Dawn of the Grey Tower

　　Leaving Jianqi and Alice to trim, Cheese walked out of the house alone, wandering in a gray robe on the rushing street.

The sun shone on him, and the mage who had reduced all his breath looked like an aimless traveler. He looked at the surrounding streets curiously, without considering which organization they belonged to, or whether the roof would shoot a deadly cold arrow. .

　　His boots step on the floor made of wood and stone. They are very solid and should not collapse.

　　 This kind of feeling is very subtle, and it makes people feel like a world away. It seems that today is his first day to rush, seeing this city for the first time, hearing this city, and feeling this city.

　　 A team of workers passed by the cheese carrying the soil, their sturdy bodies shining brightly in the sun. The gray robe stepped aside, nodded slightly, waiting for their heavy footsteps to leave before moving forward unhurriedly.

　　 The carriage passed behind him and overtook him. The well-dressed coachman looked forward intently. In the open body of the car, a pair of gorgeously dressed women were pointing to the surrounding buildings with a fan lined with feathers.

On the corner of the street in front of 　　, a short, delicately holding a yellow sign made of thin wooden boards, greeted the passing pedestrians to walk into the small shop next to it to rest, and the aroma of cherry pie was wafting from the shop.

　　 Opposite this shop, a man who looked drunk was sitting by the wall, with an empty iron kettle in his hand, looking like a crew member on vacation. Cheese walked slowly past the drunk and helped him lift the hip flask, the whole process did not even attract the other's attention.

　　 He continued to walk forward. In the shadow of the street corner, a slightly exposed girl smiled sweetly at him, and slightly opened the gap in the skirt to show her thin thighs.

　　 Cheese shook his head and did not stop. Behind him, a drunkard's surprised voice came. The empty jug was filled with liquor at some point. In front of him, there is a prosperous tea stall, or milk stall, a few shabby wooden tables, a few chairs that can barely sit down, a few carriages parked on the side of the road, and their coachman is sitting at the tea shop. The stall was drinking ice water mixed with honey.

The owner of the tea stall is a big bald guy with a piece of meat missing from his left cheek. He looks ridiculously wearing an apron.

The coachmen sitting in the tea stall saw the cheese coming and asked him where he was going and whether he needed to hire a car. The cheese gently rejected them, and then used a copper plate from the big man to punch a small bag of cheese and let it settle. After the upper clear water.

While he was waiting for the other party to fetch water, the barking and screaming sounds from far to near, seeing a panicked man chasing the big dog that broke free of his chains, the big dog's target was the meat not far away. shop.

　　 Cheese took his water bag, thanked him, and poured a few drops out of it and flicked it in the direction of the big dog.

　　 The cold water drop accurately hit the big dog's nose, stopping it from running and sneezing a few times. Later, its owner finally caught up, re-holding the pet's chain in his hand, embarrassingly apologized to the pedestrians around him.

　　 When the mage walked over, he happened to face him, but the other party was completely undecided about the reason why the pet stopped suddenly.

　　 It was right to stop the big dog, because the boss of the butcher shop was thicker than the big man selling honey water next door. She was holding a thick wooden stick in her hand, and she was obviously ready to deal with the bad dog.

　　 When the cheese asked her if she had anything to eat while walking, she asked with a strong accent that the pork jerky was not a legitimate teacher's appetite. So there was an extra piece of dark brown jerky with a few pig hairs in the cheese's hands.

The method of 　　 jerky is not the same as that of the grassland. In addition to the salty taste, it also has a bit of spicy taste, which stimulates the mouth and nasal cavity of the gray robe, and makes him also have the urge to sneeze. But the spiciness does enhance the taste of dried meat, making it less difficult to swallow. Suddenly, two dark shadows rushed down from the eaves, trying to **** the food from the mage, but he dodged sideways lightly.

　　 The two little spirits with strange gliding devices on their backs waved their arms and cursed in the air, and then were stared at by the passing wild cats as little birds, and began to flee in a hurry. Cheese shrugged and sympathized with their encounter, but the little spirit had a bad reputation, and there was no need to sympathize too much.

The wall beside 　　 suddenly opened, and the three lizards yawned and walked up the stairs leading to the lower level, completely ignoring the gray robe's gaze. Behind them, the dwarf who was in charge of opening and closing the door just wanted to close the door, but was almost swept down by the big lizard tail.

　　 At the same time, the window above her head opened, and a woman was hanging her washed clothes on the ropes between the eaves. In the grey lion, those ropes were mostly used to hang the lord’s flag.

　　 jerky was eaten one-third, the cheese drank two sips of water to dilute the spicy taste in his mouth, the ice water mixed with the spicy taste was counterproductive, and the taste in his mouth was elevated. The mage who was able to wipe out the natural disasters shed tears from the combination of dried meat and cold water, rubbing his eyes on the street, making the pedestrians think that he was sad about what happened.

　　 Fortunately, the spiciness will eventually dissipate, so the cheese put the remaining jerky in his pocket and decided not to take it anymore.

　　 A crowd gathered in a small square, and there were dancers performing arts. Cheese walked past the crowd and found a familiar figure among the dancers in the square, Lolo.

The dancer who serves Jinling is dancing with a crystal ball as a prop. The crystal ball is rolling on her slender body, from the left hand to the arm across the shoulder, from the back to the right hand, her dance is not happy There is no passion for festivals, but there is a strange sense of beauty in the fast and slow movements.

　　 The dancer's barefoot quickly lifted and fell on the ground. She held the crystal ball high in one hand, and extended her other hand close to the level, rotating along an invisible midline, while the sphere in her hand was always stable.

　　 Luo Luo's movements gradually slowed down, and fierce applause erupted from the crowd. Coins and cheers came toward her, including a large copper coin thrown by the cheese.

　　 The dancer obviously saw the gray robe, the latter just smiled and bowed, and then disappeared into the crowd.

　　 There are poets singing stories that happened in distant and foreign countries, those stories of knights and trolls, kings and heroes. The singing is sometimes high and sometimes tactful.

　　 The singing disappeared when the ground under my feet turned into stone bricks, replaced by the smell of coal burning in the air, and the faint sound of iron strikes. Cheese raised his head and saw the black smoke rising from the blacksmith's shop, here is the iron felt avenue.

　　 Speaking of them, they do still have salutes in the hotel, but that doesn’t need to be dealt with today. The dwarves are known for keeping their promises. Since they have collected their money, at least they will not move their things until the rent expires. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　Thinking about it this way, the mage didn't approach the busy street and turned to the other side to continue his walk.

　　 Footsteps, non-stop. Walking through the streets of different styles, one by one, where different people gathered, he saw prairie people and dwarves bargaining, and dark-skinned people and red-skinned people drinking together.

　　 He even saw people with the same skin color selling stone lion amulets and bamboo toys on the street, but the carver was not Shi Lao's handwriting, but with some ethnic style decorations.

　　 He saw a couple buying gifts together, then he thought of Elsa and bought some silk.

　　 He saw newly dead people being carried out of the house under a white cloth, behind them were doctors and family members, and carrying the corpses were ghouls disguised as humans.

　　 He avoided the running children and greeted the old man basking in the sun. He rested by the fountain and bought a piece of grilled crocodile meat with the lizard.

　　 He remembers every step and every street he has taken, and he can piece them together into a map in his head, so he is not afraid of getting lost at all. He walked all the way into the evening, until the sun was slanting to the west.

　　 "Mr. Cheese, is that you?"

　　Grey Robe stopped, turned his head and saw a somewhat familiar face, Wei Ya.

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