In the evening, Dylan returned to the Little Brother antique shop.

During today's operation, he only came into contact with Ah Fen's mask, and after Lasu's mask was removed, Chen Long directly handed it over to nearby agents.

There was no reason for him to take it alone.

Dylan didn't pay much attention to it, though.

Thirteenth District Now, in addition to this mask of General Lei Su, there is also the mask of General Manny that Chen Long brought back before.

Although Daddy has cast righteous magic on District 13, it has been nothing for Dylan, who has visited Dylan many times.

It's just that if he does this, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep this vest at all.

The Demon Dragon is not slow to collect demonic energy, and he is born with an affinity for all demonic energy.

As long as he approached the bearers of demonic energy, even if they were not fully activated, he would be able to find them like a shark smelling blood.

But despite this, it will take a while for the demon dragon.

And this kind of demonic affinity is not obtained for no reason, thanks to the Holy Lord's undeserved ambition.

Trying to get rid of the seal with a different body and then get more demonic energy, the evil dragon is always greedy.

It's just that the Holy Lord has the position of leaving the fire, and absorbing more demonic energy can speed up his recovery of strength.

And the demon dragon only got a little bit of fire, if he hastily absorbed the other demonic qi at this time, although his strength would increase by a lot in a short period of time.

However, if he is not pure enough, he will completely lose the inheritance of the position of true gossip.

Demonic energy has a great attraction to him.

But at the moment, he is not a short-sighted guy, or is the position of the Holy Lord more attractive to him......

……

A few quiet days passed, and Dylan didn't have much to do, but the demon dragon's actions gradually paid off.

"It's back......"

Inside the room, Dylan stared at the shadow on the side.

As the shadows creeped in, four ninjas emerged, each kneeling in front of Dylan with an object in their hands.

A pair of chopsticks, a fan, and a flower.

Reach for flowers.

Dylan discovered that the flower had not been picked for a long time, and that a freshness trick had been applied to it.

chuckle.

"It's only a large area, and it's a shame that he can find it so quickly."

The location of the demonic qi is not fixed, those dead things are just that, after all, they can be stored for a long time.

But for things like flowers, once the flowers wither or are damaged, the demonic energy that does not match the lodge will immediately leave and look for a new lodge nearby.

I thought this was the most difficult to find, but I didn't expect to find it in a few days.

This action and execution are not stronger than his father, who has not been able to find the charm for tens or hundreds of years.

Of course, if these three might still be what he expected, then this fourth token is not what Dylan expected.

A sword.

He didn't provide information about the location of this god token, which the demon dragon took the initiative to bring back to these ninjas.

I thought that this had been taken away by the Holy Lord, but I didn't expect it to be still there, and the demon dragon didn't stay to absorb it.

Put away the other three demonic energy items and pick up the sword.

The hilt carved with dragon patterns has a sense of majesty, and the blade is slightly tilted to the side of the window, and the sharp blade reflects a dazzling light.

"Holy Lord, you really have a good son!"

Holding the sword in his hand, Dylan sighed sincerely.

……

……

After a few days of renovation, the 13th arrondissement is back to normalcy again.

But Daddy didn't completely relax.

A mage's dreams are often an omen, especially when all sorts of strange things happen, usually indicating something larger about to happen.

In the hospital, he dreamed of the appearance of black gas.

But after solving the mask of the dark ninja, not only did this feeling not disappear, but it became stronger.

He thought of a possibility, but after thinking about it, he overturned it.

But if it weren't for this, would there be any more powerful black gas?

He began to try to track down all kinds of powerful black qi, but unfortunately there are countless evils born throughout the ages, and finding them in the form of this wide network is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Knock knock, he still put down the magic tracker in his hand.

Straighten the table lamp next to him, and his eyes under reading glasses silently look at the various parts on the table and disassemble them.

The compass evolved from Sinan can sense the fluctuations of black gas under the effect of magic, but if he doesn't even know what the specific black gas is, how can he find it.

There are countless types of black qi alone, not to mention the power of demonic energy and mana derived from it.

Turn off the lamp, Daddy needs to slow down his thoughts.

Leaving the studio, he walked to the front desk.

As we passed through the kitchen, there was a gurgling sound from inside, followed by a burnt smell.

"Tru! Tru! ”

Speaking of spirits, Daddy shouted into the room where Tru lived.

It's a pity that the weak voice lost its usual penetrating power, and Tru did not respond.

Holding his forehead and glancing at the kitchen, the father, who couldn't cook, still walked to Tru's room.

Pushing open the door, the big man Tru was lying on the table and sleeping.

Daddy stepped forward and slapped him awake.

"Don't sleep anymore, what's going on in the kitchen?"

"Hmmm......"

Rubbing his eyes, Tru found that it was his father who came and quickly stood up.

"I'm sorry Daddy, but yesterday I studied magic and didn't go to bed until late."

"Sleeping doesn't matter, what's going on in the kitchen?"

"Kitchen?"

The confused Tru hadn't reacted until he was surprised for a moment.

He had always had few facial expressions, and there was a rare look of horror on his face.

"Kitchen! Not good! ”

Bell bell bell !!

The fire alarm sounded suddenly.

Immediately after that, the sound of water spraying and squirting water appeared together with the alarm bell, bringing hustle and bustle to the quiet daddy antique shop.

"Sorry sir! I'm going to clean up the mess. ”

Tru kept apologizing to his dad and quickened his pace and ran towards the kitchen.

The ground shook and Daddy lifted his glasses.

Shaking his head, he was in no mood to nag about these things today.

Getting up and going out, he walked past the busy kitchen to the shop outside, carefully taking down an ancient porcelain.

He took out the tools for the maintenance of these antiques from under the cabinet, and gently dusted these old fellows like him.

Whenever he is confused, these antiques are his best spices, and he is equally willing to find a good owner for them.

Jingle bells!

The doorbell rings.

When I looked at it, it turned out to be Xiaoyu back.

"Xiaoyu, didn't you go to school today? Why did you come back so early. ”

Daddy was surprised.

"Hee-hee, something big happened today, a rare fire in the school."

"Although we didn't hurt anyone, the teacher still gave us a day off."

Xiao Yu carried her schoolbag and ran to the room in a hurry.

A few days ago, Dylan bought her a lot of game consoles, but unfortunately these two days are not weekends, and she hasn't played them yet.

She's going to have enough fun today!

The frizzy little jade daddy didn't care, since he didn't hurt anyone, then this is not a big deal.

People who are separated by two generations, although their fathers care about Xiaoyu, their worldviews are too different, and the experienced old people are not willing to impose their will on their children.

It's just that the school fire is strange.

They dare to let Xiaoyu go to this school with confidence, just because the teachers there are responsible and strictly managed, but how could there suddenly be a fire......

Jingle bells!

The doorbell rang again.

But still not a guest to buy antiques.

It was Chen Long who came back from a busy day.

He greeted his dad and yawned as he prepared to go upstairs to bed.

Covering his mouth, he still complained quietly.

"Those scientists are really, what kind of experiments can cause a fire? It's so bad that I haven't slept for two nights...... Ahh ”

Chen Long left his father's side.

didn't care about Chen Long, Dad seemed to have found inspiration, and the original emotional downturn was swept away.

"Kitchen ......"

"School ......"

"Thirteen Districts ......"

"It's fire!"