Chapter 47: Irene is crazy

Irene is crazy, yes, she is crazy.
At this moment Irene was holding a tool, digging frantically on the river beach. I'm so stupid, Irene thought again, I would actually ask a dragon knight to verify the authenticity when a Northlander tells their secret. I'm so stupid, how could a Northlander randomly occupy a zone and start digging? I should have grabbed it earlier.
In fact, not only Irene was crazy, but almost all teenagers were crazy. When Bran held the ball of light into his arms, Irene screamed and rushed forward, and then all the boys and girls followed.
However, Bran, who was sitting in front of the bunker, jumped straight up. No one would have thought that someone could jump up like this. The man in the air had already turned and retreated, and ran off the ground after landing. But in the process of running, the egg in his arms was caught under the armpit, and the golden light and shadow attracted all the teenagers not willing to give up.
Even Zoya, the gentle girl in Bran's heart, didn't lag far behind, which made Bran on the run feel like he underestimated the world.
Seeing the teenagers who couldn't leave behind, Bran started to whistle while running, and soon two huge snow falcons hovered over Bran's head. Bran tore off his coat while running, wrapped the phoenix egg in twos, and threw it into the air. A swooping snow falcon caught it and flew away.
In the disappointed eyes of everyone, Bran spread out his hands and looked innocent.
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"What's that?" Irene looked at Bran who was surrounded by it.
"It's nothing, just a beautiful stone."
"You lied to us, it was Phoenix." Irene's voice was a bit sharp.
"Your dad said, there is no such thing as a Phoenix. You don't even believe your father's teachings."
Seeing Irene holding his hand on the sword and preparing to start the exercise, Bran hurriedly stopped: "Say yes, you don't believe it, and then start the fight; if you say no, if you don't believe it, you still have to start the fight. You have to be reasonable, yes Right?"
It's better for the little girl Zoya, who came over with a gentle expression. But Bran didn't dare to look down upon her anymore. He didn't even blush or breathe after running so long. In fact, Bran didn't dare to look down upon anyone, and when he ran down this section of the road, no teenager was left too far. Bran has some doubts about life, is I too weak, or the people around him are too strong? Am I ashamed of the Northlanders?
Zoya started to reason in a soft voice: "You originally took us to see the Phoenix today. How did you ran away after you found it? Don't let us see. We don't grab anything, let alone who dares to grab things from the Northlanders?"
Bran sighed secretly, good girl, what's most afraid of is your soft knife. Then he explained: "It's not a phoenix, it's just a light and shadow. A real phoenix, as long as you and me come close, it will turn into ashes."
Zoya asked another key question softly: "Will there be only a light and shadow in that place?"
"No, how come? With the strength of the Phoenix, there will be countless light and shadows. But whether you can be found depends on luck, or whether you are the person favored by the Phoenix."
"Should we all dig it?" The girl Irene was more straightforward.
"Yes, I stole a few dragon eggs from you from the Northlanders, tasted it, and tasted it." Bran answered Irene more pertinently.
Then the teenagers ran to the river beach one after another.
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Without the phoenix egg, there would be no phoenix, only Bran's ability. When Bran grabbed the first handful of sand and looked at the transparent or translucent gravel in the sand, he knew that he had succeeded for the most part. He just used magic to condense these things together, conform to his own thoughts, and follow the magic guidelines to make the crystal ball.
Bran also followed back to the beach, and he needed to stimulate these teenagers again. It's just that this time the teenagers no longer stay away from Bran, but gather around Bran and start digging holes, which makes Bran feel very twisted. He stood up and explained that this kind of thing is really just luck. If you want this piece of land, I can change it. When Bran left, Irene took his bunker in one step.
Bran shook his head, sighed and said, "Sometimes fate must be there, but there is no time to force it." Then he walked towards the shallow pit dug by the little dragon knights. Bran was digging for a while. When Black Cat Huahua wanted to help, Bran stopped him, and whispered: "It's dirty, you can just watch it."
Then the black cat Huahua turned to Bran's back, grabbed his shoulder, and looked at the owner's pit.
Everyone was observing Bran intentionally or unconsciously. At this time, Bran's hand paused slightly, and the cat's forelimbs on his back also fell down, staring at Bran's hand. So under the focused gaze of the black cat Huahua, Bran grabbed a fist-sized ball of light covered with mud and sand. Although the ball of light was mostly covered by the mud, it still could not hide the golden light and shadow in the center.
This time Bran didn't run away anymore. He cleaned the sand on the ball of light first, and then placed it on his palm. This allows everyone to clearly see that this surface reflects fluorescence, and an egg with golden light and shadow is conceived in it. For a while, there was silence on the beach, only the clear eyes of the teenagers were shining with concentration and greed.
Bran retracted his palm, and there was a groan of disappointment around him.
Then Irene reacted and shouted: "That's my bunker, mine!" The voice was a little desperate.
Everyone looked at Irene with complicated eyes...
Bran left, leaving the group of teenagers digging hard and searching hard.
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Standing in the distance, Bran found that there were many more teenagers on the beach, digging diligently with tools. In just two days, rumors about Phoenix spread among the group of outsiders.
Zoya stood beside Bran and asked softly: "Aren't you afraid they will find the light and shadow of Phoenix?"
"Not afraid."
"why?"
"Remember how we dug the first day?" Bran shook his hands.
Zoya asked in a little surprise, "Does it matter? Isn't it all digging?"
"You should be in awe of those powerful existences. Different existences have different taboos. You should know that. For example, the existence that your family is awed must have its own set of rules. The same here, from the moment you pick up the tool Once they start, they will never be able to find the light and shadow of the Phoenix again. They are too impatient and lack a sense of awe, so I hope they don’t incur revenge."
Then, he saw Zoya throw off herself and ran to her brother on the river beach anxiously.
Bran hummed happily and turned away.
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Bran in the villa said to his sister: "You have the anatomical materials you want."
Lily's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Where is it? Tell me quickly."
"In the past few days, there should be someone who has been fainted, so that my family members are more alert."
"Okay!" Lily began to grind her fists.
Bran was not afraid that someone could sneak in. Since moving into this manor, every inch of the land and every piece of brick and stone here has been infiltrated and stained by his magic when being polished and decorated. He could feel the entire manor breathing following his breath. Every statue and every pattern here were his temporarily closed eyes. When he needs it, he can open it at any time.
But this world has too many unknowns, he can't cover everything, so asking his family for help is an inevitable choice. At the same time, it is the principle of being careful not to make a big mistake.