Chapter 2: The Monk of Wine and Meat (Part 3!) Ask for follow-up! )
When leaving the black market.
Xia Yan only had 100,000 alliance coins left on his body.
In addition to buying two tool elves, I also bought a lot of elf food, such as high-level energy cubes, moo milk, etc., and prepared some necessities for cultivating elves.
Of course, other than that, books have always been his passion.
There are many copies of elven knowledge books or data codex that are forbidden or not promoted by the alliance in the black market, and he basically won't miss them.
Finally, there are some basic communication equipment, similar to mobile phones.
There were no accidents on this trip to the black market, and there were no targets by merchants.
Maybe it's because the smell on his body is too strong, or maybe he hasn't completely transformed back from the state of survival in the wild at this time, revealing a solemn and cold aura, others think that he is not an easy character to deal with, and he doesn't do it if he is not sure.
Anyway, when he came out of the passage inside 115 Kaelsa Street, nothing happened.
However, when he came to the shop at 115 Kaelsa Street, he saw the old man in charge of guarding the gate, who was talking to someone.
into the eyes.
When he saw the person who was fighting with the old man, there was a little surprise in his eyes.
It's not because Natsuhiko knows this person, it's just because of his outfit and his demeanor.
Wearing a somewhat messy gray monk's robe, carrying an orange package around his waist, a string of large Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a string of small wood-colored Buddhist beads in his hand, bare on the top of his head.
It is not difficult to see from this dress that the person is a monk.
The little monk, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, blushed on his face, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and the huge earlobes on both sides shook while shaking his head.
From afar, you can faintly smell the faint smell of alcohol.
When he speaks, he has a warm voice with a unique voice and intonation.
Wine and meat monks?
"The little monk's string of Buddha beads is a treasure from the bell tower, which is made of materials that have been blessed by the sacred fire of the divine beast Phoenix King, and it is sold for five hundred yuan, which is really very cheap." The little monk tried his best to sell the Buddhist beads in his hand, looking like he wouldn't leave if you didn't buy me.
The old man is also tough, and he just doesn't buy it.
"Heh, the Divine Beast Phoenix King? I also said that my shoes were blessed by Lokia, the god of the sea, do you want it? Cheaper to sell you 400! ”
"The monks don't speak, but the little monk is telling the truth, how can you compare to your filthy shoes?"
The little monk was not angry, he always looked smiling.
"Monks? Monks are not as drunk as you are. "The old man's beard is blowing up.
He had been arguing with this little monk for almost half an hour, but he couldn't get rid of it.
"You don't understand, this wine is three parts sad and seven points bitter, and what the little monk drinks is not wine, but the suffering of this world." The little monk is colorful.
Xia Yan, who walked by with an expressionless face, couldn't help but pause when he heard the little monk say "three points of sorrow and seven points of suffering".
This little monk is a bit Zen.
But the old man obviously didn't eat this, blew his beard and glared: "Then you say, what are you going to do with the money you sold this Buddha bead?" ”
The little monk closed his palm and erected a Buddha salute in front of him.
"Self-serving tea is more suffering in the world."
Old man: "......."
Xia Yan: "......."
Xia Yan shook his head slightly self-deprecatingly and strode away.
So having said so much, to sum it up, it's just that there is no money to sell Buddha beads for money to buy wine?
I took it for granted...... Xia Yan secretly slandered himself.
After Xia Yan left, the little monk suddenly stopped nagging, slowly turned his head, his squinted eyes opened a little, and looked at the direction Xia Yan left, with a glimmer of light in his pure and bright eyes, as well as a trace of doubt.
"Hey, little monk, what are you looking at?" The old man found that the little monk was distracted in the middle of the quarrel, and couldn't help shouting.
"Oh, it's nothing, the little monk just thinks, that person ...... It stinks. ”
Polite Natsuhiko: You?
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After leaving the black market, Xia Yan didn't walk anymore, but took a taxi.
The goal, Silver Elves Battle Club!
It all started there, and Tom Zooch must have left, but there must be something left behind.
Natsuhiko's idea was simple.
If you have revenge, you will revenge, and if you can't beat it, you will report it every once in a while when you have the strength.
After being teased like a fool by Tom Tunchi for so long, he would not morbidly feel that the other party's strength was too strong, and he just had to suffer obediently.
That's not sanity, that's shaking M.
After paying double for the car, he calmed the taxi driver's complaints, and came to the Silver Elf Battle Club again.
The interior has been restored to its original state, and it seems that it has not been affected by the previous Lotto, and even the huge fish tank in the corner has been repurchased, and the water spirits inside are active in the light that destroys as much as day.
Ignoring the strange stares of people passing by him, he strode to the front desk.
Stopped a step from the front desk.
The light in his eyes under the messy hair flickered and dimmed, and the shadow given to him by the Anna, or Tom Aki, incident, had not completely dissipated.
The reception at the front desk has changed to a different person, with the same tall figure, the same pretty appearance, and the same professional quality, but it is not that taste after all.
Before the busy hazelnut looked up and saw the comer, she smelled a sour smell and couldn't help frowning.
When she looked up and saw Xia Yan who stayed in front of her, her professional quality still allowed her to smooth her wrinkled brows and show a professional smile, but the disgust in her eyes couldn't be erased.
"Sir, what are you .......?"
Xia Yan took out a card and put it on the counter without speaking.
And when Hazelnut saw this card, which represented the identity of the club's intermediate sparring partner, her expression couldn't help but show a little surprise.
"Wait a minute."
With a "drop", some basic information about Xia Yan was displayed on the computer screen.
"Xia Yan ......." Hazelnut silently recited the name in her heart, and the gap between Xia Yan's appearance in the information photo and his appearance at this time is too big.
When I pulled the information to the end and saw that the elf it registered was a unicorn, it was clear in my heart.
With an apologetic expression, he handed the card to the counter with both hands, "Sorry sir, because you have been missing for a month, the club has added a new unicorn trainer as a sparring partner, so ......."
Natsuhiko has been missing for a while.
Silver's Elf Battle Club certainly can't keep this spot empty.
In this regard, Xia Yan is not surprised.
Nodding his head, he said, "It's okay, but I remember that there is a rule in the club that says that when the sparring partner leaves due to many unexpected circumstances such as the evolution of elves, this sparring partner has a chance to challenge another sparring partner, and the winner stays." ”
"That's right." Hazelnut replied.
In this way, she understood what Xia Yan meant.
"So, are you going to challenge the sparring partner of the iron shell chrysalis? Or do you still choose unicorns? ”
In order to keep the job, one elf evolves, and another elf continues the job.
It's all too common.
"Nope." Xia Yan shook his head.
"That's ......"
Xia Yan's eyes flickered.
"Big needle bee."
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The third is offered! I'm going to go to the fourth shift right away-