12. Timmy's plea for help
"As you said, Bart the Hunter is dead. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Nan Wanjun interrupted Lotta's high decibel very calmly, "I found his relics, I think ......"
Luo Ta looked Nan Wanjun up and down, and coldly interrupted her words: "No one knows better than me about the bad things he did during his life, and now that he is dead, you have no obligation to help him guard this mess." Let's go, my temper isn't very good. β
Nan Wanjun was surprised: "How did you cook Gava?" β
"Gava?" Lotta has a kind of posture of looking at people with her nose, "That little widow still needs me to clean up?" She is now hooking up with the owner of the grocery store, and when the proprietress returns, she will suffer some of it. β
"Good!" Nan Wanjun secretly rubbed and applauded, "That's it!" Well done! β
Hearing Nan Wanjun's words, Lota glanced at Nan Wanjun in disbelief. She called Fulai into the door with the picked vegetables, and greeted Nan Wanjun out of politeness: "Do you want to come in and sit down and have a light meal?" β
"Hah, what's so embarrassing...... Then it is better to be respectful than to obey fate. "It just so happened that she was hungry.
Lotta: Damn, I'm just being polite, do you need to take it seriously!!
The craft of a single mother is really not covered. After eating two bowls of rice under Lotta's gloomy gaze, Nan Wanjun put down the bowl with satisfaction: "Thank you so much for your hospitality." β
"Finished eating? Slow down and don't send! Lotta's tone was dark.
"Objectively speaking, your craft is very good. In exchangeβ" Nan Wanjun pulled out the shotgun and widow Gava's perfume from the package, and removed the bracers from his hands, "You can leave a relic of Bart behind." β
"I don't need to." Lotta's tone was cold.
"No, you need it." Nan Wanjun wasn't joking, "I don't like to owe things." β
Lotta also became serious: "I know what you mean, but let me tell you the truth, Bart's relics are really not rare to me. As she spoke, Lotta smiled grimly: "How do you think Bart will die?" Or why didn't Bart have a bullet in his shotgun when he died? β
it! Shocking news!! NPC murders her husband!!
It's not that Nan Wanjun hasn't seen internecine killing within NPCs, but he really hasn't seen the kind of people who say it loudly after murdering his son's father......
Therefore, Nan Wanjun's current expression is: =mouth=
Lotta giggled happily: "Hmph, that dead ghost, the old lady already knew that he hooked up with the little widow, and the old lady who was frowning all day long was blind!" If it weren't for the fact that Fulai was still young, the old lady would have killed him with one sword! β
Little Zhengtai Fulai, who was about five or six years old, lay on the edge of the table and gulped down rice, noncommittal to his mother's dark remarks.
What kind of family is this......
Lotta then continued to say without shock: "If you didn't want a child to inherit the mantle, do you think that a peerless and brilliant character like me would marry that wretch!" Since there is Fulai, then Bart is of little use......"
Nan Wanjun is colorful: "Lotta." β
Lotta: "Huh? β
"I think I have reason to suspect that you are the legendary madman......" Nan Wanjun's expression was serious.
Lotta was shocked: "You actually know my master's name?!" β
Nan Wanjun's two small blood stalks are not up or down in the throat.
Lotta laughed again: "Oh, didn't you say you knew my master earlier...... Adventurer, what's your name? β
"Nanjun."
"Nanjun?" Lotta frowned and thought for a moment, "I haven't heard of this person in the rivers and lakes...... Is it a hermit like the master and uncle? β
"Your uncle...... It's not going to be Breakdancers or Whirlwinds, ......"
"You still know my uncles?" Lotta had a "hell of a ghost" look on her face.
Lord God, this is the background of Western fantasy, I won't say anything about the rivers and lakes, why did the DC universe also come to make a cameo......
Nan Wanjun didn't even have the heart to complain: "It's not ...... Just heard of their name......"
"That's it!" Lotta looked proud.
"Thank you for your hospitality, I'll take my leave." If there is no mouth, the groove will be blocked. She'd better go first, lest her heart be irritated for a while.
Lotta raised her eyebrows happily: "Let's go, let's go, one day I see my master saying hello on my behalf!" β
"I will......"
Nan Wanjun thought, she should slowly do ordinary daily tasks. So, she was instructed by the aunt who sold tofu to send tofu to the inn, help the innkeeper collect debts, and help the boss bring the wine money to Qing Niang, Qing Niang entrusted her to help deliver the wine, and the family who sent the wine asked Nan Wanjun to bring a few chickens back, and then she gave the chickens to the teacher in the village for the family, and the husband forced her to send a few fish back (of course, Nan Wanjun caught it herself......
Busy and busy, time passed unconsciously. Nan Wanjun almost completed the daily tasks of the entire village, and the favorability of each NPC was brushed several times. Just as she wandered aimlessly around the village, she wandered to the grocery store again.
And the grocery store owner's son, Timi Jr., was wandering around the store with an anxious face. Rao is a calm child like Nan Wanjun also has a bright eye: Aha, have fun again...... Oh no, it's a mission!
Nan Wanjun stepped forward, squatted down and slowed down his tone and asked, "Little Timmy, what's wrong?!" Need help from my sister? β