"Hahaha, boss, when I was wandering around the market just now, I remembered the melon seeds you were looking for, we haven't collected them yet."

Bori laughed and continued, "I thought to myself, Fang Zheng was idle and was idle, so he went to the temple to pick you up, but before he could leave the market, he heard someone piping wild herbs loudly."

"Why is that idiot businessman just selling this kind of remembrance grass business?" Guan Heng suddenly had a laughing and crying expression on his face. He said: "The Rain Beast said that this remembrance grass is of no use except for grass seeds, and grass seeds are not something that ordinary people can use. In a simple sentence, this thing is comparable to weeds."

"Yes, the businessman was still slapping there, and he said that the weed was a fairy grass that cures all diseases, but the result..."

When Borui said this, he untied a pocket from his waist and opened it in front of Guan Heng. Then he smiled and said, "I only spent one gold coin and bought all the dozens of stocks in his hand. I heard that because of the bastard, he had already taken all the memorials in the abandoned temple. He was such a prodigal son."

"Oh, no matter what, Borui, thanks to your carefulness this time, we have time to travel for nothing." Guan Heng said: "In this way, we can also return to Mrs. Django to meet you."

"What the boss said is, let's go." Borui reached out and pressed his hand on Guan Heng's shoulder, and was about to activate the teleportation spell, but at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the distance: "Uhhhhhh-help! Help!"

Before he finished speaking, a thin young man ran from the direction of the Explorer Market. He ran and looked back, looking in a very incomprehensible manner.

"What happened? It turned out to be him." Borui frowned when he saw the thin bamboo pole. He turned his head and said to Guan Heng: "That guy is the profiteer who sold me to make up for the memories..."

"Puchi--" Hearing the word "prodigal businessman", Guan Heng couldn't hold it in his arms and laughed out loud: "Why do I think the other party can't afford such a great title?"

Just as Guan Heng and Bo Rui were making fun of each other, the thin bamboo pole could run away with their lives. After seeing Bo Rui, he shouted as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "This wise and powerful magician, save me, save my life."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Borui said, then turned his head to the side and ignored the other party. At this time, Shou Zhugan became anxious: "You can't wait to die if you don't help..."

As soon as the boy said this, noisy footsteps rang out from behind, accompanied by a roar of roar: "After grabbing that boy, don't listen to his nonsense and quibble, just chop it into meat paste."

"Uh, my god!" Hearing the angry roar of those people, the thin bamboo pole man was so scared that he almost pissed his pants. He said without saying anything, hid behind Guan Heng, and begged with a sad face: "Master, please do a favor. If I fall into the hands of those people, a mouse falls into the cat's mouth, he will definitely die."

Before Guan Heng could express his opinion, the thin bamboo man hurriedly took out a handful of things and piled them all at Guan Heng's feet. He hurriedly said, "Uncle, this is all the valuable things around me, I'll give them to you. I just want you to save my life. By the way, there is this..."

The man with thin bamboo pole accidentally touched the neck pendant on his neck, pulled it down hard and placed it in the pile of things. He saw that Guan Heng was carrying a dragon-tooth blade on his back, and his eyebrows were extraordinary. He should be a strong man. Now he wanted to ask Guan Heng to save his life.

At this moment, five or six burly men who had chased out of the market also ran to Guan Heng and Bo Rui, and shouted for a strong man: "Get out of here, I'm going to kill that thin bamboo pole."

Hearing this, Guan Heng frowned. He didn't want to care about this kind of idiot business, but the strong man started to spray feces and hurt people as soon as he came up, which immediately made Guan Heng angry.

"Swish!" Guan Heng's body moved suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he moved closer to the strong man, swung his slap, and slapped six big mouths, making the strong man's mouth full of yellow plate teeth squirt.

"Bang!" Borui next to him flew up and kicked the strong man's leg. The boy knelt down on both knees. The other people were so scared that they shivered all over. The smart guy immediately realized that this time he had hit the iron plate.

Seeing those people so scared that they were stunned, Guan Heng calculated his breath at this time, so he waved his hand unhappily: "Get out of here, don't be upset."

"Yes, yes, let's get out of here." Several strong men raised their companions whose mouths were knocked down and ran away like a dog that was struck by a family.

"Get out too." Borui glared at the thin bamboo pole behind Guan Heng was dodging. He said coldly: "You really can cause trouble for people."

Guan Heng turned his head and looked at the man with thin bamboo pole. He saw that the man had thin eyebrows, thin eyes, thin lips, and a pair of wind-catching ears. It was a bit surprising. Guan Heng then looked at the things on the ground. He originally wanted the man with thin bamboo pole to take them away, so he would not be greedy for these tattered ones.

But the sunlight shone on the ground and suddenly flashed, which suddenly caused Guan Heng's idea. It was the pendant that had been pulled from his neck when the thin bamboo pole was in a hurry and threw it onto a booklet with a black book cover.

Guan Heng leaned over and picked up the pendant and the booklet, and opened a page casually. The content of the booklet tells the conditions for the protection of elves to reach a contract with humans and the methods of breeding elves. What is novel is that the figure of the pendant also appeared in the booklet.

After looking at the thin bamboo man, Guan Heng suddenly asked, "Hey, where did you get this booklet?"

The thin bamboo pole man saw Guan Heng asking, and immediately nodded and said, "To be honest, you said, this booklet and the pendant are all treasures passed down from my family..."

Borui next to him saw the thin bamboo pole talking, his eyes rumbling around. Knowing that the boy was not telling the truth, Borui immediately kicked him on the back of the butt: "You fart, it's a lie when you hear it, tell the truth!"

"Ouch! I said, I said."

The man with thin bamboo pole covered his butt and grinned in pain. He said with a sad face: "A while ago, I met an old explorer who used to go to underground mazes. Since he was bitten by monsters in the maze and poisoned and lost his left leg, he borrowed money to drink everywhere. A few days ago, he, after he got drunk, drowned in the swamp. I saw that he was pitiful, and buried him by the way."

Hearing this, Guan Heng glanced at Shou Zhugan with contempt and sneered in a low voice: "Hmph, then the old alcoholic's legacy will fall into your pocket, right?"

——【First update, good morning, everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscription, please give me monthly tickets~\(≧▽≦)/~】——(To be continued.)
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