People in the original god, the innkeeper, oppressing his sister

Now it was Timmy's turn to be at a loss.

When encountering this kind of thing on weekdays, few people pay attention to him, even if they do, they just send him away impatiently.

It was the first time I saw someone who smiled and invited him to eat like this.

"Potato cakes that have just been baked. Fried foods are delicious when they are hot."

Seeing that Timmy didn't respond for a long time, Gu Bai stuffed a piece into his mouth.

Chew.

Ah, what a taste of happiness and guilt.

"me……"

Timmy hung his head, hesitating and unable to speak.

A little boy of this age is exactly at the most awkward age.

Obviously want to eat, but because of a completely non-existent "face".

Upon seeing this, he took out one and handed it over.

"Take it and eat."

"Um...thank you."

Seeing the other party eating in small bites, Gu Bai turned around and leaned against the bridge, looking up at the sky.

No matter where you are, the sky is always the same.

Two people, one big and one small, stood quietly on the bridge.

Timmy swallowed the potato pancake two or three times, and looked at it a few times. The strange adult on the side stopped talking, but looked up at something, and he followed suit, but there was nothing in the sky.

After a long time, Gu Bai came back to his senses.

"According to what you said, the group of pigeons have been scared away more than once."

"Yeah, they are all those hateful adults!"

Timmy pumped his fist, his little face wrinkled together again.

"Little friend, although I'm not a local, but if I remember correctly, the place where you feed the pigeons is just the only way to get in and out of the city."

"But……"

Timmy lowered his head in disbelief, of course he knew this kind of thing.

It may have been unintentional at first, because the rude attitude of those adults made him secretly compete.

I don’t know how many times I’ve heard this kind of words, my ears are almost callused, normally, if the knight guarding the city gate persuaded him like this, he would have covered his ears and ran away.

Just looking at the potato pancakes handed over by the other party, Timmy swallowed and hesitated.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this first, I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

"Timmy."

"Hmm... let's change the subject, Timmy, do you like pigeons?"

"Of course I like it!"

Timmy replied without thinking.

"They're my best friends."

"Well, Timmy thinks, do these pigeons like you?"

"Yes, it should be..."

It was the first time hearing such a question, and Timmy couldn't help being stunned.

"Of course I like it too."

Gu Bai waved his hand, interrupted the other party's words, and gave a decisive answer.

"Otherwise, why do the pigeons always land next to you."

"So, have you ever thought that these pigeons are always scared away because they trust you?"

"Every time I eat or take a break, being interrupted by someone and then flying away in panic, this feeling must not be pleasant."

Speaking of this, Gu Bai patted the other person's shoulder coldly, and the unfinished potato pancake fell to the floor, covered in dust.

"like this."

He shrugged and became serious.

"Since you like them, you should protect them well, instead of yelling angrily when the pigeons fly away."

"Bringing your best friends and strangers mad at you will violate that trust."

After saying this, Gu Bai put a smile back on his face.

"Just chatting casually, don't look heavy."

"By the way, you can take these back and eat."

Putting the bag of potato cakes that still had a lot left in Timmy's arms, he took out his handkerchief and picked up the piece that fell on the ground just now.

"I'm going back first, how do you say that sentence... Oh, may the wind god protect you, little friend, bye."

After walking out a few steps, I heard the other party's voice behind me:

"Uncle, you are a good man!"

Ha ha.

Gu Bai laughed.

Forget it, a good card is a good card.

Children are like this, they always like to dig into the dead end, they have been stubborn about many things for a long time, maybe they just change the way of saying it, and they will suddenly change their minds.

In addition to completing the commission of [Killing the Pigeons on the Bridge] by the way;

On the one hand, it may be the reason for the re-sentencing every day. After making the commission to apologize to Timmy, the other party's life experience made him feel a little sympathetic.

The kid was a bit of a bear, but not to the point of being hopeless.

Leaving him there, not knowing what will happen, today is a matter of peace.

On the other hand, in the past few days of chatting with Sister Grace, I unexpectedly discovered that she is a person who can talk in the church.

Then, think about the qin of the sky in the future, let's first save the country and brush up the favorability.

Whether he can use it or not, let's brush it up first.

Especially this form of "you think I don't know but I know", it is said that the favorability rises the fastest.

As for which of the two is more important, who knows.

……

Back in the city, it was already dark.

Where the clouds overlap, there is a hint of purple, and the light alternates, as if you can see the direction of the wind.

It is obviously not winter, but the days are particularly short, which makes people feel a little tired.

The street lights were on, and he walked on the clean stone road, recalling what happened one after another in his mind.

There is always a feeling of living here for a long time.

I went to the Adventurer's Association to make a commission, and then ran to the Deer Hunter's Restaurant to eat something. Don't look at the gray sky, it's not time for the Knights to eat.

Before leaving, I packed a few more meals, and the request was lower in calories and lighter in taste.

In the end, I chose radish and seasonal vegetable soup, stewed meat with seasonal vegetables in white sauce, satisfying salad, and crispy shrimp and potato bowls, but each serving should not be too much.

Holding the lunch box, he walked up the steps slowly, and when he saw the tall city wall, he always had the urge to climb up.

But in fact, it can't climb up at all.

This is no longer in the game.

The wind blew over, and the corners of his clothes swayed, Gu Bai closed his eyes, stood there for a while, and then walked back.

When I came outside the Knights, I looked up and saw that the lights in a room on the third floor were on.

Of course it wasn't my room.

After greeting several passing knights, he walked up the stairs, and then...

Knock on the door next door.

"Captain Qin..."

Eh!

The silver-haired girl in casual clothes opened the door and was hurriedly arranging her messy short hair, the expression on her face turned into surprise.

"I saw that piece of paper, thank you for your concern."

"However, in addition to thinking about doing something for others, sometimes you should also care about yourself."

Lifting a lunch box in front of him, Gu Bai smiled.

"I just came back from outside. This is specially brought for you to eat."

"Just treat it as...a greeting from neighbors."

……

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(Count number one, two in one)

Wind and Ballad: Chapter 11 A Sword's Journey

Before the story officially begins, there is one more thing that must be mentioned.

This starts from the third day after Gu Bai woke up.

On that day, people finally recalled... Well, it’s time to pass, and people saw a giant dragon flying by outside the city.

It's probably like this -

……

"Wind Blade!"

Accompanied by a tender shout, the invisible wind turned into substance in the palm, and the converging vortex gathered several Qiuqiu people together, splashing flesh and blood, and finally turned them into a handful of ashes.

Although the rubbing is completely a ball, it is indeed called a wind blade.

The wind bomb exploded, destroying the arrow tower in the distance, and a Qiuqiu monster who was aiming fell down screaming, and Ying Shan stepped forward with a knife in his hand.

"As expected of you, you have mastered the power of the wind so quickly."

Seeing the end of the battle, a little guy with white hair jumped out and applauded.

Ying took a breath: "Let's just force it."

The sealed power has only recovered a little bit, and it is still too weak to think of that strange god.

At this time, the sky was already dark, so the two simply stopped at this camp and started cooking.

Simply clean up the battlefield - it won't take too much effort, if you use the power of the elements to kill this group of monsters, their bodies will be turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind.

Only by means of physical attack, such as slashing the vitals with a sword, do the corpses remain.

Although the reason is unknown, for the people in this land, it seems to be common sense that people need to drink water when they are thirsty.

The flame rises, and it is said to be cooking, but it is just to roast the mushrooms on the fire. If it is not really enough of the bitter taste of raw mushrooms, there is actually no need to start a fire.

"Oh, it's mushrooms again, I'm already tired of eating them."

Paimon lay listlessly on the grass: