She Is Not a Witch

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"Wow, is this a swimsuit?"

After a few people first chose the clothes to wear on weekdays and formal occasions, Lily finally found a few swimsuits in the corner.

"Are there only so few?" several people looked at and asked.

The clerk came over and explained: "These are just samples, because there are not many people who buy swimsuits, and they are more private, not suitable for people to try on at will, so there are not many here."

"Which style do you like, I will go to the closet at the back and show it for you to choose, but after the clothes are selected, they can only be bought directly, and returns are not accepted."

"But if there is a problem with the size, I can adjust it for a few people."

She talked about the rules of the shop, and then walked to the back room.

"This is reasonable, and I don't want to wear something other people wear." Letis said, raising her arm and putting her finger on her chin.

After that, the clerk took them out one by one according to the requirements of several eldest ladies, and let them choose.

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After selecting the swimsuits, several people tried them on in the fitting room, and then asked the clerk to adjust the size before leaving with satisfaction.

"Haha, I didn't expect Lorraine to be as shy as that. It's really unexpected." Alena said jokingly, while Lorraine Hill was leaning against Keti and walking at the back of the team.

Huh, as expected, he is still not used to swimsuits, Lorrain Hill's ears are reddish, avoiding the eyes of his companions, and walking slowly.

After the group bought their clothes, it was almost noon. First, they went back to their place to put down their food, ate something, and then sat for a while.

"Where to go this afternoon?"

"Ah~" Ye Ling yawned, saying that he wanted to sleep in the house and didn't want to go anywhere. And Keti seemed to be infected, and a little sleepy.

"I'll stay too." Vimiya said.

The last group of people was divided into three groups, Vimiya, Ye Ling, and Keti rested in the hotel, and the rest went out in the afternoon to continue shopping.

Among them, Letis, Niya, and Bumansha are in a group, and Lorrain Hill, Alina, and Lily are in a group.

"We walked east in one group, and walked west in one group, meeting at the pier by the sea before sunset."

After the agreement was made, the two groups went to different directions on the street.

A sound of music came from the street.

"This seems very interesting." Lily pointed to the four people performing on the street. They played and played special musical instruments, and their clothes were very distinctive, which attracted many passing tourists.

The four of them wore dark burgundy leather skirts. Three of them were topless, with cyan tattoos visible on their arms and chest, and one was wearing a black leather vest with a row of worn copper buckles.

Several people are in good shape and can see some healing scars. At this time, one of them was playing a leather drum, and the other was playing a musical instrument made of black wood, which looked almost like a trumpet. The other was playing the piccolo, while the last one had a peculiar instrument on his shoulders and chest.

The structure of this instrument is very rare. There is a black skin in the middle. Three horn-like tubes are inserted into the skin. The blowing inlet is also a tube inserted into the skin. The four directions are in different directions on the skin. The direction, one front, one side, and one rear, the player blows into one of the tubes, and the finger presses on the tube of one of the horns like a flute tube.

It is worth mentioning that the outside of these three trumpet-shaped pipes seems to be hollowed out from the horns of some kind of animal, and they look like a savage and crude style.

As the black wooden trumpet in the middle blew, several other people began to play, the sound was remote and ancient, like the afterglow of the tribal era, and seemed to be the reindeer wandering in the forest, smart and wild.

"It sounds good, what kind of instrument is this?" Lily asked.

"This seems to be a bone-horn bagpipe." Alina said guessingly. She has followed her father through many places since she was a child, and she seems to have seen it before.

"It should be a characteristic musical instrument in the northern mountains of Verga, where there are groups of people living in the forest and wilderness." After a while, Alina said slowly.

"It seems to be doing publicity." Lorrain Hill looked at the newly opened shop behind them. On the signboard made of logs, the name'Black Forest Musical Instrument' was spliced ​​with wooden strips. The words in it were painted with dark green paint, still a bit moist.

"Let's take a look, I haven't seen this kind of instrument for a long time." Alina suggested slightly excited.

"Yeah." The girl nodded, and the three of them walked into the shop.

After entering the store, a wood-colored landscape is revealed in the field of vision. The wooden tables and chairs, benches, cabinets, musical instruments, shields, ornaments, etc. are dazzling.

The style of this store is really obvious, Lorrain Hill sighed and turned to watch.

There are not many people in the store, basically coming in with curiosity, not many people actually buy. In fact, this is also normal. Although most people like music, very few really can play.

"Boss, boss, do you still have the bone-horn bagpipes outside the store?" Alina turned around and didn't find what she wanted, so she took the initiative to ask.

"Some and some, but the one is bigger and usually not displayed." The bearded boss walked out of the counter with a beer belly, and then took out a wooden box from the side door, revealing a bagpipe packed with straw inside.

"This is interesting." In the surprised gaze of the boss, Alina picked up the large bagpipe in one hand, cleaned the mouth of the playing, and then tried to play it, but it was out of tune.

"Wow, Alina shouldn't blow it anymore, it's too embarrassing." Lily covered her mouth and smiled.

"You need to take care of it." Alina turned her eyes to the gloating good friend, and continued to try to blow it up.

Lorrain Hill slowly squatted down and looked at a musical instrument placed on the counter. The style was very familiar, it was a lyre.

The lyre and the harp have such a deep relationship that they are sometimes mistaken for the same kind. But in fact, there are several styles of harp. Some are played standing upright while sitting on the ground, and some are relatively small, just like a short bow, and can be placed in the arms. And this style is also widely circulated in the memory of girls ~ www.readwn.com~ Whether it is Lyra in the astrology or the famous Harp League in DND, this image is adopted.

So that after coming, the images of the bard and the lyre were bound together and appeared in various games.

She picked it up, flicked it lightly, and the soft and moving music rang.

"This is?" the girl raised up and asked.

"Well, it's a lyre, does this lady want it?" The boss looked at the instrument in Lorrain Hill's hand and replied.

"Yeah." The girl nodded.

After Lorrain Hill picked up an instrument, Lily also found something interesting. It was a short flute, like a whistle, with a light and agile voice.

"How much is it, boss, it's cheaper." After the three selected, Alina began to talk about the price.

"This really can't be cheaper anymore. I only sell one or two pieces every day, and I have to pay for the shop, so I can't save it~" the boss said with a smile.

"Hey... okay." Alina wasn't such a caressing girl, she took out a few gold coins boldly and paid the money.

Next, the group put the musical instruments in this store for the time being, and came back to pick them up, anyway, it was not far from where they lived. Then the three of them continued to walk towards Zexi.

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