Ancient battlefield refers to the battlefield "before" being the battlefield.

And 'now', it has become a place similar to a tourist and cultural base.

Jia Fang followed the bus and passed a village head that often appeared, with the big red letter "Pabadawara welcomes you in the ancient battlefield" and the iron railing welcomes the big arch.

There is an old Taoist in the door, wearing a Taoist robe, a Taoist hat, sunglasses, and holding a small red flag:

"Hey hey! I have a private car! Come here, this is the parking lot for the private car."

Jia Fang had no choice but to say goodbye to the bus that followed him along the way and came to the private car parking lot alone.

At this time, many cars had been parked in the parking lot. Jia Fang found a parking space and showed a few squeezing-line reversing cars into the garage. Until the old Taoist waved his hand and told him, "Okay, just park two places. There are not so many cars, hurry up." Jia Fang finally pulled the handbrake and got out of the car.

After a close observation, Jia Fang was able to find that there was a badge on the left chest of this old Taoist, which reads—

【Culu Yuqu】

【Parking Lot Department Manager】

Jia Fang squinted his eyes and then said politely: "Qi...Master, thank you."

He was so polite when facing an old man who charged a parking lot. On the one hand, he was used to being polite, and on the other hand, he was also because of a stereotype - those who swept the floor, those who looked at bicycles, those who kept hiding big gooses were probably experts.

"What are you grateful for?" Qi Yuqu took out a stack of 'bills' from his pocket, then 'puffed a pen, 'ha' took a few breaths to moisten the pen, and after writing a few words, he tore the bill to Jia Fang: "The parking fee is 22,000."

"So expensive..." Jia Fang asked this subconsciously. He had never parked a car before, and the price was obviously already prestigious. Although he was rich, he naturally subconsciously said this when facing such an "abnormal" price.

Then Jia Fang regretted it because he saw that the thick eyebrows that had grown too strongly upwards on the upper edge of the old Taoist sunglasses had already stood up.

"It's expensive? Don't stop! What's not expensive in the deep mountains and forests? I'm so stupid that I'm squatting here every day, do you think it's expensive?

Besides, this price is not my decision! I have to pay the salary to my leader, and I have to pay for it if the money is lost. You still tell me it is expensive? Who should I find it!"

Jia Fang wanted to say again, "There is no need to watch the car in the deep mountains and forests...", but in the end he held back and gave the old Taoist an extra twenty yuan to escape.

Judging from the old Taoist's intimacy with the tip of twenty yuan, the parking fee of two thousand is indeed not in his hands.

After receiving the tip, the old Taoist was in a good mood and pointed out the registration location for Jia Fang.

While walking towards the reporting hall, Jia Fang had time to look at the surrounding landforms.

He condensed into an eye in his hand, and used space spells to transmit the false eye to the air and overlooked the surface.

Otherwise, "Swords can start wars or defend peace." Just say that Jia Fang used his false eye to use his hand. If he puts an old and unscrupulous master with a heart-warming and weak will, he must be used to do bad things.

The ancient battlefield is round, with the outermost part of a mountain, the inner floor is a parking lot, and the inner floor is a building containing the "reporting hall". The largest open space in the middle is divided into more than a dozen areas, and the environments are different between different areas. It is estimated that it will be the first test arena in the next few days.

This ancient battlefield is not small. Although the entrance is narrow, the mouth is small and the cavity is large. It is surrounded by mountains and sunken inside, and the entire battlefield shows a smooth inclination.

After seeing the general direction clearly, Jia Fang put away his fake eyes and walked towards the registration area. He found something strange just after walking two steps.

"Hiss... it's really an ancient battlefield." Jia Fang looked at his feet. There was actually a barrier under the ground. The barrier was very strong. The barrier was wrapped in a large amount of undead aura. Although these undead were sleeping, the resentment they occasionally showed and murderous intent all expressed two words - "Death in the battle".

Even a magician who is not sensitive to the undead will feel chilled when he steps into the barrier.

Continue walking in and enters the reporting hall. After signing the name at the front desk, Jia Fang, who received the room card, walked deeper along the circular building. The initial test will last half a month or even longer. The contestants will basically live here during this period.

"Ho, hohoho..." Jia Fang found that the more he walked, the more intense the aura of the undead became, and the more irritable it became, as if these undead were about to break through the sleep and wake up in the world again.

When ordinary people come here, they are mostly thinking about coldness.

When the Taoist monk came here, he might be able to see that the place is extremely yin energy.

After a professional like Jia Fang arrived here, he thought, "The resources here are pretty good." He even planned to bring some home before leaving.

Someone may be asking at this time, isn’t Jia Fang afraid of ghosts? You shouldn’t be scared to pee when you come to a place with heavy yin energy.

No.

People usually mess up the order of heavy yin energy and seeing ghosts. It is not that heavy yin energy is easy to see ghosts, but where there are many ghosts, the yin energy is heavy.

The yin energy here is extremely heavy because of the gathering of these "watchable" ghosts. Since they can see and are all dormant, Jia Fang naturally is not afraid.

Even if all these ghosts awaken, Jia Fang would not be afraid at all.

He is afraid of ghosts and is afraid of "scary", not "combat power". Most of the piles of fighting spirits buried under the ground are very disdainful of "intimidation" and "scared" behaviors. They like to do it with real swords and guns.

...

Walking all the way to the middle of the building, Jia Fang walked to his room, a room with the words "Jia Fang" on the door.

The Chinese characters are posted on the door of the room. This is the only one for Scorpion to shit. Other people's rooms use numerical numbers, and only Jia Fang's rooms have names.

This is enough to show the organizer's attention to him!

"Tsk," Jia Fang looked at the name that was attached to the door panel of the room, just covering the door number, then looked right at the room '4443', and left at the room '4445'. After a while of silence, he pushed the door and entered the room.

The interior decoration of the house was good. Jia Fang was bored when he was idle, so he changed into his pajamas and began to deduce the magic running path that he had not finished last time.

‘Changing in pajamas can increase the efficiency of deduction’ is an amazing discovery that Jia Fang only made in the past two years.

In order to further increase the efficiency of deduction, when Jia Fang was choosing pajama patterns, he decided to choose an "elder". After all, the older he was, the more wise he would give people a feeling.

He decided to find a pajamas with the pattern of Grandpa Cherry Maruko, but he couldn't find it anyway. In desperation, he found a more compromised one - a painting of Grandpa Cherry Maruko when he was young.

After wearing it for several years, he realized that the man was Saitama.

At noon, no large-scale banquet was arranged, and people were only notified to eat at the banquet hall. Jia Fang was too lazy to eat with so many strangers. He took a few things that looked pretty good and returned to the room. After eating a few bites, he was finished.

The afternoon passed in a flash.

Six o'clock in the evening, the banquet hall.

The magicians all changed into costumes that suited the current atmosphere, mainly evening dresses, and even some participants who were not very particular on weekdays wore neat shirts.

Jia Fang was still thinking in the afternoon, "Hiss... this time the entire venue is from the Magicians Association. The 'formal clothing' mentioned in the invitation letter should refer to the robe, right?"

Fortunately, before leaving the door, he squatted at the door, looked out carefully, and found that none of the people passing by were wearing robes.

Jia Fang quickly changed back to his regular formal outfit and followed the crowd to the banquet hall.

After arriving at the place, the first thing he did was to find acquaintances. The first choice was definitely the left hand.

Looking around for a week, the left hand didn't come. This was also within Jia Fang's expectations. The left hand time was spent in the game, and in reality, there was definitely no time to learn magic. Even if he had time to learn, no one would teach him.

Since he couldn't find his left hand, Jia Jian planned to find a place to get along.

Just sit down when he was planning to find a corner or a place where he "didn't think that people at a table are very talkative" and then he heard someone calling him behind him.

"Oh~ Brother Jia."

This sound is very familiar, but it is definitely not the left hand, and the left hand will not call him like that.

Jia Fang turned around and saw He Weihui for the third time.

The first time I saw He Weihui, the other party had a weak sense of presence and was introverted and plain.

The second time, the other party had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he was humble.

And this time, you can hear from the other party's words of greeting that this grandson "has risen".

Jia Fang glanced at He Weihui, smiled, nodded, and looked behind him without stopping. He was the other people who had joined the association that day.

Jia Fang first turned his gaze to the front of these people, and was also closest to him. In terms of temperament, he should be the boss of the small circle - Lou Shoufu.

He still smiled and nodded. After nodding, he felt something was wrong when he was about to continue to glance at someone else's face and repeated these series of actions.

First of all, He Weihui and Jia Fang were posing in a low position. Logically speaking, the other party should give the gift appropriately. Even if the posture is not low, at least he has to greet him with a smile.

However, He Weihui smiled, but he had a mocking expression of being sarcastic and not smiling.

Looking at Lou Shoufu again, when facing Jia Fang's greeting, he not only ignored him, but also turned his eyes elsewhere. The remaining group of people had unnatural expressions, and they looked like they were unwilling to pay attention to Jia Fang.

In this case, Jia Fang could understand the general causes and consequences with his butts—

'It seems that Lou Shoufu has become the leader of these newcomers now...'

‘Then He Weihui destroyed my image yesterday, and the daytime today? It seems that this guy is really capable. If he can mess with him into the Magician Association and use it for me... tsk, it would be really hard to do it.’

‘How many other people have magical abilities that are not weaker than Lou Shoufu, why are you willing to stay behind him?’

‘No, so, how could Lou Shoufu become the boss? Didn’t these people be assigned to Gaode and who?’

What Jia Fang thought of "that who" naturally refers to another vice president - Zhang Lang.

Although there are still things that cannot be understood, Jia Fang has sorted out the general situation. After sorting out the rules... it is time to start dealing with it.

It’s a blessing that Jia Fang was there. If ordinary people encounter this situation, they would probably have to be left there in a very embarrassment.

But as one philosopher said, 'As long as you are shameless enough, the embarrassing person will definitely not be you'.

Seeing that Lou Shoufu ignored him, he not only did not get angry or embarrassed, but also licked his face and leaned over: "Lao Lou~Lao Lou~"

When Jia Fang first met Lou Shoufu, his words and behaviors were like the chief disciple of a major sect meeting an elder. He flattered him, but neither humble nor arrogant. Lou Shoufu initially thought of taking him into his subordinates, but... he didn't have Jia Fang's contact information.

‘I don’t have your contact information, so won’t you look for me?’

This was Lou Shoufu's initial thought. It was obvious that Jia Fang's "word of respect" at that time caused him to mislead him, which led to him always thinking that Jia Fang was one of his admirers.

But it's not...

Jia Fang was reluctant to contact him, which made him very upset. He then complained with He Weihui's ignorance yesterday, and "Jia Fang didn't visit him all day long." Lou Shoufu was angry at this time.

At this time, Jia Fang was riding his face with "Lao Lou", and "Lao Lou" could not hold it at that time.
To be continued...