Chapter 581 (1/2)
”Childe, a total of 18 days, should return to you a thousand spirit stone, you take good.”
The young boy in the gray and white clothes immediately presented a thousand spirit stones, and the spirit light was flashing. At the same time, looking at the pile of spirit stones, the greedy in his eyes came out inadvertently, but the greedy eyes were well restrained.
Zhao Jiuge, who was still very respectful, slightly bent down to deliver Zhao Jiuge to the door of the inn. Zhao Jiuge collected the spirit stone into the storage ring, and walked out of the room to welcome the guests. Because he was planning to go to Qingzhou and look for the other part of the eight wasteland sword in the wandemon grottoes, Zhao Jiuge did not notice the gaze of the tavern boy after he went out.
Looking at the endless stream of figures in the street, his ears echoed with noisy figure, Zhao Jiuge hands behind him, leisurely while walking and looking, the mood is so good that he seems to see everything is better.
In the welcome hall, the young boy in a long gray white shirt stood at the door, looking at Zhao Jiuge's back with his head hooked. After he was sure that he was going to leave the city, he quickly ran back to the back of the hall.
There were four or five figures sitting at the back of the hall. On the main seat was a loose silk shirt with gold printing. The figure was a little fat, with a greasy face. His face was full of fat and fat. At the moment, the fat middle-aged man was holding a teapot made of landscape and clay in one hand, savoring the spiritual tea and talking to the people around him.
The middle-aged man was surrounded by several people, all dressed in black. Although there was a smile between the words, it was obvious that when facing the fat middle-aged man, some of them were respectful.
These four men in uniform black strong clothes are all with magic weapons, or flying swords or swords. Their breath is condensed and there is a sense of killing. At first glance, they are the guys who lick blood on the edge of the knife. They are not good people.
When he saw the tavern boy in a long gray shirt came in in in a hurry, with a smile on his face. The eyes of several people around him immediately put on his body, and the fat middle-aged man's face suddenly sank.
”What do you do flustered? I have taught you to calm down when you encounter something.”
On weekdays, facing the boss, the shopkeeper Qian, maybe the young man in the gray white long shirt will be scared to death, just like a mouse seeing a cat. But today, facing the boss Qian, the inn boy is not at all impressed.
”Shopkeeper Qian, the big fat sheep I told you a few days ago is out of town now. Do you want to do something about it?”
The young man, dressed in gray and white, nodded and bowed to the shopkeeper Qian with a flattering smile, just like his grandson, but he couldn't help but not bow his head. After all, he worked under other people's hands to earn so much money every month.