Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 68 The Legend of Liu Zu

"They stole Liu Zu's branches and tied them on their heads. They are a group of thieves who committed crimes. That's why the owner of Xinghua Tea House scolded them like this!"

As the old man shook the oar, the green water waves slowly swayed along with his words.

After quietly listening to the origin of the so-called green-headed thief, Bai Mo became interested in the so-called Liu Zu. Listening to the old man's words, he respected this Liu Zu.

And the Liu Zu in those words didn't look like a human being. He always felt that the sudden displacement ability of those seven people was related to this Liu Zu. If this group of people didn't suddenly have the ability of a weakened version of the high-level space mage, they might not have caused such a big trouble.

In just a few days, the originally prosperous Mingshui Town became depressed.

So, Bai Mo glanced at Lingling, who was also thinking attentively, looking at the old man rowing the boat, his eyes floating. He turned his gaze to the old man who was slowly sliding the oar, and asked again:

"Old man, what is Liu Zu you are talking about?"

"Liu Zu," his hand kept shaking the oar. The old man's eyes seemed to become distant with this sigh, and he said slowly:

"This is something that both the locals in the village and the outsiders who have been here for a long time know. I will tell you two little kids about it as a story."

"Hehe, grandpa is so kind. Lingling loves to listen to stories the most." As soon as the old man finished speaking, a smile bloomed on Lingling's face, and her annoying words spread.

It made the old man laugh, and he felt a little less sad these days. He began to tell the story of Liu Zu, his voice was as smooth as the water flowing under the boat, and it also carried a sense of respect and pride.

"According to legend, we, Mingshui, thrived under a sky-high willow tree. He brought us food, sheltered us from wind and rain, and drove away danger. He was our father and mother. Therefore, we call him Liu. Ancestor, because of him, our Mingshui has been able to continue to this day and develop into a good town. But I don’t know how many years ago, Ancestor Liu passed away, and his branches stayed in Mingshui, standing in the park in the center of the town, always protecting him. Follow us."

Having said this, the old man let out a long sigh, and the voice he continued to speak contained a bit of resentment.

"We have been taking care of it, and it actually sprouted a lot of new branches three years ago. Just when we thought Liu Zu was coming back, and the old mayor was happily drunk all night, a few days ago, in the town, A few mages who used to hunt monsters or had broken legs, hands, blind eyes, and deaf ears, and who refused to go out to kill monsters in the wild or learn some professional skills and wander around the town all day long, they thought The newly grown branches of Liuzu were treasures, so they were all torn off."

"Well, old man, why do those green-headed thieves rob the guests in the town?"

Lingling asked playfully, but she saw that the old man's face suddenly became extremely angry, and the hand that was holding the oar steadily was trembling.

At this moment, a voice full of anger came from far behind.

"Because my hand was bitten by a demon just to protect those stupid rich people! What's wrong with me giving them some money to let them experience my pain? This is what it should be!"

These words seemed to make it clear that what they were doing was absolutely right and right.

Lingling and Bai Mo looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a huge tornado rolling up somewhere on the shore behind them, and there were faint screams from the crowd.

In front of their boat, a young man with a green willow branch wrapped around his head, missing an arm, wearing gold and silver, with a fair face and a gloomy temperament was walking across the river.

He landed directly on the boat, glanced at the old man rowing the boat, and said nonchalantly, "Mind your own business." He glanced at Bai Mo and Lingling again with an expressive smile.

"Brother Young Master? I will entertain you well later." As he said that, he didn't care about Lingling. How much money can a little girl have on her. He took two steps forward, and Bai Mo felt only wisps of space fluctuations coming from the willow branches above his head.

So he didn't dodge, let alone resist, and allowed the man to grab his arm, and then he only felt a violent spatial fluctuation.

Then a burst of space turbulence hit, and Bai Mo dealt with it deftly. When he reappeared, he was already in a forest.

Looking around, Bai Mo discovered that this place was not far from Mingshui Town. Through the gaps between the trees, Mingshui Town could still be clearly seen.

On the boat, the old man calmed down and looked at the calm-looking Lingling next to him: "Little girl, isn't your brother a mage? How could he be taken away so easily? I'll take you to report the case."

"Grandpa, don't worry. My brother was caught on purpose. He is a high-level hunter who is here to punish these evil thieves!"

Shaking her head, Lingling told the old man not to worry. At the same time, she glanced at the tornado that had subsided in the town, then took out her phone and looked at Bai Mo's location.

She placed a position on Bai Mo's body. She is now in a forest to the east of the town, two miles away from here. Now it seems that these people's spatial displacement ability is not far away.

In the woods, as soon as the green-headed man who grabbed Bai Mo landed, he took out a dagger from his waist and smiled sinisterly.

"Hmph, kid, be honest, knives don't have eyes."

Bai Mo didn't care about the threat of a knife, but looked at the wicker wrapped around his head. The man was more than half a head shorter than Bai Mo.

Therefore, Bai Mo could easily observe the mystery of this wicker without even raising his eyes.

He could sense that at the moment of spatial displacement, the willow branch burst out with a pure, high-quality spatial aura.

It was the wicker that brought the man and him here.

Bai Mo carefully looked at the willow branch coiled on the man's head. Why does a willow branch have the aura of space? Listening to the words of the old man rowing the boat, it is not difficult to guess that there was a totem in this place, and the Liu Ancestor they mentioned was most likely the one.

Taking a closer look, Bai Mo discovered that the tender green leaves, branches, and veins all had a light silver color, so this was most likely a space plant totem! Among the entangled branches, many places have been broken, and many leaves have withered.

Obviously, the space energy of this wicker was about to be exhausted after being used too many times. But then, Bai Mo had doubts about how these people mobilized the space power inside.

This was not specially cast by the caster, so he looked at the man in front of him with increasingly evil eyes and asked:

"How do you achieve spatial displacement?"

"I know how to do it, please be honest!" The man said, and the dagger in his hand was slashed towards Bai Mo's face.

(End of this chapter)