Red_1

Chapter 637: Chapter 306: The Missing Red_1

"No worries, no worries!"

"It’s just an escape curse, I’m very familiar with it! I even helped Xin Fat Man use it once before!"

"You guys did a great job with this trap!"

"I feel that even if a demon with strength level 10 steps on it, it would have to lose a layer of skin..."

Zheng Qing wobbly stood up and waved his hands, indicating that he was fine. At the same time, he slyly complimented himself.

However, his fingers were swollen like radishes and were protesting against their owner’s stubbornness in a very conspicuous way, laughing at his tough act.

"I still have some snake oil left, you can use it." Elena chuckled lightly and didn’t deny Zheng Qing’s words. She pointed at his fingers while taking out a small jar of turquoise ointment from her bosom.

This is snake oil, also commonly referred to by wizards as the ’universal cure’ – which means it can’t cure anything specifically but it can somewhat alleviate any injury or illness. When wizards conduct experiments, it’s not unusual to encounter all kinds of weird symptoms, possibly caused by a curse or a plague. If you’re not sure what to use for treatment, you can never go wrong with a little bit of snake oil ointment.

Anyway, it won’t make the situation worse.

With a sheepish smile, Zheng Qing took the small jar from the witch’s hands. He then hurriedly applied it to his palms, the back of his hands and all ten of his swollen fingers, as if he was wearing a pair of turquoise silk gloves.

A cool feeling started to seep through his skin. The intense pain in his hand immediately subsided, giving Zheng Qing a much-needed relief.

"What’s the deal with it?" Elena carefully glanced at the black tiger and asked in a low voice while inconspicuously touching a talisman in her hand.

It was a lie-detection talisman.

The question she asked was one of the things that Caron Hunting Team was most concerned about.

"Um, I’m not sure either." Zheng Qing looked at the tiger demon beside him with some distress. He wanted to scratch his head but quickly remembered the injuries on his hand. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "... It’s a very strange tiger demon. It doesn’t eat wizards but killed a bunch of demons. Did you see the monkey head under its claw? It was killed by it...Even after it died, the demon wasn’t going to rest in peace, as the tiger demon played with its head as if it were a ball."

Elena blinked a few times, slightly at a loss for words.

Both the peculiar tiger demon and Zheng Qing’s answer were somewhat unexpected compared to what the hunting team had previously discussed. Although she didn’t believe that Zheng Qing could join the demons, no matter what, his explanation seemed a bit too casual.

However, the lie-detection talisman didn’t respond to Zheng Qing’s answer, which meant that he was telling the truth.

This was a bit vexing.

So, she paused for a moment and changed the subject.

"Why are you alone?" The witch asked lightly, "Where are the others?"

"That’s what I wanted to ask," Zheng Qing grinned, "What about Matthew and the others? I remember they’re in the same hunting team as you, right?"

"They’re still patrolling the area." Elena vaguely replied, "Because a tiger demon suddenly appeared, everyone was a bit worried about the safety of the camp, so they left to patrol."

The black tiger lying beside them, as if hearing a laughable joke, snorted derisively, opened its big mouth, and gave a huge yawn, revealing a mouthful of sharp, huge fangs.

"Hmm... that’s indeed a cautious move." Seeing the expression on Elena’s face, Zheng Qing seemed to understand their concerns. He nodded and said, "I got separated from our hunting team... more accurately, I intentionally avoided Absolution’s people. I just didn’t expect to run into you."

When he reached this point, he couldn’t help but complain about his divination skills: "If I knew my divination was so terrible, I wouldn’t have followed the divination results... Following my gut instincts seems more reliable."

His words were a bit disjointed, and the Gypsy witch was slightly confused by what he was saying.

"You purposely avoided your teammates? Why?" Elena asked in surprise. At the same time, she pointed at Zheng Qing’s left eye and deliberately questioned, "What about your left eye? I remember it was bloodshot before. Is it healed now?"

"My left eye?" Zheng Qing blinked, looking puzzled. "I had a bloodshot right eye... This should be quite clear."

Saying this, he glanced around, looking as if he was searching for a small pond or pool.

The Gypsy witch seemed content with Zheng Qing’s answer. She quickly picked up his intention, reaching out to help him and forming a water mirror in mid-air under his nose.

Through the reflection in the water mirror, Zheng Qing clearly saw his two black eyeballs. They were completely black, not a single blood vessel could be seen on the whites of his eyes.

"Gone?" The young student who was on a state scholarship didn’t care about the snake oil in his hand. He touched his face, then touched the water mirror in front of him.

The prickling pain in his hand and the cool sensation on his face told him that everything was real.

"It’s gone?!!" Zheng Qing raised his head, looking at Elena in confusion, trying to find a hint of joking on the witch’s face.

Clearly, the witch was as bewildered as he was.

"Don’t you know?" Elena furrowed her brow slightly, feeling her talisman-- still there was no reaction.

For a moment, she even suspected that Zheng Qing had secretly altered the effect of this lie detector talisman, but she quickly dismissed this idea. Although Zheng Qing was very proficient in talisman craft, he wouldn’t be able to quietly alter the talisman in her palm.

"I have no idea," Zheng Qing leaned close to the water mirror again, looking at his right eye repeatedly, muttering, "How can it be gone? It was there before... Was it plucked out by some demon after I fainted? But that’s not right, my eyeball is still there..."

His voice trailed off until it was almost inaudible.

The Gypsy witch standing nearby couldn’t help but cough softly, disrupting his stupor, "Is there a problem? The disappearance of blood in your eye is a good thing, isn’t it..."

"No, I don’t know." Zheng Qing touched his right eye. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally decided to speak, "Didn’t you just ask me why I was purposely avoiding my teammates? It’s because of this right eye."

Without waiting for the witch to ask, he quickly described his encounter after Absolution Hunting Team entered the arena, emphasizing his suspicion—either he had a demon’s bloodline, or his flesh was some special ’Monk Tang’s Flesh’ for the demons—only by staying away from him, would Absolution Hunting Team be safer.

"You mean, because of this possibility, that’s why those demons were chasing you desperately, and this Tiger Demon didn’t eat you?" After hearing Zheng Qing’s explanation, Elena started speaking slowly, summarizing.

Having said that, she carefully looked at the Tiger Demon.

Now the witch knew that this Tiger Demon could fight a large group of demons of strength five to ten, so she was fully alert and careful, fearing a swipe from the Tiger Demon could flatten them into pancakes.

The Tiger Demon seemed oblivious to the two young wizards discussing next to him, and it continued to play with the monkey head under its claws—it seemed to be trying to shape the monkey head into a smoother shape.

"It’s the most probable theory." Zheng Qing nodded.

"Although it’s just your speculation," the witch didn’t reject his idea directly, instead, she stated affirmatively, "But I can tell you for certain, you don’t have the bloodline of a demon—the Gypsy witches have some special techniques. I’m very sure about this."

She touched the lie-detecting talisman in her palm and finally felt reassured.

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