Chapter 313: First Transformation
If it was in reality, I would need a mirror to see what it looks like, but in the game I don't, I just need to zoom out in a different mode.
Since many players are not very comfortable with this vision mode, it can still be adjusted through the settings function in the guΓ² summon menu.
From the outside, I couldn't tell which was the real imam at all, because the realism was unimaginable. Fortunately, the imam was not in the temple, but walked to the southern part of the city of Abiliet.
Along the way, almost all passers-by would nod and smile at him, and even give him some fruits or something, and it seems that this imam is still quite popular among the local people.
I didn't linger, but watched the imam leave the mosque before turning back.
The temple is quite large, so there are few people.
Although a few passers-by were curious about my appearance, the imam was equivalent to such a boss, and no one dared to come over and ask why.
I walked quickly to the front of the house where the thief had shown his head, and listened intently to what was going on inside.
There didn't seem to be any major movement, so I gently pushed open the door and walked in.
It was more like a small room for believers from afar, and the furnishings were quite simple, with only a table and a bed.
My target, on the other hand, knelt in the middle of the room without knowing why, and when he saw me enter, he stood up curiously and nervously, and looked at me: "My lord, you are back so soon?" β
I replied with a calm "um" and sat down on the edge of the table, sometimes talking too much will show my feet, it is better not to say anything, it makes people feel like they can't figure it out.
Sure enough, the thief was a little confused, and couldn't figure out why I, the imam, had gone so quickly and returned, so he asked a little weakly, "Did something happen?" β
I snorted sullenly and said coldly, "You're not telling the truth!" β
The thief was startled and quickly knelt down, "I, everything I said is true!" That person was really taken away by the people of the Mist Clan! I don't know why he came out again......"
I looked at him coldly, and the thief knelt down in a panic, grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands and bowed his head, and continued: "Please, sir, save my mother!" That's all I know! β
I thought to myself, he said he was going to save his mother, did he steal money to save his mother?
And he appeared here to ask the imam to go to his mother's medical treatment?
But one thing doesn't make sense, if that's the case, then why didn't he go back with him and stay here.
"As long as you are willing to save my mother, I am willing to do anything, I am willing to do anything, please, save her!" His voice was filled with desperation and unwillingness.
I felt a little unbearable in my heart, but for the sake of the overall situation, I had to continue to pretend to be an imam and said coldly: "Your sincerity is not enough!" β
"Not enough?" The thief was surprised, "I've already handed over three thousand gold coins, isn't that enough?" I don't have any money......"
I secretly scolded in my heart: This damn imam, who dares to ask for so much money to save people's lives, is he not afraid of being killed by gold coins?
"I'll ask you!" I turned to look at him faintly and said majestically.
The thief is now asking for help, and the imam has the power of life and death of his mother, so the thief nodded hurriedly and said, "Please speak!" β
"Do you know what the person you stole is related to the people of the Mist Clan?" I asked with a gloomy face and a low voice.
He looked at me visibly with a bit of bewilderment, as if he had answered before.
"You don't have to think too much, you just need to answer my questions honestly!" In order to avoid the gang, I said in a deliberately aggravated tone.
"Yes!" Only then did he answer honestly, "I don't know, but judging by his appearance, he should be of the same race as those Fog Clans!" β
"Is Badis connected to the people of the Mist Clan?" I asked casually.
The thief's face turned pale in an instant, and he hurriedly said, "No! Lord Badis has always been loyal to you! β
Sure enough, it was a gang, and it seemed that Badis was really loyal to this imam, but I still continued to pretend to be very cold and said, "Do you still want to hide it from me?" β
The thief was bloodless for a moment, and said a little decadently: "IβI really don't know! Lord Badis is indeed very interested in that woman named Lian Xin, but he should not betray the great Allah for that woman, and he will not betray you! β
Rub, I scolded in my heart, there is still such a play?
It is said that the ability of the Fog Clan is the innate control of fog, which can only block people's eyes.
But Bardis is a dog driver, hook has a very sensitive nose, anyone in the fog can not escape the dog's nose, and Bardis relies on the dog to attack, he himself does not participate in the attack, so if you put some dogs in the fog, the people of the fog tribe will not attack.
It seems that the existence of the dog rider Bardis is not unreasonable, I am afraid that it is a killer weapon used by the imam to suppress the fog clan.
I looked at the time, and it was almost time to end the conversation.
After figuring out the joints, I still snorted in silence, "You go back and keep staring at Badis for me, warning him not to have an unrelated relationship with that woman." β
The thief replied, a little panicked, "Yes!" My lord! I'll be sure to bring your original words! But he looked around and said, a little embarrassed, "Can I leave then?" β
Come to think of it, it should be the grounding order given to him by the imam before leaving to make him reflect on what he is doing.
I suddenly thought to myself, "You can leave, but I'm going to give you a more important task!" β
"My lord, please speak!" The thief said with a little excitement.
"When I went to treat your mother, I didn't want anyone to disturb me! You go and tell SΓΉ Badis to go to the north of the city to help those Wu people and drive away the foreign Fusang Wu people! β
The thief looked a little unacceptable: "What? My lord? "There doesn't seem to be a connection between the two things.
I couldn't help frowning and yelled angrily, "Do you want me to say it again?" β
The thief suddenly said a little resignedly: "No need, no need!" I'm going to sue SΓΉ Bardis, and I think he'll be more than happy to do it! β
I nodded coldly, "After you finish the mission, come back here and report to me, you can't see your mother until the evening, you know?" β
"This ......"
"Huh?" I pronounced the voice in a heavy nasal voice.
The thief jumped up excitedly: "I'll go, I'll go!" Then he burst out the door.
And I have only the last thirty seconds left in the time of the fish, and it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so hurry up!