Versatile Mage

How could someone wake a 10-year-old?

This is no different than a blow to the brain of a person whose IQ has not yet fully grown!!

“Did your father wake you up?” Movan's eyebrows are locked tight, and he's already got some anger on his face.

This will ruin the magic of a child!

It is certain that Xiao Tai is basically unlikely to enter the intermediate magician, his spiritual foundation is not strong and his soul has been damaged.

Xiao Tai shook his head, he was just talking and suddenly looked out of the ancient city gate. It looked like a road, but it was just a little more than the surrounding loess on the ground. A walking figure gradually approached the ancient city gate.

“My dad's here.” Little Ty finally had a shine in his uncharted eyes.

The man came over, wearing a grass braided fitted with windshield sand, couldn't see his face, but his clothes were a little ragged, like he had just been robbed.

Tiny didn't go out and waited under the gates.

And the man also went under the city gate, except that when he approached, Mofan, Mubai, Zhao Manyan, Zhang Xiaohou, Jiang Shaofu, Ling Ling, Song Fei Rumor all frowned, and the color of God was abnormal.

They don't have to look at that face, they can smell that breath that doesn't belong to humans.

Certainly, under the cupcass, are a pair of eyes that glow with green oil, that face is pale and not a little bloody, there is also a severely torn claw mark, revealing cheekbones and teeth, in this weekday empty late night town look even more weird and horrible.

“Dad.” Tai was used to the scene.

“Live and die.” Mubai and Zhang Xiaohou said almost simultaneously.

The living dead man was intelligent, and it could be seen that this guy was not a mindless walker, and he stood there staring at Movan and others.

“Are you here to collect me, but you have to have that skill.” The brass of the dead showed an arrogant smile.

When he opened his mouth, his front teeth revealed, and there was blood in his teeth. It seemed that the crime was not long over.

“We were looking for some ancient traces to find here. Was this ancient wall you were guarding? We wanted to know what it meant to be carved on the ancient wall.” Ling Ling asked.

To be afraid, the living and dead have seen many of them in ancient times, but I just can't believe that Tai is the one who waits to return in this town alone every day is a dead soul and a dead man.

“It's a door to a mausoleum. I am a mausoleum watcher, guarded... I don't remember how long.” The living and dead answered frankly.

“How do we get in?” Movan asked.

“It's simple, you walk towards me and walk out the gates to the mausoleum.” The living and dead say.

“Dad, they're not bad people.” Xiao Tai said hastily.

“But Dad, I'm not a good person.” The living and dead laughed, and the eyes of the green oil stared dead at Movan several people, “I just killed a man. ”

“That man deserves to die.” Movan said.

“Do you know who?” The living and dead are a little surprised.

“If it is the one who awakens your son, there is no room for death.” Movan said.

“He hurts a lot of people here who don't know magic and sells awakening stones at high prices.” After a while, this dead man said.

“And this awakening is not recognized by the Magic Society, and even when they reach their age, once they reach their age, they will be captured by the Magic Society as heretics, almost ruined for the rest of their lives.” Mubai added.

“Oh, it seems you're not the cruisers who are eager to see me as a result.” The living and dead completely unraveled the casket, and the large casket was placed at the roots of the wall.

“We're not here to deal with you. We just want to know what the sculpture on this ancient city wall means. Since it's a door, how do we open it and where does it lead behind it?” Movan returns to the question at the beginning.

The living and dead held one hand against the fitted, but the other hand whispered to Xiaotai, indicating that Xiaotai went to him.

Nor did Movan stop, leaving Xiao Tai to live and die, nor did they themselves mean to blackmail Xiao Tai.

“If I'm here, what do you think I'm here for, just to keep you unknown people from breaking in, why else would I call you a mausoleum guardian?” When the living and dead hid Little Tai behind him, he became more powerful.

“Since it's conservative, we have to give it to some people who should go in. For example, can someone who can beat you go in?” Movan also took a few steps forward.

“You seem confident, don't forget I told you before that I've lived a long time.” There was a sharp light in the eyes of the living and the dead.

This living dead person, if not the whole morphological appearance is a corpse, is basically no different from a normal human being, and among the dead spirits, regardless of the strange shape of the dead spirits, but the more like the dead spirits of “man”, the higher the level must be.

Complete thinking, which most dead spirits yearn for, is inherently powerful, has an immortal body. If the brain were normal, wouldn't it have ruled the planet long ago?

And of course, there's another measure of how long you live!

“Let's make it easier. We beat you. Do you want us to come in?” We said.

“I will not tell you whether I lose or not.” Answered the dead.

“Dad, why? If they win, you shouldn't have told them. After all, you lose.” Xiao Tai asked puzzled.

In Tae's view, that's the simplest theory.

“It's not like kids play games, let alone beat me, they got the secret I've been guarding for so many years, the hidden tomb treasure inside, and what do I get?? Aren't I unemployed?” Said the living dead.

Movan: “…”

Dead spirits are afraid of losing their jobs.

“We helped your son recover his mental trauma and sent him to a normal magic school. You don't want your son to be held up in this remote place, do you?” Movan said.

“Seriously?” The eyes of the living and dead immediately glow with green oil.

“Do you see us as the kind of people who would hurt you and your son? We're just looking for some of the totem traces left by our ancestors, trying to solve the current national crisis with ancient totems. Ancient Wang is my teacher, the Nine Phantoms and I are called brothers and brothers, and many other dead spirits are very familiar with us. Why are we making it difficult for you to be a living and dead man who is no different from normal people?” Movan said.

“Deal. ”

“Don't you have to fight?” Movan asked.

“No, don't you dare lie to me, that teacher is going to end up like you, I promise!” The living and dead say.