The old witch in a purple cloak looked at the portrait carefully.
There is a short-haired wizard in a red robe with a black cat tail; a long-haired witch in a red robe with a pair of white cat ears in her hair; and a gray dog in the shape of a dog.
It is ferocious and has a hateful appearance. The letters "mew" are marked next to it, which means that this dog can meow.
"stranger?"
The old witch blinked and her eyes fell on the hair color of the two young wizards: "They all have black hair? And they also brought a dog that meows like a cat?"
"Yes. They shouldn't have been in this city for a long time," Zhu Zhu's eyes were fixed on the golden cat's paw protruding from under the old witch's cloak, but she answered the question politely:
"If you could tell us where they went..."
As she spoke, she took out a heavy bag of gold from her arms.
She 'borrowed' this when she just chatted with the dwarf merchant.
The gold was placed on the purple tablecloth, making a heavy sound. The old witch's half-closed eyes suddenly widened, and the cat under the cloak also revealed an apricot-yellow pupil.
"What a pity." The old witch looked at the bag of gold greedily, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not dare to lie in front of the two demons: "I have never seen these people in the portrait."
"Oh." There was not much disappointment in Zhu Zhu's tone, and she didn't expect to find those guys just by asking casually. She picked up the bag of gold again, but unexpectedly, the old witch's skinny claws grabbed a corner of the bag.
"I can provide clues." The old witch licked her lips and glanced at the little banshee eagerly.
Zhu Zhu hesitated for a second, then turned to look at Nikita.
Nikita is still studying that little poem.
But she seemed to notice Zhu Zhu's gaze and nodded slightly.
The little banshee tugged hard and pulled the bag of gold back into her arms, then opened the mouth of the bag, took out a few gold coins from inside, and threw them on the purple tablecloth: "If they are just clues... these are enough."
The old witch was a little disappointed, but she quickly put away the gold coins with her hands and feet, put them one by one to her mouth and bit them.
Not afraid of chipping her teeth, Zhu Zhu looked at the few yellow teeth left in the old witch's shriveled mouth, thinking with malice in her heart, and at the same time, she knocked on the table urgently.
"If you want to find someone, you can't go wrong by asking in the tavern over there." The old witch replied calmly: "But if you want to find someone with black hair, you have to go to Menis Cat.
The tavern'...that's the place where the black-haired people in the whole city are concentrated."
"A pub?" Nikita turned around and pondered for a moment: "Well, I just want to drink some wine."
Unlike her, the little banshee's attention is more easily attracted by the part that suits the little banshee: "Cat Cat Tavern, do you mean there are many cats in that shop?"
"No, there is only one black cat in that store." The wrinkles on the old witch's face stretched out, revealing an elusive smile: "And no one knows whether the cat is alive or dead."
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The figures of the two banshees just disappeared into the crowd.
In front of the fortune-telling stall under a big purple umbrella, several small business owners doing business nearby gathered.
The chubby, bald fried chicken stall owner wearing a white apron asked cautiously: "The two customers just now..."
"They are the legendary monsters, right!" The fruit stall owner with a mustache looked at the old witch with certainty: "Their scarlet eyes? They can scare people to death from a long distance away!
"
"Vampires' eyes are also red..."
"No vampires have ever come to Ursa City, and ghouls are just the same!"
"Have you ever seen such a beautiful ghoul?"
"Shut up!" The old witch slapped her skinny paws heavily on the purple tablecloth, stopping the commotion in front of the booth: "Didn't you see the pattern on the shoulder of the tall witch?"
"Looks like a capital 'M'?"
"That's the sign of Captain Misty, a subordinate of the Siren King." No matter where they are, diviners are the most knowledgeable beings. The old witch easily confirmed the identities of the banshees: "That is a person who is no less than great.
The existence of Lord Bastet.”
"What are the Siren King's men doing in Usa City?" the short jewelry shop proprietress wrung her fingers uneasily: "We don't have the sea here..."
"But we have cats here!" The old witch replied firmly: "Even demons can't resist the charm of these God-chosen creatures... We must report this matter to the temple."
"The wandering caravan is coming!"
"The wandering caravan is coming! Their front group of camels has passed the city gate!"
Newsboys in gray shorts ran from one end of the street to the other, shouting at the same time to convey the latest news to the merchants in the market: "They want colored glass beads, wood carvings made of dead trees, and transparent pebbles."
!There’s a lot of them? There’s going to be a lot to eat!”
The small businessmen gathered in front of the divination stall dispersed in a hurry and quickly returned to their respective stalls, preparing to welcome a large number of customers.
Only the old witch slowly put away the parchment and hard-cover books on the purple tablecloth.
Then she rubbed the narrow-mouthed copper pot with her skinny fingers, looked at the pearly mist ejected from the spout, and murmured: "Bastit, Bastit, Bastet..."
A plump golden figure emerged from under the old witch's robe, and its big, round head rubbed against her leg.
The old witch took out one of the gold coins given to her by the banshee and stuffed it into the small leather pocket on the neck of the golden witch. Then she touched the soft hair on its neck and said, "Go, go, Basti."
My beloved son, tell Great Elder Atal? A strange guest has come to the city..."
The fat cat slipped from the old witch's legs to the ground, and got out from under the table with brisk steps. He just dodged and circled, and then disappeared into the crowded street in the blink of an eye, without a trace.
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"Do we really not need to go back to the temple?" Zheng Qing pushed open a butterfly spring door and looked back at Xiao Xiao: "By the way, how did we get out of the museum just now?"
"Magic." The doctor simply replied: "I have asked all the questions I wanted to ask, so there is no reason to stay there."
"Then why are we here?"
"Because I'm hungry." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and replied with empty eyes, "And this is the nearest place selling food to us."
Noisy voices rushed into the young wizard's ears as the door was pushed open.
The ever-present smell of smoke, the strong aroma of wine and barbecue, and the loud noises of travelers from different places intertwined with each other, creating a fusion of barbarism and civilization with the dim light in the tavern.
atmosphere.
"Welcome to Menis' Cat Tavern!"
The waiter in the store warmly entertained the guests who had just walked into the store: "Here is the most delicious barbecue in Ursa City, the most refreshing wine, and the most mysterious cat!"