Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 754 Final Chapter The Gods Return 43

Wan Chaolin didn't know where he got the confidence to speak with certainty, but since his own palace master said it, he would definitely believe it.

He turned back to look at the tea shop owner: "Shopkeeper, let me have a plate of beef."

The shopkeeper was dressed in coarse clothes, and Ma Li cut two plates of beef with a kitchen knife:

"Your Majesty, please take your time."

Wan Chaolin did not dare to disturb his palace master's thoughts, so he took a plate of beef and went to another table.

The tea shop is located in a remote location, and there are few customers coming and going, so the shop is not big. There are only three tables in total, one for him, one for He Qingsui, and the remaining table actually has a customer sitting there.

The shopkeeper was also happy today and wiped the sand on the counter with a handkerchief:

"My tea shop sometimes doesn't see a single customer for several days. I didn't expect there were three of them today. Guests, please don't leave yet. I'll give you a few more after the steamed buns in the kitchen are cooked."

Wan Chaolin looked at him:

"Shopkeeper, the Tucker Desert is located at the junction of the Rakshasa, Elf, and Human races. If you open a shop here, you should have seen many strange people and strange things?"

"So-so." The shopkeeper was calculating, "I am the only shop in the entire desert. The caravans coming and going have finally crossed the desert, so they will naturally choose to drink tea and eat."

As long as there are people, he will have business. The desert is a little desolate, but no one cares about him. There is no pressure on rent. He faces the loess and bask in the sun alone, listening to the caravans traveling north and south discussing strange rumors.

The days are also happy and comfortable.

The man in black at the next table was eating peanuts in an orderly manner, but kept listening. The shopkeeper took out the freshly baked buns and divided them into three plates.

"But for some reason recently, the Rakshasa people haven't come out much. They haven't seen the caravan for several days."

A hint of sadness flashed across the boss's brows.

"Some time ago, I generously gave a plate of beef to a young human couple, but I didn't expect that I haven't paid back the money yet."

He Qingsui frowned slightly: "Human couple?"

Although it is the junction point of the three races, in fact, because the Rakshasa tribe is too dangerous, the human race rarely sets foot in the Tucker Desert. Even if they do, most of them are in groups of caravans. An ordinary human couple goes to the junction of the three races.

Yes, this thing itself is weird.

"you do not say."

The shopkeeper had been holding it in for several days, and now he finally had someone who could listen to him. He was happy to speak out.

"The young man is so handsome. I have seen so many caravans, but I have never seen such a good-looking person. His little wife is also soft and tender. She is wearing a white dress and looks so beautiful.

Like a fairy."

He Qing pursed his lips: "What is that man wearing?"

"Black robe jacket!"

The shopkeeper answered without thinking.

"I remember clearly, this young man is good-looking, but he is too fierce and not gentle to his wife at all. On such a hot day, he tied the young lady's hands together and refused to untie her even for a drink of water.

What a sin..."

He Qing took out a portrait from his arms: "Look at the two people you mentioned, do they look similar?"

The shopkeeper took a closer look and slapped his thigh: "It's not just similar, it's exactly the same!"

He looked at He Qingsui in shock: "So you guys know each other?"

He Qingsui's expression turned ugly: "...Hmm."

He didn't expect that Feng Zui would treat her so badly.

The shopkeeper couldn't estimate the relationship between these people, and was afraid that He Qing would say bad things about him to Feng Zui:

"Don't be angry. I'm just saying casually. When I delivered the beef, the little lady had a smile on her face. She didn't seem to be having a bad time..."

He Qingsui had a cold face and said nothing.

Wan Chaolin gritted his teeth: "How dare this wind-drunken demon dare to bully Luan'er."

After all, he was his apprentice, so he felt uncomfortable being bullied like this.

The man in black at the next table heard the word "Feng Zui" and finally raised his head and looked at the portrait in He Qing's hand.

The woman in the portrait looks cold, not similar to the gorgeous face in her memory.

He said softly: "Where are the two of you going?"

No one expected that the person who had been silent all this time would actually take the initiative to talk.

Wan Chaolin looked alert: "Is something wrong?"

001 looked enigmatic: "The woman in the portrait looks familiar to me..."

He Qing looked at him sharply.

001 touched his chin and said hesitantly: "It seems to be called Luan..."

After all, he was part of the system. Before traveling to this plane, he glanced at the information. If Quan Jiu traveled through, he would definitely be called Shen Luan.

When he said this, Wan Chaolin's expression also changed: "Do you know Luan'er?"

001: "Well, this girl has customized several weapons in my iron shop. The agreed delivery date has already arrived, but she has not come to pick it up. I am worried about how to contact her."

He Qingsui's eyes did not lose his vigilance: "What weapon?"

001 took out a sharp dagger. Some time ago, he hunted several level 10 monsters in the Sunset Forest. This dagger was one of the weapons refined from the corpses of monsters.

He Qingsui could tell at a glance that this was a spiritual weapon, or that it was made from a precious level 10 grinding beast. It would indeed look like what she wanted.

The guard in his eyes was much lessened: "You hand the dagger to me, and I will hand it over to her for you."

001's expression remained unchanged: "That won't work. Who knows whether you and this girl are friends or foes? If I give you the dagger and you secretly sell it, and the girl comes to me for the goods again, I will look for them when the time comes. Don’t ask anyone to reason with you.”

He Qingsui frowned, saying so many words to an ordinary person had reached his limit, so he was patient.

"She is my master, I will not harm her."

001 smiled carelessly: "You are her son."

Just kidding, it was so hard to find the trace of this little brat. He couldn't let the clues get lost.

"Well, I have nothing to do these two days. If you add ten taels of silver to me, I can go to her with you and hand the things into her hands in person. I will leave immediately."

He Qingsui subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with this person, but he didn't take it to heart. There was nothing more important than finding her right now. The thought of Feng Zui possibly abusing her made him sit on pins and needles, not wanting to wait any longer.

"what ever."

It's not like he can't be beaten.

001: "My name is Mo Wuhen."

"He Qingsui."

The three of them finished their tea and set off directly towards the elves without any extra stop.

………

Feng Zui opened the door to Quanjiu's room, only to find that the room was empty, not even a hair could be seen, let alone a human being.

He looked at the barrier that was still in effect, his brows slightly cold.

Really restless.

After feeling her breath, Feng Zui stopped at the door of a palace. Without knocking, he waved his long sleeve and the door opened to both sides.

Clear laughter like silver bells came from the window.

"He does like to be tough-talking..."

Quan Jiu sat opposite Master Ling, smiling like a flower, with a defenseless look on his face.

(End of chapter)