The boss still has some things to say, and that's not something to say and show off, and it's not worth it. He was just a kid when he heard about rat juice, and that was decades ago, when no one knew what rat juice was, except his gloomy grandfather, who was so old that his skin was wrinkled, that he used to talk about it.

Decades later, the boss heard the word again from someone else's mouth, and it was a young, immature-looking girl.

"Boss, do you have this rat juice here?" the gray-haired man asked tentatively.

The boss didn't answer the question, but threw out another thing, "I have some advice here, old rules." ”

Hearing this, the gray-haired man was stunned for a moment, then touched his chin, looking a little hesitant, but finally took out a few silver coins and put them on the counter, "Please give me a glass of wine." ”

In this small tavern, in addition to drinks and food, the owner will also provide some suggestions for charging, a few silver coins for a glass of bad wine, with a recommendation...... Or rather, intelligence. No one thinks it's a deception, and in the sewers, advice from the boss never deceives people and is valuable - it could be the intelligence of something valuable, or it could be a reminder of death. In any case, a few silver coins can always be exchanged for more money, or more peace, and most people who are familiar with sewers and have a little spare money will not skimp on such a small amount of money.

The boss took out a rough bottle from under the counter and poured a glass of wine for the gray-haired man. The gray-haired man poured the bad wine in one go, and it happened that he was also a little thirsty, and it was not too much of a loss to be bought by the wine.

The boss finished drinking with the gray-haired man, and after a while, he continued: "A suggestion, a reminder, a warning. ”

"Three things?" asked the gray-haired man.

"No, three things are three glasses of wine, there is no such good thing. "Advice, reminders and warnings are all one thing." Which one do you want to hear first?"

The gray-haired man touched his head, the strange and mysterious tone of the boss can sometimes make people scratch their heads, if it is not three things, a glass of wine is one thing, then why make it seem as if there are three things to say? But for regular customers, dealing with the boss This kind of seemingly deceitful place, has long been experienced. Don't be irritated, don't be dissatisfied, just follow his words. "Let's say it in order. He didn't want to ask every time, he just let the boss finish himself.

The boss took the bottle back and looked at the gray-haired man and his companion.

"A piece of advice, don't go near that girl. I've never met her in Rat Path, but she's not much of a rookie, a rookie adventurer. ”

"A reminder, don't go to that girl. She's not a little mouse, not so easy to deceive. ”

"A warning, don't have any bad intentions towards that girl. She smells of anacondas...... She was the serpent, and her scales might be harder and sharper than steel. The boss paused, then continued, "Flabby guys like you will be swallowed whole and digested. ”

The two listened to the boss's words and were speechless. The two of them didn't know how to feel at this point, and if the boss was teasing them, such a thing should be impossible. The boss is not a joker, and the boss will not talk nonsense about this kind of thing that costs money, at least the two have never heard of this kind of thing.

"You're not kidding us, boss...... The gray-haired man was still a little incredulous, not because he didn't believe the boss, but because he remembered Lulunaka's cute face. Lulunaka was dressed plainly, and the gray-haired man noticed that some parts of her clothes were dirty, just like a little mouse. But now the boss says it's a snake, and it's a scary python...... He couldn't help but ask.

"A glass of wine, a suggestion. At this time, the boss said this sentence again, and the gray-haired man, who couldn't hold back his curiosity, took out a few more silver coins and slapped them on the counter. "It's a luxury, and I drink this pungent bad wine as a good wine. ”

After the gray-haired man's companion had finished his drink, the boss continued, "You think it's a little girl, but I have a different opinion about it. There are a lot of uncertainties, but I'm sure she's about the age of my mother. ”

The gray-haired man's mouth opened wide, which made him completely stunned.

The boss didn't speak again. Some things, when it comes to this, are enough, and the rest of the part, when you say it, is to give it to others for free, which is a bit too extravagant for a person who runs a tavern to make a living.

There's some critical, expensive information that the boss will never sell, and it's about himself. This includes his age, origin, and ethnicity. His nose was not cut off, because he didn't have a nose, he was born like this, and his face was not made like a snakeskin because of disease, which was also his natural appearance, and he was like this from childhood to adulthood...... Or a grandfather.

And for the boss, he also has some questions that have not been answered, and maybe no one will answer them for him. Who is the "little girl" who only stayed for a short time and sighed because there was no such thing as mouse juice? He couldn't see through Lulunaka's existence, but he knew only one thing: it might be an ancient being. And such a being is now moving deeper underground......

He felt that this was probably not a good thing, and only hoped that his small shop would not be unfortunate because of this. For him, this little tavern was his home, and if he was to move to live on the ground, he was afraid that he was not very accustomed to the fierce sun, and it was not very good for his skin.

As for Lulunaka at this time, she was continuing to move into the dark depths of the sewers. Although she hadn't drunk the rat juice she hadn't drunk in a long time, she was still in a good mood.

"It's a surprise to see a snake hybrid, I thought there weren't many people left...... Lulunaka walked as she walked, humming a cheerful tune that echoed through the darkness. Talking to herself and humming a little song was because she was alone now, and she didn't even have anyone to accompany her, only the fire on her cane to accompany her, which made her feel a little lonely. If you're lonely, you have to make yourself happy, and if you don't say anything, you can't make yourself happy. The man without a nose she met at the tavern, Lulunaka and Luluna didn't talk much to him, but her eyes were bright and she could see through many things easily. A man with a snake-like face can indeed pretend to be a deformed human in places like rat and sewers, and for the inhabitants of the underworld, the existence of disability and deformity is not something new that can make people just interested and pay more attention. For a snake-man hybrid, this kind of place is indeed very suitable as a place to live, and if it is on the surface, it is rare to encounter some suspicion and unfriendly stares...... And also a resident from the rat path. At the same time, Lulunaka was sure that while she was observing the snake half-breed, she was also observing Lulunaka, and as for how much he saw, it was not a good thing to say, and Lulunaka was not too nervous. There weren't many people with vicious eyes like Barrick, and he could intuitively tell that Lulunaka was different, which was not something that could be done casually. Because Barrick is such an interesting person who can see through some of Lulunaka's disguises at a glance, Lulunaka is happy to deal with him, as for the snake-man hybrid in the sewers...... Maybe you can see if there is fate?

Lulunaka walked through the long passageway, thinking about all kinds of messy things in her head, and her mood did not change in the slightest due to her surroundings, and she remained in a state of smiling at all times. After walking for a while, she left the narrow passage and came into a wider passage. Lulunaka heard more water, and there were thin streams of water passing through the gutters on either side of the ground. The light in the cane seemed fainter in the space that had become larger, and the light diffused and became more faint, except for Lulunaka, who still had a bright light around her, flickering with the flames.

Lulunaka continued walking for a moment, then suddenly slowed down, snorting and a smile blooming on her face, "It's not going to be boring at all." ”

She held the cane in her left hand and put her right hand to her mouth, and shouted forward, "Is there anyone? who can help a poor girl!"

Her voice thundered through the passage, leaving a circle of echoes. After a while, a voice came back, it wasn't Lulunaka's, "Don't shout in a place like this!"

Lulunaka touched her ear, "Hooked." Laughing and trotting forward.