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A continuous spring rain has just passed, and the air seems to have been washed, and there is a different kind of clarity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The town's market also came alive after the clouds cleared, and the vegetable farmers rearranged the baskets stored under the eaves of the surrounding shops on the side of the road, and let their shouts run down the air of the town from upstream to downstream. The man in the robe and coat also showed his face, looking around at the surrounding merchants. This is an ordinary town in the middle of the continent, and the sun after the rain has rejuvenated the town.

A pair of slender iron boots suddenly appeared on the muddy ground. The Iron Boots were firmly on the ground, but they couldn't make a sound. The owner of the Iron Boots was still draped in a long coat, and his entire body was hidden in it, revealing only a small section of his white chin. Wearing a slightly damp coat, she has a different atmosphere from the villagers around her with a relaxed smile. The man's footsteps are scattered, and there doesn't seem to be any clear goal. But she was unusually firm in every step, and this subtle sense of contradiction made him even more special. This special was soon discovered by wanderers wearing scruffy kaftans on the side of the road.

"Sir, don't you want to see your future?"

The wanderer touched his rough, muddy hand over the shiny corner of the oil, and then took out a crystal ball from his coat pocket. Most of his already modest face was hidden in a knotted black beard, and his small wrinkled eyes made him look cowering and suspicious. He opened his mouth and let out a foul stench, and then began to confess as if he were singing.

"I used to be a priest, you know a priest, the kind of person who is like a priest. Of course, it is not as great as the sacrifice, but I still believe in the twin goddesses from the bottom of my heart. The twin goddesses have always been in my heart. Then I was kicked out of the church because of something, in short, some people accused me of stealing. Damn it, I chose to continue my practice outside of church......"

The man in the robe turned his chin towards the wanderer, and then took another step. The wanderer hurriedly stepped forward and continued.

"Don't you believe it, little brother. You may not believe my experience, but you see, this crystal ball, this crystal ball is the real thing. It is a genuine, blessed treasure that has been sacrificed and blessed by the twin goddesses, and your fate can be seen from this. Past, present - and even ...... future"

The robed man stopped, and she stopped to take a closer look at the wanderer. The wanderer felt that the business seemed to be a bit profitable, so he worked harder to promote himself. He had long taken a fancy to this fat fish. The robed man was tall and brisk, and he was supposed to be a young man. He also looked around at the most ordinary bazaar, and at first glance he was a guy who was not deeply involved in the world, and he was the most deceitful. If you win the lottery and meet a noble child who is out and about, I am afraid that I will make a lot of money and drink good wine for several weeks in a row.

"What do you want to ask? Love, or career? You are such a handsome little brother, I'm afraid it's very popular with girls......"

However, the robed man interrupted him.

"Unfortunately, I'm nothing, 'little brother'. ”

The wanderer was stunned, and although his voice sounded low and hoarse, he realized that the robed man was a woman. Because the robed man was almost as tall as the young male, the wanderer suddenly mistook the gender of the other person. The most basic things are wrong, and of course things like fortune-telling can't be carried out. The wanderer turned his head in a gloomy manner, no longer seducing the robed woman. The woman in the robe did not sneer at him—only the onlookers burst into laughter.

I saw a tall, thin man covering his face and half-bending over, and the sound he made required careful listening to interpret it as laughter. Although the people around him also thought that this down-and-out pastor was a little funny, they didn't really laugh so presumptuously. The crowd was watching the hilarious laughter not so much as the wanderer's jokes. The wanderer gritted his teeth in anger, and he decided to teach this man a lesson that did not know etiquette. But when the tall, thin man stood up, the wanderer was scared again. The tall, lanky man had a long sword hanging from his waist and several pockets of unknown purpose beside him. His two palms were wrapped in strips of cloth, and his eyes were also fierce, and he looked very difficult to mess with.

"What? You want to tell my fortune too. Really?" The tall thin man spat on the ground, then combed his silver hair with his hand, "You can see clearly, I'm not a 'little brother'." I'm your grandfather!"

The wanderer flinched obviously, and he stuffed the crystal ball in his hand tightly in his arms, for fear that the tall and thin man would smash his business capital in anger. This cowardice made the tall and thin man smile even more, and he pointed at the wanderer and leaned back, but the wanderer was too angry to speak. The woman in the robe stood in place, looking at the scene, and shook her head slightly. The iron boots she had buried under the hem of her robe made a subtle arc on the ground, facing the tall and thin man. At this moment, the tall and thin man's smile came to an abrupt end.

A man with a scar across his face tugging at his tall, thin beard was the one who interrupted the farce. The man with the scarred face looked a few years older than the tall and thin man, about forty, and his face was full of flesh and looked even more penetrating. The woman in the robe also breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene.

"Huntington, stop causing trouble. ”

Strange to say, Huntington, who was still arrogant just now, met Scarface and immediately became honest. He muttered a few words to the ground, making it unclear whether he was upset with Scarface or scolding the wanderer. Scarface ignored Huntington's small gestures, and turned to smile at the wanderer. The smile was not tight, and the scar on his face writhed as if it were alive, and the wanderer shuddered at the sight.

"Show me. The two of us are going to the Holy City this time, and we don't know what the future holds. ”

"Good...... Good...... Ask about the future. The wanderer was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was a guest, and he immediately put on a business smile and kept stroking the crystal ball in his hand, "The Holy City is a good place, it is said that Master Cook, who was short-lived twenty years ago, has reappeared at the Holy City's fair. He brought with him many new inventions, including the idea that an instrument made of wood and metal could replace the limbs of a disabled person. Of course, this kind of thing is very expensive, and only the noble lord can afford it. But Master Cook has always liked to make good things that the poor can afford, and now the Holy City is bustling again......"

"We, we're not interested in craftsman and art and things like that. Scarface coldly interrupted the wanderer.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are men of the word. After the wanderer finished speaking, he immediately felt that he was speechless, but Scarface was not angry, "Well, the only thing that has been famous in the Holy City lately is Master Cook." I expect Master Cook to be the freshest topic of the year, the kind that has just come out...... If you're not interested, tell us more. What exactly do you want to ask?"

"We want to know if the people of the Holy City need to be guarded. Scarface shrugged, "We used to work with the lords of the South, and the work was stable. It was just that suddenly something changed, and we left the south. Over the years, I have traveled with the caravan, keeping through the mountains and forests where bandits lurk and the plains where war is raging, and I have earned a lot of money, but my spirit is always tense. We still want to find a stable place to be a guard. ”

"This ......"

The wanderer was stunned, he didn't know this kind of thing. He had no choice but to hold the crystal ball and look carefully into it. The sun shines well after the rain, and the surrounding villagers can even see the colorful spots of light spilling between the fingers of the homeless man. Maybe what this homeless man said is true, and this crystal ball is the real thing.

"It may not be easy for you to go directly now, but if you stay here, I'm afraid you'll run into some trouble. ”

The wanderer stalked his prophecy by the neck of his neck, Scarface nodded thoughtfully, and then took a silver coin from his pocket and placed it in the wanderer's palm. Scarface didn't really take the wanderer's words to heart, he just wanted to resolve the trouble caused by the tall and thin man as soon as possible. Even if he meets a homeless man with little strength, Scarface is unwilling to form a bad relationship, which is his consistent principle of doing things. But the tall and thin man stared at a piece of money in the wanderer's hand, and his face was full of pain.

The wanderer watched the two fierce and vicious people leave after counting their lives and giving money, and suddenly felt that their self-confidence exploded. He felt that he had succeeded, using his ability to foresee the outside, his devout belief in the twin goddesses, and the magical crystal ball in his hand to successfully resolve the conflict and make money. His tangled beard is about to fly into the sky.

"You may not believe my experience, but yes, who would have thought that such a scruffy tramp had ever been a holy priest? Who would have imagined that my oil-stained hands had ever offered a sacrament cloth to the Twin Goddesses? The crystal ball in my hand is indeed magical, because it was given to me by a magical practitioner. This lady. The wanderer suddenly turned to the robed woman, "I didn't just find you to tell your fortune." I saw that you and the twin goddesses were destined, this is the law in the dark. ”

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]