Notting City.
These three large characters engraved on the city gate made Qian Renxue feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.
Can such a coincidence happen in this world?
Even though his faith was as firm as Qian Renxue's, an impulse inevitably arose at this moment:
Kill Tang San and Xiao Wu, now.
But she just thought about it.
Tang Hao is now secretly protecting Tang San. According to the content in the book that Tang Hao beat Golden Crocodile Douluo with one hammer and was unable to fight back, even if Tang Hao is seriously injured now, he may not be unable to fight in Daxumi. With the help of Zhui, that is, Zhahuan, Tang San was rescued.
By then, alerting the enemy would easily lead to changes, and it would also be a waste of a hundred thousand year soul ring.
Although she doesn't like rabbits, she can't stand the crowd in Wuhun Hall.
Even if it is to promote more direct descendants in Hongyi, it would be good.
What's more, in her plan, she was not prepared to let the Shrek Seven Devils take shape.
The kindness of acquaintance and friendship at a young age is not something only protagonists like them deserve.
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue couldn't help suppressing the restlessness in her heart and asked Qian Daoliu,
"Grandpa, what are we doing in this small town?"
Qian Daoliu stopped showing off at this time, and while lining up to enter the city according to the rules, he said to Qian Renxue,
"I heard that there is a harvest festival in the city today, so grandpa will bring you to join in the fun."
Harvest festival?
It is a festival that Qian Renxue has never heard of, but autumn is the harvest season for ordinary people, so this harvest festival must have been set for this reason.
"Xiaoxue is not interested?"
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue's sudden silence and asked her worriedly.
"No, I was just thinking about what is fun at this festival."
In fact, these questions also stumped Qian Daoliu.
The last time he traveled to the mainland was the last time, and he didn't know whether the customs and customs in a small town like Notting were the same as what he experienced a hundred years ago.
At the moment, he could only pick up what Guang Ling had told him and the activities common to festival celebrations and said,
“There is a snack market, which is very lively.
In the evening, bonfires will be lit and fireworks will be set off, and it will be very beautiful to watch from the city tower or bell tower. "
"Really!!!"
∑(〟OОO)
Qian Renxue has never experienced watching fireworks and bonfires on the city tower, opening the windows and listening to the ripples on rainy days.
This kind of thing should be described in the book about youth.
Qian Renxue, who had long regretted it, was naturally looking forward to having the experience to experience this kind of thing this time.
"Really, how could grandpa lie to you?"
When saying these words, Qian Daoliu had already thought about it.
Even if this little city of Notting doesn't have such an event during tonight's celebration, Qian Daoliu must make arrangements for it.
…
Although both of them covered their faces with masks and hoods, they successfully entered the city after showing the Wuhundian's cards.
Even if you don't need to identify the direction of the crowded crowd, you know that the destination of this flow of people is this lively market.
"Mutton skewers! We sell mutton skewers! Freshly baked mutton, fifteen skewers for one Gintama coin. If it doesn't taste good, we don't charge you -"
"Noting's specialty, purple flower bracelet, three copper soul coins in a bunch~"
Such a lively scene directly touched Qian Renxue's heart.
Prince Tiandou, how can he "understand the sentiments of the people" casually?
On weekdays, when watching the fireworks during the New Year's Eve celebrations, one usually takes a moment to catch a glimpse of them through the thick glass, intersecting with the people enjoying the feast at various boring banquets.
Seeing Qian Renxue's appearance, Qian Daoliu, who had been well prepared, handed Qian Renxue a bag of copper soul coins and silver soul coins and said to her,
"If there's anything you want to eat or like, just buy it."
"Grandpa! Generous!"
(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
Seeing Qian Renxue holding a money bag on her head and looking excited at every store, Qian Daoliu's mouth hidden under the mask could no longer close.
His granddaughter is indeed the cutest.
It's a pity that he, being an incompetent grandfather, didn't think of taking her out to play until so late.
"well……"
Even if I have to take the Divine Examination, I guess there won’t be too many such relaxing days in the future.
When he was young, he was high-spirited but always failed to match Tang Chen. This made Qiandaoliu, who was old and had long since recuperated and buried his anger, inevitably become more sad when thinking about things.
At this moment, he couldn't help but worry about how he could protect Qian Renxue's worry-free childhood in his failed life.
In Douluo Continent, because of their soul power, the average lifespan of a soul master can be around two hundred years old, and peak Douluo and peerless Douluo can live for more than three to five hundred years.
Therefore, in Qian Daoliu's personal opinion, Qian Renxue has always been a child before she is fifty, the kind of child who needs the care of adults.
While Qian Daoliu was meditating, Qian Renxue had already eaten all the way to the center of the market.
"Roasted rabbit! Spicy rabbit head! Rabbit legs! One for each Gintama coin!"
Roast rabbit...?
I heard that rabbit meat is very good.
Thinking of the rabbit meat dish she had eaten at the Tiandou State Banquet, and recalling the wonder of food stalls that looked rough in cooking but definitely not in taste, she felt a little greedy at the moment.
So Qian Renxue chewed off the chicken wings in her mouth, came to the stall, and said politely to the boss,
"Hello, bring me two roast rabbits.
Just have to have...medium spicy ones. "
She eats one by herself and gives one to grandpa to try!
"Okay! Two Gintama coins in total! Thank you for your patronage!"
Just when Qian Renxue paid the money and was waiting for the boss to bake it, a sharp shout disrupted Qian Renxue's full expectations.
"How could there be such vicious-hearted people like you! You want to eat rabbits!"
"Won't your conscience hurt?"
...? ?
The voice was mixed with soul power, and the boss, who was just an ordinary person, was instantly silenced by the scolding.
When Qian Renxue frowned and turned her head, she saw the girl with scorpion braids. A trace of certainty flashed in her eyes, followed by displeasure.
"I just want to eat, what's wrong?"
While Qian Renxue responded coldly, she did not forget to raise her hand and use the light healing power of the Seraph Martial Soul to relieve the discomfort of the stall owner.
Then she shifted her gaze to an unattractive boy behind the girl with scorpion braids.
His childish face has the restraint and maturity of an adult.
What caught Qian Renxue's attention was that since the scorpion-braided rabbit jumped out and shouted, his hand had quietly been raised, and the darkness in his sleeves was lingering between her and the stall owner.
Seeing the boy behaving like this, Qian Renxue, who hid his expression under his hood, couldn't help but laugh.
Well, he is worthy of being the future Tang Shenwang.
If she goes out and buys a roasted rabbit to eat, is that a sure way to die?
