Chapter 834: The Strange Little Girl
Guo Beng chuckled: "Do you want to know the code name he reserved for you?"
Gu Sanqiu's eyes lit up: "Tell me about it?"
"Boy."
Gu Sanqiu:?
It doesn't sound like a good word. By the way, is this code name serious?
Guo Beng chuckled: "I didn't lie to you, this code name was indeed thought up by them. As for the reason, I'm not sure. Maybe they think that compared to them, you are still a child?"
Gu Sanqiu argued: "Then why don't you talk about that guy Tartaglia? He is called a young master , so why is mine not a gentleman but a boy?"
"Gentleman?"
"you?"
Guo Beng shook his head: "Not really. Just based on what you did in Inazuma, it's good enough that you weren't called a 'traitor'."
Gu Sanqiu: ...
There's no more chatting today.
"In short, if you really join the ranks of the Fatui, maybe this world will be more interesting."
Guo Beng said calmly: "Being able to ignore the shackles of fate and dance freely, haha, such an evaluation coming from the mouth of a demon god is really interesting."
"I don't hear any 'interesting' feeling from your words."
Gu Sanqiu covered his face and said, "Boy, well, a boy is a boy. At least it can prove that I am younger."
"young……"
Guo Beng looked at Gu Sanqiu and said, "One last question for you. What did you give the doctor at that time?"
"His slices include almost all age groups. If it is a normal moment, slices with different personalities will quarrel over one thing because they look at the world in different ways."
"But there is one problem. They are all very consistent in their attitude towards you. They think you are a rare and close friend."
"What on earth did you do?"
"Good question, but you might as well ask him directly about this kind of thing."
Gu Sanqiu smiled and said, "What good is there in being called a close friend by such a lunatic? Isn't the best way to treat a close friend to cut him open and study him carefully?"
"It seems that the confidentiality work has been done well. If you are interested, go ask Tartaglia. He has read the letter, but the warrior probably doesn't know what it means."
"I almost forgot to ask you, where is Rosalin? Why haven't I seen that rampant lady recently?"
Guo Beng lowered his head and continued to process the wood: "She seems to have had some problems. She lived in the West Wind Church for a while some time ago, and then took a boat directly back to the Winter Kingdom. She will not be on field duty in the short term."
"Thank you. Goodbye."
"No."
After Gu Sanqiu left, Guo Beng raised his head and looked in the direction he left.
"Change, positive change, for both Tartaglia and Rosalin."
"Although I don't know what you are capable of, this doesn't prevent me from realizing what kind of magic you have."
"A moth that flies into the flame will eventually perish. This is the fate spoken by the man of winter himself."
"But now, the moth has turned into a firebird of nirvana, haha."
Guo Beng placed his right hand on the wood, and when he let go, the wood had turned into the appearance of Gu Sanqiu.
It was a wooden sculpture wearing a black robe, carrying a spear on his back, with his hands in his pockets.
What’s different from ordinary wood carvings is that this one has three faces.
Indifference, madness, smile, the three faces become vivid under the sculpture of Guo Beng.
From the front, it was a strange smile.
But if you observe from the side, no matter which face it is, it is affected by the other two faces, making people feel disgusted and unable to see the truth.
This is a little carving technique, similar to some patterns carved out to create a psychedelic effect in areas that are prevented from entering by outsiders.
"Can you help me find what I want?"
Guo Beng collected the wood carving, saying that this work was the best today and had a certain collection value.
If he ever gets angry with me, I can tear the wood carving into pieces in front of him for fun.
…
"Hey, Brother Zhongli, you are here too. Thank you for your support."
Gu Sanqiu bowed to Zhongli with a smile.
Every time when he had to call his father "Brother Zhongli" in public, he felt an inexplicable joy.
But I don’t know whether my dad felt happiness or something else.
"You're welcome. The hall master just ordered me to come here for field work."
I believe you are a ghost. When will that girl be able to order you around?
This is a tea shop that combines rest and information gathering. It can be used as a rest area for passing also as a tour guide.
The source of inspiration was Dolly. After her sister's health improved, Dolly came to get involved under the pretext of "helping her elder brother solve his problems", and it seems to be profitable so far.
If individual guests want to rest, they may not make much money, but if the number of tourists increases, it .
Dolly also reached a business agreement with other stall owners to deliver some of the goods to her tea stall, and they sold them together, and she would take a commission from the profits.
The composition of the tea stall is a bit complicated, but this approach can also consolidate its position, so that the rest area set up by the General Affairs Department is basically deserted.
It’s just a little weird that the purple-haired loli keeps calling me “big brother”.
Gu Sanqiu glanced at Zhongli's table. There were a few steaming teacups on the table, but no one was sitting there.
"Brother Zhongli is sharing a table with others?"
"Well, a few friends came."
ah?
Dad’s friends, and how many of them are here?
Gu Sanqiu's expression froze, and then he whispered something.
"Dad, just tell me straight, a few demons are coming."
Zhongli:?
"What weird things are you talking about?"
Gu Sanqiu said: "Your friend, besides my good uncle, which country's demon god has come? At least you should give me some psychological preparation."
Zhongli glanced at this rebellious son and asked: "Do you really want other demon gods to come?"
"I don't hope so at all. It would be good if you don't come to mess with me, at least not at this time."
Zhongli calmly drank his tea: "I was indeed sharing a table with others. Miss Dolly has a good business talent. I almost couldn't find a seat."
"But, the drunk poet is here, playing at the archery range not far ahead. It looks like he's planning to win all the boss's prizes."
A demon-level guy is going to bully an ordinary boss?
Gu Sanqiu turned around immediately: "I'll go and take a look. We need to let him take it easy."
"By the way, Dad, why didn't the man in black come?"
Zhongli sipped his tea: "He's in jail."
Ah this.
Is the amount of information today a bit too much? Is it the same type as Uncle Ruota’s Fulong Tree Space, so it’s not easy to get out?
"Watch your step~"
A drunken voice interrupted Gu Sanqiu's thoughts. He looked up and saw the drunkard poet holding a bottle of wine and standing in front of the stall, talking about the world.
It looks like he is teaching the kids who are holding children's bows and arrows how to shoot arrows, and reminding them to keep their lower body steady.
The devil taught him personally, but he still looked so unreliable.
And there is another problem.
There was a weird little girl.
Gu Sanqiu narrowed his eyes and instantly identified something wrong among the crowd.
The posture was very correct, a standard textbook archery posture, but the look in his eyes was not right, and one could tell that he was eager to try.
A person who can practice this posture should not have this kind of look, and a child with this kind of look should not be able to practice this kind of archery posture.
Is Wendy using her reputation as a judge to protect people?
Or is this the "friend" that Daddy mentioned?
It’s normal for big guys to have baby-faced versions, right?
Gu Sanqiu thought about it, and the little figure that he noticed was wrong smiled playfully.
It's interesting that even the children observe so carefully.
First time meeting, the child favored by the earth.
