"At least twenty gold coins!"
The shepherd's eyes were full of fire.
The young man nodded, took out a large handful of gold coins from his robe, and threw them to the shepherd together with the previous ones.
Golden lights flew over one after another, and thanks to the shepherd's unusual agility, none of them fell on the snow.
The shepherd bit each gold coin before carefully placing it close to his body. The number was correct, there were twenty-one.
"Haha, okay, young man, please come with me. There is a whole sheep that has been killed in my wooden house!"
The shepherd's figure immediately became very agile, and he smiled obsequiously to guide the young man.
The young man in black robe nodded.
After taking a few steps, he heard a crisp sound behind him and turned around suddenly.
Between the wooden house and the sheep shed, many animal traps are set up to deal with the wolves coming down the mountain in winter. They are covered by the snow and cannot be seen on the surface, but the shepherd knows every precise location.
At this moment, there happened to be a clamp clamping the leg of the young man in black robe!
The shepherd knew the location of all the traps, so he would not be trapped.
The young man did not let out the expected scream and turned his body.
"Crack!"
Another clamp clamped the ankle of the young man's other leg.
The young man frowned and looked at the shepherd.
The shepherd’s smile was a little lewd:
"Haha, sir, this place is deserted. Just stay with me! Let your hundreds of gold coins become my collection!"
At the same time, the firearm on his back was already in his hand. The originally dark firearm suddenly became golden, glowing with magic, and he fired several shots at the young man!
"Bang bang..."
At the same time as the shot was fired, a huge flame enveloped the young man, and several shining bullets shot into the flame instantly!
The human-shaped flame swayed a few times, but did not fall down.
Slowly, the flames are receding.
The shepherd looked a little serious. He didn't hear the expected howls and screams, which made him a little worried.
He faced the humanoid flame again, drained all the ammunition in the gun, and continued to throw out several fire spells to consolidate the burning effect.
"Pa bang..."
The burning fire man did not howl, but was clapping strangely, and sparks flew everywhere!
The fierce high temperature has melted the surrounding snow, revealing the dark and muddy ground, and more animal traps are also revealed.
In the shepherd's incredible panic, the flames on the young man's body were extinguished one by one.
The blond young man didn't seem to be attacked in any way. He clapped his hands twice at the end, with a cruel smile on his face:
"Haha, that's it?"
The shepherd just had the idea of turning around and fleeing, but found that his lower body had been frozen with the mud on the ground, making him unable to move.
He is a mage with both gold and fire attributes, but at this moment he can no longer use any spell.
The young man walked over casually, as if he had been caught in a trap just now, but this was just an illusion:
"A mage with both gold and fire abilities, yes, yes, your character is so greedy.
Did I give you not enough gold coins? Or is it because the gold coins I carry are too tempting? "
A golden light shone on the shepherd's face.
In this season, the area at this latitude of the mother star is as dark as night even during the day.
This golden light came so suddenly, like the bright sunshine in summer, and completely conquered the shepherd.
The shepherd's eyes almost bulged out.
He was horrified to see that everything around him, including his cabin and sheep shed, had turned into gold, and even the snow on the ground had turned into piles of gold sand.
"Gulu...gold!"
The shepherd swallowed hard and muttered to himself.
Myrobalan slowly threw out the message, giving the shepherd a final conclusion:
"You are already the richest farmer around here, but you are reluctant to hire workers. You only find some small workers during the busiest times and give me a meager commission.
Ten years ago, because of your stinginess, your wife did not receive effective treatment and died of illness. You felt deeply pained by the medicines she had not taken, and you wished you could take those medicines yourself!
Five years ago, your last daughter died due to malnutrition. You were devastated because you felt that this was the biggest loss. It was a pity that you had lost so many years of upbringing, lost investment, and possible future returns, and had to Pay a small burial fee!
You are reluctant to eat and wear. You are the best interpretation of the legendary miser.
You always want to keep everything golden, no, I will give you the most gold..."
As the young man slowly walked over and threw the message over, the shepherd looked at the golden surroundings lustfully, with a tear shed from the corner of his eye.
This tear also became golden under the reflection of such bright golden light.
Immediately, the shepherd closed his eyes and fell into darkness.
The golden light faded, and a black light curtain enveloped the area.
…
After a long time, Myrobalan endured the conflict between his mind and his body and the fragmentation of his personality, and opened his eyes.
When it was time to leave, he looked at the wooden house and sheep shed that had been restored to their original appearance, feeling a little reluctant to leave.
Astonished, he smiled brightly.
Each carrier will affect a little bit of its own personality traits. No, it's more stingy.
Most of the time, being stingy is a bad thing and a bad personality.
However, sometimes, stinginess is also a valuable character.
Be stingy and affectionate, and live up to every ounce of beauty in the world.
Use every ounce of spiritual power sparingly and strive to achieve the best possible performance in your spells.
Saving every minute and not wasting your time can make you very wise and knowledgeable.
…
Sabrina said that one also needs to be tolerant of family ties, and stingy with every ounce of warmth given by relatives, but being stingy with relatives themselves is not worthy of being a human being.
The Ripper said that such a villain with a fetish should be killed in the most brutal way, not so simply.
The blacksmith retorted, What's the point of doing this? Eventually it leads to annihilation and death.
Daniel said, I worry that this kind of stinginess is just a sin disguised by destruction. If you accept this character, you are finished.
Uguwa feels that greed and stinginess should be a pair of brothers. One is infinitely fond of things that do not belong to him, and the other is reluctant to give up everything he already owns. They influence each other.
The peaked hat said, I don't recognize this ridiculous emotion, I hate everything except myself.
…
Myrobalan collapsed again and escaped into the world of source spirits, like a floating corpse, rising and falling with the waves in the dark undercurrent.
In the world of Yuanling, there is no concept of time.
He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but countless black lines gradually appeared around him, becoming more and more obvious, as if he himself was emitting a black light.
These lights are composed of countless twisted and flexible lines, disappearing into the endless void.
Through these black lines, countless prayers and prayer voices were transmitted, awakening Myrobalan from her deep sleep again.
He opened his eyes and his body naturally changed from lying on his side to standing.
The golden light in his eyes flashed, suppressing all split personalities.
Slowly, the eyes returned to deep blue, but they were filled with endless confusion.
Not far from him, a figure slowly appeared in the void.
Those dark green eyes are so disgusting.
Although his beard and hair are still like frost and snow, his complexion is younger than before, and his figure is no longer so rickety and frail.
But at this moment, Myrobalan did not ridicule him, nor did he have any intention of attacking him.
After a long time, the two of them looked at each other quietly.
Gregory also had many confusions in his heart.
Since the fusion of Fiddler, it seems to be even more effective based on the solid foundation of Grandma.
His disintegration and loss of control became extremely rare. It often took more than ten hours for him to lose control briefly. Sometimes, he was awake for the whole day.
Grigory was very confused about the current situation. Could it be that this blond young man really didn't want to be Him or His messenger?
Otherwise, why would he allow himself to devour more and achieve a relatively stable balance?
Does he really think that he will be satisfied if he maintains his current status?
"Betrayer, what do you think was the purpose of the unknown existence that split into so many carriers in the first place? What's the point of doing this?"
After receiving Myrobalan's inquiry message, although Gregory was a little unhappy with the title "betrayer", it was rare for him to communicate with him so calmly.
He thought about it carefully, but he had no answer, not even a perfunctory one.
Gregory himself didn't know.
“What happens if we stop here?
I counted, and there are still sixteen carriers.
I mean, if we don't continue, guess what will happen? "
Gregory still shook his head.
The Pope, who had always felt very wise, suddenly felt that this blond young man was still annoying.
The questions he asked were always so unanswerable, and there were no speculative answers.
Myrobalan sighed slightly:
“I believe that the being who did this must have his own purpose and cannot allow us not to act according to His intentions.
Perhaps, we will change from quantitative changes to qualitative changes, and one day, we will suddenly understand his intentions. "
The dark green eyes narrowed slightly and threw out the message mockingly:
"The problem is, in this current situation, between you and me, the special spells cancel each other out and cannot be integrated with each other...
Can it be said that his purpose has failed? He did not expect that a carrier that does not have the attribute of 'tolerance' could figure out that magic method without a teacher! "
Myrobalan turned his eyes and seemed to formally look at Gregor:
"Huh? Do you know 'tolerance'?
It seems that you can already see more. Obviously, you can also see the unique attributes carried by other carriers? "
Gregory nodded proudly:
"Don't think that everyone in the world is a fool except you!"
Seeing that Myrobalan was a little stunned by his reply, the Pope couldn't help but feel a little happy.
His dark green eyes looked in one direction, and he seemed to have seen through the endless source spirit world the positions, identities and attributes of the more than ten carriers on the entire mother planet.
He threw out a message test to verify his idea:
"You are very smart, because your most basic so-called good character, in the past year, has chosen to integrate those attributes that are very negative in the eyes of the world, such as tolerance, cruelty, hatred, and stinginess. Therefore, you can now achieve a balance. …
And I may be a born bad person according to the world, but I chose to be pious, indifferent, noble, unyielding, humble, benevolent and sentimental, so I also gained balance...
Does this mean that when opposing human natures merge into one, they will not easily lose control?
Haha, after hearing this, will you still look at me like a fool?
Am I just the betrayer you call me? "
Myrobalan's expression became serious.
He took a deep look at Gregory, and after a moment, nodded slightly:
"I have to admit, I do underestimate you. Yes, as the Pope, you should have such wisdom!"
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