Little Oak and Liz linger on the food in the food court, and they often sit in a shop for a long time and taste all the food in the store before returning satisfied. It makes people wonder how their small bodies can hold so many things.

However, it is very strange that all the shops have made an appointment and have not charged Tang Meng any fees. Otherwise, with Tang Meng's insignificant salary, he may or may not go bankrupt directly. Does this gold medal given by Kreel really work that well?

In fact, it is true that the surname Kreel is one of the great merchant families in the entire continent of Goblis, and the business is spread over all the cities. The gold medal they give out means that this person is a distinguished guest of the family, and this person's modest expenses will be credited to the Krell family.

"Uncle, let's go and see the golden square of the royal capital next, shall we?" said Little Oak excitedly.

Across the food street is the Golden Square, the floor tiles of this large square are paved with gold-like metal, and although the sunlight shines on it, it is shining and golden. Therefore, it is not difficult to understand the name of this square, it is a real golden square.

It's very lively, and there are relatively few foods, after all, there is a food street in front of it. There are a wide variety of shops here, from trinkets in grocery stores to weapons shops selling weapons.

There are also street artists and bards performing their own arts, as well as acrobatics.

At this moment, Xiao Ou grabbed Tang Meng's collar and was about to squeeze into a crowded place.

"Uncle, uncle, let's go and see what is here, so many people. Little Oak said happily.

Lisi didn't want to squeeze into the mortal pile, and in desperation, a divine aura quietly swayed, and the people around her unconsciously gave way for the day.

Tang Meng led Little Oak and Lisi to the front of the onlookers, and it turned out that a wanderer was painting people. He was not very well dressed, his beard was unkempt, but the brush in his hand was not slow, and his hands were moving, and he quickly sketched the true form of the person in front of him, and then added a landscape to his hand, which was a fine oil painting of people.

"This person's drawing skills are very good, and the painting really looks like it. ”

"yes, after all, magic engraving is too expensive, and we still have to find this kind of painter to paint it. ”

"Yes, the fee is cheap, but I don't know when so many people will have my turn. ”

Everyone chattered that during this period, the painter was very focused, not affected by the noise of the outside world at all, and the pen was still steady in hand, and after a while, a lifelike figure painting was born.

"Next ......," the painter's voice was hoarse, and he looked around and pointed to a man, "it's you, this gentleman." ”

Tang Meng was surprised that this street painter actually pointed to himself?

"When did this person get here?"

"Hey, you see the two little girls next to him are very beautiful. ”

Looking at everyone's focused eyes, Tang Meng had no choice but to walk over and sit on the small chair opposite the painter.

"I want to practice my way of drawing, you don't look like everyone else, so I'm going to draw you. What's your name? I'll write your name when I'm done. The painter asked in a low voice, as if he could not hear the outside world at all.

"I'm Tang Meng from the Eastern Continent, please paint. Tang Meng replied simply.

At the same time, he also knew that the reason why this painter chose him was because he looked different from others...... But something was wrong, Tang Meng felt it, this painter didn't look at him from beginning to end.

Even though his long, fluffy hair covered his eyes, Tang Meng always felt that his eyes were closed.

As the clock ticked by, this time he was taking a noticeable amount longer than usual to paint. Many people get tired of waiting and go to other places to hang out. Lisi and Little Oak waited patiently for Tang Meng.

Little Oak was intently watching the birds in the sky, and thinking about how to catch them, and then eat them.

Lisy also kept her eyes on the painting getting closer and closer to the shape from beginning to end, and her eyes became colder and colder.

"Alright, Mr. Tang Meng, your portrait ......" The painter stood up and turned his drawing board to Tang Meng.

The background is dusk, with desolation and vicissitudes, a figure with his back to the picture, his face is not visible at all, the sword in his hand is stuck upside down on the ground, his waist is still straight, but the whole painting feels like a heroic twilight.

"That's enough!" said Lisy coldly, "what are you drawing?"

"Don't you know? This little girl, you should know. I won't accept the silver coins, and I'll give you this painting, Mr. Tang Meng. I'm ready to go......" the painter said hoarsely.

The people around me looked very strange, how could it be different from other figure paintings? And there was no face, what kind of painting was this?

"Wait, does this painting of yours have any meaning?

The painter slowly put his mouth close to Tang Meng's ear and whispered, "Perhaps, this is one of the endings, but I think it is the most perfect ending." ”

"Is it mine?" Tang Meng also lowered his voice.

"Or maybe it's yours, or someone else, who knows?" said the painter and left, not even taking his sketchpad or paintbrushes.

Everyone was disappointed that the painter had closed his stall today. But it still made way for him. Since the drawing paper was not large, Tang Meng slowly rolled the painting and put it into his arms.

"Master, what did he tell you?" asked Liss as she walked over to her.

"Uncle, I always think this person is a little strange. Little Oak also said on the side.

"I don't know what he's trying to say in this painting, so let's go back and see it. Let's continue shopping. After Tang Meng finished speaking, he walked forward.

Suddenly, Tang Meng saw two familiar people, who turned out to be the two brothers of the barbarians.

"Walk by and take a look, the barbarian's unique horn comb. ”

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the special food unique to the barbarians. ”

The two sang and harmonized, shouting very hard, but unfortunately few people were willing to buy their things. These two are officially two brothers, Goya and Godot, of the barbarians. Tang Meng walked over......

"Yo, this guest wants to buy ......," Godot said, his voice abruptly stopped.

He recognized Tang Meng, a man of terrible strength, so he and his younger brother exchanged glances, ready to roll up the things in the stall and run.

At the same time, the two brothers thought that if necessary, they would not even want to sell anything.