Chapter 43

"It's really getting more and more interesting..."

Lorraine, crouching outside the barn, looked at the broken carriage parked at the door and the people sneaking out of it. In a place like shanty town, what kind of guy wants to take a carriage?

If it's for hidden tracks, isn't the carriage more eye-catching than the clothes on your body? But on the contrary, the owner of the carriage is more afraid of his identity being exposed or his face being seen by others than whether he is conspicuous, so he would rather use this strange way.

So I'm afraid the other party is not small, either rich or expensive - then again, it's impossible to get rid of a group of scoundrels without a lot of money.

With the arrival of the carriage, the scoundrels wandering around the barn entered the gate one after another. Loren also carefully followed the surrounding crowd and walked in through the side door.

The burning campfire, the broken wooden barrels filled with inferior wine, and the smell of sour smell all around. The whole barn is a scene of the annual meeting of the beggars' sect. Curled up in an inconspicuous corner, Loren pulled his hood to make himself look as inconspicuous as possible, but he could fully notice the position in the middle of the barn.

Loren, who was sinking down, even relaxed a little, as leisurely as waiting for prey, and even filled a cup of bad wine from the broken barrel.

In contrast, the boy who called himself "hat" was not as relaxed as him - from the moment he saw the carriage parked at the door, the boy's head was constantly fighting between heaven and man. When everyone began to come in, he couldn't help hiding in the crowd and didn't dare to stand up. Anyway, he was short and small and didn't look dazzling.

After a while, the hat saw their "boss" - a fat man with a thick face, greeting a mysterious man wrapped in gray robes. The boss who usually yells like a fat dog in front of the grey robed master, shrinks his neck and bends his waist, and his face is full of flattering smiles.

After greeting the grey robed master to sit down, the boss regained his old look. Standing next to the bonfire in the middle of the barn, a pair of small eyes squeezed out of the fat room looked around: "brothers, we have distinguished guests tonight. Don't you all say hello to the master with me!"

A group of scoundrels followed their boss and bowed in a clumsy imitation of the rich people who usually spit behind their backs. However, the grey robed man didn't seem to care about these, and coughed gently to continue.

"Er... The master said that as long as we honestly listen to orders in the future, the tavern next door will be ours from now on!"

Until then, the roaring cheers came from the originally stuffy barn. It was obvious that the scoundrels had been watching the tavern for a long time, and their faces were full of surprise and flattery. The boy in the middle of the crowd also giggled with the people around him, as if nothing had really happened.

"Not only that, but if anyone can finish what the master told him, there will be extra reward!" seeing the happy appearance of the younger brothers, the boss with a fierce face was more excited. He conveniently pointed to a scoundrel standing in front: "you, ah, yes, it's you. What did you say to me this morning?"

"I see! The wizard who came last time followed a priest into the church!" the dancing scoundrel jumped out as soon as he heard "there is a reward" and raised his right hand for fear of being preempted by others.

"Well done!" seeing the grey robed man behind him nodded, the boss with a little flesh pain threw a bag of copper plates to the scoundrel, then pretended to be happy and shouted to the crowd: "see, it's all cash! Who else has seen the wizard?"

The cold hat behind hurried to drill behind the crowd. Before turning around, it was stared at by the sharp eyed boss: "Hey, aren't you also near the church? What about the other two people?"

"He, they haven't come back yet?" the somewhat guilty hat turned and asked back with a fake surprised smile. He came out of the crowd and stood in front of the boss and the man in gray.

"The boy is the smartest. The wallet of the whole ancient town can't escape his eyes." the boss patted the little shoulder of the hat and boasted to the man in grey robe: "come on, tell the master what you found?"

"I, I have been in the back wall of the Church..." hesitated, trembling hat eyes kept turning back and forth, quickly thinking about how to deal with it.

Just as Yu Guang swept around, the boy suddenly found an extra man with a hood in the corner of the barn and raised his glass to him with a smile. The hat immediately felt the cold hair stand upright behind it!

"But, but I didn't find anything!" Qiang swallowed his words and pretended to be calm. He didn't dare to look into the boss's eyes: "I saw them go drinking, and then... Then I came back."

"He lied!"

The silent grey robed man suddenly opened his mouth and stared at the pale hat: "catch him!"

The gray hat didn't want to turn around and run immediately. The scoundrels around shouted and rushed at him, but missed one by one. The vigorous boys ran towards the door of the barn like slippery fish.

But there are too many people in the room. The jumping hat still broke his knee, and he was almost hit on his head by the flying wine cup, but he didn't dare to cry out and endured the pain - as long as he stopped, he would be finished, and the man in grey would certainly not let himself go!

"Bang --!"

I don't know where the noise came from, a fire burst on the eaves of the barn, and then there was thick smoke, which seemed to light something. The scoundrels in the house immediately made a mess. Even the gray robed man who had just behaved calmly seemed to have become a fly without a brain bag and shouted in panic.

"He's in this barn, and the damn wizard is in this barn - catch him for me!" the gray robed man's voice was unexpectedly sharp and a little flustered: "if anyone catches him, the tavern is whose!"

Such a reward not only did not arouse the "morale" of the scoundrels, but made the scene more chaotic. Finally, the grey robed man who couldn't sit still dragged the "ferocious" boss around him and escaped from the side door of the barn.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he escaped from the barn full of smoke. Before he could catch his breath, his hat was still thinking of going there. He found that there was a figure in front of him - the wizard who was not much bigger than himself was looking at himself with a smile.

"I, I didn't tell them that the guy found it himself!" the boy who was still gasping quickly explained, "you saw it, too. He knew I lied at a glance!"

"I didn't mean to blame you. In fact, it helped me a lot." Loren squatted down and patted his hat on the shoulder. "Don't worry, no one will come to trouble you again."

The worn-out carriage, the concealed grey robed man - such a target is easier to find for Loren than the moon. He can even vaguely guess who it is, but he still needs to be further determined. If it goes well, he may be able to see the truth again tonight.

Of course, the last one depends on the situation. Compared with the truth, Loren hopes to have a few more cards in his hand, so as not to make himself an inadvertent dilemma.

Lauren, who comforted the boy, turned and left, closely following the ruts on the ground, and left the smoking shanty town. He didn't even need too much attention. He could detect how panicked the other party was when he left.

I don't know how many intersections I turned and passed through half of Gumu town. Loren found the empty broken carriage in a small alley - obviously, the other party was not completely brainless. He also knew to cover up the trace, threw down the carriage and chose to leave on foot.

But he didn't have to bother to find it. Lauren, who was a little panting, had a strange smile on his face. He looked at the luxurious house opposite, on which there was a wooden sign with the words "Lyle's house".

The house of one of the few rich businessmen in Gumu town - and it's the one Draco mentioned.

"How to say, life is really full of coincidences."