Chapter 227 Business Always Makes Money
When David Mo returned to the Lucerne Inn, he found that Leia had not eaten in order to wait for him. The girl stayed alone in the room all afternoon, and in the middle of it also wanted to go out shopping, but she was afraid that the man would suddenly come back and not find her, so she finally suppressed the idea of visiting.
"Sorry...... Keeping you waiting. I originally wanted to tell her that I didn't have to wait for myself, but I don't know why, and the words turned into an apology.
Leia shook her head lightly and said softly, "It's okay, I slept in the afternoon, and I just woke up." She didn't mean to blame, and the hardships she experienced since childhood did not make her mean, but more and more understanding.
A touch of unbearability flashed in David Mo's heart, he had already inquired when he first came, the girl did not leave the door half a step all afternoon, she was at the age of youth and liveliness, and waiting was definitely not an easy thing.
"Let's go, let's go see what good things to eat at this inn. Without piercing her kindness, he changed the subject without a trace and left the room with her.
The dining room is lavishly decorated, with six huge golden chandeliers illuminating every corner of the room. Although the night was already dark, there were still many people gathered here, either whispering or staggering knives and forks, and there was no sign of calm.
The waiter in charge of the reception arranged them to a window position, through the glass window, you can see the huge fountain outside, and under the fountain are placed a dozen small magic lamps, which are extremely colorful.
However, Leia's mind was obviously not on this, and after ordering some casual meals, she put her hands on her cheeks and whispered: "How are things going? Seeing that you have a smile in the corner of your eyes all the time, it shouldn't be too bad." â
I didn't expect the little girl's observation to be so detailed, David Mo nodded with a smile and said, "It's not bad." After all, I got acquainted with a hermit master, so I waited for tomorrow to visit again to see what the results were. â
Hearing him say this, Leia couldn't help but wonder: "Can't you say it today? Who the hell is it, the mystery of the gods feels a little strange." â
David Mo adjusted the tableware in front of him, and said with a slight teasing: "If you give me the answer for the first time, how can you be called a hermit master...... and then he shook his head slightly: "As for the identity, I don't know for the time being, but it seems that it should not be from the Duchy of Lucerne, but it is a bit of a shadow of the Holy Court." â
LÊa placed her hands flat on the table. With a puzzled face, he said, "Holy Court, how could they be in Lucerne? This is the southwest of Orlando." â
Geographically, it is very far away from the Holy See, and the possibility of the presence of the Holy See here is almost non-existent. But David Mo said lightly: "I have also been a little shaken, but looking at their pedantry, it is estimated that there should be no second one besides the Holy Court." â
He felt uncomfortable from the moment he entered the shop, and it felt like he had walked into the Holy Inquisition. But the reality is that it's just an ordinary blacksmith shop.
And he caught a detail, when talking to the middle-aged man, although the other blacksmiths occasionally interjected. But they all seem to be extremely stiff, and it doesn't look like normal communication between people at all.
He wondered why those people were doing the same, and there seemed to be only one answer, that is, they were not blacksmiths, and their identities were secretive. It's a pity that it's too much, and these people are still exposed.
"The pedantry of the Holy See is almost innate, and it is not found in ordinary priests and clergy, only those who have lived in Surompo for a long time...... Although those people cover it up well, the rigidity and indifference in their bones are indelible at all. Finding that the girl was still confused, he took the initiative to explain.
LÊa's face was full of worry. In her education since childhood, the Holy See has been a demonized being. So she couldn't help but persuade: "Then don't go to them again...... These people are demons who eat people and don't spit out bones, and if they do evil to you, they will be bad......"
David Mo couldn't help but shake his head self-deprecatingly, and said with a wry smile: "What capital do I have to make the people of the Holy Court plot...... On the contrary, I really hope that they will make some demands so that they don't be too passive. â
The most helpless thing for people is not to be used, but that they don't even have the value of being used. And he is now full of this helplessness. Because after thinking about it, apart from the hatred of his father, he didn't seem to have much intersection with the Holy Court.
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A gust of autumn breeze blew slightly, and the street outside the royal hunting ground Liuyuan looked particularly bleak, and the blacksmith shop that had been opened all year round diagonally opposite was closed today. It is said that it was the master's family who was inconvenient to get up because of the wind cold, which made many of the servants of Liu Yuan have a joke, and they all laughed at the "madman" prophet for not being able to cure the master's illness.
At this time, on the second floor of the blacksmith's shop, a young man dressed in white was sitting upright on a wooden bench, although there were several eight-foot men standing opposite, his gaze was calm like water, and there was no fluctuation in the slightest.
On a recliner among the big men sat a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, who was the owner of the blacksmith shop called Poole yesterday, and he still looked like a rough man at this time.
He held a slightly old book in his hand, and after swaying for a moment, he finally spoke slowly, "Tell me the purpose of your trip...... After all, not everything I can do is good for help. â
The silence had been going on for nearly ten minutes, and he finally decided to break the silence first. Now that he has been identified by this young man, he has no intention of continuing to hide it. He was not averse to talking to young men who were intelligent and of good moral character.
The young man in white secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the middle-aged man in front of him gave him an inexplicable pressure, and the person who could give him this feeling had only one possibility, that is, he was more advanced than him in cultivation.
He was already convinced in his heart that the middle-aged man in front of him had at least a Holy Light level cultivation, so unless he had to do so, he would not resort to violent means to solve this matter.
"I'm looking for something called Borozha...... Although I knew that it grew on Mount Kilimanjaro, I didn't know exactly where it was, and how to climb the enclosed mountain range was one of the difficulties I was currently facing. His eyes were slightly tinged with a few moments, obviously hoping to get an answer from the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's hand holding the scroll tightened slightly, and after a moment he gently put the book down, stared at the young man and asked, "Do you know how many heroes and heroes have been folded into that Kilimanjaro?
His tone was rather serious, obviously not a simple deterrent, in the eyes of all who knew about the Kilimanjaro Mountains, it was a dangerous and terrifying existence.
However, the young man in white was not afraid at all, he said in a deep voice: "Please also ask the seniors to be fulfilled, my friend is seriously injured, and now he is waiting for Borosa to save his life, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I have to give it a try!"
Poole's face flashed with appreciation, but it was quickly covered up, and he said lightly: "The reason why Mount Kilimanjaro is sealed is because as long as a person with a cultivation level below the fifth level of diamond steps into it, he will immediately be refined into ashes by the coercion inside. Therefore, the first condition for wanting to enter is to cultivate strength. â
Then he looked at the young man in white with interest, as if he wanted to make him retreat. However, he was soon disappointed, because the young man's answer was very simple: "Although I can't reach the realm of my predecessors, I still have a cultivation level of diamond level 5 or above." â
Several big men beside Poole showed incredible expressions, and Hakuri, who had been standing quietly on the far right, exclaimed in a low voice: "How is it possible?!, he looks like he is only twenty years old, even if cultivation can reverse his appearance, but he can't make a person so young!"
Many cultivators with advanced cultivation maintain their middle-aged appearance, because with the improvement of cultivation, they can return their appearance to the appearance of middle age, but at most, they can only return to the appearance of about forty years old, and it is absolutely impossible to let a person return to the appearance of being in their twenties, let alone the appearance of ten ** years old!
Therefore, although it was generally difficult to tell the specific age of the cultivator, almost everyone along the way could tell the approximate age of this young man in white, because his appearance was too young.
Without answering Hacuri's question, the man in white used the nine-layer colorful light dough on his body to dispel everyone's suspicion and distrust, but this made the group even more curious.
So much so that Poole stood up directly from the recliner, looked at him carefully, and said with burning eyes: "How old are you? Could it be that there is really a technique to rejuvenate the face in this world?"
The man in white shook his head and said, "I don't have any rejuvenation techniques in Xia, and I will be twenty years old after I go this winter." â
The reason why he showed his cultivation so bluntly was not without a sense of deterrence, after all, no one wanted to be an enemy with a young man with unlimited potential.
Poole nodded, a smile finally appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "Since you have met this basic condition, then I can tell you unequivocally that I know the entrance to Kilimanjaro, and I am no stranger to the place where Borassa grows......"
When he said this, he suddenly paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "You also know that I am a businessman, and I will not do anything that is not beneficial." No matter how big or small the deal is, I always have something to get, and what do you think I can get from you?"
He closed his shop during the day today, just to wait for the arrival of this young man. Because he had a hunch that maybe a big deal that he hadn't experienced for many years was approaching him step by step!