What is it like to be a wizard in modern times?

Shenshi in mid-September is still grasping the tail of summer, the sky is clear and the sun is dazzlingly bright.

The plane from a distant foreign country landed steadily on the runway of Shenshi International Airport after more than ten hours of flight.

The first second he got off the plane, Bansi felt the power of this exotic land.

His power was stagnant and hard to flow, his inner perception was sealed off, and the guardian spirit who was chattering in his ears along the way suddenly fell silent.

As if being sunk into the deep ocean, all he can detect is the boundless torrent of power.

O the ancient and thriving mysteries of this land.

Banshee breathed in slowly, letting the exotic air flow into his body, the damp heat briefly igniting a flame in his body, balancing the balance swinging under the impact of energy.

He took a taxi at the gate of the airport, and the driver was still digging out his English reserves to his obviously foreign face, and he had already spoken out his destination fluently.

"Please go to Huaiqing Police Station, No. 874 Huaiqing Road, Xupu District."

……

Xupu District is the old city of Shen City. The emerging business district with high-rise buildings coexists with the residential area of ​​bungalows and alleys in the last century.

The sycamore trees beside the road cast a thick shade, and looking out from the second floor of the Huaiqing Police Station, you can just see a piece of refreshing green.

But this can't save Hu Xiaoba, who is dying at the desk and is about to meet her ancestors. She hugs her big round and bald tail, looking through today's appointment records with little interest.

This is the service hall of the East China Special Affairs Management Center. It is responsible for all basic business related to supernatural and non-daily demons and ghosts, including registration application review, etc., and adopts an appointment work system.

In order to avoid the phenomenon of identity replacement such as taking away the upper body, you must submit your original photo to prove your real body when you make an appointment.

Hu Xiaoba deeply felt that his hair loss became more and more serious because his eyes were poisoned like this every day.

She is a fox clan, fox clan, can't she respect the dignity of their entire clan's face control!

After taking a sip of the sesame paste and letting out a long sigh, Hu Xiaoba continued to click the mouse weakly.

This blue-faced fang...

That Mama Lailai...

Hey, this——

Hu Xiaoba cheered up, and shouted "Fuck!" Miao 23, who was sitting next to her, shook her hands and almost poured a glass of water on her newly bought skirt.

"Why are you so crazy!" Miao 23 glared at Hu Xiaoba with squinted eyes, and it became clear with a pair of cat eyes on Hu Xiaoba's computer screen, "Isn't it just a foreign wizard, look at you, you are worthless like."

"But he looks good!" Hu Xiaoba held his face and repeatedly looked at the two-inch bareheaded ID photo on the appointment materials, looking fascinated.

After being forced to review the hairy, hairless, slippery, sticky, and weird shapes all morning, it was so pleasing to see such a photo with deep eyebrows, white eyes, and beautiful skin. Hu Xiaoba immediately found it. Lost his dignity as a fox clan.

Especially those blue eyes that are as clear as sea ice, even though the photo looks cold and emotionless, she still has the urge to break the law and commit crimes by picking them out and soaking them in formalin...

cough cough.

Hu Xiaoba hurriedly licked his lips and put away his accidentally exposed fangs, then asked Miao 23 curiously: "What is a wizard? The one with a stick in the movie before?"

Miao 23 gave her a blank look: "I told you to read more books." When she said this, she also knew what kind of piss the fox tribe is, so she explained a few more sentences: "Weiwei wizards are like our monks, who can use Spells, as well as medical skills, are quite miraculous."

"However, serious wizards are generally very disciplined, and the materials and monitoring levels required for entry are not high, but like this..." Miao 23 glanced at the personal information on the screen again, and continued, "Like this Rothbart In this way, sir, the official wizards sent by the Wizarding Council are the people in charge of controlling the alien spirits in a certain area, and they work for the public just like us."

"Doctors, mediators, judges, executioners..." Miao 23 recalled the items about the duties of official wizards during the examination with his fingers, and finally concluded loudly, "In short, the group from abroad has finally been taken care of!"

Thinking of the large number of foreign demon mouths pouring in after the release of Huaguo's Great Barrier and the various problems caused by the different systems, Miao 23, who does not control his face, feels particularly pleasing to the eye when he looks at the face in the photo.

……

But when I stood in front of her, Miao 23 didn't think so.

Bancy was not surprised to see the face of this lady with beautiful cat eyes changing several times towards him. When she stood up and rushed out the door, her sharp claws almost scratched the door.

"Cats don't even like me very much." He explained to Hu Xiaoba who was full of confusion, and handed over the information in his hand, "Bancy Rothbart, the wizard dispatched by the Wizard Council, I'm here to go through the entry registration procedures. "

"Ah...? Oh oh." Hu Xiaoba took the file and entered the information on the computer, but he was still a little confused.

It’s true that some people don’t attract cats very much, that’s right, but Miao 23 is not an ordinary cat. It can make a cat demon who has practiced for 300 years uncontrollably change his face. It seems a bit...

Can't explain?

After registering Banxi's basic information with his head full of question marks, Hu Xiaoba took out another stack of documents for Banxi to sign.

Bansy flipped through it briefly, and the main thing was to promise to abide by the law and not cause trouble, and to copy a statement by hand to ensure that he was himself/ghost/demon.

Unlike human beings who say thousands of times and will not come true, the oaths they make have corresponding power, and if they violate the oath, they will be backlashed by power.

Banxi copied the statement in English and Chinese respectively, signed his name and handed it to Hu Xiaoba to seal and keep the file.

With the big red seal of "Huaguo Special Affairs Management Center", he is officially certified as a wizard who can legally reside in the country for a long time.

But this is only the first step. As the first wizard dispatched by the Wizard Council to stay in China, he will have to go through a lot of procedures and attend at least three interviews before he can get the official permission to do wizard work here.

"Your handwriting is really good." Accustomed to seeing the handwriting of elementary school students whose own monsters are crooked, Hu Xiaoba praised it sincerely.

"My father is from Huaguo." Banxi said, put away the copy of the document that Hu Xiaoba had stamped, and before getting up to leave, he looked at Miao 23's desk again.

There is a pot of cat grass on the top that has just sprouted buds, and the pebbles decorated in the flower pot are smooth and white, which makes the buds green and green.

"Can I have a rock?" Bancy asked.

"This..." Hu Xiaoba hesitated for a second, then quickly fell into those blue eyes that shone with light, "Yes!"

Cat grass is the lifeblood of Miao 23, but Hu Xiaoba bought the flower pots and pebbles online for [-] yuan and [-] free shipping.

Hearing that the corners of Banxi's lips were raised, the alienation and indifference on his face instantly turned into a spring breeze blowing on his face, blowing Hu Xiaoba drunk.

Not to mention sending a stone, she is willing to contract a mine for this Mr. Rothbart!

……

After completing the immigration procedures, Bansi returned to his temporary residence.

He is currently living in a hotel. Although the Wizarding Council has arranged a place for him, considering the reason why he was transferred to open up wasteland in China, he doesn't think it is a wise decision to live in directly.

After all, it was the younger sister of his former boss who was in charge of arranging his transfer-related matters, and the reason for his former boss's regretful retirement was unfortunately a magical accident caused by his "carelessness".

I believe that with the vengeance of that family, the residence arranged for him must be extremely wonderful.

On the contrary, his family remained surprisingly silent in this farce, probably because the group of elders had finally had enough of his celibacy and deviant, and wanted him to learn how to write honestly and obediently in a foreign country.

——As a country that is inherently mysterious and powerful, it is completely different from the wizard system and has its own great enchantment, being sent here is no different from exile.

Well, Bansy is happy with the arrangement.

Bancy packed some necessary things into a small suitcase, and went to the place of residence he had arranged according to the address.

There is a citizen park next to the community, with flowers, grass and an artificial lake. The environment is beautiful, open and natural, and it is very suitable for ceremonies to communicate with the land.

After obtaining a legal residence permit in the official process, Bansi still needs to obtain the permission of this land before he can use his power as a wizard on this land.

There were not many people in the park, and Bansi cleared a piece of land for the ceremony in a secluded place where no one was there.

He took out the cobblestone he got from Hu Xiaoba, parted from his inner perception, and gently knocked on the closed door of this stone.

This stone will be an intermediary and container to communicate with the land, provided of course that it does not refuse to be used by him as an intermediary and container.

The gift from the native goblin offered him little resistance, and Pebble acquiesced to be part of the ritual.

Now Bancy can use the stone to temporarily escape the oppression of the land. He closes his eyes and carefully perceives the energy distribution around him, drawing a map in his mind.

Add the planets revolving around itself, add different colors of element attributes, add energy peaks and troughs, invisible lines and colors are woven into complex and magnificent patterns, like some kind of wild beasts, Surging vigorous and powerful vitality.

This is the land where he communicates and prays for acceptance.

Bancy arranged the simple altars he brought, four altars in the southeast, northwest, and the fifth in the center, and then placed the candles needed for the ceremony, a bowl full of water and another stone on the altar—— This symbolizes the three major elements of fire, water and earth, and the wind blowing in the open space is the fourth element that does not require deliberate preparation.

In the concept of magic, the east is wind, the south is fire, the north is earth, and the west is water.

Then the elements on this land were placed on the four altars according to their distribution.

The pebbles placed on the central altar were surrounded by triangles made of branches, and Banci scratched his fingertips and painted it with blood.

This is a formal sacrifice, which means that he temporarily entrusts himself to this stone.

Then, the "door" opened.

On the other side of the "door" is a world that cannot be touched by humans. Banxi took a deep breath and sank into a dark and brilliant sea of ​​stars.He could feel that there was some huge and mysterious existence looking at him from above through the passage opened by the "door".

Like a beast in the forest, with sharp claws and plump fur, it looks at the rabbit that broke into its territory among the grass and trees.

This is the soul of the land under his feet, the collection of all free wills in this land.

If it is explained in a more popular and easier-to-understand language, this is the "god" of this land.

Bansy leaned over and recited the words softly.

"Father above, mother below, all living beings on this land, and the fire of life within me."

"Please guide my hands, my mind, my soul, please guide me to be a family member of this land."

He draws a pentagram on his chest to stabilize his wobbly soul.

"I request."

"I give."

"I accept."

Chant once in his mother tongue, and again in the language of the land, to make sure he and the gods of the land know what they are doing.

The sound of chanting broke away from his soul and stretched towards the god.

Like a vine chasing the sun in the dark, I have experienced long and tortured waiting and silence.

Suddenly, the world is bright.

The wind poured in from all directions, and the flame ignited light in his chest. From the stars above his head to the ground under his feet, he was thrown high up to the clouds, and then fell heavily until his feet stepped on the ground.

Bancy could still feel himself being watched, and his eyes ached like they were burning in their sockets, and his vision gradually blurred until it was completely gray and black.

He picked up the pebbles from the altar and groped to hide it under a dead tree a few paces away—he knew it was the right spot.

"puff."

The candle was extinguished suddenly, and the "door" that was wide open was slowly closed.

I give permission.

A voice in the dark said so.

Bancy heard the birdsong, and his guardian spirit flew back over his shoulder.

He was accepted.