How I don't remember buying this antique. ”

A brand with a simple shape, like iron but not iron, like stone but not stone, is quietly placed next to the newspaper on the table, and at first glance it is no different from an antique.

Wang Wen is very sure that he has not bought this kind of antique.

Everyone always has some hobbies, Wang Wen's hobby is mythology, and he is keen on collecting strange antiques, and he thinks that these antiques may involve the extraordinary.

Wang Wen looked strange, glanced around the house, and picked up the golf club placed next to the living room.

"A thief in my house?"

I checked my home again and again, checked the inside and outside of the place where I could hide people, and checked whether I had lost my belongings.

Nothing was lost, no hiding, and no traces of being turned over, not like a thief in the house.

"What's the situation, haunted?"

Wang Wen put down the golf club and looked at the sign on the table in the living room.

As a scholar and a professor, his memory is not bad, and he is sure that this sign was placed on the table for some reason, because the things on the table were left there by him last night to study the transcendent event.

It is impossible not to remember what happened yesterday, but I clearly remember the newspapers, extraordinary materials, pens, and cups on the table.

He picked up the sign and flipped through it, looking left and right.

"It's a bit like an ancient token, who put this brand in my house, and what kind of material is it? I haven't seen it, so I'll look for Professor Qin tomorrow to see what kind of material this is. ”

There was no danger in checking the sign, and Wang Wen didn't plan to throw the sign away.

But he kept an eye on it, and installed a small monitor in his house overnight to see if someone really played a prank on him to leave a sign here.

Little did he know that at the same time, people all over the world had an extra sign in their homes.

The brand is the same as its brand.

And the people who appear in the brand are irregular, there are men and women, foreign, Chinese, otaku, social animals, and social elites, and the range is so wide that people can't find a clue.

It's just that......

Not everyone is as big-hearted and thoughtful as Wang Wen.

……

United Kingdom.

During rush hour, Miwell took the elevator from the company building to the underground parking lot.

Drip~

Unlocking the car, Miwell threw the briefcase to the co-pilot, and was about to drive home in gear, but saw a sign behind the automatic position.

"What is this?"

Miwell picked up the sign, when did he put a sign here?

"Pranks? Or when did I buy it? Or which guy's kid put my toys here. ”

After thinking about it, and couldn't think of any reason, Miwell looked at the sign, opened the window, and threw it into the trash can next to the garage.

The source was unknown, and no friend asked him for something, so he decided to lose it.

It's not just the earth that has brand events, but the heavens and the world, and every world has brand things happening.

……

Otherworldly.

The sky is grand.

Bai Yuan Xianjun took Zhang Hao back to his cave mansion.

I haven't been back for so many days, and I miss my messy nest.

"Disciple, this time the Chen family's ancient clan, the Heavenly God Temple, the Lingxing Mountain, and the Divine Hades Gate were destroyed, and your enemies will be jealous of you if they want to, but you must not act too arrogantly because of this, or relax your vigilance.

On that day, you beheaded Chen Xuan, everyone watched, it is difficult to say whether anyone has found your treasure, you must be careful, and prepare for a period of retreat for the teacher to heal his injuries. ”

Bai Yuan Xianjun walked into the cave.

Zhang Hao's eyes were worried: "Retreat? Master, your injuries are fine, do you want me to help you find healing elixirs? ”

Bai Yuan Xianjun held his beard and smiled with relief:

"I'm fine, it's said that it's a retreat to heal my wounds, but in fact it's also a retreat and enlightenment, this time I was besieged by the three of Chen Laozu and was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and the follow-up encirclement and suppression of the Chen family's ancient clan fought with the gods and demons, which is quite enlightened.

I'm going to retreat and get realization. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the chair made of five thousand years of immortal wood and sat down.

With a five-thousand-year-old immortal wood as a chair, only an immortal demon of the level of Bai Yuan Immortal Monarch can be so magnanimous, and the trench is inhumane:

"Master, you almost scared me to death when you spoke so loudly, huh? I'm Cao! Master, how do you have a token here!! ”

Zhang Hao's eyes casually skimmed over the table, his eyes widening.

Gao Xianghong once took out the only token given to the group members by the deceased and showed it to Zhang Hao, and the two tokens on the table were exactly the same as the only token given by the deceased.

"Division...... Master...... You won't steal someone else's token, will you? ”

The token is the only one given by the past, Zhang Hao doesn't believe that the master can get the token, and now the token appears in the master's cave, and the master has just passed by the table, it is inevitable to wonder if the master stole Gao Xianghong's token.

Syllable.

Bai Yuan Xianjun patted Zhang Hao's brain, blew his beard and glared:

"What are you and what am I as your master, how could I steal the token of Brother Xianzun, they are your and my benefactors, and they have a great favor to me, am I crazy I am going to do this kind of lack of virtue, I still doubt that you stole it in vain."

He was even more puzzled than Zhang Hao, if he hadn't been in a hurry to retreat, he wouldn't have noticed the token on the table.

Seeing the token now, Bai Yuan Xianjun was stunned, and almost wondered if it was the apprentice who stole the token and framed himself, but in the end he didn't suspect it, just talking, just like Zhang Hao.

"It wasn't you who stole it, master, and it couldn't be me."

"Apprentice, have you touched the table?"

"No, master, have you touched it?"

"Nope."

Two: "......"

Haven't touched the table, which means that the token was on the table when you came back?

Could it be that Gao Xianghong sent us tokens? But there is no need to look at it, and it is unlikely that such a valuable gift will be given, and it is not that we are kind to them.

"No, I'll ask the ghost old man what the situation is."

……

Otherworldly.

The heavens of the mystic.

Jiang Yongchang obtained the treasure in a ruin, was peeped on by the greedy, and fled everywhere.

At this time.

He fled to a cave in a deserted mountain, and when he was exploring whether the cave was dangerous, he saw that there was actually an immortal and demon ancestor sitting in the cave.

And in front of the bones of the seniors, there is a sign.

If Zhang Hao is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this brand is the same as the only one given to Gao Xianghong by the deceased.

"What the Nameless Immortal Demon predecessor left behind must be a good thing, keep it first."

Jiang Yongchang thought about it, anyway, he was guilty, and he didn't mind having one more mysterious treasure.

……

The other side.

Ten minutes later.

Tokyo, Arakawa-ku, Japan, apartment.

Kamikawa took out a small notebook and put a tick on it.

There are dense names on it.

Suddenly, the name flickered for a moment, and then the ink faded and faded away.

Kamikawa shook his head.

Give you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't know how to cherish it, if you cherish it, it will be a certainty to achieve gods and demons in the future.

But it doesn't matter, there are still many people, and Kamikawazun doesn't care.

……