Chapter 1978： Ghost family

As soon as the connoisseur speaks, he will know if there is.

A few words from Merant's opening gave McGonagall a rough count. The blind old man was something.

Although the old man didn't know anything, McGonagall knew that the thing was inseparable from the old ruler.

And just when they entered the door, the feedback from the psychic gate also gave him a little interest.

The old man is named Merante. He is more than seven hundred years old. He is a tenth-level strongman of the ghost race and has severe cataracts. expensive

The younger one, Noah, is twenty years old and is also a ghost race. He has seven levels of strength, and he can be regarded as a gifted talent among the younger generation.

During this time, McGonagall read a lot of various historical and wild history about the history of Nolan mainland. The information about ghost races has been read a little in a wild history. It belongs to the demonic race, but it was already in a racial war 500 years ago. Extinct in the middle, from the extremely limited information, this is a very mysterious race.

In that wild history, there are some strange behaviors about ghost races. It is said that powerful ghost races can drive corpses to fight. There are even rumors that they are the devil's spokesperson in this world.

Perhaps it is for these reasons that the ghost family has always maintained a high sense of mystery, but it can still disappear in history.

However, looking at the grandfather and grandson in front of him, McGonagall roughly judged in his heart that the ghost family might not have perished, but lived very low-key.

As for why they came to the door, and being able to see the extraordinaryness of Annie, it also made him a little curious.

"What kind of person are you?" Merante asked McGonagall.

"The owner of this restaurant, the person who welcomes you." McGonagall leaned back on the chair.

"You've seen the devil." Merante calmly said.

Noah held the turtle shell nervously, staring at McGonagall.

"It seems that you have seen it." McGonagall leaned forward slightly, also staring at Merante's bluish-white eyes.

Merante was silent for a while, then suddenly grinned, "It seems that he has not been able to convince you."

"I'm a man who can stand the temptation. His suit is useless to me." McGonagall also smiled. "However, how did you get rid of it?"

"Maybe he didn't expect me to be blind, so his suit was useless to me." Merante said.

Noah was stunned, and some did not understand what they were talking about, but it was obvious that Grandpa did not have too much hostility towards this guy, so he relaxed a little.

"What do you want me to do?" McGonagall picked up the teacup and blew hot air.

"You may not know very well, these things are actually sealed, but recently half of them ran out. I want to find him and seal him up again. Tortoiseshell guided me to you." Merante looked at Mai Grid, "I think you should know where to find him."

"Since your so-called tortoise shell can take you to find me, then you should be able to find him. I don't know where he is." McGonagall shook his head, somewhat surprised that Merante's so-called tortoise shell could even guide them. Find the Mai Mi restaurant.

McGonagall doesn't want to reveal his identity yet, so looking at the grandpas and grandchildren, he has already begun to think about whether it is necessary to kill them.

"The tortoiseshell's detection range is limited, and the Nolan continent is too large, and the guy is too cunning, trying to find him is no different from finding a needle in a haystack." Merante shook his head.

"How far can it be detected?"

"Within five hundred miles." Merante said.

"If this is the case, I can't help." McGonagall shook his head. The Nolan continent has billions of square kilometers. Using a detector with a detection range of five hundred miles to find the old dominator is indeed the same as a needle in a haystack.

"I need the help of the pure girl." Merante said, looking at McGonagall.

"She is not a pure person. She is my daughter. You better not pay attention to her." McGonagall's voice became a little cold.

"The tortoiseshell stone did not find you, but her," Merante said.

"That's something wrong with your broken stone." McGonagall took a sip of tea and put down the teacup. "If it's okay, I will drop you off."

"Since you have seen him, you should know that he is terrible. He broke away from the seal and may bring destruction to the world, and what you are doing now is like his accomplice." Merante's Frowning.

"Since you have seen him, then you should know that with your strength, even if you find him, it is by no means his opponent, let alone re-seal him." McGonagall looked at Merante and said: "You ghost race Acting low-key, why do you care so much about him?"

Noah's hand under the table was still clutching the tortoiseshell tightly, his palm was already sweaty, but he didn't dare to relax.

Judging from his grandfather's behavior, this guy should be a strong man, otherwise he should already be lying underground.

Such a seemingly young man could actually make his grandfather stunned, which surprised him a bit.

But Noah was also curious about McGonagall's question. He asked his grandfather more than once, but he didn't get an answer.

Merante was silent for a long time and sighed: "Because I want to unravel the curse that the ghost clan bears, if his strength is fully restored, the nobility will be completely reduced to his servant for him to drive. This is when I got rid of him. The price of the illusion."

"How can I be sure that you are telling the truth?" McGonagall frowned slightly.

Merante took Noah's left hand from under the table and pulled up his sleeve to reveal his wrist. There was a red and black skull mark on the wrist.

Then Merante lifted his sleeves again, with the same red and black skull mark in the same position.

"This is a bloodline curse. All the few clan members of the ghost race are cursed. If they cannot be sealed, the curse will become his channel to control the ghost race." Merante put his sleeve down and looked at McGonagall: "I Knowing that you are strong, I am not sure I can win you, but since you have seen him, you must have paid a certain price to get rid of it. I hope we can cooperate to find him, seal him or kill him again.

I will not hurt her that little girl, but I need a little bit of her blood to expand the scope of the tortoiseshell stone search, I hope you can agree. "

"Unexpectedly triggered mission: a request from Merante! Merante, as one of the few beings with the ability to find the old dominator, please host and establish a cooperative relationship, and set off to find the old dominator who escaped the seal and reseal it !Mission reward: Lucky turntable opportunity *3!" The sound of the system suddenly sounded in McGonagall's mind.