After thoroughly understanding his power in the suburbs, Sparrow chose to return to the city. She didn't carry any of the stone snakes she had created, but she wasn't afraid of danger as a candidate god's companion, because she had stronger helpers and backups.

Beetles obtained from migratory birds are infused with very powerful powers, not only can they move as freely as real beetles, but they are also surprisingly powerful.

'How can such a light weight have such great strength?'

After the beetle had swept across the woods, the sparrow questioned. She had taken some classes at the girls' home and said that there was a positive correlation between weight and strength, and now she was starting to doubt it.

There was something else that made her suspicious, due to the workmanship of the silver beetle. Originally, she only thought that the best condition of the silver beetle infused with life was that it could walk around the world like a cockroach, but she didn't think that this thing could actually fly, and it had metal wings to flap. The armor outside the wings, and the two pairs of wings as thin as paper under the armor, this kind of thing makes the sparrow question, is the workmanship of the jewelry of the rich so terrifying?

When she got the beetle, she heard the bird say that the other six people's ornaments were all bought by a rich woman and given to everyone, but she was the only one who took them off her body, because the rich woman had bought a gift from one person who had mistaken the number of graduates.

Sparrow has seen some messy jewelry, and the workmanship is at most some carved patterns, which is not a big deal, and she doesn't think it looks good. Now she understands a little and understands the horror of the 'wealth gap'.

"I need money. ”

Sparrows wandered through the streets, exhausted. She looked at the sign of the hotel on the street, and almost saw the soft bed in the room, and she wanted to fall down and sleep well without being disturbed by anyone.

Nothing can be done without money. She now needs a lot of handmade artifacts that can directly give life, like this beetle. She didn't need to buy those things, she just had the chance to touch them. But if you want to get in touch with those, you have to at least have some money to buy a business, and with her current outfit, going to a better hotel will be kicked out as a wanderer.

In addition to breathing life directly into the craft. Sparrows also need to pay for some people to help them collect the stones and pile them into the shape they need. The stone creature seemed to be strong enough to be the kind of helper she needed, and it didn't cost much.

In order to achieve her goal, she decided to go and earn money. Pinching the silver beetle, she went to the bazaar, found the vendor who disguised herself as a timid little maid in words, and stole the ornaments of the master's house and pawned them.

The peddler smacked the sparrows and snorted through his nostrils. He felt that he already knew the origin of this delicately made silver ornament.

"Little girl, according to your situation, I can't give much money, do you understand?"

The hawker wants to test whether the seller knows how to do it, and if she knows that she can't get much money from selling the stolen goods, and is willing to sell it to herself at a low price, then the hawker will pay directly. If she doesn't understand this, she insists on getting more. The peddler didn't mind scaring her with words like 'take you to the garrison', and he could grab it without spending a penny.

The sparrow nodded timidly at the vendor. Shoot the beetle and quickly escape with the two silver coins you get. As for the beetle, almost as soon as the vendor pocketed it, it had already crawled back into the sparrow's feet and stuck to her shoes.

The peddler chuckled as he looked at the sparrow's fleeing back. And to celebrate your good fortune in your heart. He then fumbles in his pocket for the beetle and finds the hole, only to realize that the stupid one is actually himself.

In a similar way, the sparrow wandered around the city for a morning, and exchanged it for a total of ten silver coins in three markets. Except for the first hawker's exaggerated price, the other two were fair. It made the sparrows a little unbearable to cheat them out of their money.

"I'll give you the money when I have the chance. Sorry. ”

She fled, bowed in the direction of the vendors, and went in search of the inn. She was now in a state of high spirits due to excessive fatigue, which was a normal phenomenon brought about by the fact that her brain and body were struggling and she had encountered it a lot before. Whenever this happens, it means that you will be very tired when you wake up the next day.

I found a cheap hotel near the slums, ordered food, sighed in disappointment at the bed, and fell to sleep. The sparrow's long day is over. She needed a good night's sleep undisturbed, but it seemed a little hard to achieve. Just as she was about to fall asleep, a black, shiny bug smaller than a cockroach crawled onto the back of her hand. Because she noticed that her skin was very itchy, the sparrow opened her eyes to see, and she was so frightened that she shook off the disgusting thing, and angrily checked out, and changed to a higher grade hotel—

The stork, who was kidnapped by the street friends in the slums, was very well cared for, and she was initially kept in a wooden house, clean and tidy, with soft beds, and then a lot of useful daily necessities were brought to decorate the room.

After a nap, the stork was woken up, and some strange men escorted her around the corner, and took her to a somewhat dusty mansion, where she stayed in a luxurious room.

There are also mansions in the slums, but there are not many people living in them. The stork heard that Alfalfa bought the house and provided it for himself.

"For me, bought a mansion?" the green stork always felt a little blushing when he thought of Alfalfa's handsome face. "But he's using my money......" Thinking of this, the stork felt that his blush just now was really a bit stupid.

After being restricted to freedom for so long, she didn't think it was a big deal. There were two rows of bookshelves in the room, on which there were many story books, and as soon as she moved in, she immediately flipped through them with great interest. Reading into the evening, I was a little tired, mainly because of the light source.

Instead of lighting a lamp, the stork reads the story in the orange afterglow of the setting sun. In the ** part of the story, the heroine Shepherdess is ready to secretly kill the male protagonist Mr. Knight who saved the village, in order to take revenge on the villagers who brought her suffering, and wants to let the village be

The next bandit attack was ruined.

The person who wrote this story seemed to have a bad taste, and when the knife was about to fall, he suddenly changed the scene and told something else, which made the green stork who had been watching it for a long time in the dark be depressed.

Crunch. The door to the somewhat aged room was pushed open, and Alfalfa walked in.

"Sorry, I knocked on the door, you seem too focused to hear. ”

Alfalfa frowned and looked at the green stork who was reading by the bedside by the moonlight that had just risen, and very casually helped her light the oil lamp and candle to light the room.

"Why don't you use a lamp?"

Blue storks are afraid of spending money. She doesn't want to waste candles and lamp oil because of some of her hobbies. It's a shameful reason, she didn't say it.

"Reading by moonlight is more emotional!!"

The stork seldom recklessly said this sentence, which was quite rare for her.

"It's really eye-wrenching. ”

The stork agrees with this, honestly, "...... Hmm", and then began to rub his eyeballs vigorously. If she hadn't happened to see something fascinating, she wouldn't have worked so hard.

So...... What kind of story fascinates you so much?'

The stork said casually, "Shepherdesss and knights." ”

"Very traditional and. ”

Generally speaking, the emergence of this kind of pairing means that the person who writes the story is no longer bothered to do anything about the plot, and will focus on the creation of characters and the carving of words.

The one that the stork was reading was obviously not like that. The knight and shepherdesss of the hero and heroine are actually in a relationship of killing each other. She looked at Sativa who was there without knowing the story at all, and a sense of superiority came to her.

Alfalfa opened the door of the room again and dragged the dining cart in, "I'm sorry Miss, dinner is a little late, but it's really hearty, I just stole some and it tastes good." ”

The blue stork has said it before. I would like to live here for the simple reason that I wanted. It seems that it is also safe to eat and drink. However, anyone who is forcibly imprisoned will feel uncomfortable, and she is the same, but in the face of this seemingly polite person in front of her, the green stork can't be angry.

"Are you going to stare at me like this?" The room was lit up by a large number of light sources, and the stork couldn't help but be stared at by a pair of eyes, or 'urged'. She could feel it. The man seemed to have something to tell him, and it was after dinner. "Can you say right now that you want me to give you more gold?"

Alfalfa made a very exaggerated gesture of relief when he heard this, and he put his hand on his chest and put on a grateful look. "I'm really glad you were able to say this yourself, I really don't know how to say it......

"Okay, no problem. The stork happily agreed, "During the day I noticed that my wound seemed to heal very quickly. As she spoke, she showed off the palm of the hand that she had fallen and bruised yesterday, and there were no signs of injury on it. "It still hurts, though, and I hope you have sharper needles this time. ”

The stork was well aware of the purpose of the group that had left him, and he was also aware that he could not negotiate terms with them or fight. The only alternative is to provide them with gold and cooperate as much as possible in exchange for a more comfortable environment.

After eating, Alfalfa dragged something in through the door again. It was a large keg, sealed, with only a hole at the top that could be poked in by a finger, and it was corked.

"Uh......" The stork, still savoring the taste of dinner, frowned at the bucket, "Are we really going to do this? I think it's disgusting? What if the blood doesn't fit in?"

Alfalfa shrugged and took out two more small barrels from under the dining table, "I have spare, these three barrels should be enough, and the amount of bleeding before was only as much as a large barrel." ”

The green stork was helpless, her association ability was still very rich, and she already felt that she was afraid that she would encounter a disgusting situation this time.

She turned out to be a needle, gritted her teeth and poked her finger belly for a long time...... Still couldn't puncture. "You can help me......" She was already desperate for her fear of pain.

Alfalfa was quick with his hands and feet, took the little hand of the green stork, poked the tip of the needle very lightly, and then quickly inserted a finger into the bucket.

Soon, there was a rattling sound in the barrel, and blood began to flow out of the fingers.

Regarding the blood that came out of the green stork, she herself always felt that it was not her own blood. She didn't feel anything flowing out of her body at all, let alone such a large weight.

Blood gushed out for a moment. The stork begs Alfalfa for a favor.

"Please get a strip of cloth and hold my fingers. Thank you. ”

Alfalfa thought for half a second, understood what she wanted to do, and immediately took a handkerchief from her pocket and tore it into strips with her teeth, and then tightened the bleeding finger.

They wanted to know if this would make the bleeding less noticeable. The answer soon emerged. No, the sound of water falling into the barrel is not at all small, and it has no effect in the slightest.

"It doesn't look like the blood came out of me. ”

"That's right. Alfalfa nodded, "It seems that the blood in your body is not poisonous." ”

"But what are you going to do with the poisonous blood in this bucket? If you just dump it, it should cause trouble, right?"

"Bury. Alfalfa smiled, "We're going to transport the barrel outside the city, and then dig a hole to get the blood and bugs out." ”

"I already feel the bugs...... "The stork furrowed his eyebrows and face into a rather exaggerated look, "disgusting to the touch." ”

"yes, I can imagine it. It's hard for you. ”

In the bucket, bugs float on top of the blood. The gold appeared at first floating, but soon sank to the bottom. The stork's fingers were stuck in the bucket for a long time, and there were a lot of bugs circling around her fingers, but it was a terrible feeling.

The blue stork was glad that only half a bucket of blood was gone, and pulled its finger out of the hole a moment after the water disappeared. Instead, a cork has been kept to plug the hole.

"Don't move yet. I'll go get you hot water to clean it. Alfalfa said this and shouted out the door. Two middle-aged servants entered with hot water, towels, and basins. When leaving, he pushed the dining cart away and turned the barrel away. Looking at the skill of the person who turned the barrel, one could not help but think that she had worked as a porter in the winery before.

Alfalfa pointed to the novel placed by the windowsill with her chin, "It's a little late, don't bother anymore, you can continue reading that book." ”

The stork nodded. Watch the alfalfa leave her room. Just as the door to her room was shut, she let out an "hey!" to the door.

Crunch, and the door was opened again. "What, is there anything else you need?"

The stork nodded and asked, "The gold." What are you trying to do with it?"

"What is the use of gold?" Alfalfa smiled, "I don't know, but gold is always useful, isn't it?"

Alfalfa left the mansion and personally placed the barrel on the horse-drawn wagon, which was carried away by several young men.

Instead of sending the bucket out of the city, as he had agreed with the stork, he stopped his car near a sewer in the slum.

"Pour it down the drain! Hurry up, we've been spending too much money these two days, and someone should have noticed the windfall. We can't take any risks, and if we are discovered, we will have to live back to those poor days. ”

The two youths nodded, pulled out the cork, and quickly turned the bucket upside down. The blood was quickly emptied, but many of the bugs remained inside, after all, the end of the bucket sank to the bottom when it was poured. They can't stop the liquid from flowing out, but they block the way of the insects.

The bucket was transported to a house, where it was split, and a large number of insects scattered, leaving only yellow gold and some residual blood.

Alfalfa has made very good preparations for this gold. A large vat of clean water was placed in the house, and several people took water with a scoop and poured water on the wooden floor where the gold nuggets were located to wash it, and soon they got clean gold, which was what they longed for and pursued.

One of the sturdy young men bent down and looked greedily at the gold all over the ground, "I am not tired of doing this kind of work a hundred times a day. ”

"A hundred times?" Alfalfa smiled wryly, "that little girl's fingers are going to be poked." ”

"What's that, a small injury the size of a needle's eye, my words are absolutely fine. ”

"You're a man. No, the average man can't compare to you. ”

The young man grinned as he grabbed his head, and then thought of a question.

"When that little girl comes, will she get worms out from under her crotch? ”

Alfalfa and the other looked disgusted, admitting that they were disgusted by this guy's question, but it was really a problem to guard against-

On the second night of arriving at the house of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, Ottis slept on the second floor, followed by Yanni, who was cleaned and had a bandage on her forehead.

Yanni hasn't had anything good with Otis since she came into contact with her. First his hair was pulled like a human being on a dog leash, and then he encountered something like this morning.

In the afternoon, Ottis climbed up the wall of the house to the second floor. She moved fast, and Yanni swore she had definitely experienced what it was like to fly.

After flying and landing. Her clothes and skirts were pulled up a lot at the waist. She hurriedly hid by the closed wooden windows to tidy up, and then saw the aborigines on the second floor......

"That's exactly what everyone guessed. "Ottis slept in an unoccupied room on the second floor, next to Yanni, who looked unhappy and didn't want to sleep on the floor. "Such an uninteresting truth is really terrible. ”

She chatted a little with the girls on the second floor in the afternoon, but she didn't need to talk, just by looking at the clothes of those people, she knew what kind of work these people were doing.

There were about fourteen or fifteen girls on the second floor, about the same age as Otis. When the two climbed over the wall to enter, the first second-floor resident they saw, dressed in clothes that showed their chests and underneath, was sitting on a chair in the hallway staring at the sealed window.

"What a funny outfit. ”

That's what Ottis said at the time, and the girl blushed and screamed. Fortunately, he was covered by Otis in time.

The screams were heard more or less, attracting the other girls in the room. The girls were all dressed in similar attire, though most were covered with sheets or something.

When they saw an outsider entering, they hurriedly dragged Ottis and Yanny into the room, and then mysteriously told them to run away quickly, not to stay here for even a second.

"Why?" said Yanni, a question that had to be asked.

The women, who were dressed in a way that could not be described simply as revealing, said something that was not at all unexpected.

When Ottis first arrived, he heard some rumors in the cafeteria, and soon came up with a guess.

Twenty beautiful young girls were kept in the uninhabited mansion, guarded by guards. There is no need to work, then their use is nothing more than entertaining men.

In addition, the owner of this mansion is the president of the Temple City Chamber of Commerce. It was an old man, and even if he was favored by God, he would not be able to take these girls alone, and that would have killed him. Therefore, Ottis judged that if he was not chosen by the white ape, then it was very likely that he would be toyed with by a group of guests invited by the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

From the mouths of the residents on the second floor, this suspicion was confirmed.

Ottis and Yanni heard a lot of terrible things. Those girls on the second floor were crying very sadly, in fact, they had only been here for two months, and the president of the Chamber of Commerce had been out for two weeks, so they had just taken a little rest. Until then, their lives had been like hell.

They didn't know that Ottis and Yanny were newcomers. They knew that new people were coming, and they had heard about it from the people who delivered the food every day. After the two revealed their identities, the girls on the second floor asked them to escape, trying their best to escape from this courtyard and escape from the city, so that it was possible to have a normal life, instead of being like a dead person like themselves.

"Why don't those people run away?" said Otis, who was sleeping on the bed in his room, pinching his chin, very puzzled by this.

Yanni on the ground couldn't sleep at all, she wasn't used to sleeping on the floor immediately after being beaten in the morning. "How are they going to escape? They don't even have normal clothes. ”

"I don't know if they have any extra clothes like that. ”

"Are you interested?"

Otis replied in the affirmative, "A little." ”

This answer made Yanni sure that this guy was a weirdo. But there's something even weirder to come.

"Now, Yanny. Don't you have any strange impulse when you look at the bare breasts and underneath those people, and hear what happened to them?"

"What are you talking about, sleep!"

"Didn't you say you didn't want to sleep on the floor?"

"Didn't you say you wanted a bed?"

Otis pouted, "It's not a contradiction. After saying that, she scooped up Yanni to the ground casually, fished Yanni directly to her bed, and pulled her like a quilt to cover her body. "Shall we sleep in a bed?" (To be continued......