Lu Zongping led the people to continue heading east, walking straight all the way without intending to wander around. Dongsi and the little monster were still sitting on the floating stretcher. This time they did not need to sit on the armrests. They sat in a row, with the stretcher lying sideways following them.
Behind Lu Zongping.
In fact, before he had walked a few steps, he saw a road sign that read - "North: Brack Farm. East: Thermal Area.???: Timmy Village."
Lu Zongping was running directly to the east. Just as he turned around, he turned back. He asked Zhang Si, "Do you know the name of the place where Toriel often goes to buy snails?"
"Ah, you asked the right person. Everyone calls me Mr. Know-It-All."
"So, does Gadget know where Toriel goes to buy groceries?"
"Don't you know? If you don't know, then I don't know either." Dong Si spread his hands. He looked very comfortable now. He put the dirty cotton slippers aside and stuffed his socks inside the slippers. He sat cross-legged and sat cross-legged from time to time.
Rubbing his feet, he looked like a homebody watching a drama at home.
Lu Zongping curled his lips, "I knew you were useless." He remembered where Toriel went to buy groceries. It was the Brake Farm in the north, which specialized in raising snails, but he hesitated whether to go and have a look.
Ask anyone there if they have seen Toriel.
In fact, he also thought about calling Toriel and asking, but that was too unreserved. A tough guy will not miss tenderness... Too good memories will make the sword-wielding hand dull - anyway, it is in the book.
Say so.
Tang Si noticed the boy's awkwardness and took the initiative to interrupt, "Ah, do you want to go to Timi Village for a stroll? I know the way."
Lu Zongping said calmly, "Okay, okay, I've heard of Timmy a long time ago. It must be very interesting there. I've really wanted to see them for a long time. Well, do you think I should bring some gifts to visit Timmy?"
What should we buy?"
The little monster raised his hand and said, "There is a grocery store to the east. It is opened by an old man. He is very kind."
"Listening to what you said, I'm definitely going to pay a visit, but I think the Timmies might like to eat canned snails. Don't you have any money with you?"
The will-o'-the-wisps were flickering in Gangsi's eyes, looking a little weird, "I don't think the Timmies like cans, and there's no need to bring anything to see them, but they do collect scraps over there."
"Do you have money?"
"Why do you think I'm rich? Look, I don't have any meat on my body..."
"But you are a profiteer. A hot dog costs so much. You must have saved a fortune."
Gang Si smiled sarcastically, "How can you say it's stolen money? This is all legitimate trade volume."
Lu Zongping moved his hands up and down, took out a large bag of gold coins, and after shaking them, he found that there were a thousand gold coins as big as a small fingernail. "Let's go to the Black Farm."
"You're not really going to buy Timmy canned snails, are you?"
"No, I plan to buy it for Toriel... One month is coming, and the canned snails in her refrigerator are almost gone."
The little monster could hear the whole thing this time, "Huh? Roar, didn't you say you wanted to buy something for Timmy?"
"Timmy and the others probably don't like to eat snails. Toriel does. I just happen to have some money, so let's go."
Dongsi was so depressed at this time. He didn't get any benefits from his trip, and now he has invested his wealth in it. However, thanks to his skull face, which is naturally smiling, he can't look like he is bitter and resentful, which makes people sad.
After looking at it, I thought he was in a good mood.
Lu Zongping went to the north. This place was a farm run by ghosts. In addition to snails and ghosts, there was also a decadent monster. I heard him muttering that he didn't even have a place to live. He lay in the open air and put his hat on
Once it is placed on the belly, it becomes a quilt.
A ghost with headphones is the only employee here, and he is also his boss, and he is also an old acquaintance. It is Napster. The last time I saw him was in the ruins, he was delivering packages to Toriel.
.
Napster introduced the price of canned snails to Lu Zongping. Lu Zongping asked him to deliver the things to the ruins. It would be best to chat with the old lady inside, saying that there was an old friend who missed her very much.
After saying this, Napster wanted to invite the boy and his group to his home, but Lu Zongping left in a hurry. When he was far away, he slowed down and kept a sullen face all the way.
Say anything else.
Dong Si knew that the boy was awkward and did not make fun of him. The little monster was a little sleepy at this time. It seemed that he was too excited along the way. Just now, when Lu Zongping was discussing business with the ghost, the pace was too slow. The little monster was too slow.
After listening for a while, sleepiness suddenly came over me.
Lu Zongping remembered that the little monster had said that there was a grocery store run by an old man nearby, and he found it indeed. The owner was an old turtle, with a goatee hanging from his chin, and a magnifying glass in one hand held in front of his eyes as reading glasses.
As soon as Lu Zongping entered the store, he trembled, "What a strong murderous aura!"
The old turtle narrowed his eyes and said, "What murderous intent? Little guy, are you here to buy something? I have a lot of useful rags here." His voice was hoarse and low, and he was full of energy. Lu Zongping just felt that the shopkeeper in front of him
There's quite a bit of something.
"Who is your Excellency?"
"Hey, I'm just an old man. Why are young people so polite?"
Lu Zongping leaned on the counter and chatted with the shopkeeper, his posture was like an old escort returning from hunting. Of course, it would have been more interesting if he hadn't stepped on a stool under his feet.
"Mr., you must not have been simple when you were young, right? I can even feel the traces left by the years on your body. If you don't have the mind to bear history, you won't be able to face aging."
The old turtle laughed, "Young man is very good at talking. How do you know these words? It doesn't sound like something a child can understand."
Lu Zongping was embarrassed and said, "I saw it in the book."
"Oh, books are good things. It's rare that you can understand them after reading them."
Lu Zongping was born able to read and write. In his eyes, there is no mystery in words. He only understands them by heart. For him, reading books is a real increase in experience and life experience - of course, works that are too surreal do not count.
The old turtle sighed, "Ah, I'm old, I'm really old. Needless to say, I have no responsibility for history. I can't remember many things clearly."
Lu Zongping comforted him, "For an old man, forgetting is also a virtue."
The shop owner was amused by him again. They were destined to be together, and they felt like each other without even saying a few words.
It turns out that this old man was also a hero back then. He had experienced the ancient war between humans and monsters. He was also known as the Hammer of Justice, and his real name was Gilson. However, Lu Zongping used to call him the Turtle Shopkeeper. The old man usually went to the garbage dump to collect
Inspecting waste products, the store mainly sells these, as well as food products such as sea tea made by him.
Turtle Shopkeeper knows a lot of things, but he can't remember most of them. Memory is a bit like an old tape to him. The music is mixed with the sound of electricity. It works sometimes but sometimes he can remember something. That's it.
.But he also said
For example, the embarrassment of Andaine when she was a child, such as the history of the kingdom and the prophecy of the coming of angels, and for example, Toriel and Asgore were once a deeply affectionate couple - for Lu Zongping, there is no such thing as
