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

The Halloween party of the management center was arranged in a leisure villa on the outskirts of the city. The property of the management center was basically free. Zhong Shuangming had invited a supplier to arrange it in advance. After nightfall, the pumpkin lanterns were faint and very atmospheric.

Makeup artist Zhong Shuangming also invited, it is a business started by a few young monsters who are good at changing, and they are professional in the entertainment industry on weekdays. There is no problem, and they can meet the requirements of those old cucumbers who want to paint themselves green. .

Even if a drunk lotus root essence wants to be Nezha, he can immediately take out a hula hoop and red scarf to dress him up.

After that, there are a few big bosses patrolling the town. I don't know how Zhong Shuangming invited people to work, but as long as these few show their faces, everyone will be honest in an instant.

Shi Lv ate the cake in a dull mood, his face was so dark that he was evil.

Zhong Shuangming forcibly dragged him here under the pretense of introducing some old friends to Shi Lu. In fact, Shi Lu was really not interested in it—it had been three years since he woke up, and the friends he wanted to find had already come. I just found it by myself, and if I haven't seen it, it means that the relationship is not that deep, so why force something to continue the relationship.

Facts have proved that there are not many of his old friends at the scene. Instead, the scene fell into a momentary silence as soon as he appeared. What did Shi Lv bring here?

Zhong Shuangming pretended not to see it, and beckoned a little girl to accompany Shi Lu, and let him eat and play whatever he wanted, and do whatever he wanted.

Shi Li blinked, but he couldn't ignore the weird and subtle atmosphere around him—those gazes wandering over him intentionally or unintentionally made him look like some kind of monster, but when he looked over, he showed a stiff look at him. Smile.

They seemed to know something that he didn't know, which made Shi Li feel uncomfortable, and there was an expression on his face that made the little girl beside him tremble in fright, Shi Li viciously bit the cake on the buffet table, wondering what it was Why did he give up the night watch with Banxi and come here to find himself uncomfortable.

Zhong Shuangming walked around the venue and was satisfied to see that the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, no matter whether they had hatred or grudges, they were all hooking shoulders tonight, grinning at him with gritted teeth.

"Why did you bring him? Let's not talk—"

Someone pulled him to ask, his voice was so low that he didn't dare to be heard by others, and he glanced left and right for fear that someone would see him.

"See what you said." Zhong Shuangming rolled up his sleeves with a smile, "I'm bringing a friend to see the world. If he doesn't steal, rob, or make trouble, will he be in your way?"

"You! It's obvious that you want to...!" The man stared at him anxiously, but couldn't say anything else.On the contrary, Zhong Shuangming slapped his head as if remembering something, and said with a smile, "Second Master is always generous, why didn't he show the slightest sign when he met the junior this time?"

I can go to your junior.

The man met Zhong Shuangming's eyes, and the cold pupils that suddenly appeared in his smiling eyes made him shiver, and a few emeralds fell out of his pocket.

"Look at you, it's a waste of money." Zhong Shuangming picked up the jade and wiped it, then put it in his pocket with a smile, "I thank you for Shilu."

Thanks hell!

The man scolded in his heart, and didn't know what to say about his dilemma, so he hurriedly left with a couple of yells, and took a few drinks to the side to calm down.

Damn grass!Damn grass!

Shi Lu swallowed a mouthful of the cake and glanced over there.

The surrounding voices drilled into his ears uncontrollably—it felt strange, and he didn't listen deliberately, but he just knew that what they were muttering or the eyebrow-eye lawsuit was related to him.

Zhong Shuangming walked around the venue and came over with a glass of wine. Sitting next to Shi Lu, he took out a handful of large and small emeralds and jade for him, "Take it, this is a gift from seniors."

Shi Lu didn't answer, "You are not afraid of them."

It can even be said that there is no respect.

Even though Zhong Shuangming said that these were his immediate superiors, it seemed that he was torn apart by all their unreasonable troubles and there was nothing he could do.

"Of course I'm afraid." Zhong Shuangming took a sip of his wine, "All the people present are uncles, so I'm not afraid."

Shi Lv still looked at him, not intending to answer.

"Okay." Zhong Shuangming shrugged, grabbed Shilul and stuffed what was in his pocket, "I'm not lying, but you have to think about it yourself." He nodded Shilul's head and muttered in a low voice, " When you think about it, you will understand.”

Shi Li bit the cake fork as if he was thinking seriously, nodded after a while, and then lowered his head to eat the cake.

This made Zhong Shuangming, who was still waiting for his follow-up questions, a little bit overwhelmed.

Shi Lu felt that there was nothing to ask. Everyone present felt embarrassed with him but didn't feel any malice. If he wanted to kill him, there were countless opportunities in the past three years. He said that he couldn't remember the things he wanted to remember. The way to force it is not.

But looking at Zhong Shuangming's aggrieved expression of being stuck in his mouth, Shi Lu still swallowed the cake and gave the other party a chance to speak.

"so?"

Zhong Shuangming: ...

He didn't know how to answer this sentence anymore, so he rubbed his face: "You are not afraid that I will harm you."

Shi Li finished the last bite of cake on the plate, put down the plate and wiped his mouth, "Okay, you want to hurt me, so can I go first?"

Going back now, I might be able to catch up with the second half of Banxi’s night tour. To be honest, the cakes here are not as delicious as the snacks provided by Banxi.

"No." Zhong Shuangming took another plate of cake for Shi Lu, "Banxi lent you to me, you have to stay here until the end."

"...Oh." Shi Lu held up the cake sadly, his face was so gloomy that the child could not cry at night.

……

Bancy, who was working overtime at home to organize the report, looked at the sky outside the window, stood up and closed the window.

The weather is bad, it might rain later.

He made an appointment with the members of the patrol brigade to pay the wages for this period tomorrow, so tonight he has to calculate how much each of their squads will take according to the records-how they allocate internally is not within his concern, they each have their own divisions.

Bancy is very used to working overtime, holding a cup of coffee with refreshing potions, his work efficiency at night is a little higher than during the day.

Odile hopped on his lap and pecked at the feathers, rattling and bantering.

Every time Bansy worked overtime for a long time, she would start nagging, using her thoughts of a medieval witch to torment Bansy, a wizard in the new century.

There were fewer wizards in their era than now, and the power of wizards was basically inherited by women, forming a female inheritance system that was completely different from the background at that time. The power of wizards that occasionally appeared was mostly very weak, and they were basically regarded as families that continued their blood property exists.

—— Combined with a wizard, there is a higher probability of giving birth to a child with stronger talents.

Therefore, wizards are not expected to work hard, and there is no need to work hard. As long as you are a stud honestly and don't worry about your children, you can be pampered and happy until death.

Until now, this kind of prejudice against wizards still exists. Otherwise, why Bansy’s mother has been dead for ten years, and Bansy is no longer an underage kid. The [quasi] patriarch of the family.

First, he has to have a child.

The wizard's power can only be passed on through his mother. He must have a child with a collateral witch to continue the bloodline of Rothbart's direct line, instead of insisting on celibacy that may sever the family.

Bancy pinched Odile's mouth when she read daily, and Bancy put down his pen and rubbed the space between his brows, "I don't mind if they find someone to replace me."

His voice was calm, and he was too lazy to get angry. "There are many collateral lines within three generations of my blood. I thought my attitude was very clear when I came here."

He didn't want to obey the family's arrangement, so he also accepted all the consequences of his rebellion.

That being said, the family must be able to replace him.

Bancy's birth seemed to have robbed all the talent of this generation of the family. Rothbart's generation had no successful witches at all, so the family did not dare to abandon him, and was also afraid that he would really leave the family.

And the family couldn't find any way to restrict Banci. Banxi became independent after he became an adult, and his father bought him enough property for his only son to spend freely until his death. On the contrary, they still had to rely on Banxi's strength to maintain Rothbart. decent.

Odile knew this. She was the guardian spirit that Bansy inherited from his mother. In other words, Bansy did not summon his own guardian spirit. He was ready to be abandoned by the family at any time ten years ago.

Although he did respect the family tradition, proud of the ancient blood and family name he inherited, he was a good and loyal Rothbart.

The contradiction was so difficult for her to understand.

"Maybe it's because of my father?" Bancy picked up his pen again and smiled gently, "Rebellion is also a family tradition in his family."

Speaking of which, when he came to China, his father asked him to bring some things, saying that he would hand them over to his family in China if he had the opportunity—the family he hadn’t contacted for more than 30 years.

The clues he could provide to Bansi were the names of his younger siblings, Bansi's uncle and aunt, and a less clear home address.

"At that time, I was thinking too much about escaping from those things, but I forgot everything I could." Bansy's father was painting an oil painting at the time, and Bansy recalled that he could only think of the bright colors on the canvas, which was blurred for a moment. He said this The look on his face when he speaks.

He didn't communicate much with his father, and even less after his mother passed away. Only when he transferred money from the bank and signed property transfers did Bancy remember that he still had a father. The meeting before his departure was the first meeting in five years.

Now that he remembered this, Bansy found the big package from the checked luggage, and tapped the ghost team on WeChat.

These ghosts who penetrated the wall and entered the room were very well informed, and there were countless events in the past 300 years, and some of them even experienced it personally.

——I still have a business here, do you want to do it?

In less than two seconds, [-]'s familiar grimace approached him, throwing him a screen of bloody ideas in a bloody mess.

"What do you order!"

Ban Xi wiped the screen and said, "Help me find two people named Tan Yuping and Tan Xueshu. They should be in their 50s. There is an older brother named Tan Yuzhou who has run away from home for more than [-] years."

He wrote down a few names on the paper, and Eight Zero Three paused looking at the names of Tan Yuping and Tan Xueshu on the paper, "This..."

These two people don't need to look for them at all, that is, foreigners like Banxi don't know that they think they are looking for a needle in a haystack. In fact, once they enter their names on the Internet, these two Baidu Encyclopedias have them all ready-made.

Ba[-]'s facial features became even more wrinkled, he struggled a bit between whether to make black-hearted money, and finally decided to tell the truth.

After all, they still want to do long-term business, and it is easier to impress employers with integrity.

"You don't need to look for them. I know these two. I still, I met Ms. Tan Xueshu before my death." He said.

He had never heard of Tan Yuzhou that Banxi was talking about, but Tan Yuping and Tan Xueshu brothers and sisters were very famous in Shen City.

The Tan family is a well-known wealthy family in the Shenhuai area. Tan Yuping is the current head of the Tan family. He brought the Tan family, which was in decline at that time, to a new height. and a philanthropist, but more famously for her marriage to her husband, who got so pissed off that the police came to his door.

When Ba Zerosan was alive, he was a little-known little singer. He once saw Tan Xueshu from a distance at a charity party seven or eight years ago.

He was brought in by the agent to make him familiar, and Tan Xueshu was the host.

Many celebrities and investors attended the party that day, and now you can find a lot of drafts on the Internet. Banxi saw Tan Xueshu standing in the C position in the refined group photo at a glance—she looks very similar to Banxi's father, with thin lips Peach blossom eyes, the blood relationship can be seen at a glance.

"This is me." Eight Zero Three pointed to the figure in the back row that was covered so that only his forehead could be seen, recalling the slight brilliance of his life, he couldn't help smiling.

Standing in the middle row, between [-] and Tan Xueshu in the C position, was Uther who just had afternoon tea with Banxi not long ago.

In the photo, Uther didn't even look at the camera. He turned his head to one side and didn't know where to think. Fortunately, people were crowded in the middle row, and someone in front was actively stealing the spotlight.