Without Principal Huang's permission, Zheng Yi lifted the glass cover, and the short staff suddenly jumped up, swept an arc in the air, and crashed into Zheng Fang like a bird throwing into the forest, but stopped in front of him abruptly, and gently patted his cheek, just like a child who had been away from home for a long time saw his father and mother, and there was an indescribable admiration and affection in that appearance.

"This ...... What's the situation?" Principal Huang was dumbfounded when he looked at this scene.

Looking at the short staff gently swinging on his cheeks, Zheng Fang didn't understand what the reason was, but he could be sure that the burning of the butterfly on his wrist did not appear unusual, this short staff would never be the scepter, he could feel that he had an inexplicable familiarity with this short staff, like something he had lost for a long time.

With a wave of his hand, Zheng Fang gently held the short staff, and inexplicably, Zheng Fang actually felt that the short staff actually transmitted a reproachful emotion to him, as if he was blaming him for not finding himself until today. Immediately afterwards, Zheng Fang's head slammed to the ground, and countless pictures came one after another.

In the heavy rain, a child ran hard in the mud, the short cane in front of his head like a bright light shining white, leading the child to the goal, not paying attention, the child fell to the ground, the short staff also lowered the height, in front of the child's forehead kept shaking, as if to help the child up, and seemed to encourage the child to get up bravely.

A teenager was besieged by seven or eight of his peers, calmly dodging left and right, and playing with the short staff with dazzling eyes between his fingers, and suddenly, the short staff suddenly bloomed with blazing light, and a group of peers fell out in all directions.

The boy fell asleep with a smile, and still did not forget to hold the short staff in his hand, holding it in his arms, suddenly, a little cold light flew from nowhere, and quickly shot towards the young man who was already asleep, and the short staff suddenly bloomed, and the cold light fell to the ground with a click, and the young man in the dream was still sleeping sweetly.

A young man was chasing something in the mountains with all his might, and suddenly, he shouted loudly, and the short staff in his hand flew away, and then looked at the air not far away, a roar, accompanied by a roar like a beast, a figure suddenly fell into pieces.

Countless pictures of battles continued to pass through Zheng Fang's mind, all of which were the short staff growing up with the child running in the mud, fighting all the way, until the last scene, the child had turned into a mysterious person in a black robe, who was ambushed and assassinated by countless killers, and the short staff was still his unabandonable partner, blocking the next dangerous attack for him, creating a chance to survive one by one, but the opponent was too dense and too powerful, and the black-robed man had been hit hard and was already unsustainable. In the end, the short staff finally bloomed with the most dazzling light, and at that moment, all the besieging killers were restrained by the light, and it was difficult to get out of the short circle around the short staff, except for the black-robed man.

"Run, run!" Zheng Fang seemed to hear the anxious call of the short staff, and the tears on the face of the man in black flowed wantonly, and he roared loudly, struggling to move his steps.

"Bai Yue, I'll come back to you!" the man in black roared and hurried away, and the short staff White Moon seemed to have exhausted all its energy and fell to the ground like a branch, at this time, a hand caught it.

"It's a good thing. A voice said lightly.

Raising his head and returning to the brightly lit warehouse, Zheng Fang's eyes flashed with a hint of realization, this short staff named "White Moon" is the weapon that handed over the Three Realms and the Mansion Master Token to him, no, it is not as simple as a weapon, it is a wordless mentor and friend who has accompanied Mo Buwen all his life, Partner, he believes that if he loses Bai Yue, he will be depressed all his will to fight, and he is no longer the master of the Three Realms who crisscrosses the Three Realms, is in charge of the Patrol Division, and is imposing, but has become a poor worm who hides in Tibet, panics all day long, and finally dies lonely in the human world.

"I want this!" Zheng Fang's eyes sparkled as he looked at Principal Huang, Bai Yue should be his, he inherited everything from Mo Buwen, he not only inherited Mo Buwen's Three Realms Introduction, Mansion Master Token, but more importantly, he also inherited Mo Buwen's enemies and Mo Buwen's past and Mo Buwen's mission. In that case, Bai Yue, let's continue to fight together, sooner or later, I will find out the truth, reopen the Three Realms Mansion, and restore the balance of the Three Realms!

Inexplicably, as if a passion that had never burned in Zheng Fang's heart, for the first time in his life, he made a grand intention in his heart, with his sonorous oath, the white light around the short staff Bai Yue slowly converged, and it lay obediently in Zheng Fang's palm, as if returning to the arms of his long-lost relatives, and fell silent quietly.

"Uh......" Principal Huang looked at Zheng Fang in front of him unconsciously, and the moment he held the short staff, this kid seemed to be a different person, and a kind of self-confidence and brilliance that had never been seen before radiated from his body. Lao Huang could conclude that this short cane was absolutely of great significance to Zheng Fang, and subconsciously wanted to inquire about it, but after hesitating, he still kept his mouth shut, and just nodded approvingly, which was regarded as approving Zheng Fang's request.

What great secrets can this kid have, and he can ask with a white face in a hurry? I don't have to fold my identity, what is this thing, I believe this kid will tell me sooner or later, don't tell him? When he comes back from Soul Sheep City, there is a way to deal with him, let him pour beans in a bamboo tube, and confess to labor and management.

Suppressing the fire of gossip in his heart, Lao Huang led Zheng Fang to look at other inventories. But Zheng Fang got Bai Yue, and he already felt enough, and he had no desire to continue visiting the warehouse.

"Don't mind, I remember that there seems to be something in the warehouse that goes well with your staff, maybe it's a set, you can take a look, look again. Principal Huang hurriedly retained Zheng Fang, these are only two things, 20 spirit stones, 2 catties of spirit tea, the business is too small, maybe the price should be raised, at first glance, the rod is not a mortal thing, will it be too much to ask for 100 spirit stones and 10 catties of spirit tea? Lao Huang calculated over and over again in his heart.

Listening to Lao Huang's words, Zheng Fang was also a little hesitant, he didn't know what was in his hand back then, he didn't know at all, Bai Yue had already given him a huge surprise, maybe it was really like Lao Huang said, there were other things, wouldn't it be a pity that he missed it? In the forbidden area guarded by the school like this, you can take whatever you want, how can you have a chance in the future?

After thinking about it, Zheng Fang finally continued to look at the warehouse one by one with Principal Huang. However, there were no surprises later, Lao Huang also introduced a few things to him, but he couldn't even compare to the ceramic bottle, and Zheng Fang didn't even blink his eyes, which made Principal Huang very disappointed.

"This is the last one, I can't pick anything anymore, and I suffered a loss when I went to Soul Yang City, but don't blame me for not helping you beforehand. Principal Huang opened the door to the last warehouse with a little depression.

"12, there are actually 12 warehouses hidden under the school!I guess, there are still empty ones, right?" Zheng Fang guessed wildly, and just walked to the door, the burning on his wrist suddenly became intense, as if it was about to burn.

"Sure enough, it's here!" Zheng Fang perked up his spirits, looked into the warehouse, and saw a high glass cover covering a withered twig-like thing on a table in the middle, Zheng Fang already understood at first sight, this is the scepter lost by a certain lord in the underworld, why? The butterflies on his wrist have already fluttered, one after another from his wrist, flying to the side of the scepter, around the glass cover, and are dancing there.

"Did you see anything?" Zheng Fang couldn't help but be curious as he watched Principal Huang wander through the butterflies-filled warehouse in a daze.

"It doesn't matter what I see, what matters is what you see?" Principal Huang said to Zheng Fang sadly, it's the last warehouse, why are you going to wear a star and carry a small staff to the battlefield?

What Principal Huang said makes sense, Zheng Fang nodded again and again, indeed, he Lao Huang can't see the butterfly, Mao Yong, if he sees it, he can't return the scepter to that lord, only he can return it.

Walking a few steps to the scepter, Zheng Fang looked at it carefully.

"This thing is not very old, it was treasured by a monk who took refuge in Taizu back then, and after the monk died, there was no descendant to inherit it, and the relics were donated to the school. After all these years, we couldn't figure out what it was for. Principal Huang noticed that Zheng Fang was interested in the scepter and introduced him to him with confusion.

"To take it or not?" Zheng Fang was actually only thinking about this one question. Take it, I have to take 10 spirit stones and 1 catty of spirit tea, there is no benefit, oh no, then a certain lord said that he would complete a thing for me that I am unable to complete. In particular, if I can take it to the spirit world, it can be used as a hole card to save my life, but listening to the meaning of that lord, he specially reminded me to pay attention to the timing of collecting the scepter, is it that once I get my hands on this thing, I have to immediately complete the thing that I am unable to do? Whether I have anything to do, it will return to the underworld? If so, do I want this scepter to choose another good thing for me in this warehouse? How can I think about it, it seems to be buried in a big pit?

You can't do things at a loss, you have to think of countermeasures in advance, once it's really like Zheng Fang is worried, wouldn't it be in vain to be blind to such an opportunity, and you have to spend 10 spirit stones in vain.

After hesitating for a while, Zheng Fang suddenly remembered the ceramic bottle just now, what's wrong with me? He secretly blamed himself, is it time to find lost and found? Now is the conditional treasure tracing link! The scepter is good here, and he can't lose it, take the scepter, even if he can take it to the spirit world, when he needs it to save his life, if he comes to say, "I can't do it!", can you pout it? The timing is wrong, the timing is wrong!

This scepter feels very unreliable, okay? It is better to expect the old ancestor to accompany me to Soul Yang City all the way!