Master of the Worlds

Chapter 412 Ever since I met your daughter-in-law, I have committed you as a friend

On the second day after arriving in this small town, a murder occurred.

Ling Ran felt in everyone's hearts, that thing who didn't know whether it was a demon or a ghost was really rampant.

However, the method is different every time, but it still gives people a confusing and confusing feeling.

Just when a few people were puzzled, a person, a woman, a beautiful foreign woman with blond hair and blue eyes, walked outside the door of the inn.

The woman is very beautiful and attracts many people's attention as soon as she appears on the stage.

The inn clerk was stunned the first time he saw the woman, and it was the ghost surnamed Zhao who patted him before he realized it.

"Girl, are you a top student or a hotel?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that such a blond woman who looked like a foreigner could understand what he said?
But soon, his worries dissipated into nothingness.

"Excuse me, is there any guest room here? I plan to stay here for a few days, I don't know if it is possible."

The woman spoke Chinese very authentically. According to Mu Feng's speculation, if she were to take the Mandarin test in later generations, this woman would definitely get a grade of Grade B or above.

Some people may not understand this, so let’s put it another way.

If you communicate with this woman with your eyes closed, no one will believe that she is a foreign woman.

As for the Chinese language, most Chinese people can't compare it.

After hearing what the woman said, the man hurriedly bowed to invite the woman in.

"The guest room is still there, girl, please come in, and the younger one will take you to the guest room."

"Thank you."

The woman smiled kindly, and the smile gave people a feeling of spring breeze.

"My name is Mary. You can call me Mary if you feel uncomfortable."

For the request of the guests, the man naturally responded.

"Miss Mary, please go upstairs, there are several rooms upstairs, you can choose one at will."

The inn, which had not had business for a long time, had several groups of guests as soon as it arrived. Thinking about it early in the morning, Xiao Jiu started to get busy.

After sending the woman upstairs, not long after, the man came down from upstairs.

After that, several waves of people wanted to have breakfast, and Xiao Jiu was busy again.

Half an hour later, including Mary who went upstairs at first, all the guests of the inn sat in the lobby.

On every table, there is a hot breakfast.

A few groups of people ate on their own, soaking a deep-fried dough stick in the tofu brain, and the ghost surnamed Zhao put the soaked deep-fried dough stick into his mouth.

"Pooh!"

Just chewed it, and spit out all the drunk fried dough sticks in one bite.

"Dude, why is your tofu nao salty!"

The ghost messenger had a look of displeasure on his face, as if he had been treated unfairly.

"Huh? Master Zhao, isn't this tofu brain salty?"

The sudden question caught the guy by surprise, and he blurted out a sentence, and it was too late to take it back.

"You eat tofu and salty food? Heretics, you!"

Speaking of which, the ghost messenger pushed the salted tofu brain forward, "Go, change a bowl for my grandfather.

After taking the bowl of salty tofu nao, the waiter hesitated and asked, "Then, Mr. Zhao, do you want something sweet?"

He once heard that in some places, there are some heretics who eat tofu and like to eat sweets.

Sweet tofu nao, can you eat that?

He never believed that there were people who liked to eat sweet tofu, but he never expected that he would encounter such a heretic.

It's just that it's okay not to ask, as soon as he asked, the ghost slapped the table.

"Sweet? You are still not convinced that you are a heretic. Can sweet tofu be eaten?

Scoop a bowl of old tofu for grandpa, pour Shanxi old mature vinegar, smear mustard sauce, and sprinkle some pepper! "

The ghost surnamed Zhao took it for granted, as if he was the only truth, and everything else was heresy.

Hearing this, the guy nodded yes, turned around and walked towards the back kitchen, but he kept slandering in his heart, who is the heretic?
Sweet tofu nao is heresy, you can be burned at the stake in ancient times, right?

As for the thoughts in the buddy's mind, the ghosts naturally don't know.

After watching the buddy leave, he saw that everyone's eyes were drawn to him, and there was an apologetic smile on the ghost messenger's face.

"I'm sorry to bother you all, I'm here to accompany you all."

Seeing that this guy is quite sensible, and no one really blamed him for anything, they all shook their heads and said it was fine.

After that, several people continued to eat, but the ghost boy, because his tofu cake had not been served yet, kept looking around here and there, and started to talk to people casually when he was bored.

"This big girl, look at the UK as a foreigner. I don't know where she came from?"

The ghost messenger looked at the last foreign woman who came in, with a strong curiosity on his face.

Hearing this, the woman put down the steamed buns she picked up with her chopsticks, raised her head and showed him a nice smile.

With a slight smile on his face, he replied, "Yes, I'm from England."

"Yo! England? Great Britain? I've heard of it. It's a good place, not bad! It's a pity that I probably won't have the chance to go there in my life, otherwise I must go there!"

Hearing this, the smile on the woman's face seemed to be a little stronger.

"Hehe, if there is a chance, there will be a chance!"

Shaking his head, the ghost sighed.

"Hey, the war has been going on for almost a year, and there are dead people everywhere.

I'm so busy here, how can I find time to go abroad? "

As he spoke, he shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention these unhappy things, so the ghost changed the subject.

"I heard the girl say that your name is Mary, remember that right?"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in the foreign woman's eyes.

"Like, the pronunciation is very standard. Has this elder brother studied English?"

"Hey! I was born with mud legs, where did I learn English.

By the way, my surname is Zhao, but my first name, they all call me Zhao Li. "

"Oh? An official envoy?"

Women seem to be very interested in this name.

"That's right, he's also the official of the ghostly and cruel official!"

Hearing this, the woman's expression was startled, obviously she didn't expect someone to explain her name like that.

"It's really the first time I've heard someone explain my name like this, if there really is such a job as ghost messenger, there should be a lot less bad guys, right?

After all, there is retribution for doing bad things. "

Hearing this, Zhao Li nodded.

"Why, girl, do you have any legends about ghost messengers in England?"

"we"

The woman pondered for a moment and replied, "We have legends of the God of Death, but no one is sure whether the God of Death really exists."

The woman's eyes were a little deep, as if she was recalling the legends she had heard.

"This is the difference in culture. If I have time, I really want to communicate with girls about the different cultures between the two countries."

The woman nodded, "There will be a chance!"

There was a silence between the two.

After that, Zhao Li turned his gaze to the couple.

When he was communicating with Mary, the man and woman looked at them from time to time, as if they didn't understand how two people from different countries could have such a friendly conversation.

"You two, what's your name?"

"My surname is Zhao, and this is my wife, Wanqin."

The man raised his head, put his left hand on the box beside him, nodded to Zhao Li and returned.

"Oh? Brother Tai is also surnamed Zhao, from the same family! No way, we were still the same family 500 years ago!"

The man seemed not good at words, he didn't know how to respond to Zhao Li's enthusiastic reaction.

"What? Brother doesn't want to be my friend?"

Seeing that the man didn't respond to him, Zhao Li's expression turned serious.

"No, no. How come."

The man shook his head and uttered three negative words in succession.

"Brother Zhao, why do I feel that you are a little nervous?"

Zhao Li looked at the other party suspiciously, his face full of curiosity.

"No, no!"

The man shook his head again.

"Oh, it's fine if you don't!"

Nodding his head, Zhao Li didn't ask any more questions.

"To tell you the truth, brother Zhao, ever since I met your wife, I have made a decision in my heart."

"What decision?"

The man's face was startled, as if he didn't understand what the other party's decision had to do with his wife.

"Well, that's right. Your friend, I, Zhao Li, have made a decision!"

man:"."

Everyone: "."

(End of this chapter)