Chapter 198: Shopkeeper Er, Strange Talent

It turns out that there is a private seat upstairs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Cheng Ziming secretly thought: Although the elegant seat is clean, it is not interesting to sit alone. It's better to eat and drink in the hall casually, and hurry home is serious.

"Is there still a seat in the hall?" Cheng Ziming looked at the overcrowded hall and asked with a sigh.

"Yes. Guest officer, please. After saying that, the guy turned around and shouted, "One in the northwest hall!"

As soon as the words fell, a half-human-high red-nosed hedgehog jumped out of the hall, only to see the hedgehog with hard thorns, and water droplets hanging on the thorns, dripping straight down. The hedgehog first shook it vigorously, shook off most of the water droplets, and then bowed to Cheng Ziming, and said softly: "Guest officer, please come with me." ā€

Then the hedgehog led the way, and Cheng Ziming followed the hedgehog through the narrow passage between the square tables and walked towards the hall.

The hedgehog walked very slowly, looking cautious, and as he walked, he whispered softly: "Be careful of your feet! Eh! Be careful of my thorns! Don't touch my thorns! I'm sorry for piercing the guest officer!

The hedgehog walked cautiously, stop-and-go. Whenever the hedgehog stopped, Cheng Ziming had to stop and wait for it to resolve the dispute, for fear that he would kick the hedgehog carelessly. As he walked, he thought: I really don't know how this thing got this job.

Walking to the middle of the hall, there were two square tables full of people, and they were close together, and the passage became a little narrow. The hedgehog looked hesitantly, and found that there was no better path to choose, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over.

At this time, the guest at the table on the right didn't know what to say, and a tea guest suddenly "haha" looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing so much that he trembled, laughed directly back, laughed happily and sadly, and leaned on the hedgehog.

"Ahh There was a pause in the noise around him, and Dao Dao's eyes looked at this place with a "swish", and then let out a burst of laughter.

The tea guest who had been pricked by the hedgehog came to his senses, jumped up from his seat in anger, turned around and waved his hand to whip the hedgehog. The hedgehog squeaked in fright, shrunk into a ball, and turned into a ball of thorns.

When the tea guest saw this, he raised his hand, but he didn't hit it, and he didn't have face when he put it down. I want to kick the hedgehog, but I'm afraid of pain. So he angrily picked up a pot of hot tea on the table and poured it on the hedgehog.

The hedgehog was doused with hot water, steaming from head to toe, with water droplets hanging from his whole body, shivering and curling into a ball, and apologizing in a soft voice. There was more laughter around.

The tea guest was still puzzled, bent down and pulled out a few long thorns, until he saw the blood beads at the root of the long thorns, he was in a better mood, and roared at the hedgehog: "Get out!"

The hedgehog cowered and stretched out, and with the steaming water vapor all over his body, he crawled forward and moved forward. There was a lot of laughter all around, and the tea customers who were pricked by the hedgehog were infected and laughed a few times.

Cheng Ziming thought secretly: No wonder it was able to keep its job in the teahouse, it turned out to be playing the role of a clown. Its appearance, at most, offends one guest, but it can make more people amused, and it can be regarded as a special scenery of the teahouse. It's just that I heard that the hedgehog likes to be quiet and is afraid of noise, and it still endures not resigning in this environment, which can be regarded as dedication.

He was about to step to catch up with the hedgehog, when he suddenly heard a complaint from out of nowhere in the midst of a noisy human voice: "Isn't the evil sect?

Cheng Ziming immediately stopped and looked at the source of the sound. I saw four tea guests sitting around a square table not far away. One of them continued: "No! This child was left in his yard and lost! The child was usually very well-behaved, and never ran around. It is for this reason that Lao Wang is relieved to put the child at home and go out to run errands by himself. ā€

Another person answered: "How did I hear that there are special protective formations arranged at the gate and wall of the courtyard, and if the formation is not removed from the inside, people outside will not be able to enter at all." Even if it is a hard break, there will be a lot of movement.

I heard that when the kid was lost, the formation was still running intact. If you want me to say, maybe Lao Wang's kid just looks good, but he actually has a slippery head. Maybe the kid was prepared, and he was looking for an opportunity to run away from home. ā€

"It's hard to say, although the demon capital has a forbidden space formation, it can't fly. But maybe there is a demon clan with a strange talent and supernatural powers that can fly in the air in defiance of the ban? Maybe the bird took the child and ate it?"

"Anyway, this demon has not been very peaceful lately. The Demon Emperor is an old fool, and he is getting more and more signs of dementia. All kinds of good and great achievements, all kinds of poverty and luxury, all kinds of bad things...... Alas. ā€

"What's more!" a tea guest was about to say something more, but was stopped by his companion's eyes. Several people exchanged glances with each other, and then looked in the direction of Cheng Ziming together. Obviously, they were aware that Cheng Ziming was paying attention to their conversation.

Now that it's been discovered, I'm just going to go and ask what happened. Cheng Ziming thought of this, so he walked in the direction of several people. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, the people suddenly became alert, got up and put the rest of the refreshments into the storage space, and then hurriedly slipped away.

Cheng Ziming is still some distance from this table, and in this crowded and noisy hall, even if he squeezes over, he can't catch up with these people. Seeing that the clue that he had finally found was about to be broken again, he couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart.

"Guest!" the hedgehog cried out softly in the distance, waving his claws but not daring to come. The tea man who plucked the thorn was nearby.

Cheng Ziming sighed and decided to continue with the original plan and eat something first. When he squeezed next to the hedgehog, the hedgehog began to complain: "Guest officer, why don't you keep up." With so many people, how bad it would be if they got separated. If it weren't for the fact that the villain suddenly couldn't hear the footsteps of the guest officer, he quickly stopped, but he was afraid that the guest officer would not be able to see the villain in a blink of an eye. ā€

"What?" Cheng Ziming was startled and asked in surprise, "Can you hear my footsteps?"

"yes. The hedgehog replied disapprovingly, as if it were a commonplace, and there was nothing to show off.

"Nonsense!" Cheng Ziming felt it quietly, only to feel that the surroundings were very noisy, even with the ears of immortal cultivators, it was impossible to hear the footsteps. After all, he has cultivated since he was a child, his body is light, his footsteps are very weak, and he walks almost silently.

This hedgehog is either bragging, or lying. Cheng Ziming said unceremoniously: "Don't deceive people." With so much noise and so many distractions outside, can you hear my footsteps?

Even youkai don't want to brag like that!"

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