In the seaside suburbs of Portsmouth, England, there is an extremely open and fertile grassland, verdant and vibrant, among which, there is a river flowing into the sea, and the water of this river is also clean and cold, pure and natural. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the middle of the grassland, there is a large medieval-style domed castle, which occupies an unknown area, and a forest grows behind this castle, like a back garden.

As you approach the castle, you can hear the chirping of various birds in the forest behind it, which is very varied and gives the illusion of silence.

In the castle, in a study full of old books, a blonde girl is handing a file bag to the old man in front of her.

The blonde girl's face is still immature, but her eyebrows, eyes, and red lips have begun to show her charm, which is none other than Dale Hunter.

And the old man in front of her is the current head of the Hunter family, Gray Hunt!

"Dale, you're careless." Old Hunter sighed as he took the note.

"What?" Dale frowned, the pride that had just risen in his heart was shattered in an instant, and he even grabbed Old Hunter's hand and shook it, "Grandpa, how can I have it!" ”

"Still say no?" Old Hunter glared at Dale and said angrily, "The people in the Black Mist Studio have all gone over to greet you, and you still don't know anything!" ”

"Black Mist Studio?" A hint of fear flashed in Dale's eyes, and he hurriedly said, "I, I don't, I don't know." ”

"Well, it's not your fault, after all, you're still young and inexperienced, forget it, Dale, go and rest first." Old Hunter put the parchment on his desk and turned to sit down.

"Thank you, grandpa." Dale left in a less emotional mood.

Halfway through, there was a slight knock on the door outside the study.

"Come in." Old Hunter put down the parchment in his hand, his eyes shining, and it was clear that this note had given him another point in his understanding of witchcraft.

A middle-aged brown-haired man in a suit with blue plumes came in outside the study, and after giving Old Hunter a classical bending salute very elegantly, he slowly stood up straight.

"You summoned me, honorable Lord Gray." The brown-haired man's name is Alan, and he is an excellent wizard attached to the Hunter family, but he is only in his early forties, and he is already a high-level peak wizard.

"Alan, there's something you need to investigate." Old Hunter took a sip of black bean coffee.

"Please!" Alan asked scrupulously.

"Black Mist Studio, when Dale came back, someone from the Black Mist Studio came to contact, although nothing happened in the end, but that old ghost won't do boring things, so, you go and investigate, the purpose of the Black Mist's people contacting Dale!" Old Hunter said worriedly, always feeling that something was going to happen.

"Black Mist Studio? …… I understand. Alan frowned, the name of the black fog is notorious and powerful in the wizarding world in the United Kingdom, and he has always acted both good and evil, and he doesn't know if this contact with Dale is a blessing or a curse.

"Allen, with your strength, even against an ordinary black fog wizard, you can easily deal with it, as for that old ghost......" Hunter's brows furrowed, the strength of the old ghost of the black fog is too terrifying, even he has to kneel and sing conquest.

"I'll look into it carefully, don't worry, Lord Gray." Allen's face quickly returned to normal, and after a bow, he left the study.

……

At San Francisco Airport in the United States, a plane flying from the United Kingdom slowly landed on the runway, and two middle-aged British men who looked dusty stepped off the plane with their pockets in their pockets and looked arrogant, and soon disappeared into the airport surveillance cameras.

After a few months, the NBA league, the most popular and highest-ranking league in the world, has officially begun!

The Golden State Warriors will host the visiting Spurs!

After months of running-in, several of the Warriors' superstars seem to be poised to ravage the Spurs, who are missing the Stone Buddha.

At least, in the eyes of the vast majority of fans, it is.

The night before the game, Curry went to Fort Baker for a drink, and he didn't look out of the ordinary, but the quick-witted Jingqi still sensed the uneasiness in his heart.

"I remember last season, the Thunder beat the Spurs, and you Warriors beat the Thunder, so you guys win tomorrow." Jingqi fully embodies his professionalism as a pseudo-fan.

Curry almost sprayed him in the face with a sip of wine, and he didn't want to say anything to explain.

"Anyway, these tickets are for you, maybe you should experience the crazy shouts of the fans in the real stadium." Curry burped, seemingly a little too drunk, "You, you have good wine here, which winery bought it?" ”

Jing Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes, nonsense, this wine is all medicinal wine made by him with ancient recipes, and he originally drank it himself, but after finding the spiritual vein, this wine is dispensable to him.

"I made it myself." Jing Qi very generously pointed to the wine bottle that was only one-third left on the table, and said, "You're welcome, if you can't drink it, you can take it away." ”

"Really?" Curry glanced at the bottle, squeezed his eyebrows, didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and said, "I think you should get another bottle, no, two bottles." ”

Jing Qi is not very good at wine, but tigers, elephants and leopards, these black goods, since drinking this medicinal wine, firstly, this wine is really energetic, and secondly, drinking this wine has improved their physical fitness to varying degrees, so they have always taken this wine as a treasure, and Jing Qi dared to go to the wine cellar to get wine in front of this couple, and changed to others, even the old housekeeper Old Jack, they had to be frightened away by their fierce eyes.

"Of course, you can go to the cellar and get it yourself, I think you'll love it." Jing Qi really wanted to see how the black goods in the back would choose when facing idols and wine.

And the answer was not long in coming.

The tiger is an iron fan, although he feels sorry for the wine, but in front of the idol, no matter how painful the heart is, he also said: "You can take the wine in the wine cellar!" ”

The leopard was more reserved: "Didn't the boss say it, it's not good to take two bottles." ”

The elephant is more realistic: "I think as a basketball player, you should be forbidden to drink, but since you are an idol who wants to drink, then, then, give half a bottle?" ”

Fortunately, Curry was a little drunk at this time, otherwise he would have to pull the latter two black goods into the blacklist.

Curry was drunk and naturally couldn't drive, so Jingqi wanted to find a substitute driver, but the tiger was unhappy, so he had to send the idol home, just looking at his eyes looking at Curry...... It seems a little abnormal.

In view of this situation, Jingqi asked the leopard to drive Curry home.

Before leaving, Jing Qi injected a real wood aura into Curry, so that he would not wake up tomorrow with back pain and affect the game.

As for the three tickets, since they have all been sent, it is not good not to go, just right, Jingqi and the tiger and elephant will divide it up one by one, as for the leopard, cough, don't tell him about it yet.