"You're the 'old handkerchief'?"

Chiriwell looked at the middle-aged coachman in disbelief.

"Yes, I heard yesterday that you two were looking for me, so I thought I'd come and see you in person. Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, you also took my carriage. My revered sun god, what a coincidence. ”

The old handkerchief took off the black woolen hat on his head, revealing a wrinkled face, and a red rosacea under the huge eyes was particularly eye-catching.

"Are you kidding us?"

Avis said angrily, and then immediately wanted to reach out and grab the 30 copper coins he had just paid.

"Don't be impulsive, lad. It's a very safe place. If you rob a coachman, you'll be taken to a prison in the main city for three and a half years. ”

The old handkerchief dodged Avis with a sideways step, and then touched the cloth bag next to his ass again.

"You brought us here because you know us?"

Avis looked directly at this mysterious middle-aged man, still depressed in his heart, this guy was obviously playing tricks on himself.

"How can I trade with you without bringing you here? You don't think I'm going to be running around with these treasures. ”

The old handkerchief patted the hat on his hand lightly and said casually.

Avis was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that the man called the old handkerchief seemed to know his purpose, and couldn't help but take a few steps back and take precautions.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Reindeer told me yesterday. The old handkerchief dusted off his whole body and continued nonchalantly. "If you still want to trade, get in the car. There's still some way to go, so I won't charge you this time. ”

"Let's go!"

Avis made a quick decision, and pulled Chirivel into the carriage again.

"Very well, then let me reintroduce you, my name is André Hufo. The nickname is 'Old Handkerchief'. Thank you for your kindness!"

The old handkerchief casually closed the door, jumped into the carriage and said.

"My name is Avis Alket, and next to me is my brother, Chiriwell. ”

After the two sides exchanged identities, the atmosphere in the car finally eased a little.

Along the way, the familiar old handkerchief kept pulling around, telling some interesting facts that only he claimed to know.

What Charles III has a short temper, there is a skeletal target made of human heads in the room, and he likes to stab a few times with a dart to relieve boredom.

What is the same name as the "Viper" national division, the Berold military division, is a complete idiot and scum. There are hundreds of beautiful maids in the house, who take turns to sleep, even more often than His Majesty Charles.

The cardinal of the Helios Church is an idiot and a greedy ghost, who receives help every day, but he can't even figure out the math problems of less than twenty.

What is the Duru Randolph of the Phothia Alliance is a granddaughter slave, last time, in order to teach a lesson to a gentleman nobleman who molested his granddaughter, he directly used the level 6 fireball technique to burn half of the opponent's castle.

One by one, like a number of treasures, as if you are around and see it with your own eyes.

"Old handkerchief, Hu Fu's surname is rare. You're not from the southerners of the Blood Flame Continent, are you? ”

Ives couldn't listen to these nonsense like wild history novels, and said something to stop him.

Unexpectedly, the old handkerchief that was still spitting in front of him did not reply directly, and was silent for several minutes.

"yes, yes. I'm from the continent of Eros. ”

Then there was no more chatting in the whole carriage, and the atmosphere was directly low to freezing.

Only the sound of horses' hooves "kicking him" and "kicking him" touching the ground echoed in the carriage.

......

"Get off the bus, my most honored guest. ”

With the sound of the old handkerchief, the carriage stopped in the same place where Ives had come yesterday, on the street of Elm Hill.

At the end of the street, there was still the dilapidated fishing tackle shop.

The old handkerchief was the first to step into the store, and then greeted Avis and Chiriwell, who were still stunned.

"Something here?"

Ivis asked suspiciously, looking down at the door frame that had already been pulled down by a plank.

"Yes! I forgot who said it! The most dangerous place is the safest place! You sons and brothers who have no life experience will not understand. ”

The old handkerchief regained its relaxed and casual tone.

"We were here yesterday and didn't find anything!"

Ciriwell, who was on the side, spoke, and was always his strength to be straightforward.

"Ah...... No wonder my baby number one and number two have changed places. ”

I saw the old handkerchief pick up a kettle that had been corroded by copper stench and a blanket whose pattern was not even clear, and said sadly.

"Excuse me, where can I see the gun?"

Ives didn't have time for the "old handkerchief" to mourn and asked impatiently.

"Do you know what the highest-paid sailor on a whaling ship does?"

The old handkerchief did not answer Ives directly, but asked a question that seemed completely unrelated.

"I don't know! I just want to know how to trade, and if you're honest about trading, please don't waste everyone's time. ”

Avis, who gradually became irritable, was most unaccustomed to these mysterious and mysterious ways of trading.

Isn't it very good to pay with one hand and deliver with the other.

"Well, what a humorless fellow! Well, follow me. ”

The old handkerchief spat out a mouthful of phlegm, spread his hands, and continued to walk deeper into the room.

"Mr. Handkerchief, what does the highest-paid sailor do?

At this time, Chiriwell, who was following closely behind, became interested and asked as he walked.

"Hahaha, this little guy is still very good. You'll find out later. ”

When the old handkerchief heard that someone was giving him a compliment, his mood immediately improved, and his mood rose a little.

......

It's not big, but it's deep. After making their way through several rooms and a few storage rooms filled with garbage, the three of them finally came to an open field full of mud.

It looks like the backyard of this shop. It's just that it's in disrepair and no one has maintained it, and at first glance, it looks like a small swamp.

"Come on, let's dig together!"

The old handkerchief took two shovels from the side of the yard and threw them at Avis and Chiriwell, and commanded.

"What? Dig where? Old handkerchief, what are you doing here?"

Ives instantly jumped like thunder, where is there a reason to let customers do it.

"That's contraband! I'll show you the location, and you can dig it!"

The old handkerchief leaned against the wall, rubbing his nose and said dismissively.

Angry, Ives looked at Chillever, and finally chose to excavate.

At the moment when he was splashed with muddy water, Ives even got his gun and shattered his rosacea's plan.

"This courtyard wall is directly against the Solanaya River outside. Just dig deep into this place and you will see a rope with something on the other side of the rope. ”

After about half an hour, the old handkerchief couldn't stand the skills of the two young men, so he took out a shovel out of nowhere and dug it himself.

"Well, this is a well design?"

Ivis looked at the pit he was digging in confusion, and then he realized that the old handkerchief had made a hidden well out of this dirty, wet yard.

"Doesn't something break in water?"

Chirivel also came to his senses at this time and asked.

"Hahahaha, this is the art of the old sailor. The old handkerchief wiped the sweat with his elbow, then put down the shovel in his hand and said.

"On a giant whaling ship, it's not the helmsman who has the highest salary, nor the sailman who has the most strength.

It's the 'craftsman'!

A craftsman who cares for linseed oil on a variety of materials.

A craftsman who makes 'waterproof adhesives' out of asphalt, hemp god and plant ash.

Coincidentally.

I'm such a craftsman!"