Alien Queen

Fat thought that Li Junshan, who had obtained the summoning secrets handed down from generation to generation, could not wait to start learning. Unexpectedly, when the two returned to the tavern, Li Junshan ran into the kitchen and came out again in the blink of an eye.

I almost forgot if you didn't tell me yesterday. I haven't seen Andri for a long time. Are you going? Li Junshan blinked and asked Fate.

Go, why don't you go. Fate felt that there should be some fun to watch. There must be a story in the task of offering a reward of two gold coins to break the leg.

What are you wearing, why is it so fragrant? Fart smelled a strange fragrance from Li Junshan's body.

Li Junshan chuckled and said nothing. The two walked along the street to the east. It was already evening, and Fenghuo Town, which had been bustling for a day, gradually calmed down. From time to time, someone greeted Li Junshan, and it could be seen that he was very popular in this town.

Not long after they reached East Street, Li Junshan heard a ding-dong sound of knocking on iron from a distance, turned a corner along the street, and a blacksmith's shop with a huge hammer hanging appeared in front of them.

A burly man with a red beard and a height of nearly two meters held a red-hot iron handle with iron tongs in his left hand, and he tapped regularly with a hammer in his right hand. Opposite him stood a young guy, muscular all over, holding a huge hammer and working with the blacksmith to hammer the discus.

Andre... Li Junshan greeted him from afar.

Little bastard. The blacksmith looked up and saw Li Junshan, he was furious, and rushed over with a hammer in his hand.

You still dare to come. The blacksmith Andre ran up to Li Junshan in a few steps, with a red discus in his left hand and a hammer in his right. He seemed embarrassed to use his heavy hand, and he raised his foot and kicked Li Junshan.

How could Li Junshan stand still and be beaten, he jumped to the side nimbly, took out an oilcloth bag from his arms, and said with a playful smile: This is to honor you.

As Li Junshan opened the oilcloth bag, a strange fragrance wafted out immediately, and the blacksmith who followed him retracted his feet, looked at the things in the oilcloth bag with wide eyes, and asked, What the hell is this?

There are a few pieces of bright yellow pancakes wrapped in the oilcloth bag. There are many meat granules sticking to the fried yellow surface, and some strange-colored powder is sprinkled on it. Not to mention the smell, but the appearance is enough to make the mouths of the people next to you salivate masterpiece.

Suyoubing, you don't even know. I apologize to you with sincerity. How about it? Is my sincerity enough? Li Junshan had a sly look on his face.

Fart. Andri handed the tools in his hand to the salivating apprentice, slapped him, and cursed, Go back to blacksmithing.

Seeing the apprentice walk away, Andri turned around and cursed: Fart, just want me to forgive you, dreaming. Sally is my most precious treasure, you bastard, how dare you peek at her taking a bath!

Fate was in a cold sweat, and subconsciously took a step back to the side.

Li Junshan smiled and said: Isn't that a misunderstanding? I'm so young, how can I have such thoughts. Even if I want to, I can't do it. I didn't look for an iron stove for the tavern that day, so I ran into it by accident.

Bah. Andri spat, his beard almost turned up, and cursed: Even if I'm not in the iron shop, no one in Fenghuo Town knows that I live in the front yard, and you sneak into the backyard Looking for me? Lie to the undead!

Li Junshan kept complaining, and deliberately changed the subject, and said, You know how much work I have spent on these shortbread cakes, and Anna has never eaten them. Let alone the hard-won flour, I grind the oil by hand. Yes, there are also the pieces of meat on it, but I exchanged 500 skewers of Mala Tang for the top-quality snow chicken yesterday from a mercenary on my back.

Li Junshan did not lie, there is a kind of flour in this world, but its taste is extremely strange, most of it is used to make black bread. It took him a month just to find white flour. He accidentally came across a plant similar to wheat, but it was rare.

Andri kept cursing, but his eyes kept staring at the pieces of shortbread, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he swallowed more and more saliva.

Seeing this, Li Junshan added fuel to the fire and said, Eat this shortbread while it's hot, and it won't taste bad after a while when it cools down.

At least fifty more. Andri grabbed the oilcloth bag, stretched out five fingers and said in a rough voice.

Fifty? Old thing, you said it lightly. Li Junshan cursed in his heart, writing a bad check casually, he nodded sharply, and looked at the blacksmith's shop.

Sally, long time no see. Li Junshan shouted ghostly to the shop.

A few shortbreads fell into Andri's stomach in an instant. Seeing his intoxicated face, Fate stretched his neck and swallowed his saliva, and then looked over to the shop, his eyes suddenly bulged out, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

The previous apprentice took the place of Andri, and struck up and down with a small hammer in his hand. Just across from him, there was a blond girl of twelve or thirteen years old, with a stone platform under her feet. The huge hammer kept beating.

The young girl's childish face is full of innocence and coquettishness, the body is as weak as a willow branch, the huge hammer rises and falls, the sound of violent knocking, the flickering stove...

All these powerful contrasts made Fate's eyeballs almost roll out.

Hearing Li Junshan's shout, the girl paused slightly, but her subordinates didn't stop, but she didn't know whether it was because of the blazing stove or some other reason, a blush rose on her jade-like cheeks.

Go away. After the shortbread was eaten, Andri turned his face and scolded: Little brat, you look like a skinny monkey in Xishan, and you dare to hit my precious daughter's idea. My Sally, At least marry a nobleman in the future.

Suddenly, a hammer fell from the sky, and it slammed into Li Junshan who was still about to make fun of him, and the bluestone floor split into spider webs.

Father, if you talk nonsense again, I'll smash all the wine in the house. Andri's daughter Sally jumped off the stone platform empty-handed, and said to her father, but her eyes stared fiercely. He glanced at Li Junshan with a hippie smile.

Andri stroked his red beard and said with a smile: Even if you tear apart this old bone of Dad, I have to say it.

Sally was so angry that she gave Andri a blank look, then shook her fist at Li Junshan, put on a fierce expression and said, If Aunt Anna didn't intercede with me, I would beat you to death, little monkey.

On her tender white fists, the cyan light of fighting spirit froze, Fat gasped suddenly.

My God, how old is she, she can actually emit the blue light that only high-level fighters have. Fart felt that his brain was not enough.

Sally, even if you cut off my head, strip away all the flesh and bones, and then use sealing magic to imprison my soul, and endure the pain of soul fire forever, I will say... Li Junshan's face was full. Affectionate, cadenced voice gushes out.

Bastard. Andri jumped into a rage, and he swung his fist the size of a wine jar and threw it down at Li Junshan.

Li Junshan had been prepared for a long time, and before his fist dropped, he turned around and ran for more than ten meters away, and shouted: Sally, I love you!

Andre's angry red beard was trembling, and before he could chase after him, Li Junshan had already run out of the street corner, and no one could see him after turning a corner.

Sally blushed, and couldn't stay any longer, twisted her waist and ran to the back of the shop. The apprentice stood there in a daze with an innocent face.

Fart was still immersed in Li Junshan's affectionate confession, seeing Andre glaring at him, shrank his head, and hurriedly chased after Li Junshan.

You...that Sally...how... Fat caught up with Li Junshan and asked stammeringly.

How is my future wife, isn't she beautiful? Li Junshan said triumphantly.

The corner of Fate's mouth twitched, and he nodded sharply.

Back in the tavern, it was already dark, and Anna was not there, so the two of them ate a few bites before going back to their rooms.

Closing the door behind him, Li Junshan took out the secret book of summoning that he got from the old beggar, and slowly flipped through it. It took him a short time to read it roughly, and he got a general understanding in his heart.

The training method of a summoner is somewhat similar to that of a magician. They condense and expand their spiritual power through meditation. Summon and control monsters in the form of talisman, and practice to expand the spiritual space.

There is a set of illustrations in this booklet to guide you into meditation and talismans. Li Junshan followed the instructions in the book and sat down cross-legged just like the monks he saw in his previous life. Try to meditate.

It didn't take long for Li Junshan to feel that his consciousness gradually became blurred, and his mind went blank, but his mind was extremely clear, not as chaotic as sleeping.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly, messy and complicated information came one after another in Li Junshan's mind, and his head seemed to explode in an instant.

Alien...Game...Li Junshan...Viscount Claure...Nicholas...Foro City...The Harriman family...

Li Junshan's mind was in turmoil, he felt his temples throbbing, and couldn't bear it, he held his head in his hands and shook it desperately.

After a while, the messy information calmed down, as if returning to his memory.

Li Junshan recovered, and only then did he know his identity in this world.

The original owner of his body was Nicholas, who lived in Foro, and his father was Klauer, who was a collateral branch of the famous Harriman family in the Lance Empire. Claure inherited the title of Viscount from his father's generation. He is honest and honest, and he has no talent for magic and fighting spirit. In the eyes of most people in the Harriman family, Claure is a useless person to put it bluntly.

The Harriman family has a history of hundreds of years in the Reims Empire. After so many years of spreading branches and leaves, the natural population is large, but a useless person can inherit the title of Viscount hereditary, which has attracted the covetousness of some people in the family. According to the imperial law, if a hereditary nobleman has no heirs, he can transfer the nobility to his blood relatives if he wants to. It is because of this law that Nicholas was wiped out.

Through inexplicably inheriting all the memories of Nicholas during the meditation just now, Li Junshan clearly recalled that moment.

On the way home from the academy, Nicholas was suddenly ambushed by a group of mysterious men, and the two guards were killed on the spot, but Nicholas was taken away by them and was taken to the direction of Fenghuo Town.

The master said, don't touch this little boy, take him to Fenghuo Town, where the imperial forces have not penetrated, and imprison him. We also left the body of a child who was about the same size as him at the scene. The trash thinks that his son is dead, if he doesn't agree to give up the title to his master, then he will threaten him with the life of the little bastard.

This is the news that Nicholas accidentally heard from his captors when he was on the way. Those who hijacked Nicholas may have stayed in a comfortable environment for too long, or they may have underestimated the complicated form of Fenghuo Town. They were robbed by another group before they arrived in Fenghuo Town.

Those who rob them are mercenaries. The mercenaries in Fenghuo Town are not in the formal mercenary union. When they have business, they are regular mercenaries; .

During the chaotic battle, Nicholas was shot by a stray arrow and lost consciousness...

Later, it was Li Junshan who occupied Nicholas' body.