The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

After the masked girl left, I jumped back into the courtyard.

Tyler didn't sleep, and Godot got up too, sitting on the steps, one old and one young.

Godot asked: "Is it her again?"

I nodded.

He frowned, gave me a deep look, then nodded slightly, and went back to the room to rest.

Taylor didn't move, he was still sitting on the steps, shaking his fan while watching me.

I touched my face and asked, "What's wrong, old man, are there flowers on my face?"

Taylor chuckled, "The flowers don't grow long, but I think you're lucky with peach blossoms."

"Oh Yo?" I was happy: "What do you say?"

He was leaning against the pillar and said, "I mean, that little girl is interesting to you."

"Don't laugh at your old man." I shook my head and said, "She has pointed ears. She may be from the elves. How many elves and humans have married?"

Taylor uttered an'um', and said without hesitation: "Although there are not many, it does not mean that there is no. Except for those elf royals who claim to be the darlings of the gods of creation, there are still cases of marriage between ordinary elf and human races. of."

"Hey, your old man, don't arrange me anymore" I sighed: "I have three fiancees now, and I will make noises from time to time to make a little awkwardness or something. If this is one more... I can't imagine it."

"Promising" Taylor gave me a blank look and said, "I want to tell you that you can marry ten or eight more, and have a bunch of children, and you can also accompany the old man as a company."

I said hehe: "Look at what you said, the more you say it, the more outrageous you are. Am I not talking with your old man now~"

"You are all bullshit" he scolded: "When you get married in the future, you will definitely use your energy on your wives. Where can I still have the energy to talk to the old man, talk to me, ask me to say, you better Find more wives and give birth to enough at a time. If I can bring out more than 20 children, I will keep them from tossing you."

"Yeah, if you say that, there are really more than 20 bear kids coming out, so you can't make you up to death?"

"I won't" Taylor waved his hands repeatedly: "Where is my grandfather who hates his grandson's noise? I, I will call them into the yard, sit around and tell them stories every day, don't worry, old man, I have nothing else, stories But I have everything, even if I don’t sleep and listen every day, I can still be as old as you. Hear me at this age."

I suddenly remembered something, so I asked, "By the way, old man, I don't know yet, how old are you now?"

Taylor was also taken aback. For a long time, he said: "What a special thing, I forgot..."

It stands to reason that the old man Taylor must be quite old. When the lord and his grandfather were on the throne, Taylor was already the same size as me. Now, the lord has succeeded to the throne for decades and is already 60 or 70 years old. According to this estimate, Tyler must be eighty to ninety years old, or one hundred or so years old.

But depending on his mental outlook, he looked like a man in his sixties or seventies, saying that the old man was an insult to him.

I didn't delve into this question, Taylor didn't answer, one didn't ask, and the other was vague and refused to say.

I feel more and more that I and Taylor are in a better understanding.

Early the next morning, I heard the sound of sweeping the floor in the yard, and when I opened the door, Lizi was wearing an unfitting dress, waving a broom that was higher than herself, and swept the ground hard.

Her movements were both serious and laborious, and the sweat ran down her cheeks, ticking down to the ground. It can be seen that she has been sweeping for a while.

Not far from her, Lily was squatting on the ground, with one hand on her chin, the other on the dustpan, her eyes closed, and her head dozing off little by little.

I cleared my throat and made a series of unpleasant sounds. Lizi stopped her movements in an instant, raised her head, her eyes were filled with joy, she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

Lily was also taken aback by my voice. She stood up abruptly and looked around blankly. After looking around for a long time, she focused on me and said sweetly: "Brother Xiaoyi!"

Lizi said, "Xiao, Xiaoyi, brother, brother..."

"Good" I touched her hair and said, "You got up so early to sweep the floor?"

"I, I promised..."

She was speechless again.

"That's the head of the big sister" Lily emphasized: "I have told you so many times!"

Lizi said: "Yes, I, promise, the eldest sister."

"Huh?" I found out that Lizi was a little stuttered when she spoke. She glanced at her and looked at her. Lizi's hands were shaking all the time. It was a nervous state.

I laughed and touched her head again: "Well, do it well, I'll get you...you buy clothes."

"Ah, great!" Lily was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up happily. Lizi's face was blooming with joy, but she still didn't say a word.

"Early in the morning, it's noisy." Ma Qi sighed, opened the door to the room, looked around, and said, "Xiao Yi, are you going out?"

I nodded.

She turned around, looked at the magic clock, and mumbled: "It's only four o'clock, so early...will you come soon?"

I nodded again.

"Bring me a pot of watermelon juice."

With that, he closed the door.

Inside the door, another voice came from Kunna: "I want a pot too, you pay for it yourself."

I:......

Coming to the street, some hangover guests staggered out of pubs and nightclubs, tired and depraved, some of them still had rouge and lipstick on their faces.

In Ai Rui City, or even in the entire Hefeng Continent, there are almost no people who practice morning exercises. Because of the skill of morning exercises, you can go to the dungeon to meet monsters for a while.

Therefore, at this time, all you can see on the street, except for the grocery shopping customers, are these guys who are addicted to alcohol.

Shops selling clothes usually open very early. As indigenous people, they know the itineraries of us adventurers very well.

Most of them will come out to buy things at three or four o'clock in the morning until seven or eight o'clock in the morning. After this time, the passenger flow will be extremely sharply reduced until three or four o'clock in the afternoon. But at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, it will drop sharply again.

Walking into a clothing store, the boss and shop assistants inside are sighing. From their sleepy eyes, it can be seen that this is just waking up and has not been relieved.

Even when I walked in, they didn't even notice.

I coughed sharply and said, "Uh-huh, buy clothes!"

The boss was surprised at first. Before he opened his eyes, he subconsciously showed a flattering smile and his customary greetings: "Oh, guest, you are welcome to visit us, our shop is high in quality and cheap, with complete styles. What type, brand and style do you want to buy, just say it, we will choose one for you, and you will be satisfied!"

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