National Sports Forbidden Area: Do you want to fight with dad?

Zhang Zhiwei's voice was equally old, but it still carried a sense of strength, looking like he was getting stronger with age.

Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, my father was immediately shocked.

"Oops——, Dad didn’t take his backpack, young man, go help Dad carry the backpack!"

His voice fell in Zhang Chulan's ears. Although he was speechless, he did not hesitate at all. He flashed and quickly ran towards the direction he came from.

Looking at his father's appearance, he heard something funny about him. The depressing atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly eased. They all couldn't help laughing, and their impression of this strong and healthy old man was also better. After a while, Zhang Chulan finally returned with a huge backpack on his back, and Nothing was thrown away, but he also brought back a piece of information

"old...Dad, it seems that the Holy Lord has recruited America and the players from Sakura Country as his subordinates."

With a somewhat awkward cry, Zhang Chulan put the big backpack behind him on the ground.

His father looked solemn when he heard this, then walked to the backpack in front of Zhang Chulan and put a piece of paper with twelve spell patterns on it. He pulled it out and then explained it to a few people.

"There was once a long legend that the powerful Demon Lord was a noble dragon and magician. He possessed the power of twelve talismans in his body. However, under the seal of a great mage, his divine power was divided into twelve parts. Then scattered all over the world"

"There are a total of twelve talismans, each representing the twelve zodiac signs that existed in the Dragon Kingdom in ancient times."

"Talismans, possessing powerful power and magical powers~！"

Sometimes the last word of dad is elongated, which makes him catch your ears every time he speaks, and people will continue to listen unconsciously.

When he finished speaking the last word, everyone was still a little confused and disbelieving at first about magic and so on. You know, this world was a purely modern technological world at the beginning!

But thinking about the opening of the forbidden land and the Holy Lord's shocking methods, everyone had to believe it.

Zhang Chulan looked at the drawings in front of him with a complicated expression. He didn't know what to say with the expression on his face. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly said:"Then let's..."

"Of course, he is looking for the twelve talismans. He must firmly hold them in his own hands. If they are obtained by the Holy Lord, the consequences will be...It would be unimaginable!"

The father stretched out his two fingers and slapped Zhang Chulan on the forehead.

"Ouch!"Zhang Chulan felt pain, covering his forehead and looking at his father

"One more thing, help dad clean his glasses. They were splashed by mud when he was running."

Although Zhang Chulan was very unhappy after hearing this, he was just a humble junior among the two big guys in the team, so he had to take off the reading glasses from the bridge of the other's nose, wipe them, and then return them to the other.

And the Heavenly Master At this time, I also started to think deeply.

"Old friend, why have I never heard of the twelve talismans you just mentioned?"

The father glanced at the other party, then stretched out his dry fingers and said lightly:"Because the magic of the twelve talismans cannot be activated by ordinary means, and dad will find them as soon as the talismans appear, and take care of them. Keep it.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei nodded,"I see, I've learned a lesson.""

"What's your name, young man?"Dad looked at Zhang Chulan

"Um, my name is Zhang Chulan, you can call me Xiao Zhang, or Zhang Chulan."

The father nodded after hearing this and looked at Zhang Zhiwei again.

"The poor Taoist Zhang Zhiwei is a contemporary Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. Old friends can call me by my first name, or you can call me old friend like me."

The father roughly stuffed the drawings in his hands into the huge backpack, and then he looked at Zhang Chulan who was standing in the distance.

"Zhang Chulan, come here and give dad a hug."

Although Zhang Chulan was a little confused, he felt a sense of intimacy from the old man in front of him that he had not experienced in a long time. He instinctively approached and opened his hands.

But at this moment, the father's two-finger Zen flicked on on his head.

Snap!

"Ouch!"Zhang Chulan felt pain again, covering his head and looking at the old man in front of him in confusion.

"Dad is already so old, and you still don't come over to help him carry his backpack. Do you want him to die early? No, why don’t you go and carry a backpack!"

Zhang Chulan walked to the backpack silently and picked up the huge and heavy backpack.

"And one more thing."Dad held out a finger

"Dad doesn't like the air here. It's too humid and makes his nose uncomfortable."

"And one more thing"

"Those people have already started to act. We must act quickly."

"And one more thing"

"....."

Along the way, everyone was basically listening to their father’s nagging. Although it was annoying, it made the young people in the live broadcast room who had long lost their elders at home feel the intimacy of being nagged.

So not many people said anything, but it felt like there was an extra sense of warmth from their players.

Zhang Zhiwei stood behind his father, and behind him was Zhang Chulan, who was carrying a big backpack.

Dad was walking at the front, walking through this primeval forest.

"Dad, didn’t you say we were looking for that talisman? Why do you keep hanging around here?"

Zhang Chulan has long been accustomed to this title along the way, and it doesn't feel so awkward at this time.

Hearing this, Dad looked at the sun above his head.

"To find the spell, we have to make a magic tracker"

"One more thing, the magic tracker is very troublesome to make. Dad needs a safe and quiet place.".....