The Fierce Taoist of Online Games

A few minutes later, a man and a tiger came to the house. From the structural point of view, the house has only one floor, but it is much higher than the three-story building of human buildings. It looks like it is for giants. Zhou Xing can't help but look He glanced at the world map to make sure he was heading in the right direction.

There was constant laughter and laughter in the house, and some people were singing loudly.

Zhou Xing frowned slightly, put General Tiger away, and then came to the huge door. Just as he was about to push the door, the door opened automatically.

Zhou Xing walked in bravely, ready to use the scroll to run away at any time, and then he was shocked by the scene in front of him: there were no giants, and the room was full of dwarves. Very strong. Each of these dwarves held a wine glass in their hands. It turned out that this place was a tavern.

Zhou Xing was overjoyed, he finally found the dwarves!

But the dwarves were not very happy. When they saw Zhou Xing, they immediately stopped their joy and stared at him blankly, even more surprised than Zhou Xing.

Look, a big fool! Someone whispered, but the voice was not low, and Zhou Xing could hear it clearly.

Yeah, why did the big fool come here?

Look at how funny he looks, he must fall down a lot when he is so tall.

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They were all negative comments, and Zhou Xing became more and more embarrassed the more he listened to them. Fortunately, no one was hostile to him. Maybe it was because of the high luck value, Zhou Xing thought.

Zhou Xing was also extremely cold. When he found out that this was a tavern, he really wanted to have a drink to warm his body, so he walked in. As soon as he moved, the tavern immediately fell silent. Everyone looked at him and forgot to drink to see what he wanted to do.

Zhou Xing tried his best to keep his footsteps light, but there was still a muffled bang bang in the quiet restaurant. He felt more and more embarrassed, so he simply quickened his pace, and finally walked to the bar. Walking the distance of more than ten meters felt better than rushing outside. The road of more than ten miles is still difficult.

The bartender raised his head and stared blankly at him, leaning back slightly, his expression full of vigilance.

Zhou Xing hurriedly sat down to reduce his height, and said to the bartender, Please bring me a glass of wine, any wine is fine.

The bartender froze for a moment, nodded slightly, but instead of pouring the wine, he asked, We only have one kind of wine, and it's very expensive. Are you sure you have money?

How much is a cup?

The bartender craned his neck,

Proudly said: 10 copper coins for a cup.

Zhou Xing took out a gold coin and slapped it on the table, and said with a smile, I'll pay for everyone's drinks in the tavern today!

As soon as the words fell, everyone was stunned, especially when everyone saw the glittering gold coins on the bar, their eyes almost popped out. It was the first time they saw gold coins. It turns out that gold coins are so beautiful and dazzling!

Hula! Everyone raised their glasses and cheered, and the atmosphere in the tavern instantly rose.

The bartender was so excited, as if afraid of Zhou Xing's repentance, he grabbed the gold coin in his hand, and he squeezed it hard, for fear that the gold coin would fall off. Then he remembered his work and poured wine for Zhou Xing.

The embarrassing atmosphere finally disappeared, and everyone began to drink happily again, singing and laughing happily. Zhou Xing finally relaxed and took a sip with a smile. It turned out to be malt wine, and the taste was not bad.

In order to better integrate into it, Zhou Xing turned around, raised his glass frequently to greet everyone, and said a few toasts. The dwarves changed their previous cold mockery and raised their glasses to him.

System prompt: The friendliness of the dwarves in the tavern to you is +100, from indifferent to normal.

Zhou Xing was overjoyed and thought it best to work harder, so he asked the bartender, Do you have anything to eat here? How do you sell it?

The bartender immediately replied respectfully: Yes, sir. We have black bread and white bread. A piece of black bread costs 4 copper coins, and a piece of white bread costs 6 copper coins.

Which one is more popular?

Of course it's white bread, but everyone buys brown bread to save money.

Zhou Xing smiled, took out another gold coin and patted it on the table, and said loudly: Take out all your white bread and give it to my friends!

Okay, sir! The bartender grabbed the gold coin excitedly again, and now you can hear the sound of the gold coin colliding, it's so wonderful!

Hula! Thank you kind people! The drinkers cheered again, the atmosphere became more enthusiastic, and the address also changed, from a silly big man to a kind person.

The next moment, with the malt wine, they devoured the white bread delivered to the table. The speed, one bite at a time, seemed to be a big appetite competition.

In a short while, everyone ate until their belly rounded and drank until their faces were flushed.

System prompt: The friendliness of the dwarves in the tavern to you +100, changed from normal to appreciation.

Zhou Xing couldn't help but find it funny that the friendliness turned from negative to positive after spending only two gold coins, but on second thought, this also indirectly explained the hardships of life of the dwarves.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Zhou Xing's body warmed up. After all, he was not here for sightseeing, but to find fragments of legendary weapons. In the Kingdom of Camelot, in order to defeat the forces of darkness and let the light shine on the land, I have been looking for powerful weapons. I recently heard that there may be a fragment of a sword in your land. I, I must be grateful! Thank you everyone!

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay and began to discuss in low voices. Many people were shaking their heads. They didn't know anything about this matter, and felt disappointed that they couldn't get a big thank you.

After discussing for a long time, everyone couldn't come up with any idea. Zhou Xing couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Should he go elsewhere to inquire? It was completely dark outside, and the snow was getting worse, and he really didn't want to leave the warm tavern.

At this time, an old man said: Good-hearted people, we are just ordinary farmers. We only know how to farm and know nothing about weapons. You might as well go to the blacksmith to sharpen iron. He may know what you care about.

Zhou Xing's eyes lit up, he could do things easily with a first name and a surname, so he immediately asked, Old man, where does Master Mo Tie live?

He lives in the Flowing Water Tribe and is one of the leaders of the tribe. He can be found all the way north, about 140 miles away from here.

Thank you very much! To express his gratitude, Zhou Xing gave the old man 20 silver coins. The old man was so happy that he laughed away all the wrinkles on his face.

If he didn't know where the iron mill was, Zhou Xing wouldn't mind staying in the tavern for one night, and it would be fine to leave after the snow stopped in the morning, but now that he knew, he couldn't sit still. The bartender bought two thick blankets and left the warm and lively tavern.

Outside the tavern, Zhou Xing summoned General Tiger, covered it with a big blanket to keep out the cold, and rode on the back of the tiger, wrapped it tightly in a small blanket, and clamped his legs, General Tiger screamed and ran in the wind and snow stand up.