Daddy Antiques Store!

In the magic room, Dad had stopped explaining. Li Ang, who was meditating with his eyes closed, was savoring his father's teachings bit by bit in his thinking space, but suddenly he seemed to have seen something strange. Li Ang, who had originally closed his eyes, couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong, Aang, is there any problem?"

The father, who had been paying attention to Li Ang, noticed his strangeness and asked quickly.

"this……"

But Li Ang felt that the problem he noticed was a little sensitive, and he didn't know how to speak, so he was slow for a long time but still couldn't say it out. Finally, under the urging of his father, Li Ang reluctantly asked the question in his heart.

"That... Dad, are you good at black gas magic?"

After carefully asking, Li Ang hurriedly observed his expression. Yes, this is the strange thing that touched Li Ang. His father was obviously a great wizard who was good at justice magic, but just talked about the confrontation between righteousness and black gas, the overview of the theory of black gas magic was very detailed. No, to put it in detail, it was a bit bad. It was simply incisive and experienced, no, it was still wrong, it was like... Let's put it this way, if it weren't for the father standing in front of him, Li Ang would have thought that the sword dragon was just teaching him.

However, in this world where the white magician and the black magician are clearly separated, there should be no unity of good and evil. They are a masterpiece of the protagonist, such as the two unique skills of darkness and light, even if there is one, it should be him. But now it appears on my father, which makes Li Ang himself have a question.

"Am I really not the protagonist?"

But after thinking about it this way, my father really resembled him. He studied drama magic in the troupe when he was young. When he grew up, he became interested in other magic. He finally learned about his mission and became his close disciple.

He entered his twilight years, but he fought against demons and ninjas with his family. With such a magnificent life experience, he is not the protagonist, but who else is the protagonist?

"Maybe the real name of this world should be called "Dad: The Life of a Great Master"! It feels much more exciting than Jackie Chan's Adventures."

Li Ang's brain started to put satellites again, but he didn't notice it. When he asked his father if he could do black magic, his father's face became very exciting.

White turns red, red turns green, green turns black, well, the bottom of the pot is black. Dad's old face vividly performed these changes, which shows that his dramatic magic has reached the point of perfection.

"Oh, how could my dad have evil black magic? This is the biggest insult to my dad, and I'm so angry that I'm so angry..."

"Ba,ba,ba~"

My father's storm-like knock made Li Ang wake up in an instant, and the pain spread throughout his body instantly. However, no matter how Li Ang dodged and blocked him, my father's hand knife could always hit him from various tricky angles.

At this time, Li Ang suddenly remembered that the old man in front of him was also a martial arts master who was proficient in kung fu and joint skills. Regarding this, Heihu Afu and Sheriff Black could vividly prove this.

Facing the father who had been repeatedly and repeatedly, Li Ang instantly became angry from his heart, and he became brave and slapped the desk in front of him with a palm, staring at the unreasonable old man.

Li Ang: "[○?'Д′?○]"

Dad: "Well, (??へ??╬)"

Li Ang: "Uh,(((;???;)))!!"

I have confirmed that I can't afford to offend someone!!

Li Ang: "╥﹏╥!!!"

...

"Sorry, Dad, I will compensate you."

Finally, after a "friendly" negotiation, the two sat together peacefully again and continued the unfinished topic.

Li Ang looked at his two arms that had been swollen because he blocked his father's hand knife, and his eyes were in tears. Although his father could tell the difference between the severity and seriousness, it was just a few skin injuries, but the pain was really painful!

There was no choice but to use the horse talisman secretly. Soon, under the treatment of the horse talisman, Li Ang felt the pain on his arms and instantly stopped, and the redness and swelling on his arms and body disappeared without a trace.

"Sure enough, every talisman is unparalleled."

While feeling the magic of the talisman, Li Ang also felt a little helpless. He thought that the first time he used the horse talisman, he would be injured when he encountered a strong enemy or was plotted by an old dragon, but he didn't expect that the first time it was because his father used it.

This is really...successful!!

"If it's Xiaoyu, I will definitely say that!"

Li Ang seemed to be able to see Xiaoyu's contemptuous eyes, and sighed helplessly. After all, Li Ang was only just a newcomer to society. Although he was not a young man who was ignorant of the world, he was still almost at a loss compared to his father who had more than 60 years of experience.

If there was no accident at first, after being beaten by society, my knowledge grew and my skin became... Cough cough, people should mature as well.

But life played a big joke for Li Ang, giving him all kinds of magical opportunities. Fortunately, his father replaced society and became his life mentor. Now he is growing rapidly, although there are only a few time left.

Seeing Li Ang sighing, my father thought it was because of his own. After thinking about it for a while, he coughed twice, pretending to be serious.

"Ahem... that, although we cannot learn the evil black air magic, in order to defeat evil, sometimes, occasionally, maybe we can dabble a little bit... only a little bit!"

Li Ang looked at his father shaking his head, and he looked like an old pedantic, and he had only one thought in his mind at this moment.

"This pretentious old man!!"

At the same time, he also understood a truth, "Sure enough, every white magician cuts open and his heart is black!"

Perhaps it was because of Li Ang's blank look that he felt a little uncomfortable, and his father couldn't help but scream in anger:

"What, are you still doubting Dad?"

After saying that, he moved his palms, and the sound of "cracking" was constantly making between his knuckles. Li Ang was shocked, and finally he could only show a "good student" appearance, and said sincerely:

"How could it be? Dad, I believe in you the most."

"snort!"

The father snorted coldly with disdain. Sure enough, none of these guys could make him worry-free. Li Ang looked like this, Jackie Chan looked like this, True was like this, let alone Xiaoyu.

Every time, only in this way can they be obedient. It is really a rotten wood that cannot be carved. He is obviously just a weak old man, but he doesn't know how to respect the elderly at all. Thinking of this, my father couldn't help but sigh.

"There is no successor!"

Hearing his father's sigh, Li Ang couldn't help but brows pounding wildly. Although he didn't know what to sigh, Li Ang just wanted to have nothing to do with him.

...

"...Okay, that's all about this. These are enough to support you on a long road in the path of magic."

Dad smashed his dry mouth and a cup of warm tea had been delivered to him. Looking at the hot tea in front of him, Dad nodded with satisfaction. This is why he liked Li Ang, and others would not be so eye-catching.

"When you leave, take away some classics from there, I believe they will be useful to you."

The father drank the tea in one go and pointed to the scrolls and books on the bookshelf behind him.

"It's time to open, so I'll leave it to you!"

The father got up and walked out the door, and Li Ang also got up to see him off.

"Thank you, teacher!"

The father didn't say anything, but waved his hand back and left here.

Li Ang turned around until his father left, looked at the classics on the bookshelf, and his eyebrows were light and suddenly he had a good idea.

...

"Thank you for your patronage!"

Fortunately, my father received a big customer just now. After the customer left, my father returned to the magic room. At this time, the room was empty, and only the tea filled with the cup was still steaming slightly.

"I'll leave!"

The old man who has always been stubborn also showed a hint of loneliness on his face, because he had a premonition in his darkness, perhaps this was his last time with this disciple.

"well!!"

...

But not long after, a deafening scream suddenly came from the quiet antique shop. At this time, the father was full of anger and his hair was as bright as an angry old lion.

"Ah, my scroll, my ancient books, all..."

I saw that the bookshelf that was originally placed was empty, leaving only a note on it.

"Dad, thank you very much for your help. I will definitely come back..."

Looking at the empty bookshelf, my father's heart was bleeding. These were precious classics he had collected after spending half his life. Li Ang actually took him away. My father asked him to take some of them, but he didn't say it was all.

Finally, my father couldn't help but rush out of the store and shouted loudly towards the sky:

"Li Ang~!!!!"
Chapter completed!