After a while, the man asked again, "You live here, what do the people around you think of Viali's person?"

"Viali's old wife is terrible. www.biquge.info The little boy snorted in his nose, "I don't know very well, but I heard the adults around me say that this woman has a black heart, and he adopted those children not out of any kindness, but in exchange for money, but how to exchange money, and I don't know much about how to exchange money, anyway, everyone doesn't associate with her, and no one goes to the orphanage on weekdays." ”

The little boy said a bunch of things, all of which were bad comments. The man was noncommittal, and said no more, except for a moment he heard the clatter of the wheels and the boy's direction.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, under the guidance of the little boy, the group still arrived at the destination smoothly.

"This is Viali's orphanage?", the coachman could hardly believe his eyes, and in front of him, a group of unclothed, naked children were playing in the mud, and behind them, several grass houses were crooked, as if they were about to collapse.

Although he had already expected that the environment would not be good, the coachman was still very surprised, "That genius lives in this kind of place?", and was a little puzzled, "There will be a genius in this environment, is it really fake?"

And the man who had been sitting in the carriage finally appeared, and compared to the majestic voice he had made before, the gentleman looked much kinder. The body is slightly chubby, the face is also disc-shaped, and he looks like a group of amiable, a middle-aged man who has been blessed. He took a silver coin out of his pocket and handed it to the boy, "Alright, thank you for showing the way, please stay here for a while, and then you will need to take us out." The offer of a silver coin was also very generous, and the little boy happily agreed.

"Look, sir. The coachman approached him and pointed to the hut.

"The pearl is dusty, and everything still has to be seen in person. As he spoke, the man took the lead towards the grass house.

The inside of the hut was so dark that it was a little hard to see, "Is anyone there?" the coachman shouted, "Are you looking for me?", and a woman suddenly appeared like a ghost, startling both of them.

If there is one word to sum up Ms. Vialli, it is "shriveled". Like a bamboo pole, the woman stood as if she had no blood or muscles, just a whole skin attached to the bone, and because there was no filling, her whole body was wrinkled, and she looked very strange and terrible.

"Are you looking for me?", the woman asked again, her voice like the scraping of her fingernails on an iron plate, snarky and unpleasant, giving goosebumps all over her body.

The coachman was obviously frightened, but the middle-aged man was much calmer, "May I ask if you are Ms. Viali?"

The woman nodded, and her head dangled from her thin shoulders, making people worry that the slender neck would not be able to support it and fall off.

"Good day, Lady Viali, we have come to meet the rumored genius. ", the middle-aged man said straight to the point.

The woman didn't say anything, but spread out her bony right hand and stretched it out in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, took out a silver coin and put it in his hand, but the hand did not take it back, "Not enough." Vialli said.

"It's just a meeting, you woman is too greedy. The coachman behind the middle-aged man shouted angrily, he took a step forward, and shook the tendon flesh on his body rather threateningly, and the thick arms seemed to be able to kill even a cow, not to mention the woman in front of him who seemed to be about to float away by the wind.

Although he knew that a silver coin was really a drop in the bucket for the old man beside him, the coachman still dutifully sang with a black face, but he couldn't let this woman rip off at will, otherwise it would be difficult to talk about the future.

Viali smiled, her shrill laughter making her hair stand on end, her hands still stubbornly extended, her thin arms as straight as javelins. "But the previous ones all paid more money. As she spoke, the fingers of her outstretched right hand spread as far as she could, suggesting that it couldn't be more obvious.

The middle-aged man frowned, but still took out four silver coins and put them in Viali's palm, "Now that I've paid in full, I hope what I see next won't disappoint me." ”

"Of course. Vialli withdrew her hand with a smile, "Follow me." As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the back, chattering as he walked: "Little Fitt will never let you down, I have seen so many children, and I have never seen a child as smart as him." ”

The two men followed her step by step, and after listening to Vialli's words, the middle-aged man interrupted her and said, "Fett?

"Of course, Fette Pandra, that's the child's name. ", replied Viali.

After passing through the previous grass hut, walking a few steps back, turning right into a small grass hut in the corner, the group finally met the legendary genius: Fett Pandra.

A very thin little boy, with flaxen hair draped over his shoulders, he looked unkempt, and his blue eyes were very beautiful, and he looked up at everyone shyly, and quickly lowered his head, in short, a very ordinary-looking child, who could be seen everywhere. Unlike the other children, he wears an old coat on his body, and it is clear that Viallie still values this "tree" cash cow.

The middle-aged man squatted down and tried his best to meet the little boy's eye to eye, "Good day, dear little Fit, I have a question, can you answer me?"

"Answer him, little darling, just like before. Viali interjected, and the little boy glanced at Viali a little fearfully and nodded obediently.

"Good boy, you can feel something, you can't see or smell, but you can feel it. The middle-aged man asked in a harmonious voice, this is a question he had specially asked about how to identify a mage's talent in the Mage Association of Shenghui City.

"Not only can I feel it, but I can also see that some colorful points of light are floating around me. However, the little boy's answer was really much beyond the middle-aged man's expectations, and his face changed in a flash, as if he was drunk, and his round face was full of red.

Although he has been up and down in the business world for many years, he is usually moody, but at this time he has also lost his composure a little, if what Little Fitt said is true, then he will have picked up the treasure.