God Killer: Star Weaver

As the sun sets in the west, the sunset dyes the sky red, and a peaceful twilight gradually envelopes the town.

Ling Chen walked on the cobblestone streets, his shadow stretched long in the orange afterglow. He was not traveling slowly, but the journey was too far and he could not reach Dao Pavilion in just a few days.

The bustling crowd gradually dispersed, and as the night fell, the Star Weavers all returned to their rest areas. Various types of huts on the roadside are gradually closing.

"We need to find a place to rest."

Frowning at the increasingly quiet streets, Ling Chen felt a little tired and needed to find a place to stay.

While he was looking around, he saw a little candlelight in the distance. When he looked closely, he saw a lantern full of ancient charm, swaying gently, emitting a weak and warm light, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

"It seems quite lively?"

While walking and looking at this lantern, Ling Chen couldn't help but murmur. His ears were very sensitive and he could already hear the noise coming from the distance. Naturally, it came from where the lantern was.

Ling Chen quickly quickened his pace. As his pace continued to accelerate, the lantern became clearer and clearer. When he finally arrived, bursts of inexplicable fragrance hit his nostrils.

"It's so lively inside."

When Ling Chen arrived at this location, he was faced with a wooden building that was much larger than the surrounding huts. There were many candlelight lanterns hanging on the eaves, and there were noises and cheers coming from inside.

Ling Chen raised his head and looked at the beautiful seal script engraved on the wooden sign hanging outside the building. The four big characters "Qinghe Tavern" came into view. Although Ling Chen couldn't understand the strange words on the scroll, he still had a vague memory of these simple words.

Two ancient-style oil lamps hung on the lintel of the tavern, emitting a faint warm light, which contrasted sharply with the gradually deepening blue sky around them.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen opened the door and wanted to stay here for a while.

"good!!"

"Done!!"

As the door opened, an extremely lively scene suddenly appeared.

The noise in the tavern was much louder than on the street during the day. Shortly after nightfall, the atmosphere inside was in stark contrast to the silence outside, and it was very lively. Many drinkers sat around the carved wooden tables, laughing and chatting with each other, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time. The lights cast soft spots of light, reflecting the smiles on people's faces, and every corner is filled with joy and warmth.

"hehe."

Looking at these drinkers who laughed from time to time, Ling Chen was also a little infected. He found an unoccupied square table seat in the corner and sat down, stretched out and looked not far away. The service staff greeting customers at the counter.

Because there were too many people, no one took the initiative to entertain Ling Chen. But this just met his wish. He didn't plan to drink anything here, but he just wanted to find a place to rest. As for food, Mu Yao gave him a lot, so there was no need to buy it through trading here.

Nodding, Ling Chen calmed down and took out the small book from the ring that he had exchanged for the ring from the street stall during the day. He briefly flipped through it. Although he couldn't understand it, he wanted to read it out of curiosity. Look at what a book that “teaches people how to read” looks like.

However, when he turned the first page, he frowned because the strangeness of this book far exceeded his expectation - starting from the first page, there were strange things as densely packed as ants. The text takes up all of the page, and there is almost no white space on the entire page.

"Is this really an enlightenment book?"

Ling Chen frowned and continued to flip through. However, every page was exactly the same as the first page. If you didn't look carefully, you might not be able to find that the symbols and text were different from the first page.

"Is a book that teaches people writing so complicated..."

The book was very thick. When Ling Chen turned to the last page, he couldn't help but sigh and murmured. There is nothing in this book except the dense text symbols, not even a picture. Without a teacher who understands the text to teach it, it would be impossible to know what it says.

"Little brother, are you a scholar?"

Just when Ling Chen was playing with the little book helplessly, a magnetic and rough voice suddenly came from the other side.

Ling Chen looked up and saw a big man sitting opposite him. The big man was wearing the same cloth as him, but his strong muscles seemed to burst the clothes, and his whole body exuded the smell of alcohol and sweat. the taste of. The most noteworthy thing is the big man's face. Although his head is much bigger than Ling Chen, from the facial features, it can still be seen that he is a human being - if you ignore the two fangs protruding from his mouth. .

"Beast Human Race." Ling Chen murmured in his heart. This was the first time he saw an orc. The unique strength and boldness of the orc made him a little novel.

"Little brother, what are you looking at? Are you a scholar?" Seeing that Ling Chen didn't speak, the big man smiled and repeated again. Then he waved his huge hand to summon a maid and ordered some drinks.

Ling Chen sat across from him and quietly flipped through a thick book. His calm and delicate face was a bit out of place in this hilarious scene of people drinking and drinking. At first glance, he looked like a scholar. Of course, only he knew that he couldn't read it at all. Understand what is in the book.

"No." Ling Chen shook his head with a smile, "I can't understand, I just turned it over for fun."

The big man laughed so loudly that even the tables and chairs shook a few times. Ling Chen was also startled by the laughter. Soon, the maid came over with a wine jar and several bowls, carefully placed them on their table, then bowed slightly to the big man and retreated.

The big man suddenly picked up the wine jar with one hand and poured wine into the bowls in front of him. Then he put down the jar with a bang, picked up one of the bowls filled with wine, and slowly pushed the other bowl towards Ling Chen:

"Little brother, do you want to accompany me?"

Ling Chen put down the book, curiously took the wine bowl that was pushed over, and smelled it. An indescribable aroma penetrated his nose. It seemed that he had never drank anything like this.

"Gudong, gudong."

Ignoring Ling Chen, the big man raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl. Then he burped, spit out the smell of wine, and quickly wiped away the remaining wine from his mouth with his arm:

"Hahaha, good wine, good wine!!"

"Holy shit, it's so spicy! Is this pepper water?!"

Ling Chen smiled, and carefully picked up the bowl and took a sip. Suddenly, a knife-like feeling rushed from his esophagus into his body, making his entire abdomen feel hot. He had never drank alcohol before. He stood up suddenly, jumped a few times, then stuck out his tongue, waved his hands desperately, and pushed the cooling fan into his throat to relieve the throat burnt by the wine.

"Huh? Little brother, come to the pub, you don't know how to drink?"

The big man burped again, looked at Ling Chen's hopping, couldn't help but be startled, and then asked.

Ling Chen didn't answer. He was still relieving the discomfort caused by the strong drink that entered his soul. The heat and anxiety that was originally only in his abdomen had spread throughout his body, and even caused the hidden perception in his body to fluctuate suddenly. If he hadn't suppressed it with all his strength, I'm afraid that huge perception would have burst out.

"It's really disappointing." The big man shook his head, then waved his hand to the maid and gave some instructions. Soon after, the maid came over with several bowls of water.

Ling Chen drank several bowls of water and finally extinguished the burning sensation. He gasped for air. Although his abdomen became very painful as the water poured in, it was much better than before.

"Thank you. I've never drunk this stuff."

After a while, Ling Chen finally recovered and smiled at the big man.

"If you haven't drunk it before, then this wine is indeed a bit strong." The big man smiled and shook his head, "What's your name, little brother?"

"Ling Chen." Ling Chen replied softly.

"This name... are you Dragonborn or Dragon Race?" The big man was slightly startled and asked. The Beast Human Race is also a race that advocates power, so the Dragonborn and Dragon Race, two races inherited from the ancient Dragon Race, which is a symbol of power, will naturally have some inexplicable attraction for them.

"No, I am a human, but I came out of the Dragon Pavilion to gain experience." Ling Chen replied with a smile.

"Oh, hahaha." The big man laughed a few times, "I'm from Dragon Pavilion. My name is Boli Boli Dobolgun, the beast Human Race, from Tufang Pavilion! I am also a star weaver, every night They all come here to have fun! Oh, speaking of which, our Tufang Pavilion is quite close to your Dragon Pavilion!”

"Bo Libo, what..." Ling Chen's smile froze. He couldn't remember such a weird and long name, but he still politely replied, "Is that so? No wonder I think Mr. Bo is quite... quite handsome."

As soon as the word handsome came out, looking at the fangs at the corner of the big man's mouth, as well as the huge head and figure, the corners of Ling Chen's mouth trembled and he suppressed a smile. Since the other party has expressed goodwill, he naturally has to respond, but how to praise the other party, instructor Mu Yao only taught him a little bit.

Except for the elves, all the men praised their handsomeness, all the women praised their beauty, and the elves all praised their elegance!

"So honest and polite? Are human beings like this in their infancy?" Bollipoli Dobolgon was slightly startled, and his favorability towards Ling Chen increased a few points, and then he couldn't help but look down at the tattoo on his left wrist. A thick iron ring several times larger than a normal person's. He whispered in his heart, "I wonder if my little boy will be as big as him..."

The two of them laughed and chatted for a while, and suddenly Ling Chen seemed to remember something and asked: "Mr. Bo, you said you would come here to play every night. What specifically do you want to play?"

"Haha." Bollipoli Dobolgon smiled roughly, turned around and pointed in one direction of the tavern. Ling Chen looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a huge stage there, surrounded by a large number of lanterns. It was illuminated, and the side was already filled with drinkers, and it was obvious that some event was about to begin.

"Of course it's the Martial Dao exhibition match only available at Qinghe Tavern! It's about to start!"