"This wizard master, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Two sloppy scoundrels, laughing and walking towards Loren, who had turned around, looked "warm-hearted": "You're here for the first time, why don't you tell us where you're going?" Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Thank you very much for your kindness, but please allow me to decline your kindness. A formulaic smile, plus a shiny silver coin was thrown into the other's arms: "Invite you two to have a drink, it's a thank you gift." ”

"It's only a silver coin, and you want to send the two of us away so easily?" the other scoundrel sneered and took a few steps forward, holding his arms and threatening, "Don't think we don't know what you're doing in that priest's house!"

"Calm down, calm down, let's solve the problem peacefully. Loren still had the same smile, and his right hand, hidden under the wizard's cloak, was still pressed against the hilt of his sword: "Besides, I still don't quite understand. ”

"Grandma has to pretend to be garlic, sneakily turned out of the back wall, fools know what you did!" The scoundrel scolded directly, and pointed his right hand at the tip of Loren's nose: "That priest's house has a lot of good things hidden, you must have made enough oil and water!"

"Okay...... Then I don't know how much money can satisfy the two of you?" Obviously, the other party is not only a scoundrel, but also a blackmailer: "Give me a number, how much can you keep your mouth shut?"

"Twenty gold coins!" the scoundrel shouted impatiently, licking his lips.

"Yes. Loren readily agreed, and reached back with his left hand, as if he was about to pull out his wallet.

"Wait!" The other guy suddenly stopped the scoundrel in front of him, and looked back and forth on Loren with distrustful eyes: "This guy is a wizard, who knows if he will do any tricks, what if he traps us?"

"Otherwise, we'll count one, two, three, and then you throw the money bag over. The scoundrel stared at his every move: "What do you say?"

Loren readily agreed.

"Well, then...... One, two, three!"

At the same moment, Loren suddenly raised his left hand, caught the wooden stick that was chopped off from the top of his head behind his back, and snatched it directly!

"This old routine of sneaking up behind the back is really unpleasant......"

Loren, who was talking to himself, didn't give the two scoundrels in front of him much more chance to be shocked, and first knocked out the guy standing in front with a stick. The right foot was kicked directly on the chin of the one behind, and the fat scoundrel fell directly, and as soon as he hit the ground, he was kicked by Loren again, and he passed out in front of him.

By the time Loren cleaned up neatly, threw away the stick and turned around, the child who had just been about to attack him was stunned, obviously not recovering from the scene just now.

Loren looked at the boy, eleven or twelve years old, wearing a wide hat, inconspicuous wherever he threw it, and the calluses on his hands and the old wounds on his face showed that he had not been doing this for a day or two.

When Loren was about to walk in front of him, he remembered to run away, and Loren had already pressed one of his hands on his shoulder, and the boy didn't even want to turn his head and bite!

Loren, who subconsciously withdrew his hand, immediately found that the other party just shook a shot, and slipped out of his hand like a fish, and his kung fu had escaped in the blink of an eye.

If it had been before, Loren might have really missed, but now it's a snap of his fingers. A hovering charm knocked the boy to a stumble, and then he was knocked to the ground, his right hand already pressed against the boy's throat.

"Please, as long as you don't hit my hand, you can do whatever you want!"

The boy was honest, and when he saw that he couldn't escape, he immediately confessed. Loren smiled, let go of his hand and stood up: "Get up, I'm not going to hit you, I just want to ask a few small questions." ”

The timid boy curled up on the ground, and after confirming that Loren was not going to kick him away, he slowly got up, swallowing his saliva and lowering his head: "I—I don't know anything!"

"That's up to me. Loren squatted down while holding the boy's shoulders and looked him in the eye, "What's your name?"

"Hat, hat, my name is hat!" the boy sniffled, his eyes still a little wary and fearful, "That's what the big guys call me anyway." ”

"Big guy, how many of you have?"

"I, there are three of us! You see it all. The boy smiled flatteringly.

Loren smiled and snapped his fingers again. The boy whose forehead looked like he had been flicked bared his teeth and didn't shout.

"Don't lie, hat, I can hear you. Loren smiled kindly: "So please don't lie to me a second time, who told you to spy on me here?"

"No, no......" Before the hat could say anything, he saw Loren raise his right hand again. The boy's expression changed, and then he gritted his teeth: "No one let us do this!"

Obviously, this matter is very important to him, and he would rather be beaten than speak out, so the threat is useless, and he must change his way.

Loren smiled and nodded, "I believe you—but what do you say about robbing me?"

As soon as the boy breathed a sigh of relief, he immediately became nervous: "If, or do you pretend that you didn't see anything?"

"Well, even if it's a favor for me. Loren proposed, "How about we act as if nothing happened, and you didn't see me leave from there, and those two friends of yours were just drunk?"

The hat nodded sharply, and as soon as Loren let go, he disappeared from view like a wildcat on the side of the street.

The smug arc slowly raised at the corners of his mouth, patting Loren as he stood up, and followed the boy unhurriedly—if all went well, he might be able to lead himself to an extremely important clue.

Gumu Town is not big, but the boy is obviously experienced. Wandering around the village, occasionally looking around the corner to make sure there was no one before continuing. Loren followed him around most of the villages and towns before he reached his final destination, a shanty town in the southwest corner of the village.

After a few more circles around the shantytown, making sure that no one had a hat behind him, he cautiously walked to a warehouse that was almost in ruins, which looked like a barn, but now a hiding place for the poor people in the towns and villages who had no money.

"Hey, Hat, why did you kid come back?" As soon as the boy entered, a fat scoundrel stopped him, "Where are the two guys with you?"

"He, they're going to drink, and they're probably going to be back later. The pale hat was stopped coldly, and a little weakly lied.

"These two bastards must be hiding their secrets!" The scoundrel with a jealous face couldn't help but roar: "The boss has obviously said that all the good things you get have to be handed over, and everyone will share it equally!"

The relieved hat nodded and laughed dryly. The fat man who was full of fat just wanted to leave pressed his shoulder: "Hey, that's right." The boss said that the old man who worked for us before might have to come today, did you see his carriage at the door?"

"No ......" The hat raised his throat again, and his back was full of cold sweat: "Is that old man coming today?"

When I thought of what I had encountered this afternoon, I was a little scared - I thought it was just a trivial matter to make two spare money, but it turned out that I seemed to be involved in some fatal relationship!

Do you want to lie, but what if you wait until those two idiots wake up and expose yourself? But if you tell the truth, the wizard master probably won't let himself go......

"What's wrong with you, don't you get sick, do you?" The scoundrel, who saw the boy's sudden change in complexion, hurriedly took two steps back, for fear of sticking to something—in such a place, death from illness is worse than starvation, and they scoundrels have no money to buy medicine.

"No ......" was just about to deal with the two-sentence hat when he heard a commotion outside the barn. Just as I wanted to go out to see what was going on, I noticed that a dilapidated carriage suddenly appeared outside the door.

The hat froze in place, and a drop of cold sweat fell on the ground beneath his feet.

How do you explain it later?!