The owner of the manor, Rashid, chattered for at least half an hour, all of which was his curiosity about witchcraft and admiration for wizards.

Otherwise, if the other party is tired, he will be tired of listening.

Not only Li Bai, but others were also drowsy.

Licking a dog is not a good death, let alone a licking wizard.

As one of the big names of the tribes, the wizards here would never care about this kind of entertainment.

This fat black man's head is simply Watt, do you really think that if you deliberately please like this, you will be qualified to become a member of the wizarding circle?

The owner of the manor, Rashid, tried to become an apprentice to a certain wizard, but where was it so easy.

If you don't have this talent, you won't smash your own signboard, many wizards just glance, they can see that this local tyrant is not that material at all, and in recent years, he has been deceived dozens of times by swaggering and deceived people, and the reputation of the wronged boss has already spread far and wide.

If you really accept this second fool, I'm afraid that you will also have to affect yourself.

As a result, no one is willing to deal with this black fat man who wants to get into trouble.

Rao is Rashid tried his best, but he still didn't get the favor of any wizard, even if it was a notorious dark wizard, he also lacked interest, and he was such a dead fat man, and he didn't even have the qualifications to refine witch puppets.

There was silence in the venue, and a disheartened Rashid had no choice but to put an end to this lengthy nonsense opening speech.

“...... Thank you very much for visiting my manor, and I would like to invite Archwizard Zorg to introduce the main content of the meeting. ”

Speaking of which, we are about to get into the topic.

Bang Bang Bang ...... The sparse applause finally rang out.

To be able to let Rashid talk nonsense for a long time, the wizards here are already quite face-saving.

"Done?"

Li Bai raised his eyelids and stretched.

"Ahem! yes, hey!"

Translator Kobayashi breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the water in the marching kettle in front of him and moistened his throat.

In the kettle, he also put fat sea and orange red, but the speeches he heard were all messy, and he wasted a lot of saliva.

Rashid was replaced by an old native wizard with a white beard, wrinkled and almost capable of killing flies, and after taking the microphone, he began to mumble in such an obscure voice that even Seri, the young wizard who translated Kobayashi and Papagana, could not understand what he was saying.

The black man's beard is naturally curly, and it is very curly, so the dark skin, pure white hair, looks like a contrasting black and white match, and the wooden staff on the hand hangs a lot of crystal clear gems and gold ornaments, which are obviously worth a lot.

The texture of the wooden staff is dark red, warm as jade, and the thick pulp means that it will take a lot of time.

"That cane ......"

Li Bai touched his chin.

Just now, Liulixin put it away, and everything in the entire hall was hidden in the bottom of his heart.

Seri, the young wizard of the Papagana tribe, stared directly at the wooden staff in the hand of the old indigenous wizard, and almost drooled, and said enviously: "That staff is at least two hundred years old. ”

"Antiques?"

Li Bai's glass heart sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power from the staff.

I don't know how many years I have relied on as a mental spirit, but there is a hint of approaching the door of the magic weapon.

Seri hurriedly explained to Li Bai: "Oh, you don't know, this is a real magic staff, the name is 'Wisdom of the Urals', and it is a magic weapon used by the Witch King Ural. ”

It is no wonder that he was able to inherit the position of the sorcerer of the Papagana tribe, even if he received a modern education, he did not let go of the set of things about the sorcerer, no matter what he saw, he could treasure it.

"Magic weapon, hehe!" Li Bai shook his head with a smile, and then said: "Although there is already a little appearance, but if you want to reach the level of a real magic weapon, it will take at least another three hundred years. ”

Nurturing with the mind is the most superficial method.

There are people in China who raise jade, and jade raises people.

It's easy to raise jade, just plate it.

If you let the jade feed people, it will take a lot of effort.

Think about the Tongling Baoyu in "Dream of Red Mansions", how long has Nuwa been on the plate?

Can the lifespan of a mortal be compared to that of Nuwa?

Passed down from generation to generation, a moment of warmth and nourishment, I am afraid that it will take a thousand years to get a spiritual treasure jade.

The human soul weighs only 21 grams, and it is attached to the mind like a cocoon, which is only insignificant.

There may be evil arts that sacrifice people, and it is possible to get some supernatural powers, but the consequences are endless, because often it is not the spirit, most of them are evil.

Since ancient times, there has only been one pair of Mo Xie cadres after all, and there is no one left.

There is a way, the initiator, there is no aftermath.

The First Emperor of Qin, who killed countless craftsmen in the mausoleum pit of the First Emperor, responded to this statement.

"Three hundred years?"

Seri gasped.

What Li Bai said was too mysterious, which made him suspicious.

"Dr. Lee, are you kidding?"

Translator Kobayashi is a staunch materialist, and listening to Li Bai's words is like listening to a book from heaven.

Returner?

Aren't firearms fragrant?

Fragrant, so fragrant!

Kernel eggs are more fragrant!

"Would you like a better staff than this?"

Li Bai said casually, he didn't look down on the "wisdom of the Urals" at all, this kind of thing with no technical content was better than it when he broke a chopstick.

"Do you have it? is it the staff of the East? from which dynasty?"

Seri was excited, he had seen the world, China has a long history, if you really want to talk about any good things, there are definitely them.

Li Bai said angrily: "There is no dynasty, do you want to make it now?"

Giving away antiques that have been inherited in an orderly manner is not a lawsuit.

"Ready-made ......"

Seri's expression immediately turned dejected.

The special Chinese people are purely amusing themselves, and they are happy in vain.

"If you want to, give me a word, and if you don't want me, I'll give it to someone else. ”

Li Bai also occasionally found out in his conscience, and he was ready to make a fortune in Fortune City, but this young wizard didn't help him answer his questions, otherwise just by translating Xiaolin, I am afraid that he would not be able to get so much valuable information at all, and he didn't even know what was going on with the dark wizard.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Seri nodded violently, don't be in vain.

He is not a fool, how could he agree to such a thing as cheapening others for nothing.

"Wait, just a moment. ”

With a wave of Li Bai's hand, a leather log the thickness of an adult's wrist appeared on his knee where he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, a full two meters in size.

It seems to have been taken from a tree branch, with a fork at one end, and looks like the young antlers of a fawn.

I'll go!

Where was this thing hidden?

Is it magic or witchcraft?

The logs that appeared in the sky startled Seri, and he wondered if he should also learn a few magic tricks to fool people.

As for witchcraft, he had always been only half-convinced.

When Li Bai took out a knife and began to cut wood, the Great Wizard of Zog, who held the staff of "Wisdom of the Urals", finally finished reciting his incantation, well, finally began to speak human words.

He probably didn't even know what that spell meant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since last year, the eastern part of Africa has been suffering from a series of disasters such as drought, insect plague, plague and war, and this year it is even more difficult to control. ”

Translator Xiaolin and Li Bai looked at each other, they were both insiders, so they naturally knew very well who the real source of this Sleeping Demon King theory came from, but wasn't it Dr. Li Bai's nonsense?

Damn good!

I didn't expect it to become the result of this old wizard and several other anonymous wizards!

Whether it was plagiarism or accidental crash, I'm afraid only they know.

Is that all there is to the imagination of these Africans?

For thousands of years, life has remained completely unchanged, looking for something to eat, hanging in the sun, and messing around*8 blindly.

So much so that none of the four ancient civilizations belong to the blacks, and the role played by the blacks in them is that in addition to slaves, they are still slaves.

There was an uproar in the hall, and there was a loud buzz from ear to ear.

Originally, there was speculation, but this time, the respected Zog wizard personally confirmed it on the spot, and even the name of the demon king was there, which means that the evidence is conclusive, and many wizards naturally become convinced from half-believers.

"In order to prevent an even greater catastrophe from breaking out on the African continent, I hope that all of you will work together to suppress the Demon King Card once again. ”

Grand Wizard Zorg's words won the unanimous cheers of all the wizards.

His gaze patrolled the venue, and fell on Li Bai, who was sharpening the wooden staff with a knife, and said, "I also hope that the great wizard from Huaxia can help us." ”

Countless eyes focused on Li Bai and the translator Xiaolin.

Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

He hurriedly translated this sentence to Li Bai.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Li Bai stopped what he was doing, smiled and nodded.

His voice was obviously not loud, but it seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

Even in Chinese, everyone present could clearly understand the meaning of this sentence.

Since the Tower of Babel, people's languages have begun to divide and it is difficult to communicate with each other, and there is some truth to this legend.

This is just an advanced application of psychology, there are many styles of information transmission, expressions, tone, actions, environment, text, and language is only one of them, and it is not the most efficient in carrying capacity and transmission.

"Dr. Lee, did you just speak Somali? I seem to be able to understand your one, that, uh, I can't explain it at all!"

Seri was astonished, almost mad, unable to describe his experience in words.

Li Bai glanced at him.

Serry's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had heard a word.

"Like that?"

Wait!How the hell do you know??

It's just a look!

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