Guobeng chuckled: "Want to know the code name he reserved for you?"
Gu Sanqiu's eyes lit up: "Tell me about it?"
"Boy."
Gu Sanqiu:?
It doesn't sound like a good word. Is this code name serious?
Guobeng chuckled: "I'm not lying to you. They did come up with this code name. As for the reason, I don't know exactly. Maybe you feel that compared with them, you are still a child?"
Gu Sanqiu argued with reason: "Then why didn't you talk about that guy Dadalia? He was nicknamed a young master for his age. Why is mine not a gentleman but a boy?"
"Gentleman?"
"you?"
Guobeng shook his head: "It's not too similar. Based on the things you did in Dao Wife, it's pretty good that you weren't given the title of 'treacherous sycophant'."
Gu Sanqiu:
I can't talk anymore today.
"In short, if you really join the ranks of fools, maybe this world will be more interesting."
Guobeng said calmly: "Being able to dance freely regardless of the shackles of fate, haha, such an evaluation coming from the mouth of a demon god is so interesting."
"I didn't hear anything 'interesting' from your mouth."
Gu Sanqiu covered his face: "Tongzi, okay, a boy is a boy, at least it can prove that I am younger."
"young."
Guobeng looked at Gu Sanqiu: "Finally, I want to ask you, what did you give to the doctor at that time?"
"His slices include almost all age groups. If it is a normal moment, slices with different personalities will quarrel because of one thing, because they see the world in different ways."
"But there is one problem. They all have the same attitude towards you and consider you a rare and close friend."
"What on earth did you do?"
"Good question, but you might as well ask him directly about this kind of thing."
Gu Sanqiu half-smiled: "What's the benefit of being called a close friend by such a lunatic? Isn't the best way to treat a close friend not to cut him open and study him carefully?"
"It seems that the confidentiality work is done well. If you are interested, ask Dadalia. He has read the letter, but the warrior probably doesn't know what it means."
"I almost forgot to ask you, where is Rosalind? Why haven't I seen that rampant lady recently?"
Guobeng lowered his head and continued to work on the wood: "Something seems to have happened to her. She lived in the West Wind Church for a while, and then took a boat directly back to the Winter Kingdom. She will not go out for work in the short term."
"Thanks, goodbye."
"I won't send it."
After Gu Sanqiu left, Guobeng raised his head and glanced at the direction he left.
"Change, change full of positive meaning, whether it is Dadalia or Rosalind."
"Although I don't know what your abilities are, it doesn't prevent me from detecting what kind of magic you have."
"Moths that flutter into the flame can only perish. This is the fate spoken by the One in Winter himself."
"But now, the moth has turned into a firebird of Nirvana, ha."
Guobeng put his right hand on the wood. When he let go of his hand, the wood had turned into Gu Sanqiu's appearance.
It was a wooden sculpture wearing a black robe, carrying a spear on his back, and with his hands in his pockets.
Different from ordinary wood carvings, this wood carving has three faces.
Indifference, madness, and smile, the three faces became lifelike under the sculptures of the collapse of the country.
Viewed from the front, it's a strange smile.
But if you look at it from the side, no matter which face it is, it is affected by the other two faces, giving people a disgusting feeling that they cannot see the reality.
This is a small carving technique, similar to some carved lines that have a psychedelic effect in areas that prevent outsiders from entering.
"Can you help me find what I want?"
Guobeng collected the wood carvings. This work is the best today and has certain collection value.
If you ever get angry with him, you can dismantle the wood sculpture into pieces in front of him for fun.
"Hey, brother Zhongli, you're here too. Thank you for your support. Thank you for your support."
Gu Sanqiu smiled and saluted Zhongli.
Every time he calls his father "Brother Zhongli" outside, he feels an inexplicable joy.
But I don’t know if what dad feels is happiness or something else.
"You're welcome. It just so happened that the hall master asked me to come here for field work."
I believe you have a ghost. When will that girl be able to control you?
This is a tea shop that combines rest and information gathering. It can be used as a rest area for passing by and as a tourist guide.
The source of inspiration is Dolly. After her sister's health improved, Dolly came to join in on the pretext of "helping her eldest brother solve his problems." It seems that the benefits are good so far.
Scattered customers may not make much money if they want to rest, but if the number of tourists increases, the tea shop can also provide paid versions of travel guides according to different age groups, which is very interesting.
Dolly also specially reached a business agreement with other stall owners to deliver some of the products to her tea stall, and everyone would cooperate in selling them, and she would take a commission from the sales.
The composition of the tea stall is a little complicated, but this approach can also consolidate the position, so that basically no one goes to the rest area set up by the General Affairs Department.
It’s that purple-haired lolita who keeps calling her big brother, which is a bit weird.
Gu Sanqiu glanced at Zhongli's table. There were several steaming teacups on the table, but no one was seated.
"Brother Zhongli, are you sharing the table with others?"
"Well, some friends are here."
ah?
Dad’s friends, and how many of them came?
Gu Sanqiu's expression froze, and then he quietly transmitted the message.
"Father, just tell me, there are several demon gods here."
Zhongli:?
"What are you talking about, kid?"
Gu Sanqiu said: "Your friend, in addition to my good uncle, which country's demon god is here? At least you have to prepare me mentally."
Zhongli glanced at the rebellious son: "Do you really hope that other demon gods will come over?"
"I don't hope at all. It's better to say don't make trouble for me. At least don't make trouble for me at this time."
Zhong Li drank tea calmly: "I am indeed sitting at the same table with others. Miss Dolly's business talent is very good, and she almost couldn't find a seat."
"But, the drunkard poet is indeed here, playing at the archery range not far ahead. It looks like he plans to win all the boss's prizes."
A demon-level guy goes to bully an ordinary boss?
Gu Sanqiu immediately turned around: "I'm going to take a look. I have to let him take it easy."
"By the way, Dad, why didn't the man in black robe come?"
Zhongli sipped tea: "He is in jail."
Ah this.
Isn’t the amount of information today a bit too large? Is it still the same type as Ruo Tuo’s Fulongshu Space, so it’s not easy to get out?
"Watch your steps~"
A drunken voice interrupted Gu Sanqiu's thinking. When he looked up, he happened to see the alcoholic poet holding a bottle of wine, standing in front of the stall and pointing out the country.
Looking at it, it seems that he is teaching archery to the children who are holding children's bows, and reminding them to keep their feet steady.
The devil himself taught me, but it still seemed so unreliable.
And there is another problem.
There was a weird little girl.
Gu Sanqiu narrowed his eyes and instantly distinguished something wrong among the crowd.
The posture is very correct, a standard textbook archery posture, but the eyes are wrong, and you can see a feeling of eagerness to try.
People who practice this posture should not have such eyes, and children with such eyes should not be able to practice such archery postures.
Wendy protects people by pointing out their reputation?
Or is this the "friend" dad calls him?
It’s normal for a big boss to have a childlike version, right?
Gu Sanqiu thought about it, and the little figure who he noticed was wrong showed a playful smile.
It's really interesting that even children observe so carefully.
The first time we met, the child favored by the earth.