boy and bone

In a quiet corner of the Dolam Palace, the moonlight falls on the dew on the leaves, and the shadow reflected in it seems to be frozen.

Kuris sat alone on a bench in the middle of the courtyard, his slender white fingers resting on the black gilt spine of the book.

The lady passing by him instinctively thought that this gentle and elegant man must be a noble son of some family.In order to create the right atmosphere, she took great pains and deliberately threw her handkerchief in front of him.

Curris smiled faintly. He closed the book, bent down and picked up the square handkerchief and handed it back to the woman.

At the reception banquet just now, many people noticed him, because he had a strange face that was not common in the clan, with red hair and gray eyes. Due to some historical reasons, he inherited this kind of appearance. People in the Westland basically have no relationship with title power for life.

Even if these men had doubts, they only looked at them from a distance, for it would be offensive and offensive to any person who could attend such a grand and noble banquet.Couss has to thank himself for avoiding unnecessary troubles and explanations for his "prestige" that has spread so far.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative, trouble won't find him.

"Thank you." The woman said intentionally, "Huh? You look familiar, I don't seem to have seen you at the previous clan reception, what should you call me?"

Curris smiled and said, "You don't need to care about a privately hired school director of the clan."

"You are humble." The woman politely perfunctory, she rolled the handkerchief back into her palm, feeling a little disappointed.

It turned out to be just a school director, but unfortunately, she has no status and is not worthy of her.

After the woman left, Sanny manipulated his mechanical wheelchair and came to him: "Lord Tanley Burn."

"Young master, you don't need to be so polite outside." After speaking, Kuris stood up, raised his hand, and the scripture in his hand was instantly burned into ashes by a ball of black flames.

"My lord, you..." Sanny was puzzled that the things they had worked so hard to get were burned so easily.

Curris said lightly: "It's useless, there's nothing I want to know in it."

"Besides, this is a fake." Curris shook his head regretfully: "The Ninth Canon is Dong Fei's handwritten original book, and it is also an ancestor holy weapon. It is impossible for me to hold the holy weapon in my hand without any response. "

"Fake? You knew it was fake a long time ago?" Sang Er was surprised.

"Yeah." Curriss swept the ashes of paper into the nearby grass with the toe of his shoe, like treating a pile of garbage, a pile of playthings that he has no interest in.

24 innocent lives were wasted for a thing that he knew was fake... The most disturbing thing is that this person can not change his face...

Thor couldn't show his dissent, couldn't show his dissent in front of this devil.

Sang Er suppressed the coolness gushing from his sweat pores, and said: "Then do we need to continue to track down the whereabouts of the real original scriptures and other holy weapons?"

Curris said: "No, I don't care about those useless things... Although this book is fake, the content of the hand-copied copy is completely rubbed from the original, and the traces of rubbing on it have not been completely Clear, they probably expected that someone would come to snatch the original book, transfer the real book in advance, and leave this fake one... Forget it, I am always easy to be deceived."

"I've already read the content inside, so there's no need to waste time looking for the original version... I was looking in the wrong direction, it wasn't recorded in the original version."

it?

Sanger secretly speculated before that the reason why the devil needed to obtain the original scriptures was because of the holy weapons. The devil needed to get rid of the only things that could hurt him in the world. The mass use of these weapons directly caused the death of the Demon King 200 years ago.But now it seems that compared to the power of the holy weapon, the devil seems to care more about the content recorded in the original scriptures.

What is it?

Sang Er asked cautiously and tentatively: "My lord, aren't you worried that the ancestor Shengwu poses a threat to you and the curse?"

Isn't it the eleven holy weapons that scare the Demon King the most?

"All the abilities of the eleven holy weapons can only destroy my body, just like what they did before. They did hurt me, but they didn't understand the nature of the curse, they didn't understand my nature, so they all Can't really destroy me..." Kuris slowly turned behind Sanny, he put on the handle of the wheelchair, and his friendly voice was mixed with an abyss-like deep voice: "No.12 Ancestor Shengwu, do you know? "

Thor shook his head.

There was a smile in the tone of Curris behind him: "That's the only thing that can kill me completely."

Sang Er was startled, but secretly kept these words in his heart.

Curris's breath suddenly approached his ear, and he only heard: "However, you don't have to worry about it, it is fragile and gentle, it will break when you touch it, and it will never really hurt me."

Thor thought over the contradictory words over and over, and he sensed a warning from it. The Demon King was reminding him not to act rashly.

However, Sang Er secretly kept it in his heart, and the No. 12 holy weapons that were never known to anyone were likely to be the most effective tool to deal with the devil.

"Speaking of which, Thor, have you found the group of black market dealers who stole my stuff?" Kuris asked.

"Yes, my lord, we have found it."

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Yuexi carried her wet skirt and sneaked back to a spacious temporary dormitory arranged for the Guilanzhi clan in the Dolam Palace. Taking advantage of the time for bedtime, he returned to his own room lightly. Room.

As soon as he returned to the room, he immediately threw away the pair of expensive high-heeled sandals, quickly took off the long skirt wrapped around his waist, and while pulling up his wet hair, he walked towards the desk in front of the window. A black leather bronzing book was quietly spread out, with the word 'Jiaojing' stamped on it in Donglu's characters.

Yuexi glanced at the time on the clock, he cleaned himself up briefly, put on a short shirt, jacket, trousers, and a pair of short boots for easy movement, he hid his curled hair in the hood of his coat Under the robe, he hurriedly took the original book and hid it in the hidden pocket on the inside of the coat. After everything was settled, he sneaked out of the room with an energetic appearance.

Unfortunately, what he tried to hide was discovered by Man who was about to sneak out of the palace at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Man, who was also dressed in nocturnal clothes, was first puzzled, then secretly happy.He would like to see what kind of tricks his black-hearted sister, who was inherited from his father, is playing behind the scenes?

Thinking of this, he temporarily put his purpose of sneaking out of the palace behind him, and concentrated on his stalking business.

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In the Finke post house, Gray, who was finally not perched on the top of the tree and slept on the hard bark, was lying on the high-grade soft bed in the post house, but he couldn't sleep anyway.

This kind of soft and comfortable bed made him unable to help flashing memories of his former home in his mind.

Gray sat up from the bed, there was the sound of water in the bathroom, and the ferret was taking a bath in it. He thought about it, counted the floor tiles with his feet for a long time in the room, and finally decided to leave a note on the table, and then he He opened a door and wandered out.

On the street, Grai wandered among the crowd, and the ferret told him that this was the old capital. As for the old law, Grai didn't know it anyway.However, when he entered the old royal capital, he saw a familiar statue standing on a certain street from the carriage. After questioning, he found that it was really the statue of the 'old man', the one who ordered him to be burned to death. The Tiqi royal family has now become a symbol of glory and glory.

Gray considers himself a very vengeful villain. Even though 200 years have passed, even if the 'bitch' is dead, seeing that face makes him feel bad, and he has to find a place to piss him off. resentment.

Gray went back to the street with the statue by memory.The base of the statue is full of flower baskets, garlands and fruits. Occasionally, passers-by will bow to the statue. The appearance of such respect and worship makes Grai roll his eyes.

Gray really wanted to rush up now and smash that sanctimonious statue to pieces.

Regardless of whether the realistic and feasible conditions are sufficient or not, just now there are always people passing by around the statue, and there is even a man in a priest's uniform standing directly next to the statue, as if waiting for someone... It seems that he has to wait until the dead of night Only then can we start...

Gray held back the resentment in his heart, wandered around the statue, waiting for the opportunity, and at the same time looked for a sharp weapon around so that he could smash the pile of stones.

Just at this time, a swill truck passed by and stopped behind the door of a similar restaurant. Gray had a sinister thought for a moment, and when he was overjoyed by it, he couldn't help but approached the direction of the swill truck step by step Suddenly, someone stopped him: "Hey! Kid! Lift your feet!"

Although Gray couldn't understand, the thick and urgent voice was enough to catch his attention.

Gray lowered his head, and he realized that he only paid attention to the swill truck in front of him, but he didn't notice that his feet had stepped on a piece of white cloth spread on the floor tiles, and his black half footprints were printed on the white cloth. corner.

Stacks of books with colorful covers are placed on the white cloth, it turns out that this place is a bookstall.

Although there is a language barrier, the writing 200 years ago has not changed significantly compared to the current writing. Most of them have a few more letters or a few fewer letters. Those who know each other can almost get a meaning.

Gray squatted down, and among several dazzling books, Gray picked out a book whose title Moyo was similar to that of 'Six Heroes' and 'Devil Lord'.

The owner of the bookstall saw that the child in front of him seemed to be profitable, and suddenly became energetic. He set up the book stand next to the statue to attract passers-by who came to pay homage to the statue of King Tiqi.

The boss said: "Take one of the photographs. It's not expensive. It's five miles long. Yours is printed in color, with a lot of illustrations. It's colorful and beautiful. It's more interesting to read than text. Let's get a copy."

...What the hell is this?

Gray stared at the book with illustrations, and his brows tightened as he turned back.

The text and language in the book are extremely simple, and most of them are gorgeous and eye-catching paintings. However, once the chapters involving the devil are all used in dark and gloomy tones, even the image of the devil inside is distorted to the extreme. There is even a tentacle-like thing drawn on the back of the devil, which looks like a big squid.

"Nonsense!" Gretten stood up and wanted to throw away the book in his hand in disgust, but before he could throw it away, he heard a 'boom' sound of falling to the ground in advance.

Beside the statue, a man in a priest's uniform was lying on his side, his hands pitifully covering his head. A group of hooligan-like men surrounded him, and their messy fists and feet landed heavily on him. Gray seemed to be able to hear the pain of those fists hitting the flesh.

The group of violent men yelled loudly: "Money! Priest!"

Passers-by, but anyone who takes a second look here will be intimidated by these ferocious men. Even the bookstall owner next to him sees that the situation is not good, and he is afraid of being hurt, so he quickly rolls up his bookstall .

"I... I... I didn't." The priest lay on the ground, and the cry for help came from under his arms.

Those gangsters still refused to let him go: "Believe your nonsense! Take out everything on your body."

"Aren't the priests of the Dongfei religion all rich?! I heard that in your Eastern Continent, priests can be emperors?! You can also marry two or three wives at home! There are beautiful women serving you when you go to the toilet! Hahaha, right? !” The laughter was piercing and piercing, and the fists and feet that were thrown down became more sonorous instead of light.

Although the priest was weak physically, his mouth was still strong: "You are doing something wrong. In front of the gods. You will encounter misfortune."

"You fucking dare to curse me?" The leader of the little gangster got angry and kicked him over, and the beating intensified.

The priest didn't cry for help, he couldn't stop chanting: "Those who misunderstood the Holy Will in Dust Travel. Don't listen to persuasion."

The little gangster didn't take it seriously: "I listen to your mother's persuasion!"

"Unfortunately it's you, the gods are by my side." No amount of bullying could stop the priest from chanting.

The little gangster who came to ask for money has never seen such a disobedient person, his dignity seemed to be provoked, and he said: "Then you want your god to save you, let me beat you to death ! Will your god come to save you!"

The priest crouched on the ground, holding his head with his hands, but the voice that leaked from inside was still extremely tenacious, chanting his teaching motto.

Presumably this is a group of notorious bullies, and no one around dares to meddle in their own business.

Gray waited for a long time, but no one came to help.

The man was still talking about the gods.

Gray was upset, he raised his hand and threw the book in his hand towards the direction of the statue, right on the bridge of the nose of the most ruthless gangster.

The book stall owner gasped: "My book! You..."

Seeing the group of punks looking like tigers irritated, their eyes quickly followed the underhanded person, they quickly determined the location of the bookstall, and the boss hurriedly hugged the white cloth wrapped in the books and slipped away, regardless of how many books were missing. Cheap broken books.

The punks ran towards here, but saw a kid who was not as tall as their waists and didn't run away when he saw them. On the contrary, the middle-aged book stall owner slipped away early, and the punks took illustration books and sternly Lai asked, "Who did it?!"

Gray pointed to the direction where the bookstall owner fled behind.

The little bastard saw that the other party was a kid, and his brown eyes were full of shadows of ignorance, so he believed him.

However, before they chased a few steps in the direction of the disappearing book stall owner, the leader of the hooligans suddenly stopped. He looked at the childish illustration book in his hand, and the unusually mature behavior of the kid just now...

He finally realized that something was wrong, and when they turned back, Gray had already run to the swill truck, waving at them with a hint of demonstration and ridicule.

This move completely aroused the anger of the punks, and they rushed towards the swill truck, shouting and cursing.

Gray had expected this, so he took advantage of his short stature to circle around the swill cart with them. Because of the large number of punks, they all surrounded the swill cart, startling the donkey leading the cart, and the swill bucket on the cart began to Shaking from side to side, the swill inside overflowed the rim of the bucket and splashed out.

The punks avoided in disgust. Seeing this, Grai took the opportunity to kick the slop bucket off the bottom of the car. The punks who didn't dodge in time were splashed with dirty water, and the leader of one of the punks burst into flames. , stretched out his hand and was about to grab the brat who made him covered in stinky kitchen scraps.Gray responded in a timely manner, immediately grabbed the man's wrist stretched out to him, twisted his backhand, and turned the man's body back to him, Gray twisted and pushed the man to hit the statue hard, and the gangster was stunned. He rolled his eyes, wiped the statue, and fell to the ground fainting, while the filth in front of him was all smeared on the noble and sacred statue.

Gray was in a good mood for a moment, he should have done this a long time ago!

Gray sniffed his hand, but luckily the other's hand didn't smell bad.

The gangsters around saw that their boss had been beaten and fainted, and immediately fled in all directions.

After Gray beat the man away, he admired for a while the "masterpiece" mottled like shit on the statue with satisfaction, then turned around and walked back to pick up the illustrated book that was thrown on the ground.

The priest held his stomach and stood up unsteadily. He had seen the whole scene just now. He caught up with the boy, with a grateful and enthusiastic expression, and he said a lot to Gray.

Gray didn't understand, and he didn't need to understand, but this person was chattering around him, it was a bit ear-piercing, he said impatiently: "Okay, stop talking, it makes my heart hurt."

The priest was stunned for a moment, and then switched to a language that Gray could understand, and it was clearer and more accurate than the ferret: "You can speak the ancient language, right? Coincidentally, I understand a little too."

As soon as these words came out, Grai was stunned: "Huh?"

"God, thank you." The priest said positively in the ancient language.

Gray frowned: "It's much easier if you understand the ancient language... I don't have to ask you to be grateful, but you should see clearly! I saved you just now!"

But the priest said firmly: "Yes, you have accepted the will of the gods. You are the messenger sent by the gods to rescue me here and now."

Gray has never believed in any ghosts: "Listen, no one sent me. I wanted to come. It's a coincidence. You're just lucky."

"There's no luck, it's all fate." The priest, whose eyes were blue from the beating, said stubbornly, "God bestows upon you the power of salvation."

Seeing that people couldn't make sense, Gray pointed angrily at the statue that was portrayed as a stalwart image by later generations: "Do you call this thing a god? It's just a pile of lime and white paint. Did you see that it moved just now?" ? It was my hands, my feet, that helped you drive away those bastards."

The priest said very piously: "Forgive me for being rude and superficial. I don't know the gods of the Western Continent. We serve the orthodox gods of the Eastern Fei religion. , a painting and other worldly things.”

Gray didn't want to be entangled with those who are obsessed with madness anymore, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, this man was entangled, and he kept asking behind Gray, "As you can see, I am an Eastern Church apostle, and my Christian name is Suwen Monroe."

"Messenger, what is your name?"

"I will pray for you day and night."

"Are you reading a book?"

"How old are you?"

"Do you have a belief? The Eastern Church is a sacred sect, the one closest to the gods."

"The God of Judgment, the Blind Lady of Light, the Snake God Concubine Biji, the Lord of Nothingness... Do you need to get in touch?"

Gray was annoyed by the question, and said directly: "No need, I don't believe in these invisible and intangible things."

Monroe Suwen thought that the young man was perfunctory, so he took a few steps faster than the young man, stood in front of the young man, looked him in the eyes, and persuaded: "Speak and it will come true, I know you are a kind person, believe me The gods also know, but it is better to be honest and respectful to avoid unnecessary oral karma."

Gray stopped in his tracks and sighed long: "Can you step aside? I'm going back to sleep."

It seemed that nothing could frustrate the mental strength of this man named Su Wen. He said undaunted: "It's so late, you're still too young, I'll take you home."

Gray took a look at the man who had been beaten so badly that his eyes, cheeks, and mouth were all bruised: "Let me see you off first."

Yuexi hid at the corner of the street, his eyes followed the priest and the strange boy beside him.Yue Xi hesitated for a while, and finally quietly retreated into the alley to hide her figure.

And another person following Yuexi also saw the scene in front of the statue...

The ferret brushed his hair and came out of the bathroom. When he found that there was no one in the exquisite and luxurious room, his heart skipped a beat. When he read a string of ancient characters, his heart twitched even more.

"Go out for a stroll, and be back in a while."

You will lose money if you destroy the furniture of the posthouse!

The ferret quickly put on his clothes, and when he opened the door, there were two familiar people, one big and one small, standing outside the door.

"Why didn't you keep an eye on him?" Man said coldly.

The self-blame that Ferret had kindled from the bottom of his heart was extinguished in an instant, and he said: "He is not a prisoner."

Man Ze said, "I hired you to watch over him."

"Excuse me, you hired me?" The ferret thought that this person didn't feel too good about himself, he said: "There is no bounty contract between us, and I haven't received a penny of deposit from you, you should know that as a black knight , None of these means that the relationship between us is not established."

Two tall people, one inside the door and the other outside the door, blocked around the door frame, and silence surged between their confronting gazes.

Gray picked himself clean in his mind, he didn't realize that the two were arguing over his leaving without saying goodbye, and he couldn't understand their language anyway.

Gray then took careless steps, walking towards the soft nest he had built with a sleepy and unrepentant expression.

I don't know what's wrong. Living in this inn these days, Grai doesn't sleep on the spacious velvet soft bed in the luxurious room, but prefers to lie in the narrow suitcase in the corner of the room.

The damp old wooden smell in the suitcase made Grai feel more at ease and comfortable.

Lying in a dark coffin for 200 years, maybe the nose has remembered that this is the best smell.

Gray's short figure easily slipped around behind Man and slipped under the ferret's elbow without attracting the attention of the two men.

Of the two confronting each other, the person outside the door was the first to break the cold atmosphere. Man never expected that the person with a dull and meek face could be so eloquent. He was a little surprised, and thought: "You That's right, wait a minute."

As he said that, Man fumbled for a long time and found a coin. He came out in a hurry and didn't put much money in his pocket.

"You take it." Man said.

The ferret was puzzled: "What is this?"

"Deposit." Man said.

"...One Miran?" The ferret began to be puzzled by this person.

Man Cheng said: "As you wish, our relationship has been established."

"I don't have that wish." The ferret refused.

"I have." Man didn't listen to other people's objections at all. He stepped into the door and said arrogantly: "You need to help me, this is your task, otherwise you will leave here now."

The ferret was relieved to hear this, and turned around to pack his luggage: "I'm so happy."

Man's tough face changed, and he stopped and said, "...I'm just kidding! You are in such a hurry to leave, isn't the food here good?"

The ferret said: "Student Guilanzhi, I think I need to clarify something. I accompanied Grai here because I was worried that he would go on the road alone at a young age, and I stayed here to look after him because you said he was in a situation Dangerous. He trusts me, so he followed me, and I have to be responsible for his safety. All this is not based on your favor, but entirely out of my own will."

"Please go down voluntarily, I like this." Man followed the ferret, regardless of whether the person wanted to hear it, because he wanted someone to ask for it, and chattered in the left and right ears of the ferret, looking arrogant: "Your The whereabouts have been discovered, and I will arrange another residence for the two of you tomorrow morning, and he still needs your protection."

"In addition to this, you have other tasks. New additional tasks."

The ferret showed a bit of impatience: "I don't understand, sometimes I even suspect that the thing you said about Gray's whereabouts being followed by someone is all your imagination... We have been here for five or six days, and nothing happened , locked in this noble post every day, we seem to be on vacation?"

Man Ze said solemnly: "The fact that the danger didn't happen doesn't mean it didn't exist. It can only be said that I took proper precautions."

The ferret was slightly embarrassed by the sophistry, and he was ashamed of being so full of ego.

Standing in front of the ferret, he blocked the ferret from arranging the clothes on the bed: "I ask you, where did that kid come from?"

The ferret was suspicious and didn't know what his question meant.

"How and where did you meet?"

"..." The ferret didn't answer.

"I remember you mentioned that you picked him up in a garbage alley." Man said, "Isn't that enough to explain the problem?"

"A person with unknown background, strange ability, and bad temper, do you think this kind of person will have no enemies? No matter whether anyone on my side cares about him, he will not be safe."

The ferret was a little shaken, and his tone was weaker: "He's just a child."

Unconcerned, said: "Some people are naturally annoying."

A distant bell rang outside the window.

Man looked at the grandfather clock standing by the wall. It was time for him to go back. Man tore off a page of the calendar from the table and hurriedly wrote a line of words on it. confluence."

The ferret held the coin that couldn't even afford a pair of socks, and looked at the page of the calendar. Just about to refuse, when he looked up, the other party left early, and even locked the door for them.

Why does he feel more and more easily manipulated by others...

this is not good.

On the small bed by the window, there was a light and steady snoring from the boy lying on his side.

For Gray, there was thunder and lightning outside, and the noise was overwhelming. As long as the matter had nothing to do with him, he could still sleep soundly.

Seeing that the sleeping teenager was only covered by a thin layer of clothing, leaning against the window and feeling the slight coolness of the night from the breeze exposed by the loose window sill, the ferret put down the thing in his hand, and he bent over to pick it up. The long blanket on the floor was kicked off by the dishonest boy, and the two corners of the blanket were picked up and lightly covered the boy's body.

As soon as the blanket touched Grai's body, the bones that had been hiding under Grai's body suddenly rushed out in front of him.

The ferret immediately withdrew his hand, his fingers were only a little away from the curse, such sudden danger caused the ferret's fingertips to turn white quickly, and a chill of fear surged down his back.

The bones engraved with curse runes surrounded the sleeping Grai, walking back and forth on Grai's body like a food protector, not allowing anyone to approach him.

But it didn't do anything out of the ordinary, it was just wary of any creatures that tried to get close to it and the boy.

What the hell is this...

Ferret couldn't help thinking to himself.

Early in the morning.

Yawning, Grai stepped out of the gate of the magnificent post house. Grai was obviously dissatisfied that someone picked him up from his sleep, and then he was hurriedly put on a black soft silver robe that seemed light and fluffy but was actually as heavy as a suit of armor. Then he was driven into the street.

"Change to a new place, you can continue to sleep."

The ferret tugged at the cuff of the reluctant boy, pulling him forward.

"Why change places? He has no money to support you?" Gray asked casually.

The ferret explained it many times before saying weakly, "I've said it many times, we are not the kind of relationship you imagined."

The ferret was always worried that the scratches on the message made by Gray on the wooden table in the guest room would be discovered, so he put a few books on it before he left to cover it up.

But this is always a clumsy and perfunctory method. The ferret was afraid that the waiter at the post house would find out and ask him to pay compensation. When he checked out, his heart was always in suspense. Until they were far enough away from the post house, the ferret would turn his head back from time to time. See if the pursuers from the posthouse have found them.

The land of the old royal capital is not all prosperous. It is an ordinary and philistine market, with stalls piled up with brightly colored seasonal vegetables and fruits crowded on both sides. Passers-by who don't pay attention will step on it, and the ground of the market will soon become dirty and colorful due to the fresh fruit pulp and vegetable leaf juice that were crushed out by people.

One large and one small black figures wrapped in cloaks shuttled among the pedestrians.

Mature passers-by saw this iconic black knight costume and hurriedly avoided it, keeping a certain distance from it, but they would not be afraid or disgusted, just like seeing a patrol with a sword, these people who can use weapons reasonably on any occasion After all, it is different from the residents who go to the street to buy vegetables.

They are all factors of uncertainty and volatility.

But just like red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and black, they are also indispensable and will always exist.

There are many stalls selling goods, and most of them attract adults, but one stall is surrounded by many half-grown children.

"One ring is five cents, ten rings is four milang, and you can take it if you get the set. Try your luck, try your luck, and get a set. It's much cheaper than buying." A rough voice in front of the stall yelled.

A spliced ​​floral cloth was spread out on the open ground, and a bunch of objects were placed on it one by one, such as wooden dolls, bath beans, scarves, toy bows and arrows, all kinds...

In the middle is a small pink elephant made of flannel, which is the largest except for the giant clam flower cup next to it.The four sides in front of the stall are surrounded by a simple fence, and the four corners of the fence are firmly tied with orange cloth belts. The dark-faced owner sits cross-legged in the fence, his hands and arms are covered with a piece of fine hemp rope. Bamboo rings are wrapped around him, and there are still a few unwrapped bamboo rings scattered around his feet.

"It's so far away, it won't work." The children who stepped on the fence stretched their necks to look inside the fence.

Gray had never seen this kind of game before, so he stopped to observe for a while.

Circles of loops flew from around the fence like willow leaves to the floral cloth in the middle, but most of them were thrown indiscriminately. Grai looked at it for a long time, and found that none of the objects were caught by anyone, and there was a sigh of regret Occasionally, there were a few cheers in the middle, it was someone who had worked so hard to hang a bamboo ring on the corner of the utensil, which could make them very happy.

From the bottom of his heart, Gray satirized the clumsy and twisted throwing movements of the real brats leaning over the fence.

"I used to like this game very much." The ferret saw Gray stop in front of the stall, and thought that the boy was attracted by it.

"Do you want to try? I can teach you." Ferret said.

"I am better than you." Gray's eyelids drooped, expressing his lack of interest.

Seeing the young man's disdain, the ferret said: "Really? Then I want to see it." He turned his head and said, "Boss, come with ten rings."

"No need." Feeling the provocation, Gray said, "One is enough."

Gray held the bamboo ring handed by the ferret in the palm of his hand, and weighed it, as if he was watching a child playing with a toy.

However, when he threw the bamboo ring out, when it touched the top of the small bow and arrow, it seemed that an invisible force shifted the direction of the bamboo ring aimed at the target.

Seeing that he was not caught, Gray was taken aback for a moment.

As if to prove it, the teenager asked the ferret to buy another bamboo ring.

However, the next one was still missed, and Graydon felt that he couldn't hold up his face, so he asked the ferret to take twenty bamboo rings in one go.

The ferret hid the purse behind his waist, stopped him and said, "This is a game stall, have you seen the calico blanket under it, there is a magic circle inside, and any right direction will shift in it."

Gray frowned: "Is he cheating?"

"You can't say that. This is an open secret in the industry. The owner of the stall also has to make a living. If one link is hit, his business will lose a lot." Ferret is very considerate, and at the same time he knows that the boy is provoked In order to conquer his heart, he leaned on the fence, lowered his head and whispered in the young man's ear, "Pay attention to observation, the offset rune arrays set in each game booth have their own rules, and every item in the rune array has its own rules. The shifting angles are the same, you can throw a few rings first to find out its shifting direction and inflection point, and then use this to do the opposite, deliberately deviate in the opposite direction when throwing..."

After listening, Gray, with the mentality of trying, threw another ring in his hand according to what the ferret said.

Sure enough, it hit.

Gray turned his gaze sideways and couldn't help taking a few glances at the profile of the ferret. The young man took a deep breath while being startled. He secretly said in his heart: Fortunately, this person is honest. Otherwise, he is not familiar with the place where he was born. This kind of people who can use their brains to calculate.

But of course, Gray's pleasure of being conquered and overcoming difficulties occupied most of his emotions at this time, and his surprise at the ferret's intelligence was only fleeting, and then he put the ferret in his hands ring by ring. All the bamboo rings were thrown out.

The more Gray put it on, the smoother he was, and he was about to hang most of the objects on the calico with a ring without bias.

The ferret also didn't expect the boy's receptivity to be so excellent, almost only after a few superficial instructions from him, the boy quickly mastered the secret.

At this time, the ferret also noticed that the face of the stall owner was getting more and more gloomy, so he immediately held down Gray and asked again.