The northern part of Demacia is bordered by a lesser-known place - the Foam Swamp. From Demacia, the road is desolate, and these areas are rarely visited, and only a few adventurers will pass through here to Freljode. However, the weather in Freljode is bad, and ferocious monsters that cannot be named often appear there, which has completely dispelled the idea of ​​going.

In this way, the bubble swamp became an insignificant place. In the early years, some people in Demacia went to Freljode through this place. They were either eaten by ferocious beasts, fell into the swamp, or died of poisoning. These strange stories actually made this place more capital for everyone to talk about after dinner. Now there are fewer people, and people are gradually forgetting this place.

The affected part is Yaojia Town, the northernmost area of ​​Demacia. Yaojia Town continues to go north and is a foam swamp. Speaking of which, Yaojia Town is a magical place, next to the foam swamp in the north. However, most of the town are covered with yellow sand and water shortage, so there is no farmer. Most people living here rely on the food distributed by Demacia every year to live, and there are fewer people.

There are fewer people, more strange beasts, and even fewer people, which is a vicious cycle. Now the entire Yaojia Town is in a desolate state, and people walking in the Huangsha streets can basically call each other's names.

However, Wien became a regular here. She often went to the foam swamp, who had hunted dark monsters all year round. When she went there, she wanted to leave the horses to the teahouse in Yaojia Town, the only teahouse in Yaojia Town. The owner of the teahouse was an elderly thin old man, who was very good. Every time she helped Wien see the horse, she only symbolically charged some horse feed money. But Wien was not grateful. She gave as much as the boss wanted. Sometimes she owed him but didn't give him money. Sometimes she didn't care if she gave too much money.

On that day, Vien came out of the muddy swamp in mud and headed straight to the teahouse. The teahouse was close to the boss's house, and the house had four walls. The teahouse had only two walls. There were several pieces of linen on the southeast side, barely covering it. It was the gate, and it was OK to enter and exit.

Wien lifted a piece of sackcloth and walked into the teahouse. The sackcloth made her fly up a layer of yellow sand. No one had ever come to the teahouse today. The teahouse owner lay on the table and dozed off. He woke up immediately when he heard the footsteps. He slammed the towel on his shoulder and ran towards Wien halfway.

"Weiwoman, you are back, are you here to lead a horse or..."

"Give me a cup of tea and some steamed buns!" Wien's voice sounded a little low, but still full of energy. The teahouse owner nodded, came back to his senses and went to the counter to prepare.

Wien found a clean seat and sat down. "Bang!" Two black cloth bags were thrown on the table by her, making the sound of hard metal objects hitting. One of the black bags was Wien's watermark crossbow, and the other was the teeth of the dark monster - every time she killed a dark monster, she had to pull out their teeth!

The owner of the teahouse looked up at Wien's back while making tea, shook his head and said nothing.

Wien continued to organize things at the table, black ropes full of fishy smell, cloaks and shoes covered with black mud.

The tea was served and the steamed buns were served. After drinking a sip of tea and the inferior tea leaves, Vien rinsed his mouth and barely swallowed it. After taking a bite of steamed bun, it smelled bad. Vien spitted it on the ground and threw the steamed buns into the tea tray and stopped eating it. But she didn't complain. She knew that this place was like this, and she wanted to change to another family? Don't even think about it. This is the only place where Yaojia Town can rest.

After a while, Wien planned to lead the horse away, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves outside the teahouse. The sound came for the teahouse. Wien put down his picked up luggage and hunted in the foam swamp for many days. He had enough coolness. Now there are too many people. No matter what he is here, it doesn’t matter how he is here to feel the excitement first.

The owner of the teahouse saw that Wien stood up and sat down. He knew that she wanted to stay for more rest, so he took the initiative to step forward and refill a pot of Wien. Unexpectedly, when pouring water, the burlap on the south was suddenly lifted by a group of people, "Boss, what can I eat and drink? Come to the uncle!"

The teahouse owner was startled and turned to look, and the water spilled on Vine's table.

"Bang!" Wien's hand slapped hard on the table. The owner of the teahouse was frightened and quickly fell to the ground. "Goddess, it's a little carelessness, which has wet your body. I don't even want this shortage of steamed buns. I'm mine..."

Wien didn't look at him, but sat down with anger.

"I don't want this horse material money...you..."

Wien sighed and dusted the water stains on his body. The boss knew that Wien was not pursuing it. He quickly stood up, slowly retreated, and walked towards the group of guests who had just come in.

These people knew at a glance that they were not locals, they were dressed in extraordinary clothes, and they were all made of expensive fabrics.

"In charge!" A white-faced young man who took the lead said, "Cook your best food to the uncle!"

"Oh," the old man in the teahouse looked embarrassed, "Master, you may have just come to Yaojia Town for the first time. We don't know much about this poor place. In this remote countryside, there are no good wine and vegetables. The restaurant is just for the past guests to take a break. There are some local tea steamed buns. Look, if you want, I will give you some tea and heat the steamed buns..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" The white-faced young man replied before he could finish his words, "Isn't the sheep at the door yours? He'll kill him, and the uncle won't be short of money!"

"It's not allowed to be used," the teahouse owner was already scared to cry. "Master, that sheep was left for my grandson to get married. The men in our place must have sheep for their wife. My old man hopes that this sheep will survive!"

The white-faced young man stared at him for a moment and couldn't find anything to say, so he simply stood up and kicked over the table. The teahouse owner fell to the ground again, shaking his body, as if sobbing, and not talking.

"Tell you! The uncle is here today. We will be ready to eat your sheep. Those who know the truth quickly come and kill you. It's so hot, wine and good food. Otherwise, I will demolish your broken place today!"

"It's not possible!" The owner of the teahouse knelt on the ground and cried, "There are some uncles who don't know that our Yaojia Town is now basically a desolate place. Anyone who can leave is gone. I am old and I really can't bear it. My grandson kindly stays to stay with me to guard. If you eat the sheep, my grandson will be gone. I...I can't live!"

The teahouse owner was moved and his head was knocked "bang" sound on the hard loess shell in the store. Several people, who were accompanied by the white-faced young actor, began to show a look of pity on their faces, but the leading white-faced young actor was completely unmoved and reached out to his waist and was about to take out the guy. The teahouse owner raised his head and happened to face the knife on his waist. He immediately cried, "Uncle, you...I...I'll kill the sheep for you now!"

Wien was on the side, without any expression on his face, and barely ate a rotten bun. He thought there would be something lively and new that could relieve the fatigue, but in the end he was just a guy who bullies others with power, which was boring.

Wien just thought about how to kill more dark prey, and good, evil, beauty and ugliness were not in her heart. She didn't plan to do anything.

As the teahouse owner sobbed and walked back, he passed by Wien. Wien stood up with a "huh" and took out a few taels of silver in his hand, saying, "Checkout, horse, I'll take it myself!"

The teahouse owner turned around and looked at Wien with a sad face. He didn't accept it, nor did he not accept it. It was now, so he could not care about such a few small money. But he also knew in his heart what kind of person Wien was. When he encountered such a thing, he never expected this mysterious and cold woman who came and went quickly, with a fierce look on his face to help him.

The teahouse owner shook his hands and took the broken silver over. It was better to have less than more things.

Wien walked outside with his stuff, and without looking at the people in the shop, he strode to the sackcloth on the south side of the teahouse, lifted the sackcloth, and walked outside.
Chapter completed!