sad knight

There is a person Han Chun knows who also likes to eat mangoes.

He said that he would be allergic to mangoes, so he could only eat mango-flavored ice cream.

Han Chun sat opposite the man in the dream with a bowl of chocolate ice cream in his hand, and began to unconsciously put the man in the dream on Gu Meng's body.No...it's too coincidental to be believed.

"Shall we eat instead?" Han Chun asked.

The person in the dream refused straight away: "No. You eat yours."

Han Chun: "..."

Probably not, I must have thought too much.Han Chun once again extinguished the unrealistic flame in his heart.

In fact, eating in the game is a very silly thing. Taking red medicine and blue medicine can at least have some effect, but this kind of food that is purely used for eating may be just to satisfy spiritual needs.Sometimes there may not even be a spiritual need, because the designer of this game is too perverted, just like the strange-flavored beans in Harry Potter, and the tens of thousands of foods in the game "Thunder Era" taste like a giant prize pool.

Sometimes... really eat something unspeakable.Not to mention that players can upgrade their cooking skills and invent weird food combinations.

but……

Han Chun took a bite of the ice cream here, but he thought it was quite delicious.

"You don't have to worry about diarrhea if you eat ice cream here." Han Chun said, "I've earned it."

The man in the dream: "...Don't say such things that you have never seen in the world."

Han Chun smiled, shook his head and ignored him.

After eating the ice cream, the two went to the free trade zone for a stroll.Han Chun saw many players chatting and setting up stalls. As soon as he stepped forward, he was stopped by someone to sell potions.

"Transformation Potion!" A female mage with a ponytail enthusiastically recommended, "Wouldn't the young hero come and have a shot?"

Han Chun took the small golden bottle, looked at it in the sunlight, and asked, "What's the use of this?"

The female mage is very sincere: "It's just for fun, you can transform after drinking it, but the transformation is random, and the effect lasts for half an hour."

"That's it..." Han Chun was quite interested.

Female mage: "Buy it? Buy it? Buy it!"

Han Chun: "Okay, okay, buy one."

The person in the dream walked for a long time and then turned back, seeing Han Chun being frantically promoted.

"Let's go! You...don't buy it!" the man in the dream roared angrily.

The female mage looked at the man in the dream in surprise, and said, "You...you are the mage number one on the leaderboard? Damn, add a friend! Add a friend!"

When she shouted, everyone around looked at the person in the dream.Han Chun hurriedly put away the transformation potion, finally realized that something was wrong with his gaffe, and ran away with the man in his dream.

The man in the dream wore a hood, covered his face tightly, and said, "No friends! No signature!"

Han Chun and Mengliren flashed into a small alley, a little scared and said: "Master, so you are so famous."

"There's a fart name, these people are too good." The man in the dream said impatiently, "What did you just buy?"

Han Chundao: "Transformation potion."

The man in the dream: "Cut, this thing is for coaxing children."

The alley was very narrow, Han Chun raised his head, and even the skyline seemed to have disappeared a lot.The bricks on both sides are faded, and there are occasional stray cats in the dark corners, watching the humans who break into the territory vigilantly.

Han Chun was completely dizzy and asked, "Master, where are we going?"

"The fragrance at the end of the alley is pervasive, the door of the wise man is always open for you, the shadow of a black cat appears at your feet, and the person with blue eyes has malicious intentions..." The dreamer said, "Mission reminder, haven't you read it? ?”

"Look." Han Chun said, "I don't understand."

The man in the dream stopped, and Han Chun almost bumped into his back.The man in the dream turned his head, poked Han Chun's forehead with his index finger, and said in a low voice, "You are so stupid."

Han Chun: "...don't stop and tell me."

"At the end of the alley, the aroma is pervasive." The man in the dream continued to walk forward, "I have already seen the street where I ate, no, it is obviously not the aroma of food..."

Han Chun thought for a while and said, "It's spices."

"Yeah." The man in the dream nodded.

Han Chun seemed to grasp some clue in his mind, and murmured: "Black cat, black cat!"

"Ah Black Cat Sheriff." The man in the dream suddenly sang without emotion.

Han Chun: "...don't do this."

The man in the dream chuckled softly and snapped his fingers. The two stopped at the end of the alley and said, "It should be here."

Han Chun looked to the left, and a half-covered wooden door appeared in front of him. The wooden door was engraved with fine hollow patterns from top to bottom. It was carved with a row of kittens in vivid poses.

"Welcome, since you're here, come in and have a seat." A soft young voice suddenly came from inside.

As soon as he finished speaking, the half-open wooden door suddenly opened, and a row of bead curtains hung on the door, and the strong smell of spices immediately filled Han Chun's nostrils.

"Ah-choo—" Han Chun's nose itched, and he sneezed softly.

"Come in." The boy said lazily.

This time it was Han Chun who went first, followed by the man in the dream.After all, Han Chun also wanted to have a chance to act alone, always following behind the person in his dream.

"Excuse me..." From light to dark, his eyes were still a little uncomfortable.

"Please sit down." A boy with short black hair leaned on a pair of cushions in the center of the room. He naturally bent one leg and looked at Han Chun with interest.

"Crystal ball?" Han Chun sat down in front of him, "Are you a fortune teller?"

"Forget it." The boy nodded and said.

Incense was lit in the house, and amidst the smog, Han Chun glanced back, and was relieved when he saw the figure of the man in his dream still standing at the door.

"Want to know something?" The black-haired boy leaned forward slightly, looking at Han Chun with a pair of big eyes. His pupils were like golden amber, making it impossible to look away.

Han Chun is actually not very superstitious, but it is not easy to refuse, so he can only say: "Well..."

The boy put his hand on the crystal ball and stared at him without blinking.

"What did you see?" Han Chun asked after a while.

"Nothing." The boy said.

Han Chun: "..."

Boy: "Forget it, let's draw tarot cards."

Han Chun: "...wait a minute, how can this be forgotten!"

The boy smiled slightly, moved the crystal ball away at once, took out a stack of tarot cards and put them on the low table.

"Draw one."

Han Chun now felt that this NPC was probably playing with him, so he dubiously drew a Tarot card, face up - a man dressed in fancy clothes was standing on the edge of a cliff, with a little white dog by his side.

"Fool." The young man said flutteringly, "Oh, fool."

Han Chun asked, "What happened to the fool?"

The boy put away the Tarot cards again, put his hands in his pockets, and said to Han Chun, "You guys are from the land of Canaan? Have you seen Xiaobai?"

"Xiaobai?" Han Chun said, "Wait... who is Xiaobai?"

The black-haired boy didn't answer, tilted his head to look at Han Chun, and said to himself: "You have bumped into the secret of the Duke of Lance... What else did you see? That poor dragon? Or the beautiful Sicily?" Princess Na? Or...something you shouldn't see..."

Han Chun: "..."

"I, I, I..." Han Chun swallowed, with a bold guess in his mind.

"You..." He sat back unconsciously, "Are you that black cat?"

"Ha." The boy let out a chuckle, "I finally guessed it."

Han Chun felt that the hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end at this moment. Under the dim light, the boy's amber eyes had unknowingly turned into vertical pupils like beasts, and he was staring at Han Chun covetously.He raised one hand and licked the back of it lightly like a cat.

Without further ado, Han Chun yelled, "Master!"

He stumbled towards the direction of the person in his dream, but he missed all of a sudden and fell heavily on the carpet.

"How could it be..." Han Chun widened his eyes and looked at his hand in disbelief. The figure of the man in the dream was like smoke, and it disappeared immediately when Han Chun came over!

boom--

The wooden door was suddenly shut tightly by the wind, and Han Chun's eyes were shrouded in darkness.

"Meow meow meow!!"

Han Chun felt ashamed for a moment.What is this, isn't it the same as watching porn last night and meeting me at the door of the house the next day? !