Two days later

Ring, ring, ring……

After a crisp bell rang, a familiar figure came into the Lao Die Hutong store. He was wearing a blue short-sleeved top and brown pants, with a unique hairstyle and a slightly large nose. It was Chen Long, a clerk at Lao Die Antique Store and a famous archaeologist.

At this moment, Chen Long looked tired, with large and small bags hanging around his waist, carrying things on his back, holding things in his hands, and also holding a golden shield.

"I'm back, Dad. Here's the shield and the tea you requested."

Chen Long, who was speaking in a heavy voice, put down his luggage and bags, and placed the shield on the counter with both hands.

The shield disappeared instantly as soon as it was placed on the front desk. Chen Long's eyes suddenly widened and he put one hand on the front desk. He clearly saw the shield there.

"Excuse me, sir, can I take a look at this shield filled with historical records?"

Chen Long suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice in his ears. He turned around and saw a sunny and handsome young man dressed in decent clothes, who looked noble and inexplicably otherworldly. He was holding a shield and smiling at him.

Somehow, Chen Long always felt that the words of this young man seemed to be an application, but contained a sense of undeniability, as if it would cause very bad consequences if rejected.

"Uh, of course you can, but this is a very precious ancient artifact, don't damage it."

Chen Long nodded and agreed, but still reminded Taylor not to damage the shield. Taylor smiled and agreed, then touched the talisman with a rooster pattern inlaid in the middle of the shield.

Buoyancy Incomplete third level and mostly sealed After infusing his own law magic into the chicken spell, Taylor quickly figured out some of the details of the spell. In addition to the apparent buoyancy, the chicken spell actually contained part of the innate power of the former third-level biological saint.

This also made Taylor understand why ordinary people could use demonic things that were comparable to gods, and the expressiveness of this thing was not too strong.

It turned out that it was in a sealed state and was already disabled.

The gap between the levels of life is as ruthless and absolute as the abyss. If ordinary people touch the things of gods, they will either be drained dry or killed by the aftermath. If the things of gods do not restrain their breath, ordinary people will not be able to withstand even a trace of breath and will explode and die.

After handling the shield in his hand, Taylor put it back on the front desk. He was not interested in the chicken talisman. Now he was talking about value, channels, or various collections. He could have as many things as this talisman wanted.

If Taylor wanted something better than this talisman, he could even go to the God Breeding Farm plane to pull out a group of ignorant alien races, have them worship a god, and give it the definition of buoyancy to cultivate them directly, and dig out the godhood, which would be better than this talisman.

What interested him was not the talisman, but the history book of time, the kingdom of shadows and the real bodies of the eight demons.

Now he has enough time to study these things bit by bit. He doesn't care about either the righteous energy or the dark energy, because his own strength is comparable to the current righteous energy and dark energy, and these two energies can do nothing to him.

Perhaps many years ago, the black energy and the righteous energy might have been terrifyingly strong, but that is definitely not the case now. In the Dharma Ending Age when the world is in a sense degraded, in this world where the supernatural is gradually fading away, the righteous energy and the black energy, as the main representatives of supernatural power, are only at the level of top third-level creatures.

Taylor's research over the years is not a pushover, and he also carries the Space Stone. Now he may have a big problem facing a top third-level wizard, but he will have no problem at all facing a top third-level being like Heiqi Zhengqi who has no system.

Not to mention that the positive energy and the evil energy can, in a sense, only attack from the side and cannot conflict with him head-on.

When Chen Long was leaning against the stairs and was about to close his eyes and take a short rest, his father happened to push open the door of the library and walked out.

This young man.

As soon as Dad opened the door, he saw Taylor smiling at him. Dad's eyes narrowed and he quickly turned his gaze to the shield on the table. When he saw that the red chicken talisman inlaid in the center of the shield was still there, Dad felt relieved a little.

Then the old man turned his head and noticed the drowsy and confused Chen Long, and he immediately became furious.

Pah! Ouch! Chen Long was instantly awakened by his father's finger. As soon as he woke up, he saw his father holding a can of tea and staggering towards the library. In his other hand was a golden shield.

He placed the tea leaves in a convenient place and boiled a pot of water in the kitchen. After copying the talisman on the shield, Dad took out the shield again.

While his father was placing the tea leaves to imprint the talisman, Taylor happened to see a little girl wearing an orange hooded jacket, blue pants, and red and white shoes, dragging her suitcase, and pushing open the door of the antique shop and walking in.

The person who came was Xiaoyu . Xiaoyu looked like an ordinary pretty girl, but in fact, with all her identities combined, she was not a simple existence, and could even be called the child of the world.

Surrounding Xiaoyu were invisible positive and dark energies, so large that Taylor felt that there was only a strand of them around his father, while there was a lump of them around Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu now looks very well-behaved. She quietly walked to Chen Long, put her luggage away, then put her hands behind her back and looked up at the somewhat confused Chen Long. When she noticed Taylor, she was stunned by his handsome appearance and smiled at him. Taylor also nodded gently in response.

Sometimes having outstanding looks has many advantages.

When the old man took out the shield again, he flicked his finger at Chen Long's forehead again.

Bang! Ouch! Chen Long, who had regained consciousness, looked at his father, his big eyes filled with helplessness and confusion.

"Hey, Chen Long, what are you doing now? Why don't you go make tea for daddy?"

Jackie Chan rubbed his forehead and subconsciously walked to the kitchen where water was boiled.

"Okay, dad."

As soon as Chen Long raised his leg, his father's voice rang out.

"One more thing, Chen Long, the shield is not important."

"Okay old... huh? Why? Dad, that shield is hundreds of years old. It's a precious artifact."

Bang! Ouch! "Do you want to piss off dad? Dad said the shield is not important!"

When discovering the talisman embedded in the middle of the shield, Dad subconsciously wanted to say that the talisman was important, but considering Taylor who was watching the fun on the side, he chose to hide this information.

"Okay, okay."

Chen Longxing waved his hands helplessly. He was used to it. Just as he was about to go to the kitchen to get water to make tea, his father's voice rang again.

"One more thing, Chen Long, after you make the tea, please make arrangements for your niece Xiaoyu."

"OK?"

Chen Long, as if he had heard some extraordinary news, turned around quickly and suddenly saw a little girl standing at his feet, smiling and greeting him.

"Hi! Uncle Long!"

Ah this…………Oh no…………

Thinking of the content of the phone call two days ago, Chen Long rubbed his forehead in distress. He felt that he was so busy. Why did he have to take care of his niece now? (End of this chapter)