The cool morning air filled the streets, and the street lamps beside the stone-paved avenue finally closed their eyes after a tiring night's work, and it was a cloudy day, without the early sunshine, and even the diligent businessmen who were engaged in business looked a little listless. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but for the birds out foraging and the vendors rushing to the market, the weather couldn't be better.

On the streets, you can occasionally see vendors driving mule carts to the East End Market, and those mules carry much more weight today than in the past, because today is the last day of the childless month.

The East End market has always been the busiest place in Tinghai Town, but in a town like this, it's just a place to buy food, clothing, tobacco, and other everyday items, although there are occasional exceptions.

Since today is a special day, the quiet of the early morning is even shorter, and the people who emerge from the streets and alleys quickly paint it with another color.

"Let's go!" Sean stepped forward and pounded his son's thick black hair with his large hands, and like most people on the surrounding streets, he also carried a large backpack.

On the last day of the Childless Month, a market will be held on Shell Avenue in the East End, in fact, on the last day of every month. But relatively speaking, this opportunity to only be placed on the tail of the childless month is relatively hasty, after all, this month is only a short 20 days.

It's Wednesday, and at this time, Saza should be on the road to Neville, but because of a special day, the school gave them a day off.

Originally, he didn't like that kind of noisy and chaotic occasions, but due to the injury on his shoulder, he couldn't go to the Nikki Mountains, so he had to follow Laura and Sean to see it.

Almost every household participates in the fair with enthusiasm, even if they buy only ordinary goods that they can buy on a regular basis, although the prices are slightly cheaper. Perhaps for them the bazaar is more of a festival of entertainment, and of course the happiest part of this entertainment is the vendors.

When the family arrived at Shell Avenue, it was still early in the morning, and the market was not crowded with people, but the eager merchants had already set up their stalls and were eagerly waiting there.

If it's just now, at a glance, the whole avenue is still in order. Since this is the chassis of the Chamber of Commerce, it is still arranged by the Chamber of Commerce on top of the preliminary layout. And every vendor who sets up a stall here needs to pay a corresponding price to buy a stall of his own.

However, this deal is quite a bargain for most vendors.

Within a few steps of entering the market, Sean and Laura had already found what they were looking for, a fishmonger with his seafood laid out haphazardly on the ground. Some of the fish are simply kept in wooden barrels filled with water, but more often they are placed directly on top of the seaweed laid on the ground. He seemed confident that he would be able to dispose of his goods in a short period of time.

And indeed, his seafood also makes Laura and Sean quite satisfied, you know, they are quite picky about it. So they got into the most interesting part, bargaining, and of course the fun here is limited to those who know how to live.

Saza couldn't stand such calculations anyway, and for him, efficiency was everything.

And Sean also found out about his son's dissatisfaction, and while his wife was still discussing the broken half of the butterfly fin fish with the vendor, he took out two silver coins and secretly stuffed them into his son: "Happy holidays, young man." Have fun. ”

"Your heart is bigger than the dragon's heart, old Shaun!" said Saza to his father as he held a flower on his face.

"Come on, no one will believe this nonsense. Father laughed.

Putting away the coin, waving his hand, Saza left. Two silver coins, my father's handwriting will always be so wide and wrong!But think about it, this time the owner of the ship counted the messy expenses, and gave him at least 5 gold coins, which is a frugal family3 for nearly a year's expenses. Of course, if you put it in front of the rich, this is just the price of a bottle of fine wine.

Soon, the smell of food attracted Saza, and he headed towards the food stalls. Indeed, in this bazaar, the most attractive thing is the food, can he expect some rare books to be sold here? Even if there were, it was not something he could touch.

It only cost more than 20 copper coins, copper coins, and he had all kinds of delicacies in his hands. Now all you have to do is find a quiet place and get rid of them, and there's nothing more enjoyable than passing the time like this.

And at this time, he also realized that the number of people in the market had increased unconsciously. Suddenly, a hurried shout sounded behind him: "Let Jean, let Jean, let Jean!"

Before he could even do so, he had been cut by a sharp object on his arm, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that it was a young man holding an exaggerated amount of miscellaneous objects, which were inadvertently scratched by the branch of one of the thousand blade trees that should have been among those miscellaneous objects.

When the man realized that he had rowed to Saza, he repeatedly, "I'm sorry buddy, look at my stupidity," he said, and with great difficulty he pulled out a small box and handed it to Saza with great difficulty, "I hope these cool mints will soothe your anger." ”

In fact, Saza's arm was only slightly scratched just now, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but out of politeness, he still accepted the other party's kindness: "It's okay, but I still have to remind you, be careful." ”

"I will!" replied the man, and he continued to carry his miscellaneous belongings as he shouted "Let go" as he struggled forward.

Saza opened the small pale green box in his hand, and the smell of these sugars immediately surged to the tip of his nose, and he could take a few slices after eating.

Finally, after a chaotic crowd of people, he finally reached a side alley, one of the rare alleys that was not used by vendors to hoard goods.

After sorting out his mood, he had just about to start the fish steak in his hand, and he had a strange feeling that he was being targeted by something. When he looked to the left, he almost missed what he was holding and jumped up. A pair of bewildering eyes were watching him in the shadows not far away.

It was only after those eyes moved out of the shadows that he breathed a sigh of relief, 'A false alarm. ’

It was nothing more than a scrawny, languishing bum, his thinning hair stabbed like the wrinkles on his face, and he was looking at Saza with a begging look. He pointed to the fish steak and then to his own mouth, which was closed so repeatedly that he could not make a sound, and he was still dumb, and the poor fellow must have been starving.

With a sigh, Saza handed him the grilled fish steak.

After taking the fish steak, the homeless man bit and devoured it frantically as if he had some deep hatred against it.

Saza, on the other hand, watched the unclothed guy quietly, and for a while he was in no mood to eat. But there was one thing he was very curious about, how did such a helpless and dry homeless man protect the beautiful necklace around his neck?

Soon the homeless man had finished the fish steak, but it seemed that it was not enough, so he looked at Saza again.

Saza was wiping the blood from the wound with his thumb, when suddenly he heard a "bang" of the back of the homeless man's head slamming against the wall, and what was even more strange was that his eyes were full of the fear of seeing a ghost.

At last Saza found that the source of the fear was himself! What was the matter? As he got closer, the homeless man rubbed against the wall in great trepidation, and stretched his hands forward as if trying to push something away, until then he did not even dare to look at Saza, but closed them tightly.

Saza took a few steps back, but this did not alleviate the man's fear, but instead his fear grew, and his mouth wide open to scream.

It's a pity that he couldn't shout out when he knew he was dead. In this way, a life died in the bustling bazaar, but no one noticed it except one witness, because he was mute.

'Oh my God!, what the hell is going on?, are fish cakes poisonous?' Saza's heart was rolling in a huge wave, but his mouth was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound as if he had been infected by a mute, dead man, it was not the first time he had seen it, and he had even killed many people. But such a treacherous way of death made him feel a little creepy.

He stepped forward slowly and stabbed the man's body with his hand, trying to make sure he was really dead. The moment he touched the corpse, his fingertips seemed to be burned by something, and under the reflex of his body, he retracted his hand.

When he looked at the corpse again, all that was left was a pool of dried blood and a bloody stench! What was going on? What had happened? Saza was genuinely frightened this time, and in order to avoid the disgusting smell, he jerked back and slammed into the wall.

The over-tension made him feel a little out of breath, and he put one hand on his chest, hoping that it would make him feel better. The next moment he waited for his eyes to be even bigger, 'What's that?!' and he felt something in his hand.

At some point, there was an extra ring on the tail finger of his right hand, and the ring was no stranger to him, "Isn't this the iron ring on the tramp's necklace just now?"

Damn! What is this?!Saza tried to take off the ring in fear, but when his hand ripped it off, it seemed to melt into his body!

The pedestrians and passers-by outside the alley were as usual with the vendors, calculating the difference in the price of a few copper coins, and the noise, laughter, and shouting of the chaos drilled into his ears like poisonous insects, and he felt that his spirit was like a string that had been pulled to the limit.

Eventually, he stepped into the shadows, his hand reaching for the brand-new dagger at his waist.

"Hey, Saza!" a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"Drink!" Saza took a long breath into his lungs like a freshly recovered drowning man, and exhaled only when he felt the suffocation again.

He didn't know what had happened to him just now, he felt like he had gone crazy. Turning around, he saw a smiling face, "Danny?"

"Are you here to buy something at the market, too?" asked Danny, shaking the paper bag in his hand, his injuries looking almost healed, but he never returned to school. "Did you buy anything?"

Saza glanced at the food he had already left on the ground and shook his head.

"Also, thank you so much for saving me last time. Danny's tone didn't change in the slightest when he talked about what happened last time, as if he had just scratched a little skin that time.

You saved one of my fingers, too. Saza thought to himself, and he did reply with a smile on his lips, "Yes, we are classmates." He replied a little absent-mindedly, and a little immersed in the terrible emotions just now.

Danny didn't notice anything about it, though, "yes," he said, "and you can take that green ...... I gave you at the time Amulet, give it back to me?"

"Oh! of course!" Saza felt that the other party didn't have to ask so carefully, the talisman he had kept in his waist bag all along, just to find a chance to return it. He pulled out the amulet and returned it.

"Thank you. This thank you sounds more like a sigh of relief.

Saza was now desperate to get out of this place, and as he walked outside, he turned back and asked, "How's the injury?"

"Well, it's not a big deal, Dr. Rodman has long said that I can go back to class, but I have something at home, so I have been delayed recently. Danny followed.

"It couldn't be better. At this time, Saza, who could still feel the extra weight on his fingers, was naturally in no mood to walk around here, "Let's do this first, I'll go back first." ”

"I'm just about to leave. "It's too crowded to buy anything, and maybe you'll lose something!" Danny said, "Those filthy thieves from the war school!"

Saza could understand Danny's resentment against the school, so he didn't say much, just listened to him tell him about the dirty things the school students had done in the past.

When they walked out of the bazaar, they happened to see a group of people wearing the uniforms of the war school, one of whom was an acquaintance of Saza. Monchi.

At this time, Danny's cursing mouth refused to stop, but lowered his volume. This forced Saza to interrupt him, pointing to the group that had just passed by and asked, "Do you know where these people are going? Isn't it mandatory for all schools to have a day off today?"

"These people?" said Danny, with an inexplicable smile on his face, "they're going to die, and they have to leave today and travel overnight in order to participate in the trial." ”

"Trials, aren't the trials of the war school also in the Niki Mountains?"

Danny shook his head and waved his hand, "No, no, no, these people are different, they are going to the Silent Wasteland for trial. It takes three days to live in a place where birds don't poop to qualify. Normally, it was just a beautiful dream, and no more than three people came back alive each year who participated in this kind of trial. ”

I see. Saza thought of Monchi's anomaly last night, and he turned back to Danny and said, "My wound was just hit in the bazaar, and it doesn't look good." Tomorrow when you go to school, help me ask Ouya for a few days off. ”

Saza really needs to be away for a few days, and as for that crappy reason, man, please don't take it seriously.