Chapter 107 The Lost Baby Soul

"That's easy. The elves are related to our cruises, and it should be easy to find." The black girl was so happy that she could finally do something big. With these two stupid dogs, she had no achievements in her life: "I'll go right away." After saying that, one jumped up and jumped up the tree, and several dodging disappeared.

When Zhang Fan saw that the black girl worked so hard, he was also a little careless. Although these little monsters have no power, they are more familiar with the ground. They do some messengers and run errands, and find people and things. Think about how many small animals such as cats and dogs are wandering in every corner of the city. If a human can use these little monsters to communicate with them and let them help, what else can be hidden from his eyes and ears in the city? Can I consider changing my job as a private detective? That's a good idea. Let's discuss it with Aken later and listen to his opinion.

What are you going to do now? It's still early. It's the weekend tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid I don't have time to visit my parents. Let's go today. Anyway, there is food at home. Leave a letter to Aken Green Wing and let them have dinner by themselves.

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It was getting late. Zhang Fan said goodbye to his parents and returned to his home.

I was shocked as soon as I entered the door. But I saw a room full of animals. The black tiger inspector was biting and playing with Jed. The fat golden retriever was napping by the sofa, and his front paws were still holding Jed's pot. The black girl and two gray and white pigeons squatted on the table to chat.

Seeing Zhang Fan enter the door, the black cat named Black Girl rushed over, "Meow! Scavenger! You let the black girl do it, the black girl has done it!" After saying that, he stared at Zhang Fan with pale green eyes and looked forward to it.

"What's going on?" Zhang Fan asked Aken, "Why don't you call me?"

"Your girlfriend loves you and knows that you go back to your mother's house and won't let me disturb you." Aken said angrily, "I didn't expect you to do everything silently. It's fast enough!"

Green Wing sat on the sofa and kicked Aken: "What are you talking about? Fan, these cats and dogs don't know what to say to Aken. I don't understand. Aken won't say it. It should be for you."

As he spoke, a little shadow jumped over from the table with a shrill. Zhang Fan was shocked and reached out to catch it. But he is a very small person, only one palm-big. But he has blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a pointed hat and strange clothes, like a dwarf in a fairy tale world.

Zhang Fan turned his mind and said in surprise, "You are the 'home elf' Kupai!"

The little thing lay in the palm of Zhang Fan's hand, "Wow--" cried and said, "Merciful clergy, please show mercy and save my poor little master. He is a kind little angel! Whoo-hoo!"

Zhang Fan was in a hurry and persuaded: "If you have something to say, speak slowly! Since we have taken over the task, we will definitely be responsible to the end!" Zhang Fan gently put the 'home elf' on the table, sat down and drew a napkin to wipe his hands. This Kupai, a little bit, had a lot of tears, which made Zhang Fan's palm very wet.

Green Wing saw something strange. In her eyes, she saw Zhang Fan talking with the air, and then put the air on the table to comfort the empty place. Aken just did the same. It seems that something is going to happen. It should be about the mission of the land man.

Since the boundary where the land is located, the green wing is still the same as before, and still can't see supernatural things. The 'elves' can't be seen by ordinary people.

However, the Green Wing did not walk away this time, and listened carefully to Zhang Fan's conversation. Because this is related to the task. Although Zhang Fan took the order, after experiencing the world of the ring holder, as long as it is a mission, Green Wing can't help but enter the executive role. Don't give up with your teammates!

"Kuppai was very happy to hear that someone took over the task. Kupai's little master has been saved.' The family elf said with tears and a snot.

It turns out that this 'home elf' called Kupai is not a Chinese elf, but came to China with the German hostess marrying a Chinese student and drifting across the sea with her master. Such a loyal 'home elf' is rare. However, according to Kupai himself, the hostess had unconsciously saved him when she was very young, so the 'house elf' was to repay her kindness.

No wonder she cares so much about the hostess's son. The elf told the story, and the baby has been crying since he came back from a big hospital in the city. Especially at night, it is bound to be shocked every night. The elves are experienced, and it can be seen that the little master has lost his soul, so he cried. Every time I see the master at a loss, I am anxious and can't help.

It's not a big deal for this baby to lose his soul. The folk methods in Germany are similar to that of the older generation in China. Zhang Fan stayed in the antique city for a long time. Although he was young, he knew that as long as he took the baby's shoes to the place where he passed, he would shout around. This 'home elf' has also been done, but it has never been found. It's strange that all the little masters have been to places, and the lost soul is nowhere to be found.

Except for one place, it is inside the hospital. Because this 'elf' rode the cruise of the community - the white pigeon and a wild cat together. It's okay to turn around at the gate of the hospital, and the two little monsters in the depths don't want to go in. Because there are so many ghosts in this hospital, these little demons dare not go in.

It seems that the matter is also relatively simple, but the black girl is not small. She actually entrusted a gray pigeon she knew to report the letter to the Heyuan community.' When the elves heard that someone had taken over the task, they stole a small shoe from the little owner, rode the white pigeon and came. So things are done so fast. Zhang Fan estimated that tomorrow would be at the earliest.

Aken listened carefully, rarely so focused and there was no sound. The eyes have been turning, and they must be paying attention to something. Zhang Fan looked back and asked him for his opinion. Aken curled his lips and said that he would just take his shoes and go straight to the hospital tomorrow. Let 'Home Elf' Kupai stay at Zhang Fan's house for two days and go back after the task is completed.

The 'home elf' shook his head, and the little master cried so much that he still had to accompany him. The white pigeon volunteered to stay, first to lead the way, and second, to send the shoes back after the task.

In fact, there is no need to lead the way. That hospital is where Zhang Fan once worked.

Looking for lost souls, night is undoubtedly the best choice. Therefore, Zhang Fan and the others had a quiet day. Today is Saturday. As usual, Zhang Fan arrived at the antique market very early, and the antique market is next to the hospital. Therefore, Zhang Fan will wait here for Acan Green Wing to meet in the evening.

Aken was still reluctant to learn some identification skills the day before yesterday, but today he is surprisingly unwilling to come to the antique market. He said he wanted to go to the supernatural market in the hall of the land public to learn about the task. This guy was very unhappy about this low-level task yesterday, but today he is serious again. Greenwing also wants to go to the commercial pedestrian street to see a weekend makeup show of top cosmetics in a high-end shopping mall. This is what she saw on the local news on TV last night. So the two of them went together with the white pigeon.

This is also good, so that they are here with Zhang Fan, and their friends in the market are not embarrassed. Naturally, this day is another day to chat and drink tea, which is leisurely and comfortable. However, today, it is rare that Zhang Fan opened a business, and a foreigner bought an old green jade pendant for a boy in the late Qing Dynasty. Zhang Fan casually shouted the price, but the man didn't pay it back much, so he bought it. The price was quite high.

In the evening, a thin man in his fifties came to the store and asked Zhang Fan if he would accept it with an ancient bronze sword.

Zhang Fan smiled. The so-called bronze sword was actually cast in one. Originally, Zhang Fan was not very familiar with ancient weapons, because there were relatively few museums and standard instruments were not easy to find. Some can't take a closer look. But now the world of the precepters is exposed to these weapons all day long. Ancient bronzes were cast in sections, and the hilt and jaw were welded together after casting. The folding handle sword was integrated, which was naturally fake.

The man was sent away, and the people in Zhang Fan's store also dispersed one after another.

Green Wing Aken found Zhang Fan's store one after another. What are these? Ragged?" The green wing frowned and casually turned over a few pieces of porcelain on the counter. "It's still cushioned with brocade, as for?"

"Oh, don't move! This is a fragment of an official kiln in the early Ming Dynasty. Nuo, this is the edge of the adult dragon pattern plate. This broken bowl is Xuande's Sima Liqing..."

"Cut, broken like this, can you know what it looks like? But this dragon pattern is quite beautiful. Well, I can paint it on Model's face in the future.

"What is Master Zhang Fan studying?" Aken came in with his heels, looked at the rags all over the house, and said loudly, "I will follow you to learn identification from now. How long do you think I can learn many skills that can be used in the world of ringers in the future?" Aken is very confident in his learning ability.

Zhang Fan thought for a moment and said solemnly, "With your brain, you can master my current skills in a year and a half at the earliest, and you may be able to surpass me in some aspects."

"A year and a half?!" Aken is very surprised. With his 145 IQ, he has to study for a year and a half?

"It's fast." Zhang Fan nodded solemnly: "Ordinary people can't enter the door for four or five years! I have studied for nearly four years to achieve this level.

"Forget it. How many times have you died in the world of the precepters in a year and a half!" Aken is a little frustrated. Zhang Fan has to learn for such a long time. I'm afraid he will master it in a year and a half. I thought I could enter the door in a month, and I could have multiple practical skills in the world of ringers. Damn, the skills of this world of discipline holders are not given for nothing!