magic maker

Chapter 43 The Mage's Troubles
Magic rules the world, and magicians rule magic.To become a magician who is the proud son of heaven, how many people can't get the opportunity.But there are exceptions to everything, and Bu Fan and Yan Zhang are exceptions.It's just that there is a small situation in Yanzhang now, and it is very likely that it will no longer be an exception.

"My condolences, my condolences..." Although Bu Fan sympathized with Yanzhang, he did not support Yanzhang, who told him that he gave up being a magician to pick up girls.Bu Fan took the trouble to persuade: "It's okay, when you officially become a magician, the matter between you and Sun Yawen will not be settled?"

"Fucking magician, I don't want to be a magician..." Yanzhang resisted very much in his words, and his extremely painful voice came from the phone: "A magician is so good, why don't you become a magician? Magicians don't have love, I want love..."

Bu Fan held the phone far away, for fear of disturbing his ears.On the phone, Yanzhang kept complaining, making Dao Ming laugh wildly.In fact, when the matter reached this point, Yan Zhang knew that there was no room for maneuver.He kept complaining to Bu Fan, but he was just venting his boredom.

"Little child, still in love...hahaha." Dao Ming smiled and burst into tears, Bu Fan looked at Dao Ming, then at the phone, sighed and stopped talking.Dao Ming laughed out of breath and said, "Your friend is a talent, I must meet him if I have the chance, hahaha..."

"Okay, another one is crazy, magicians are really dangerous." Bu Fan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, just a few words were enough for him to bear, but the point of laughter was so low.Seeing the sky getting dark outside the store, Bu Fan sighed with emotion: "It's really unlucky to meet the two of you, this year will not stop."

Bu Fan quietly looked out of the window, such a cold treatment made both Dao Ming and Yan Zhang calm down.Dao Ming was the first to return to normal, silently puffing away.Yan Zhang also quickly lost his voice, probably either he had vented enough, or he was talking too much and lacked oxygen.

"Yuwen, don't be reckless." Bu Fan persuaded Yan Zhang a few more words, and he wanted to hang up like this, but after thinking about it, he said: "If it is really impossible, you can go to my house and hide, I will rush now go back."

"Don't bother me, I won't be able to go out at all." Yan Zhang declined with a sigh, he was completely grounded.After a long silence, Yan Zhang's voice came again: "I'll think of a way, and get back in touch."

Bu Fan held his phone in silence for a while, and what happened to Yan Zhang touched him a lot.In the eyes of the world, magicians often represent wealth, power and status.But under the glamorous appearance of a magician, the things that a magician has to pay and bear are often beyond the imagination of the world.

"Let's leave the troubles of the magician to the magician." Dao Ming walked to Bu Fan, patted him on the shoulder and said, "The most important thing in life is to be happy. Let's go out and eat something good... ..."

Dao Ming's words are reasonable, the troubles of the magician can only be left to the magician.After all, there are too many magicians in this world, almost one in every five people.The total population of the world is probably more than 20 billion, and it is conservatively estimated that there are [-] billion magicians. How can Bu Fan manage it?

Bu Fan went out with Dao Ming, and it was already dark at this time.There are almost no pedestrians on the street, and it is difficult to find a place to have a good meal.Dao Ming led Bu Fan through the streets and alleys, and went straight to a shop at the corner of the shopping street.There is a sign at the door of the store, with four big characters "Fireball BBQ" written on it.

"Fireball barbecue..." Bu Fan looked at the cover thoughtfully, wondering whether this "fireball" was that "fireball".Dao Ming took Bu Fan directly into the shop, there was no boss or clerk in the shop.Dao Ming kept walking in, Bu Fan hurriedly asked: "Boss, there is no one in this shop, what shall we eat?"

"Self-help, understand? Follow me." Dao Ming beckoned Bu Fan to follow, and seeing Bu Fan's appearance that had never seen the world, Dao Ming decided to mention him.The two went straight to the back kitchen, Dao Ming rolled up his arms and sleeves, as if he had made a living by himself. "Come on, let me let you taste the real food, and introduce someone to you by the way."

Bu Fan and Dao Ming entered the back kitchen, thinking that Dao Ming was going to show off.But Daoming took out a lot of sticks, and then tossed the ingredients in the kitchen.After watching it for a while, Bu Fan understood that they had come all the way to work as couriers.

"Fireball, come out and set fire." Dao Ming greeted in the back kitchen, and saw a man with a vicious appearance come out when the door of the kitchen and warehouse opened.Dao Ming pointed to Bu Fan on the side, and greeted with a smile: "Hurry up, I'm waiting to eat. I'll introduce you to someone along the way."

As the man with a fierce face approached, Bu Fan noticed that his hands and feet were prosthetics.The man glanced at the Taoist name without saying a word, and took the skewer tray from Bu Fan.Then Bu Fan witnessed what is called "fireball barbecue", which really uses fireballs for barbecue.

"This is..." Bu Fan swallowed unconsciously as he looked at the fireball in the man's hand.To be able to use fireball to barbecue, this can only be done if you are proficient in fireball.Bu Fan has seen the fireball technique of the Taoist name, but even the holy fireball technique of the Taoist name may not be able to match the fireball technique of the person in front of him.

"Don't be surprised, I'm not a strong man of the holy rank." The man with a fierce face seemed to be aware of it, and he directly opened his mouth to answer Bu Fan's questions.Accompanied by a burst of strong aroma, the man handed the tray back to Bu Fan and said, "How many people are there in this world? How many magicians are there? How many holy-level powerhouses can there be?"

Bu Fan was taken aback by the question, but the Taoist name resolved the embarrassment.Dao Ming invited the man to be with them, but the man did not refuse.Bu Fan ran back and forth, Zhang Luo, the man took out a bottle of good wine, and Dao Ming sat there and enjoyed the success.

"Come on, let me introduce you." Dao Ming not only drank and slurped, but also introduced to the two of them: "This kid is helping in my shop, and he is the one who replaces you in hunting."

Although there were not many Daoist words, both of them were moved by it.Bu Fan and the man looked at each other, and could see each other's surprise.Taking advantage of this gap, Dao Ming rolled up a few more strings and drank two glasses of good wine.The man looked at Bu Fan, nodded and smiled, pointed to the Taoist name and said, "I know what you are here for."

"If you want to hear a story, how can you do it without wine? Come on, fill it up for me." The man smiled strangely, and he handed the wine glass to Bu Fan, who was stunned and hurriedly filled it up for him.The man took a sip in satisfaction, and said casually, "Once upon a time there was a young man named Werther. He used to live a carefree life, but one day..."

The man's story is still going on, and the wine is also drunk one cup after another.The pain and tribulations experienced by the boy named Werther in the story are really called the troubles of the magician.Bu Fan listened to the story quietly, it seemed that Werther and the man in front of him were constantly overlapping.

(End of this chapter)