Chapter 3 The Bad Guest
Early in the morning, Zhou Mo walked out of the bedroom. Uncle Red Bearded and Al Lion Heart were gone, leaving only two empty oak cups on the counter.
After visiting the drunks as usual, Zhou Mo began to clean up the chaotic tavern.
A quarter of an hour after everything became tidy, the roar of the Red Bearded Uncle arrived as scheduled. The lives of the two of them were as accurate as the handmade clocks of the old-fashioned Red Maple brand.
Zhou Mo prepared a cup of "Male at Sea", but he was not able to see the red-bearded uncle coming in for a long time. He couldn't help but look out the window.
The drunkards all over the ground had disappeared. The red-bearded uncle stood not far in front of the tavern, with some bald red hair blowing up, like burning flames.
Not far from Red Beard, at the entrance of Sunset Town, a group of people came to the entrance of Sunset Town. The leaders were middle-aged men wearing big red animal leather cloaks and a copper hat.
There is no need for middle-aged people to follow two teams of 20 capable young men in red brocade thorn pattern robes, all with their waists and knives, with crescent-shaped swords.
Although Zhou Mo had never seen such a dress in red, crescent sword, the experience over the past year gave Zhou Mo the answer.
"The Emperor's Eunuch Division, with a bronze hat, came one of the three master commanders, the Red Brocade Thorn Robe, and was the prince's close guard."
Zhou Mo's brows were beating involuntarily. Last night, the Red Bearded Uncle gave Al Lion Heart a cup of "Life's Life", which is a pass symbolizing the ability to return to the family. This morning, someone from the eunuch who should have been guarding the imperial palace in the imperial capital came. What does this mean?
“The person who comes is not good!”
Four words jumped into Zhou Mo's mind.
Zhou Mo just turned around, then left the counter the next moment and went to his room silently.
The thick black wooden wardrobe was moved lightly by Zhou Mo, revealing the depression of a person on the wooden wall behind.
The sag was obviously caused by man, with traces of small sharp blades on the edge. On the night after Zhou Mo discovered his unique ability, he struggled to dig out the sag with a inferior dagger.
There are many scattered gadgets, pendants, boots, gloves, and almost everything that can be worn on people can be found in the sunken.
The most conspicuous are two weapons, a pair of double swords commonly used by wilderness hunters, and an army-style knight heavy sword.
Zhou Mo quickly put the gadget in the sunken body on his body, fully armed it, and then hesitated on the two weapons for a moment.
"The eunuch commander of the bronze hat is at least a physically pure gold-level life, and even breaks through the physical life level. It is very likely that a mysterious life is. I hope the Red Beard Uncle can handle it."
"Twenty princes close-fitting guards, equipped with Crescent Sword, should be of speed type, at least reaching the physical black iron level. You can't fight hard, you can only save your life."
Zhou Mo picked up the pair of double swords, hid them in his sleeves, and after returning the wardrobe, his body shook, leaving a afterimage on the spot, and the next moment he appeared at the door of the tavern, which was much faster than before.
He leaned against the heavy door post of the tavern and listened to the sound outside.
Zhou Mo heard the sound of the wind blowing the soil, the sound of the owner of the neighbor's cloth shop, and even the sound of snakes, insects, rats and ants rotating underground, all of them were heard in his ears.
Zhou Mo frowned, as if something was missing, and then his face became tense, blessing the most outstanding scout among the wilderness hunter. After the wind-talking technique of the wind-talking Luosa, the sound of a needle falling from the entire Xiyang Town could not be hidden from him. At this time, twenty-two living people were standing outside, but he did not hear even a trace of breathing.
It is not surprising that the red-bearded uncle and the copper hat are incredible, but the twenty young men in the red brocade thorn robe can escape the hearing of Fengshen, which makes Zhou Mo's heart sank.
"If you can't be good today, you may have to escape to the wilderness and take refuge."
Together with this thought, Zhou Mo glanced at the black wooden counter, where there was a backpack with food and water inside, which could be used for adults to survive for ten days.
"Wild Giant, Red Bearded Mackenzie, descendant of the Hill Dwarf Queen, was born with a black iron life. One hundred and seventy years ago, he was exiled by the tribe in the wilderness due to the collapse of the mitral mineral vein. Fifty years ago, he realized a mysterious life. He reached an agreement with the noble veterans, established the Sunset Town and the Wilderness Tavern, possessing inherited weapons, earth hammers, inherited armor, and steel barriers."
The middle-aged man spoke slowly, and he also used the noble eloquent voice that Zhou Mo sounded very difficult. In addition, he had a white face and nonchalant face, and his whole body was so feminine that it was very strong, which was in contrast to that red outfit.
The young man without a middle-aged man spoke first, and the red-bearded uncle's hair fell down. He stretched his body and turned from facing the middle-aged man without a middle-aged man with a copper hat. He said with a thunderous voice:
"Since you know Red Beard, you should know the rules of Red Beard."
There was no need for middle-aged people to have expressionless expressions, and stretched out a hand from the red cloak, stretched out a index finger, and pointed it out twice with gentle and elegant posture.
"Two rules, first, the criminals who carry wanted orders will go and never return; second, the nobles who are exiled to Sunset Town can return to the empire as long as they get their designated prey. I have no objection to the rules of the wilderness giant."
Hearing this, Red Beard hit his chest twice with a fist the size of a wine jar, and raised his beard high, indicating that the middle-aged man was right, and it also declared that this was his Red Beard's territory.
The middle-aged man finally had an expression on his face. He smiled, his smile a little distorted, as if he was very uncomfortable.
"His Royale of the Wilderness Giant guards Sunset Town, and has never been broken by anyone in fifty years. I respect it very much."
There is no need for the middle-aged man to pause and his smile is restrained.
"But don't forget, fifty years ago, which family took you in when you were wandering in the wilderness and was homeless."
As soon as he said this, the hair on the red beard's face exploded with a bang, and he looked like an angry fire lion, roaring like a huge thunder.
"The hill dwarf never forgets his benefactor, and the kindness of the Grand Duke Yingyang McCann? Smaug never forgot about it!"
It seemed very satisfied that the middle-aged man didn't need to have a red beard, and another awkward smile appeared on his face.
"For fifty years, Grand Duke Yingyang never asked you to do anything. Instead, he protected you for fifty years and never allowed a dwarf to enter the scope of Sunset Town. This kind of kindness is worthy!"
The red beard suddenly became a little manic, and there were spots of sparks shooting out from his hair and beard, and there was a faint smell of sulfur in the air.
Without the need for middle-aged people, they seemed to be unaware of it, and they flicked their neat and slender nails, and said in the slow nobleman's voice:
"Al Lion Heart has destroyed the youngest son of the Duke Yingyang, the most beloved youngest son. Now Al Lion Heart has come to your territory. Why don't you take the opportunity to repay the kindness of the Duke Yingyang?"
Zhou Mo frowned when he heard this. He understood the temper of the Red Bearded Uncle. If he really thought what the person opposite said, on the first day after Al Lion Heart arrived in Xichang Town, he would be beaten into a meat paste with his fists. Uncle Red Bearded Uncle has always been revenge for his grudges and has a clear position.
However, the Red Bearded Uncle not only did not take action, but also made Zhou Mo hesitate before the cocktail, but overall hesitated and overall he was just following the procedure, and there was no intentional difficulty in making things difficult.
"There must be a hidden story in this that I don't know."
Zhou Mo frowned and thought hard, and suddenly remembered what the red-bearded uncle muttered yesterday.
"The Lionheart Family, the secret guards of the imperial capital, politics. politics?"
Zhou Mo seemed to have realized that as long as everything in the world is involved in the word "politics", it will become complicated and form a vortex, involving all related and irrelevant things.
Chapter completed!