Volume 1 The Red Flag Flying on the Hill XII. Nicholas the Great Fat Sheep

"My lord, my lord, I'm sorry. Ding Xiao looked ashamed: "I'm going to chase back that woman and apologize to you." ”

Ding Xiao, who had just turned around, was kicked by Wang Xiaoqiang and scolded: "Chase your sister, didn't you find out that this is a show of love?"

It's not that Wang Xiaoqiang is cheap, the little cabbage seems to be very fierce, but in fact, the strength is very skillful, and it hits Wang Xiaoqiang's face very lightly, but it has the feeling of being between lovers, and Wang Xiaoqiang also got two silver coins. When these two silver coins were already at the city gates, they didn't have to suffer from this bag.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, this is the daughter of the city lord, Bo Zhi Rouran, otherwise beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth. The people all the way said.

"You don't even think about how a person who is not a status can dare to ride a horse and run in the city, and have guards with him at all times. ”

"Actually, Miss Bo Xiang Rouran seems to be arrogant, and her heart is good, the people around her are not less favored by her, every once in a while she will come out for a run, deliberately knock over the vendor's stall, and then let the guards give compensation, those who sell fruits, but they can be sold by picking up the fruit and continuing to sell, but they have been funded by Miss Bo Rouran, she also wants to help everyone but can't think of a good way. ”

"That time my old lady was sick, Miss Bo Xiang Rouran didn't know how to know from that, and knocked me down with his little white horse, and then the guards gave me two waves of pounds, which was enough for me to earn more than a year, I went back and lay down for a day, and nothing happened The old lady's illness was cured, and we all like Miss Bo Rouran very much, and it is thousands of times better than their nephew. ”

Listening to the gossip comments of the people around him, Wang Xiaoqiang had a new understanding of this little cabbage, pinched his chin and muttered: "That's it, I like it." ”

Then he looked for the location of the trade guild and drove there with Ding Xiao.

In a remote corner in the south of the city, Wang Xiaoqiang saw the Guild of the Trade, which was a stone house without a plaque, and there was a lot of space to push the door into, like a simple bar, sitting all kinds of people, some of them were drinking expensive fruity concoctions, some were drinking cheap wooden barrel beer, they might be troubadours from afar, or mercenaries who mainly earned commissions, or adventurers who traveled alone, and most importantly, there were always some novel topics being talked about here, and the information was fresh enough.

The guild is actually a semi-official for-profit organization, which may pull some official notaries, and then undertake various businesses, such as mercenary hiring, material export and transportation, acquisition of various novelty items, information trading, and finally some cheap alcohol and food.

In short, as long as it is profitable, they run it all.

Wang Xiaoqiang took more than 30 pieces of blood-eyed animal skins and fur for a while and bargained for 200 silver coins, carrying these heavy coins painted with beautiful women, Wang Xiaoqiang was very happy, after all, it was the first pot of gold.

It's just that this stupid guy doesn't know how to get a car of fur anywhere, and he can easily buy about 300 silver coins from a fur buyer, and his unfamiliarity with the business kills people.

Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't stand the smell of stinky feet in the trade guild, so he quickly left with the silver coins in his hand.

Wang Xiaoqiang, who had just gone out, was stopped by a person.

"You're Efake, aren't you?" The man was dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, with a red lotus flower on the chest of the robe, and the four petals were slightly open.

Wang Xiaoqiang looked at this brightly dressed guy, about thirty, with long golden hair draped behind his head, a faint smile on his face, and his right hand stretched out to Wang Xiaoqiang in a friendly manner.

Everything came inexplicably, Wang Xiaoqiang subconsciously poked his hand over before he understood the situation, only to see a flame suddenly appear between the person's hands and hold Wang Xiaoqiang, Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly scolded his mother at a glance, you have been bothering for a long time just to sneak attack me, and immediately shook his hand and punched the man's eye socket, and suddenly the man also had a panda eye, and tears of pain.

Here, Wang Xiaoqiang snorted vigorously.

The man looked at Wang Xiaoqiang dumbfounded, trembling with anger, and the next moment pointed at Wang Xiaoqiang's nose and scolded: "You vulgar barbarian, you dare to beat me." "A flame rose and rolled between his hands, and at the end of the day he was forced to press down, and the magician had a precept that it was forbidden to beat people, because the hands of the magician were used to study arcane and magic and must not be defiled. But I can't use magic to cook the other party's chickens.

"What's wrong with beating you, I'm going to beat you, you came all the way to sneak attack the master? Wang Xiaoqiang pinched his waist and scolded, very unforgiving. In fact, Wang Xiaoqiang also wronged that person, the hand-in-hand between magicians is to test the condensation and thickness of the other party's magic power, so as to guess the strength of the other party.

The blonde-haired purple-robed panda man took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions and thought of his mentor's words, and said respectfully: "Hello, I am Senior Wizard Dumbledore, and I have come to invite Mr. Efalk to come over for a small gathering on the orders of my mentor. ”

"Do you have anything to eat?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked, tidying up the simple coarse linen robe.

"Of course, it's a great way to greet friends with delicious pastries and wine. Dumbledore said respectfully, and the angry flames in his eyes were eager to swallow Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Let's go!" Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Yes, Lord Efalk. Ding Xiaogong said and bent down to let Wang Xiaoqiang step into the ox cart.

In this way, Dumbleder walked in front, and Wang Xiaoqiang and Wang Xiaoqiang followed behind in a car.

"Isn't that Dumbledley a wizard? why does he seem to have been beaten, who the hell is this turtle in an oxcart, so big. ”

"It is estimated that he is a child of that family, see it, the birthmark man next to him may be the legendary knight. ”

Hearing such gossip, Dumbledley only felt a burning pain in his cheeks, and he longed to find a crack in the ground to get into, and then used the brim behind him to hide his handsome face deeply.

Soon, Wang Xiaoqiang and Dumbledore arrived at the Tanse Magic Guild, a large dúlì courtyard, which was very quiet and rarely inhabited, but was planted with various green plants, and the huge gate of the mansion was large enough for two carriages to drive together. Looking at the gilded characters on the door plaque, Wang Xiaoqiang muttered that it must have been painted.

Stepping on the bluestone slabs and cobblestone paved paths all the way, passing by artificial lake rockeries one by one, the soil next to the rockery is planted with some delicate flowers that cannot be named, Wang Xiaoqiang also saw a fat blood-eyed beast lying in the courtyard lazily basking in the sun, but I didn't see a living person, and the people living in this big yard are all senior otaku?

After a long time, Dumbledore pushed open a mahogany door and whispered, "The teacher brought this man, and his name is Efalk from Sark Village." ”

"Let him in. An old voice came from inside the room.

"Please come in Mr. Efalk. Dumbledel raised his hand in a gesture of please. Wang Xiaoqiang dug his nostrils and pushed the door in. Comrade Ding Xiao stood straight like a benchmark, seemingly ignoring the senior magicians around him.

After entering the house, Wang Xiaoqiang looked at an old man who splashed ink, and the walls around him were painted with many unknown patterns, like insects, birds, and beasts, and the old man was wearing a robe like Dumbledley's cut, silver and gray, without any decoration. The old man had long black and white hair and a thick beard on his chin, like Santa Claus.

"Child, do you know magic, who did you learn from?," said the old man, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that I am the head of the Tanthor Magic Guild, the Wizard Nikolai. ”

"I don't know magic, why did the old man call me?" Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"I just felt that there was a magic fluctuation in the direction of the north gate, but I didn't feel what kind of magic element it was, but you don't have a little magic on you, it's really strange. Old man Nikolai pinched his beard and muttered.

"Don't chatter, the master will leave if he has nothing to do, I don't have time to chat with you, but I will talk about good pastries. "Wang Xiaoqiang's taste.

"Dumbledore, get something to eat. Nikolai shouted and asked, "Then what happened to you at the gate?"

"Of course it......'s summoned," Wang Xiaoqiang said proudly, if it weren't for this technique, it is estimated that it would have been stabbed into a hornet's nest at the city gate.

"What do you say summon, you are a space magician?" Old Nikolai looked surprised and muttered, "Are you really a space magician?

Wang Xiaoqiang hit Ha Lu and said, "What Potter? Willy, I don't know." ”

"Can you cast your magic on me, then?" said Old Nikolai with a look of anticipation, only two stars in his eyes.

"Are you sure?" Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the old man and laughed evilly, and had the intention to tease this kind old man, remembering that the wrist system reminded him that the armory could be opened, and 20 cubic meters of alien space that could store dead objects. At this moment, he did not hesitate to choose 2000 contribution to open the armory. A peculiar space emerged from Wang Xiaoqiang's body, boxy like a container without a door. Immediately, Wang Xiaoqiang approached the desk full of papers, picked up the quills and played with it, and the old man Nikolai stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with wide eyes.

"Come!" Wang Xiaoqiang snorted softly, and the quill pen disappeared as soon as he rubbed his fingers, and replaced it in the arsenal in Wang Xiaoqiang's body. "Do you understand, old man?" asked Wang Xiaoqiang proudly.

Nikolai, a magician who had studied the arcane mysteries all his life, was dumbfounded, and his pen was missing without a trace of magic fluctuations. "Yes...... Can you do it again?" Nikolai asked weakly.

"Okay! Wang Xiaoqiang held the case with both hands and shouted, and then disappeared.

"Where have you been?" asked Nikolai?

"Wandering in another dimension, you'll never come back. Wang Xiaoqiang said with a smile, he had already been in his case, although he didn't know what kind of material Lu Dao was. But it feels really good.

"Ah......h The next moment, he grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang's hand and shouted, "Little brother, you will definitely be able to turn him back, right? "Full of hope.

"Ahem, you know that our kind of spell casting hurts the body, and it is very disheartening to want to get it back from the different dimension, and I will be weak for a long time. Wang Xiaoqiang said, raising his right thumb and index finger and middle finger rubbing together.

"Little brother, do you think this is okay, can you help me get those printing papers back?" The old man was about to cry in a hurry, and he also noticed Wang Xiaoqiang's gesture.

"Ahem, you know that even so, I'm very hard, and I really can't help you if I don't have consolation. Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the old man, and muttered in his heart: Why is this product so unreasonable, do you have to open my mouth to care about you, I don't know if I can see through it or not, I am still a good friend.

At that moment, Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his rootless finger and shook it at Nikolai, and Nikolai came to his senses and asked, "Is fifty waves of pounds okay?" Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes stared at him without saying a word, but his heart was overturned, fifty waves of pounds, that is five thousand silver coins.

Nikolai saw that Wang Xiaoqiang didn't speak, and when he didn't meet the other party's needs, he immediately asked, "What about the five hundred pounds?"

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoqiang blinked and looked at Nikolai as if he saw a big fat sheep, and it was roasted. I saw that Nikolai had a pain in his flesh, and gritted his teeth: "Five thousand pounds is already the limit." ”

"Good deal. Wang Xiaoqiang was so happy that he put away the five fingers unhurriedly, and now he can't wait to go up and kiss the old man fiercely, five thousand pounds is five hundred thousand silver coins, wow, yes, it's developed.

Fat sheep, fat sheep, big fat sheep Nikolai, who remembers that this thing is a magister?