Chapter 6 She has an idea

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Lollipops of different lengths stand beside the road, like a forest.

The Candy Forest looks short, but is actually quite far away. At least Yan Zhou has been walking for almost ten minutes now.

So when she saw the bench on the roadside, she simply sat down and prepared to take a rest.

Before he could take a breath, Yan Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank.

She heard the sound of sharp arrows piercing the sky!

A snow-white rabbit ran towards her, accompanied by————

Yan Zhou stood up and dodged the rabbit, and with a "swish" sound, the arrow was inserted into the rabbit.

A girl walked out of the forest. She was stunned when she saw Yan Zhou's vigilant look, and then pursed her lips: "Sorry, I didn't see anyone."

The bow-wielding girl in front of her was wearing white casual clothes, her black hair neatly tied back on her head, and her narrow auspicious eyes added a bit of heroism to her gorgeous facial features.

The whole figure is like a blooming crabapple flower.

This was Yan Zhou's first impression of her.

The snow-white rabbit lying on the ground twitched all over, and finally turned into a stream of blue light and flew into the girl's black bracelet.

Yan Zhou was slightly surprised and asked subconsciously: "Can you get blue test papers if you hunt animals?"

The girl shook her head when she heard this: "I accepted a mission from a hunter, and I was asked to kill twenty ice cream rabbits. Just now was the last one."

After that, she remained silent, obviously not a talkative character.

Seeing that the girl spoke frankly and didn't hide anything, Yan Zhou smiled and cast a questioning look: "There are no NPCs here. I'm going to go to the town to have a look. What about you?"

"Together."

After hearing this, the girl immediately agreed without any hesitation.

"No. 47693."

She looked at Yan Zhou calmly.

"What is your candidate number?"

Yan Zhou understood that the girl regarded her as a temporary teammate. On the premise of not revealing her name, the candidate number was the safest.

but! ! !

Yan Zhou secretly complained: Her candidate number is a bit shameful now.

After struggling for a while, under the girl's confused eyes, Yan Zhou replied calmly:

"I am 14878."

The girl's eyes instantly became complicated, and Yan Zhou couldn't describe the complexity.

I probably thought you looked serious, but I didn't expect that you were actually a pervert inside. You didn't even let go of NPCs, and you were hesitant and probing, and finally turned into calm.

After all, they were temporary teammates. The girl felt that her demands should not be too high, but she kept a subtle distance from Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou helplessly held her forehead, she really didn't tease the NPC, Peppa Pig mistakenly accused her of innocence!

The fairy tale town was just like what Yan Zhou had seen before, and the cake house exuded a sweet smell, which made her hungry.

No. 37, Hongguo Street...

Yan Zhou walked along the street and finally stopped in front of a red villa.

I pressed the doorbell, but no one responded.



Yan Zhou pressed a few more times.

"Who!"

An irritable female voice came from inside the house, and heavy footsteps approached.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened.

The opponent's altitude was a bit high, and Yan Zhou couldn't help but raise his head.

The bloated woman in red clothes was three meters tall. Her eyelids covered with purple eyeshadow were drooped, and she looked down at the two of them sleepily.

Maybe she was too sleepy, so she opened her thick red lips and said harshly:

"Who are you? Don't you know I'm taking a nap?!"

The woman's spit flew, and No. 47693 took a few steps back in disgust.

Yan Zhou quickly took out the letter and held it in front of his face: "This is your letter."

The woman took the letter impatiently, but froze when she saw the writer.

"Why do you have my sister's letter in your hands?"

She lost her original impatient expression and her tone became urgent.

Yan Zhou paused, thinking that your sister didn't seem to want to see you, so she made up a random reason:

"I passed by your sister's house. She was feeling a little unwell. I happened to be going to town, so I took care of it."

The woman's eyes filled with tears after reading the letter.

After hearing that her sister was unwell, the woman excitedly took out her phone and dialed the number she had not dialed for a long time with trembling hands.

After a few clicks, the call was connected.

The woman cried with joy: "Sister!"

No. 47693 and Yan Zhou both pricked up their ears curiously.

On the other end of the phone: "Get lost."

Woman, Yan Zhou, No. 47693:...

Fortunately, the person on the other end didn't hang up the phone. He obviously wanted to talk to the woman.

Yan Zhou listened to the woman's emotional review of her mistakes over the years, and made up the outline of the story in her mind.

Ten years ago, a woman met a bard who was both sexually and artistically talented, so she abandoned her husband and son and ran away with him. Her sister initially tried to persuade the woman, but the woman insisted on the attitude of "don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is reciting scriptures" and asked her sister to Completely disappointed, he took his sister's children and left home.

A very cliche story, but...

etc.

A suspicion emerged in Yan Zhou's mind.

Could it be that those two pigs are...

The woman sobbed: "Thank you, sister, for taking care of Peppa and George over the years. If anything happens to them, I, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

Yan Zhou twitched his eyes.

Otherwise, how can we call it a fairy tale town? People can give birth to pigs.

The other end of the phone: "Where is your lover?"

The woman choked, rolled her eyes from side to side with some guilt, and then said: "As you know, sister, I am not a single-minded person... so we broke up early."

Under the words, she has a new love.

Yan Zhou clearly felt that the old man on the phone was silent.

Then, "Beep——"

She died.

The woman became anxious and called again, but it was of no use as she had been blocked by the other party.

Yan Zhou was in awe throughout the entire process, and even No. 47693, who had a relatively rare expression, had a look of surprise on his face.

City people still know how to play.

The woman scratched her head frantically: "What should I do? What should I do! Is my sister really angry this time?"

"boom---"

As if she was too nervous, the woman's phone flew out and hit the door frame. The part fell to the floor, which proved how strong her hand was.

“Ahhhh————”

The woman wailed, holding the phone.

"It's over, it's over, it's over now! The department stores and supermarkets in town are only open on holidays, so..."

"How to do how to do?!"

The woman's wailing was so tragic that those who didn't know it thought it was a new mourning in the family.

Yan Zhou looked at the phone with only parts missing, and was a little puzzled: "It's just a few parts missing. Just put them back on. If not, find a repairman?"

The woman's wailing stopped, and she asked doubtfully: "Repairman? What is a repairman?"

Yan Zhou: "...Do you have a screwdriver at home?"

The woman shook her head: "What the hell? I have a knife at home. Do you want it?"



After more than ten minutes, Yan Zhou used the screwdriver made from a candy blade to assemble the scattered parts bit by bit.

Shut down and restart.

The phone screen lit up again.

The woman exclaimed: "Oh my God, it's amazing, how did you do that!"

The woman's surprise didn't seem to be fake, Yan Zhou and No. 47693 looked at each other.

It seems that Fairy Tale Town has no procedures for repairing broken things. Residents default to buying new ones if they break.

"Thank you so much!"

The woman's original mean expression became kind. She raised her fat hand and a dazzling golden light flew into Yan Zhou's bracelet.

It’s a golden test paper!

Yan Zhou was a little surprised.

After taking another look at the woman's expression as if she had earned something, she lowered her head and thought.

She has an idea.