The Reincarnated Goblin evolves from swallowing Rimuru

“...... After that, the Goblins and the Tooth Wolf lived together.

Fang Qin explained the cause and effect of the matter of "why there are toothed wolves in the goblin village" and the dwarf old man in detail.

"This way."

"Mike is not a savage beast, it will not hurt people for no reason, please let it in." Fang Qin bowed slightly to the dwarf old man and saluted.

The dwarf old man waved his hand: "Don't say anything if you ask for anything, since it is a partner who shares tribulations with you, I believe it is not the kind of barbaric monster, live in, but its body can only live in the stable, I hope it will not dislike."

"No, I'm sure it won't be disgusted." Fang Qin said with joy when he heard this.

"Well, then I'll go and open the backyard door for it."

After that, the dwarf old man turned and walked towards the backyard.

Fang Qin saw the old man walking towards the backyard, so he prepared to walk towards the outside of the shop and take Mike into the backyard.

"I'll go, I'm familiar with the way." Gobgo volunteered.

"Okay, then I'll go clean up the room..." "

Uh-huh, help me clean up the room too." After saying that, Gobbrother trotted all the way to the outside of the store, with a sly smile on his face.

Fang Qin didn't realize something was wrong at the moment, humming a song and heading towards the backyard...

......

Fang Qin looked at the garbage mountain that was one person tall in front of him and fell into deep thought.

It was the garbage he had just collected from a room.

Most of this garbage is some broken carving crafts, and some broken or open carving tools.

It seems that these vacant rooms have always existed as utility rooms.

Then again, where did Gobgo and Mike go, one of their own rooms was taken out, and they haven't come back yet.

It won't be....

Fang Qin looked at the mountains of garbage, and remembered Brother Gobu's instructions before leaving the shop:

"Help me clean up one too."

Fang Qin came back to her senses, thinking that she had long known what the situation of the vacant room was.

Fang Qin gritted his teeth, good you gobu brother.

Forget it, don't worry about her a girl.

At this time, Locke carried a basket of fragments of materials towards the room that Fang Qin had just cleaned up, and gestured to fall into it along the window.

"Eh! Wait a minute! Seeing this, Fang Qin quickly stopped him.

It was a room that I had managed to clean up.

"Huh?" When Locke heard this, he stopped the movement of his hand.

"I cleaned up this room and lived there." Fang Qin smiled awkwardly and pointed to the garbage mountain on the side.

Locke first looked towards Fang Qin's point, saw the mountain of garbage on the side, and then looked through the window, and indeed the room was spotless.

"Ah, sorry, but it went easy." Locke scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and apologized.

"By the way, do you want me to help you clean up these collected things."

"No," Locke waved his hand, "although these are scrap and defective products, some of these materials can be reused." Saying

that, he took out a carving from the basket that was probably because it had been broken by the knife, and Fang Qin could vaguely see that the carving was a cow.

"Although this piece of beef leg was carved by me, if you look at the piece of beef belly, can it be regarded as a reusable material?"

"Well, that's true." Fang Qin thought for a moment and agreed.

"So we generally don't throw these carved materials, we will wait for the right shape to use them again..."

"Or take them to the little apprentices who are not skilled to practice," the dwarf old man walked out of the studio, "The ox leg carving is ruined, I don't know to reflect on my own craftsmanship, but think that the cow's belly can be used, you, you, you yourself say that you are smart or stupid."

Locke lowered his head in shame.

Fang Qin hurriedly defended Locke: "Locke took the cow sculpture in his hand as an example in order to explain to me why he left these materials, don't blame him."

"Hey, pick up some materials and go back to practice."

When Locke heard this, he quickly dumped the scrap in the basket on the garbage heap, picked up a few relatively large pieces of material from the garbage heap and put them in the basket, and finally walked quickly back to the studio.

"See you laughing." The dwarf old man looked at Locke's back and shook his head, whispering to Fang Qin.

"It can be seen that Locke works very hard, and he will definitely become a good carver in the future."

When the dwarf old man heard this, he looked at Fang Qin with a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

"I hear the head of the chicken nest like it's calling you Fa..."

"Oh yes, Farrell," the old dwarf nodded when he heard this, "I see that you are sophisticated and well-spoken, not at all like a goblin who has just ventured out of the village.

"Yes, maybe it's because after being named, the body has become more and more like a person, and the psychology has become more and more like a person." Fang Qin threw the pot to the name and tried to fool through.

"Is it? Just be. I would like to ask you what you think of the head of the chick's nest. The dwarf old man's tone was flat with a hint of majesty.

"Brother Gobu, a little silly, he always talks and does things but his brain, small things are easy to be impulsive, big things are easy to panic..." Fang Qin picked his fingers and counted the shortcomings of Brother Gobu.

"It seems that you know her well," the dwarf old man nodded in agreement, "Her personality is not suitable for going out on adventures, and it is easy to be sold and help with money." Fang

Qin immediately heard that the dwarf old man was referring to Sang Huai.

But Fang Qin could understand that this showed that the old man really regarded the gobgo brother as his junior, and at this time, out of concern for her, he came to beat himself with words.

"Gobu is my partner, I won't let that happen."

"That couldn't be better." The dwarf old man said as he walked over to the trash heap and picked up a piece of decently sized scraps.

"Give you a gift."

The dwarf old man threw the fragments into the air, and in the process of falling, the dwarf old man first felt two carving knives from his body at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and then Fang Qin only felt that the old man's hands holding the carving knife were illusory, and then the body of the fragments shone with a fine knife light like a net.

After a moment, the knife light disappeared, and the old man held the "complete" fragments with one hand.

Seeing this, Fang Qin showed a puzzled look.

The dwarf old man glanced at Fang Qin with a smile, and lightly tapped the piece of scrap with his other hand.

The debris began to flow down, and the fine dust like quicksand.

Finally, the fine dust flowed out, and only a terrified humanoid statue remained on the old man's hand.

"Take it, a little heart," the old man smiled and handed the statue to Fang Qin, "Alas, it's still old, there are some mistakes in operation, and there is a little flaw on the neck of the statue, I hope you don't mind."

Then the old man said nothing more and turned and walked into the studio.

Fang Qin looked at the statue in his hand and got goosebumps.

Since he hadn't looked in the mirror since his rebirth, Fang Qin didn't know what he looked like now.

But I think that this sculpture should be his own appearance.

The entire statue can not see the traces of the knife and axe, delicate and smooth as if polished, only there is a scratch on the neck of the statue that is not deep or shallow.

It's like being cut open by a sword.

With this sword technique displayed by the dwarf old man, Fang Qin could determine that he could never be an ordinary person.

"Warning?" Fang Qin looked at the statue in his hand and muttered.

At this time, the introduction of the [Great Sage] arrived as scheduled.

[The statue of fine quality is from the hand of the retreating dwarf sword saint Jedar, and there is a trace of sword intent of the dwarf sword saint attached to it, which can be analyzed. ] Fang

Qin looked at the introduction, good guy, this old man is actually a retired sword saint?

Fang Qin suddenly thought of how he was slumped on the ground by Mike before.

How can a little toothed wolf McHedd scare you, Lord Sword Saint?

Well? It is said that the sword intent on the statue can be resolved.

Ha, this is really a gift.