Although he struggled desperately, he was still taken away by Mordred and Belia like a chicken. The moment Chen Fan stepped out of the hotel, he had already accepted his fate: "No, let's go back to play, Bailey." Ya, can you put me down? It's very embarrassing for a boy to be carried around by a girl."
"Oh," Belia thought about it, and threw Chen Fan down as soon as he let go. If it weren't for his quick eyesight and quick hands, he would have smashed him into the ground. "Indeed, we want you to carry the bag, not to carry you as a bag."
Hey!
A kite turned over and landed firmly. Chen Fan was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mordred appearing behind him at some point. He blocked the only way to retreat with a smirk on his face, blocking all his options. retreat.
Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Chen Fan could only raise his hands silently: "Ha - you don't need to be so tight on guarding me, right? You just need to carry a bag for the two beauties, just leave it to me!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what you say is better than what you sing, but you still want to date me with your face? Don't think too much, your surname is Chen." He laughed and patted Chen Fan on the shoulder. Modred was amused. De's hand was neither light nor heavy, and it was almost impossible to knock him over.
"Well, Mordred," she stretched out her hand to support Chen Fan's shoulders to help him stabilize his body. Belia held Mordred's reluctant palm to avoid being knocked to the ground by Chen Fan, "Let's Where are you going? How will you get there?"
Now that Belia had held his hand, Mordred did not continue. He just raised his chin and pointed not far away: "Well, let's go to the market over there. After all, the hotel we are in is a downtown area. It’s a prime location, and it’s very lively all around.”
"Well, let's go over then." As soon as she let go of Mordred's hand, Belia found that Mordred held her palm with his backhand, and then grabbed Chen Fan's arm with his other hand, revealing Shark-like sharp teeth smiled.
The next second, Mordred took Belia and ran towards the market: "Walking slowly is not my style! Run, run, Belia!"
Looking at Mordred in front of her who was leading her to run wildly, Belia just looked at her back quietly, and then, a smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Of course, if Chen Fan hadn't screamed while being dragged on the ground, the memories left behind would have been even more gratifying.
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After leading Belia and running all the way to the market, Mordred slowed down and turned around to say something to her. When he saw Chen Fan covered in dust on the ground behind him, he couldn't help but froze for a moment: "You What is this doing? Performance art?"
"I'll do it for you..." Chen Fan, who finally escaped from the dragging hell, almost had his nose crooked with anger, but after thinking about the huge gap between the two, he had to swallow the rest of his words, bent down and patted the dust off his body, "You brought me down, and this is all ashes on the ground."
"Oh, that's it?" Without the slightest hint of guilt for his behavior, Mordred continued with a playful smile, "It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, you can recover quickly, and you can also do alchemy. Clothes are not a problem."
I'm a lousy alchemist.
Rolling his eyes at Mordred, Chen Fan wordlessly put his hand into his pocket, condensed a handful of colorful hair dusters, took it out and patted it on his body. It didn't take long for his clothes to be clean. Even the original wrinkles have been smoothed out, making the whole person look brand new.
Seeing Chen Fan clean up his clothes, Mordred's eyes suddenly lit up. He stretched out his hand and took away the colorful hair duster without any courtesy: "Hey, this thing is really good. Do you have any extra ones? If you want to get one for me, the money is a trivial matter, so the female fox won’t be able to criticize my room for being untidy.”
Chen Fan just curled his lips when he said this, but he soon came up with a plan and approached with a flattering smile on his face: "Of course there is no problem with this, our Central Plains Administration Bureau basically has a hair duster at hand. Mordred, if you want it, just give it to you, no need to be polite to me."
Just hearing what Chen Fan said, Mordred took the initiative to return the duster to him: "Forget it, I want to buy one, not snatch one away. After all, I am not a bandit."
Chen Fan was confused now: "You don't want it for free, why do you have to buy one?"
"Tch," Mordred casually stuffed the duster into Chen Fan's arms, with disdain written all over his face, "Free things are the most expensive, and you don't know what to pay for them. Even the price of a favor is pretty good. "
"Okay." Chen Fan took back the duster with some regret. After putting it in his pocket and dismissing it, he set up an awning and looked at the noisy market. "But the people here...well, they are still buying things." There's quite a lot, so hurry up if you want to buy anything."
"Ha! I'm not like ordinary people when buying things. They go straight to the shop and don't waste time waiting in line." As he said that, Mordred put his hands on his hips proudly, and then looked at Belia, "Belia, what about you? ?”
"Well..." Even someone as tall as Belia would not have much advantage in the market. There were figures bigger than her everywhere. "I came out today mainly to accompany you, Mordred. Since So just go with what you want."
"What you said makes me feel a little embarrassed." Hearing Belia's accommodation to him, Mordred subconsciously played with his single ponytail, "But since we have talked about this, , then I have to find a good place so that you can see how I shop."
After saying that, Mordred walked into the market boldly, waving his hands from time to time to signal Chen Fan and Belia to follow.
Shaking his head and following behind Mordred, Chen Fan raised his face and looked at Belia, who looked dull: "I didn't expect you to have such a side. Is it difficult to make friends?"
Belia was not angry at all: "Because my status is indeed very special, don't you also know my situation?"
"Well……"
Knowing that Chen Fan was choked, Belia's mouth curved slightly: "Besides, it is difficult for the two of us to make same-sex friends of the same age who can go shopping together. What's more, after we go back, we don't know When can we meet again?"
Sensing the loneliness in Belia's words, Chen Fan couldn't help but curl his lips: "If it doesn't work out, I can go see you more. Anyway, I have quite a lot of holidays throughout the year."
Hearing this, Belia sighed silently: "But Chen Fan, you are a staff member of the Central Plains Administration Bureau, right?"
Nodding in confusion, Chen Fan then heard Belia continue to speak: "In this case, whether it is me or Mordred, you'd better hope that we won't see each other more often."
Chen Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, thinking to himself: Do Fusang and the Holy Roman Empire not want to see the people in the Central Plains so much?
But before he could say anything, Mordred's shouts came from the front: "Hey! You two, please walk faster, I found an interesting place!"
After looking at each other, Chen Fan and Belia both stopped what they wanted to say and quickened their pace towards Mordred.
When he came to Mordred's side, Chen Fan found that she was standing in front of a very strange-looking store. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen inside. Something didn't look right.
Raising his head and glancing at the "Morning Star Divination Shop" on the signboard, Chen Fan showed doubts that could not be concealed on his face: "I just want to ask, Mordred, how did you find a shop that looks very weird? The more you look at it, the more strange it becomes. From a normal store?”
"Of course it's based on intuition!" Mordred stood proudly.
Grabbing the wrist of Chen Fan who turned around to leave, Belia hesitated before speaking carefully: "Um, Mordred, let's, uh..."
"It's okay, I know, it does look very unreliable." With a frank wave of his hand, Mordred pointed at Chen Fan, "But, let this guy think about it carefully. Didn’t Si just rely on my intuition to go out of the store and help Jellyfish kill those madmen from Fuso Shinrikyo?"
"Miracles are miracles because they rarely happen." Although Chen Fan said it hard, in fact Chen Fan hesitated a little. After confirming the store situation again and again, he spread his hands helplessly, "Okay, I admit it. Mordred, your intuition is very good, but if someone inside sells me something suspicious and refuses to let me go until I buy it, you have to pay."
"Tch, Money Fan." Making an international friendly gesture to Chen Fan, Mordred's eyes came to Belia, "So, Belia, what about you? Are you interested in going in with me?"
Originally, Belia also doubted the reliability of this store, but after hearing the bickering between Chen Fan and Mordred, she felt a little moved: "Well, I believe what you and Chen Fan said, Mordred. In that case If so, it’s not a problem to take a trip.”
Ever since, the three of them walked side by side to the dark and deep entrance of the store. After each looking at each other, they took a deep breath and walked into the boundless darkness.
The next moment, the trio came to a small circular space. There was a common fortune teller's table in front of them, and on the opposite side of the table——
Sorry, there is no mysterious person who hides his head and tail.
There was only one tall, long-haired woman wearing black-rimmed glasses, clearly wearing a white suit and still eating instant noodles of unknown flavor in front of her.
After seeing the three people who suddenly appeared, the woman was also stunned.
For a moment, the scene was extremely embarrassing.
However, the woman quickly came to her senses and opened her mouth to say something. Half of the noodles in her mouth suddenly fell back into the bowl, and the juice overflowed.
Now, the awkward atmosphere returned again.
Fortunately, the trio were all well-informed. After a moment of silence, Mordred was the first to speak: "Ah, I'm sorry, I think the door is open... How about sister, if you continue to eat, we won't disturb you. Already?"
A trace of weirdness flashed in the golden pupils. The woman took out a handkerchief from her pocket like magic, wiped her mouth randomly a few times, then raised her hand to signal the three of them to wait: "It's okay, business is important, and food can wait. However, It’s really rare to hear the title sister.”
"Isn't it because you are not much older than us and look younger?" When Mordred heard that it was ready for business, he calmly sat down on the first of the three chairs in front of the table.
"So why are you sitting on the one at the beginning?" Chen Fan complained as he sat on the chair in the middle.
"Nonsense, I'm just paying for it!" Glaring at Chen Fan, Mordred waited for Belia to sit down, then leaned forward to look at the woman in the white suit, "Sister, I didn't know you had one here. What business is it?”
"Such a sweet little mouth," the woman in a white suit glanced at Mordred provocatively, and took out a long, snow-white pipe from somewhere. No tobacco leaves were added, and there was no movement to light a fire. The smoke took care of itself. He lingered, "For this reason, you can enjoy some discounts."
After taking a puff of the cigarette, the woman in the white suit slowly exhaled an almost perfectly round smoke ring: "But as you said, business... we've already come, how about we get some special materials? For example, fairy dust?"
"Excuse me, farewell." As soon as Chen Fan heard the words Fairy Dust, he stood up and wanted to leave.
Are you kidding? Not to mention the price of one gram of this priceless alchemy material, it is hard to see it with the naked eye. The unit of measurement on the black market must be hundreds of millions, or TM dollars, US Dollar!
"Wait a minute!" Mordred grabbed Chen Fan and couldn't laugh or cry, "Maybe he was joking."
"Nonsense! I just said that there is something wrong with this divination shop. If you really can produce fairy dust, why would you open a shop here?!"
Here Mordred and Chen Fan kept pulling each other, and the woman in the white suit suddenly clapped her hands: "Oh! So you guys want to come here for divination! Hey, you should have told me earlier!"
This time, let alone Chen Fan, Belia stood up on her own initiative, grabbed Mordred's wrist and wanted to leave.
"Hey, don't, don't, don't, don't! I'll count it as a handful, don't leave in a hurry!" The woman in the white suit looked innocent as she washed the tarot cards in her hands, "You guys tell me what you want, at least give me some face. !”
Looking at each other, the three of them adhered to the idea that they had come. Although they did not sit back, Mordred still asked on behalf of them: "Then let's calculate the situation of the three of us next."
As soon as she finished speaking, the Tarot cards in the woman's hand in the white suit were accidentally dropped. Except for one card that fluttered onto the table, the others were scattered all over the floor.
"Well……"
Pretending to quickly pick up the tarot cards on the table, the woman in the white suit snapped her fingers happily: "You three, you will eat, live and sleep together in the next days, and you will be connected with each other by the bond of blood. It will last forever!”
As she said that, the woman in the white suit took out three worn-out coins, walked forward under the dumbfounded gaze of the three people, and stuffed each of them into her pocket: "This coin can bless you, and the price... ten pounds each. alright."
After a long silence, Chen Fan and Belia looked at Mordred in tacit understanding.
With the corners of his eyes twitching, Mordred quickly took out three ten-pound notes and handed them to the woman in the white suit. Then, with a blushing face, she was taken away by Chen Fan and Belia.
Looking blankly at the banknotes in her hand, the woman in the white suit, who was already empty in front of her, gave a wry smile and put them into her pocket.
Then, Lucifer snapped her fingers and let the devil card in her hand burn out out of thin air: "They said they wanted ten pounds of flesh and blood... Forget it, I opened so many stores on a whim that I can't even remember which one is which. This Secondary rights should be considered investments.”
