-Goblin Tribes-

"Hey! Sherlock, what are you doing? Ay? What do you have in your hand? Let me take a look! "A little white goblin snatched his windmill from the young Sherlock's hand, the windmill was made of small sticks, but it was very delicately made, and whenever the wind blew, the little wings would quickly spin and blow a cool gust of wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This ...... This is my windmill, please ...... Can I please give it back? Sherlock said weakly, his eyes full of worry, as if he was afraid that the white goblin would destroy his windmill, but he didn't dare to step forward and get it back. It's obviously his own thing, but he wants to ask someone to return it to him, it can't help but seem a little cowardly, right?!

"What the hell is this, it's useless at all, it's not lethal at all! Give it back to you! I'm still afraid of getting my uncle's hands dirty! Kaino threw the windmill at Sherlock's head and walked away without looking back.

Sherlock's bald head was hit by the windmill and swollen up a lot, but he didn't care, just silently bent down to clean up the broken windmill on the ground, with no expression on his face, no sadness, no pain.

Sherlock was born in a small goblin tribe, but his physique was naturally weak, which is undoubtedly fatal in a goblin tribe where strength determines status, so Sherlock has been bullied since he was a child, bullied by adults, and bullied by goblins of the same age...... All the way to the present, his life is always full of darkness, and the coldness, contempt, and bullying of others are eroding his soul all the time, and even his parents have left him! What is love? In all his sensible years, this thing has not been seen in his life!

Kaino used to be Sherlock's friend, but only once...... Power decides a lot of things in the goblin tribe, once Norton couldn't even throw a small stone like Sherlock, and when the other goblins were praised, only the two of them were scolded and punished together, in fact, in Sherlock's heart, this was not bad, because of "together"! Punished together, spit on together, bullied together! But he was not alone, and at that time Sherlock thought that this was what adults called "love". But one day this "beauty" broke in Sherlock's life, although Kaino didn't have the same brute strength as the other goblins! But he has a magical talent rarely seen in goblins! A test has made others know that Kaino has the ability to manipulate electricity, which is undoubtedly a remarkable discovery, you must know that in the lower goblins there is generally only brute strength, and there are very few goblins with magical talent like Kaino in the entire goblin community!

Since then, Kaino's treatment has been very different from before, and everyone has become enthusiastic about him, some people care about his daily life, some people take care of him, and some people support him...... Everything has changed! Even his attitude towards Sherlock has changed, and Sherlock has become lonely again, except that everything around him is the same, and even worse than before.

Sherlock picks up the dilapidated windmill and walks back to his home.

"Hahaha......" Some goblins as big as Sherlock surrounded Kaino and pointed at Sherlock and laughed, saying some ugly things in their mouths, but Kaino didn't defend Sherlock, and even laughed along. Sherlock quickened his pace and ran towards his home, the unbridled laughter lingered in his ears and refused to go away, Sherlock had to keep his head down and keep running, keep running!

"Oops!" Sherlock, who had been running with his head down, accidentally crashed into an older goblin, and both of them fell to the ground.

"You don't even look at the road when you walk? What an untutored child! Billowing! Don't let me see you! Bah! The older goblin scolded Sherlock loudly, swallowed a large gulp of saliva on his head, and walked away.

Sherlock didn't even wipe the saliva from his head and got up and continued to run in the direction of home, the sticky saliva gave off a bad smell, but Sherlock still didn't care about it, now he just wanted to get home as soon as possible.

"See? That's the big fool in the tribe! Never let your child approach him! It's going to be stupid, why isn't this plague star dead? Vicious words kept coming out of the crowd on both sides, constantly stinging Sherlock's heart, although he had heard it thousands of times since he was a child, but every time he heard it, it still hurt so much.

"Porphyry!" Sherlock, who couldn't see the road, fell, why couldn't he see the road? Because tears flowed from his eyes like a fountain, and rolling tears filled his eyes, and he couldn't even see the road ahead.

"Woo-woo-woo......" Sherlock bit his lip and cried, his little face had been stained with yellow mud mixed with tears, sticky and uncomfortable, but it was so insignificant compared to the pain in his heart.

"Hahaha!" From the crowd there was a wave of laughter, and all the goblins laughed happily when they saw Sherlock fall, and the laughter was so loud and piercing that it was like a ghost singing.

This time Sherlock didn't run anymore, his eyes were blank and he walked slowly, and the fragments of the windmill in his hand fell out of his hand one by one.

Sherlock came to a small cave outside the tribe and walked in and sat with his back to the outside, crying in a low voice. This is Sherlock's home, and such a small hole is Sherlock's home! Unlike other goblins who live in wooden huts, Sherlock lives in a small, not even rudimentary hole, with only some hay spread on the ground so that it doesn't get hurt by the dry and hard ground, so that he can sleep comfortably at night. But Sherlock also has to fight the wild dogs for his home, and the homeless wild dogs will always take over his home and poop in it when it's bad!

Sherlock kept crying, this time there were no wild dogs to attack him again, could it be that only wild dogs were sympathetic to him? Or are you waiting for a good moment for your next attack?

Night slowly fell, like a large black cloth enveloping the whole sky, and the shining stars were like small holes in the big cloth. Sherlock was no longer at home, there was nothing in the empty hole, and from time to time a loud wolf roar could be heard from the dark and silent forest. The goblin tribe is still bustling, and no one pays attention to Sherlock, and when they talk about him, they only laugh after dinner.

Sherlock vanished, never to be seen again in the goblin tribes, and no one remembered him, his appearance and disappearance were as light as dust, as insignificant.

-Huttonmar Backstreets-

"Well, how can you remember those old days? It seems that people love to think cranky when they are old! Sherlock sat on a small wooden bench and muttered to himself, his tone was a little low, he couldn't help but think of his painful childhood, that dark history had always been buried in his heart, and every once in a while he would review it himself, so that he would never forget the bullying he had suffered, and then look for an opportunity to go back and take revenge!

"Let's go out and bask in the sun! Hopefully someone will come and buy my stuff today! Why are humans such stupid too? won't appreciate my masterpiece! Not even a single thing was sold! Sherlock continued to talk to himself, holding a small cane to support his thin body and walking out of the room, his mind full of incomprehension of humans.

When he opened the door, no light came into the room.

"It's getting dark so soon? I didn't expect to sit for so long this time, it looks really old! Then let's go back to sleep! ”

Sherlock was about to close the door, but the small door, which was more than five meters high, was caught by a hand.

"Hey! Slept so early? It seems that Sherlock, you are really old! ”

This somewhat familiar voice made Sherlock stop, he helped the glasses on the green hooked nose and looked up, it turned out to be Ling Feng, and there was Long Ming next to him, they? Why is it here?

"Hey! How long has it been since I saw you? You're not going to forget us, are you? I remember the great reward you gave us! Ling Feng joked to Sherlock with a smile.

Ling Feng's words pulled Sherlock back from his thoughts, "Of course I haven't forgotten this!" I just didn't expect you to come to me, an old fellow, and I was a little surprised! Come, let's talk about what comes in! Anyway, how did you find me, I don't remember leaving you my address! Sherlock stepped aside and walked inside, sitting on the stool he had been sitting on.

Long Ming and Ling Feng lowered their heads and burrowed into Sherlock's house.

"Haha, old man, your home is really petite and cute! Even the doorway is so small! And your home is really unobstructed, you can see everything when you enter it! Ling Feng said with a smile, sat on the stool, and looked around, everything in Sherlock's house was in full view, this room was really simple, only a table and a small bed, and the rest had some simple living utensils.

"Because the old man is a poor man! Where can I afford to live in those splendid houses, as long as such a house is enough for me to live in, it doesn't need to be too luxurious. You haven't answered my question yet! Sherlock looked pitiful.

"In this lawless zone, we just need to catch someone and beat him up and force him to help us find someone! We just got your address out of an uncle's mouth! Ling Feng said the way to find Sherlock. In this lawless zone, only brute force is used to solve the problem, it is not easy to find someone in such a big and unfamiliar place, only let the local people find it more suitable, fortunately there is only one goblin here, and it is easier for the ** people here to remember Sherlock, just like remembering money and beautiful women!

"That's it! So what are you looking for me? Well? Why don't you see little brother Taylor? Didn't he come? Or are you separated? Sherlock asked strangely, Long Ming, who was originally three people, now there are only two of them, which can't help but make Sherlock feel a little strange.

Long Ming and Ling Feng's faces became a little solemn after Sherlock finished speaking, "Actually, we came to you this time for Taylor's business!" Ling Feng replied, and then explained the matter roughly.

Listening to Ling Feng's explanation, Sherlock also knew what they had experienced after separating from Long Ming, but he didn't expect that these hot-blooded children had gone through such a great ordeal, and Taylor even put his life in danger.

"I understand that the trouble of finding your kindred this time may be difficult for you! But please help us! Please," Ling Feng said to Sherlock with a heavy expression, worried that Sherlock would not tell them the clues!

Sherlock stood up and paced back and forth around the house, holding on to his cane in one hand and stroking his white beard with the other, looking embarrassed.

A goblin skin with the power of thunder and lightning? All I know is Kaino! He was able to manipulate static electricity when he was a child, and it is not surprising that he should be able to manipulate lightning now, and it makes sense that his skin has the power of thunder and lightning. Since Long Ming and they need his skin, let's use Long Ming's power to get rid of him! Sherlock thought to himself that his hatred for Kaino could finally be vented.

Sherlock paused, pretending to be very embarrassed, and said, "Since you need the skin of the lightning goblin, and I do know that there is a goblin that meets such conditions, I can tell you, but he is very strong, even then do you still want to go?" ”

I didn't expect Sherlock to really know where such a goblin was? It was really good luck, it seemed that Taylor was saved, Ling Feng and Long Ming couldn't help but be happy.

"Why don't you dare? As long as we can save Taylor, even the most powerful enemy, we will go for a while! Are you right? Long Ming? Ling Feng said, looking at Long Ming.

"Nonsense! If only you didn't have to run away from fear! "Long Ming and Ling Feng are still mortal enemies, and they don't forget to hit each other at any time.

"No hurry! You all know the importance of this mission! So we can't afford to fail, and we can't do it without adequate preparation! You may not know, but I am a merchant, old man, and I am a goblin, so I know a lot more about the characteristics of goblins than you do! I happen to have some secret medicine to restrain goblins here, and I'm sure it will be very helpful for your actions this time! Since we are all acquaintances, let's offer you a friendship price! Sherlock said to Long Ming, his eyebrows fluttered very happily, his eyes had the same shrewdness as a businessman, he didn't have the guilt of killing his compatriots at all, and even took the initiative to help Long Ming!

"This ......," Ling Feng looked hesitant, "if there is a secret elixir against goblins, as you said, of course we need it!" But, that ......" Ling Feng smiled wryly at Sherlock and spread his hands.

"What's that? It's not like you don't have money, right? Since you don't have any money, then I can't give it to you, you better duel with goblins with your bare hands! If something misfortune happens, I'll burn incense for you! Sherlock said very disappointedly, he didn't expect Long Ming and them to have no money, and in this era, there would be people who walked around without any money on them, it seemed that this business could not be done, Sherlock was very disappointed in his heart.

Seeing that Sherlock didn't mean to help for free, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little anxious, as long as he had his secret medicine, then he could defeat the lightning goblin more easily, which would save more time to save Taylor, Ling Feng gritted his teeth and reached out to his spatial belt to take out all the bull head hard horns that he had collected when he killed the minotaur before.

"Old man, do you think this will work, I will exchange these minotaur hard horns and your secret medicine, do you think it will work?" Ling Feng placed the Minotaur Horn on the table and shoved Sherlock.

My Mamma Mia! There are so many minotaur horns, each worth dozens of gold coins, there are more than a dozen pairs here, is today my lucky day? Sure enough, it's a good thing to go out without money, so let him continue to go out without money next time!! Calm down! Calm down! You can't mess up, otherwise you won't be able to change much! Sherlock thought to himself, how could he not be thrilled by so many valuable minotaur horns placed in front of him?

Sherlock flipped over the Minotaur horns and pretended to be very disgusted, "Brother Lingfeng! I didn't say you! The quality of your Minotaur horns is really not good, could it be inferior? Look at it, the luster of this one is so dark, at first glance it looks like an old cow who is about to die, it's not worth a few copper plates, you look at this again, it's full of bloodstains, don't you know that blood stains will make the hard horns of the minotaur deteriorate? These bloody ones have depreciated in value, and they are not worth a few copper plates! Look at these again, there are so many holes in them, and there is a bullet in this one! It's all broken like this, it's not worth anything at all! I don't have to be in the garbage! I can't change a few bottles of secret medicine! Do you have anything else of value if you look at it? Sherlock complained to Ling Feng while flipping over the hard horns of the minotaur, all the shortcomings that he could think of were said, if there were no shortcomings, he would make one up, look at this stupid boy must not know the efficacy of the hard horns of the minotaur, such a big fat sheep, how can he be worthy of himself if he doesn't cut him a few times?

Ling Feng looked at Sherlock and really believed it. Uncle Feng Zhen won't lie to me, right? And say that the hard horns of the minotaur are very valuable? All this adds up to not worth a few copper plates! I knew that when I came out, I asked him to get some funds, these broken things, I won't collect them next time! That's it, since it's worthless, I'll give him the last one!

Ling Feng reached for his spatial belt again......

"Bang!" Two Minotaur Horns, which were bigger than the Minotaur Horns just now, appeared on the table and smashed the small Minotaur Horns to the ground! These are the two hard horns of that bull-headed beast!

Long Ming looked at the things that Ling Feng took out, and thought to himself: Damn, how many things has this kid collected? In such a short time after bringing Taylor back, he just brought back that frozen cat demon! You actually cut off the horns of the bull-headed beast?! It was faster than he could shoot, and I obeyed him.

Oh my God!!!! This is the hard horn of the bull-headed beast! One is worth hundreds of gold coins, more than all of these small ones, where did this kid get so many valuable things? It can't be slaughtering a tribe of minotaurs, right? I really want to snatch his space belt and pour out all the contents to see! No, let's see if he still has anything valuable.

"My dear Uncle Sherlock! This is my last possessions! Look at these two minotaurs, the hard horns are so big, even if they are worthless, they can be used as crutches for you! You're good to go! Give me the elixir! Otherwise, I really have to duel with that hateful lightning goblin with my bare hands, and you can't bear to let me die young, right? Ling Feng said pitifully.

"Alright! Then I'll exchange it with you!! Look at your sincerity, and I don't want Brother Taylor to die at such a young age, so the old man will suffer a loss! Sherlock was afraid that Ling Feng would take things back like this, so he hurriedly agreed, so he pretended to sell him a favor, and next time he had the opportunity to cut down this fat sheep.

Before Ling Feng could answer, Sherlock put all the hard horns of the minotaur into his spatial ring, of course, the biggest minotaur hard horn was put away first, and then Sherlock climbed into the bottom of the bed and messed around for a while, and took out a few bottles with a disgraced face, which contained some liquids caused by unknown materials, some yellow and white, but all of them emitted a nasty stench, could this be the legendary secret medicine? It's not going to be this stench to knock down the lightning goblins, right?

"Come on! This is the secret medicine! Don't be afraid of the bad smell, it's my savings for a few years, and this time it's cheaper you bastard! Count me at a loss! Get out of here if you get something!! Next time, remember to bring enough money to buy my stuff! That's right! The lightning goblin was in the depths of the dark forest, his name was Kaino, his whole body was white, and the sky above him was always very dark, faintly like the roar of lightning, easy to recognize. Get out! Get out! Sherlock handed the things into Ling Feng's hands, then pushed them out, and locked the door neatly.

"Thank you! Geezer! Next time I'll remember to bring the money! Ling Feng shouted at the closed gate, and then left the backstreet of Huttonmar with Long Ming quickly, not forgetting to call Lulis, who had been waiting outside, to ask her to bring the news back to Feng Zhen. This time, the destination is still the dark jungle, but this time it is deep, and the danger should be heavier than before, so this time you need to be vigilant!

After driving Long Ming and Ling Feng away, Sherlock immediately took out all the hard horns of the minotaur, and wiped the ashes and blood stains on them, looking at them was like looking at glittering gold coins, the largest hard horn was simply a mountain of gold!

"Hahahahaha......" came a happy and debauched laugh from Sherlock's house.