"Shadow crown" is the ancestral home of the zatara family. Zatana's father is familiar to everyone. It is the Archmage zatara, and her mother sindella is actually a Archmage. Moreover, the woman's blood and genealogy are stronger and can be pushed up to the era of ancient Atlantis.
It's normal to have a castle in your pocket, isn't it?
Yingguan mansion also has a function that the forgetting bar does not have, that is, it can be taken out of the pocket space and placed in the main dimension. When you want to move, you can put it back in the space.
A spell can make it travel in the universe. It's a very good flying house and can be invisible.
However, zatana's parents are also the kind with a big heart. Maybe they are busy with their work. Zatana lived in yingguan castle when she was a child, but it was invisibly placed next to an island in Gotham. Yes, it was a neighbor to Akam madhouse at that time.
So zatana watched the madmen every day since she was a child and imitated their behavior.
It was not until zatara found that her daughter seemed to have mental problems that she moved to San Francisco. After their husband and wife died, Yingguan Castle became a sad place for xiaoza. She lived in the theater most of the time, not in the castle.
In fact, you can fly directly to San Francisco to find yingguan mansion, but there is transmission here. Of course, you should try it.
As the supreme mage, Su Ming hasn't tried the transmission of voodoo yet. Monak's kind doesn't count. Mage moustache is not a standard witch doctor.
But I really feel the transmission of voodoo, but the experience is very general. It's like I'm sinking into the swamp. There are some talking old men in my ears who are constantly talking about languages I don't understand. It's annoying.
That's what the elements and the ancestral soul are talking about, but it has nothing to do with the death knell. He only knows that the transmission of witchcraft at midnight is slow, not to mention the scenery.
About ten seconds later, Su Ming stood in front of a pointed tower building. The long stairs led to the main door of the house. There was still a drizzle in the sky.
"Bah!" Su Mingchao breathed aside. Although he knew it was just an illusion, this experience like the earth walking sun made him feel mud in his mouth: "why don't these shamans use the wind element to transmit? The earth element is too suffocating."
"Hum." the hanging didn't feel anything, but he was a little interested in the house, because he seemed to see a white shadow passing in the attic of the mansion just now.
The bell raised his hand to touch the head of the black bean sprout and walked up the steps. The curved steps were narrow and steep, like a long tongue sticking out of the door.
The rain dripped on him, and the death knell was like a ghost in the night, but the sound of knocking on the door soon broke the terrible atmosphere.
Soon, the door opened a crack and a black orangutan's head stuck out.
"Hoo, you finally came. I knew you would come. It's always like this." Bobo smiled and climbed down the knell's leg to his shoulder, as if he had found something to rely on: "the situation is a little complicated. Go ahead."
"It's about the bookstore. I went to see it too." the knell bell entered the hall, and the yellowish light pulled his shadow very long: "how's zatana? It seems that she's in bad shape at midnight."
"Orangutan, I'm a detective, not a witch. I can't understand her injury, but Xiao Dai may know." Bobo looked at the cigar in the death knell's mouth and knew that midnight dad was frightened again tonight, because Diana threatened with force when she asked for help.
Through the high-grade decorated lobby and the corridor full of oil paintings, the elegant old-fashioned wooden walls glitter, which doesn't look like it has been abandoned for a long time.
As if aware of the death knell, Bobo said, "the ragged man is busy cleaning everywhere. He is very enthusiastic."
"He's a Jew, Bobo. These people are the smartest businessmen. Their instinct to do business is dissolved in their blood. If you give you a penny, it means you can take a hundred dollars from you."
Su Ming took off the smoke in his mouth, spit out the fog, looked at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling and told Bobo his opinion, even if the ragged man was an old teammate of the orangutan.
The orangutan detective sat on the shoulder of the death knell, touched his pipe and smoked: "I know. After all, I'm also a bar owner and a businessman, but Rory just lives on scavenging and has no bad heart."
"Bad people are not terrible. They are afraid of doing bad things with good intentions." Su Ming walked through the corridor and stepped on the stairs to the second floor: "forget it, let alone him, is it the room over there?"
Hanging can smell a little fresh blood. It can be inferred that where zatana is, the orangutan didn't say much, but nodded repeatedly.
The open room showed orange light, and the squeaking sound came from the floor under his feet, which made people feel the smell of the old house. When he came to the door, Su Ming looked at the small Zha on the bed and knocked on the open door.
"Good evening, ladies."
Diana, who took care of her best friend by the bed, turned her face and showed a surprised expression. She stood up and gave Su Ming a bear hug, very hard:
"Here you are."
"I'm back."
The wonder nvxia kissed him on the face, but immediately talked about business and took him to the bedside: "come on, help me see what's going on with Xiaozha. She fainted and her breathing became slower and slower."
Donna was silent, but her mouth tilted to one side.
"Ah? You don't know what happened to her?" the orangutan jumped to one side of the table with his head clasped and sat down. His pipe was stuffed into his mouth. "I thought I had seen something before when I saw you so serious."
"Although I've been dealing with magic since I was a child, I'm not a witch, but a soldier." Diana reached out and touched Xiaozha's forehead to wipe her cold sweat: "she fell down after she came back here. She could still be helped to walk before."
Su Ming is not a magician, but he knows something. He bends down and opens zatana's eyelids.
Mercenaries are more or less able to give first aid in the field, but zatana's situation is still unknown, because the two eyes under her eyelids are spinning wildly, like throwing black beans in two white plates, and then making them do irregular sports.
The supreme mage withdrew his hand and thought silently.
I can't understand what the disease is, but he knows how to treat it.
"God killer, pan."
The golden pot appeared again. Diana subconsciously covered the back of her head, but this time the pot didn't hit her head, but the death knell struck the patient lying in bed.
duang!!!
A pot went down, and then opened zatana's eyelids for examination. She found that her eyes didn't run around, and she got baby like sleep.
Maybe it'll be all right when you wake up? If there's no concussion.
"Although I'm not sure, it's probably because her soul has been hurt. She didn't recover after the last black rot, and today she seems to have been attacked by her soul." the death knell sat by the bed and helped zatana tuck in the quilt: "but she's asleep now. Next, tell me, which one is dishonest waiting for slag Kang to come back and run around?"
Bobo immediately raised his hand to answer. He said, "you should have been to the bar. Tracy should have told you about the recent 'gold rush'. We came out just to investigate it. The ragged people came for help. It just happened to be the right time. It seemed that I had a clue."
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