An ancient stage play, a wonderful magic that pierces through the wall.

Looking at the actors performing on the stage, Bai Yi's memory gradually returned. The theme of Opera Night is two members of the troupe who betray the troupe and commit theft with magic props. But the members of the troupe are all details, and what really matters is the head of the troupe.

In the darkness, Bai Yi's gaze crossed the stage and looked at the old man standing behind the curtain on the right side, watching the stage.

He didn't let his guard down just because the other party was an old man with kind eyebrows and gray hair. On the contrary, because he and his father used to be close friends, Bai Yi was also wary of the old man in his heart.

As for his memory, the two of them were just apprentices of drama at that time, and they were directly ignored by him..... Wearing it in the wall, can it be an ordinary trick?

With suspicious thoughts, he languished in the seat for more than an hour.

Until the end of the performance, the audience left down the passage, and Daddy led Chenlong and them to the stage where they were tidying up without saying a word. Bai Yi.... Since he was not driven away, he simply followed behind the other party with a cheeky face.

After Daddy walked onto the stage and told the actors what he was doing, one of the actors who had been tidying up the stage turned around and ran back behind the curtain.

A moment later, an old man in an old-fashioned robe stepped out from behind the curtain. The thick eyebrows were raised, and the old eyes stared at it for a while, and then he didn't dare to ask in disbelief:

"Old haha, is that you?"

"It's me!" The old man smiled with joy and stepped forward to catch the other's outstretched hands and clasped them together.

"It's been sixty years, and you still remember my nickname!"

"Hahaha, who can forget the caterpillar on your eyebrows?"

"And your never-ending pranks, your talent for being funny!"

“？？？” Xiao Yuhu's suspicious gaze wandered between the two, and finally turned his head to look at Bai Yi, and asked, "That, are they talking about the same person?" ”

"I'm not sure, but I know it's best not to disturb two old people now."

Bai Yi lowered his voice, but his eyes calmly looked directly at the two old men on the stage.

When normal old friends meet, there should be a lot to say. In addition to chatting about the interesting things that have happened over the years, the most proud thing is to introduce the juniors and compare them with each other.

But today's dad is not in such a mood.

After a brief meeting and chatting, he took the initiative to ask someone out. Outside the opera house, in a not-so-noisy Chinese restaurant, sit down and start talking about the business.

"Now that I find you, the Celestial Cow Worm will make things much easier!"

Dad held the teacup with a sad face:

"I found the trail of an ancient demon, but I couldn't handle it on my own. I wanted to try it myself, but I saw your team on the poster, so ...... I'd like to ask for your opinion. ”

"Demons? You can't deal with it anymore? What's the use of pulling me on? ”

With a suspicious expression on his face, the old man spoke: "Although we went up the mountain together, the time we spent together was only a short three years of apprenticeship. After that, I went to learn tricks from Master Liu. ”

"The trick is fine, but the gas magic.... I'm just going to do some superficial spells. It's useless to deal with demons! ”

"Spells don't matter," Daddy sighed a little relieved, and then explained:

"It doesn't matter how much you subdue the demons and how strong you are. I need someone who knows magic, who can read ancient books and help me find and filter spells. Instead of a warrior who can face the devil! Among the people I know, you are the best candidate! ”

"In that case, okay, I can try." The old man, nicknamed the Celestial Beetle, nodded.

An old friend came to the door to help,

Not to mention that it is not a dangerous thing, he can also take this opportunity to look at some precious ancient books that he can only think about, why not.

As for the last sentence, he also believes that he is the best candidate.

At the beginning, everyone participated in the selection together, and went to the secret realm to learn magic together. Although he was not selected after his apprenticeship due to personal qualifications, he still chose to stay in the mountains and learn the remnants of magic with the others.

Magic trick.

As for his good friend, Lao Haha (Dad), his intelligence and love of study, he was valued by the Archmage (Master Fang) at that time and accepted him as the last disciple.

It was supposed to be a happy thing, but it turned out to be .....

What happened in the middle of the process, he is not qualified as a trick apprentice. Even if I knew it was the news that was made public on the mountain at that time:

Daddy inherits part of Master Fang's inheritance, but gives up the inheritance of the status of Archmage. And voluntarily left the mountain gate, never repentant.

And hated the house and Wu, shortly after the old haha left. His former best friend had no choice but to end his studies and leave the mountain.

If it weren't for a complete break with the past,

Who wants to leave their homeland,

Come to this land for adventure.

.......

Bai Yi, who was playing with Xiaoyu on the side, heard the exchange between the two old men, squinted his eyes, and secretly wondered in his heart. Then I heard the exchange between the two again.

Daddy pondered for a while, and after his former friend accepted it a little, he spoke:

"Celestial Bull Worm, you have to think about it carefully, it is very dangerous to join in dealing with a demon who is about to recover! There are many, many minions under him, and I can't guarantee that he won't notice what we're doing and take the initiative..."

"Having said all that, you haven't told me which demon is going to be resurrected?"

He smiled relieved and digressed from the subject.

The old friend worries about his own safety, but he wants to meet the ancient archmages more than safety, fight against evil, and save the life of the world.

Anyway, I am a trick learner, and I don't have the ability of those wizards/mages to prolong their lives with magic. In my lifetime, it is enough to witness it once and experience it once!

"Holy Lord, a demon who was sealed by the contemporary Saint Seiya a thousand years ago, when he was most exaggerated, he once ruled the earthly world with seven other demons."

[In the early hours of yesterday morning, when I saw that there were so many fewer tickets, I immediately went out with a knife and went to chat with those young readers who had votes and did not vote about the philosophy of life and philosophy. Under the careful teaching of Ben Rabbit, they decided to change their minds and work hard today. That's pretty good..... Well, I can't make it up. I'm going to strike the Internet, where do I dare to find you in reality! can only sell miserably, so that you can be pitiful and pitiful - woo woo, if you can't make ends meet like this, it's time to go to the overpass to put a broken bowl under the overpass and ask for tickets! 】