"You're an old handkerchief?"

Chirivel looked at the unpretentious middle-aged coachman.

"Yes, yesterday I learned that you two were looking for me, so I thought to come and see you in person. Unexpectedly, you even took my carriage so by chance. My respected Sun God, this is really a coincidence."

The old handkerchief took off the black woolen hat on his head, revealing a wrinkled face. Under his huge eyes was a red rosacea, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Are you kidding us?"

Avis said angrily, then immediately wanted to reach out to grab the 30 copper coins he had paid just now.

"Young man, don't be impulsive. This is a very good place for public security. If you rob a coachman, you will be taken to the prison in the main city and locked up for three or five years."

The old handkerchief took a sideways and avoided Avis, then touched the cloth bag beside his butt again and said.

"Since you know us, you still bring us here?"

Avis looked directly at the mysterious middle-aged man with his eyes, and was still extremely depressed. This guy was obviously playing tricks on himself.

"If I don't bring you here, how can I trade with you? You won't think I will run around with these treasures with me."

The old handkerchief gently patted the hat on his hand and said casually.

Avis was slightly stunned and immediately realized that the man named Lao Jieteng seemed to have known his purpose, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back and take precautions.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Reindeer told me yesterday." After dusting the dust on his body with his handkerchief, he continued indifferently. "If you still want to trade, get in the car. There is still a way to go, and I won't charge you for this time."

"Walk!"

Avis made a quick decision and pulled Chirivel into the carriage again.

"Very good, so let me introduce it again. My name is Andre Hufu. The nickname is 'Old Handkerchief'. Please take care of me!"

The old handkerchief closed the car door casually, jumped into the carriage and said.

"My name is Aves Alckett, and the next one is my brother, Chirivel."

After the two sides exchanged their identities, the atmosphere in the car finally calmed down a little.

Along the way, the familiar handkerchief kept talking nonsense, talking about some interesting stories that only he knew.

What Charles III has a bad temper. There is a skeleton target made of human heads in the room. If you have nothing to do, you like to stab it with darts a few times to relieve your boredom.

The military advisor Bellod, who is as famous as the "Viol Snake", is a complete idiot and scum. He has hundreds of beautiful servants in his family who take turns to serve in bed, even more frequently than His Majesty Charlie.

The Cardinal of the Sun God Church is just an idiot and greedy ghost, and he is helped every day, but he can't even calculate math problems under twenty.

True Randolph of the Forthia League was a granddaughter slave. Last time, in order to teach a lesson to a playboy who teased his granddaughter, he directly used the level 6 fireball technique to burn half of the opponent's castle.

Each piece is as clear as a family, as if I were by my side and saw it with my own eyes.

"Old handkerchief, Hu Fu's surname is rare. You are not from the southern part of the Blood Flame Continent."

Ivis couldn't listen to these nonsense like unofficial historical novels and said something to stop him.

Unexpectedly, the old handkerchief that was splashing in front of him did not reply directly, and was silent for several minutes.

"Ah! Yes, that's right. I'm from the continent of Eros."

Then there was no more chatting sounds in the entire carriage, and the atmosphere was directly lowered to freezing point.

Only the collision sound of the horse's hooves "kick him" and "kick him" touching the ground echoed in the carriage.

...

"Here! Get off, my most honorable guest."

With the sound of the old handkerchief, the carriage stopped at the place where Ives came yesterday, the streets of Yumushan.

When I arrived at the end of the street, there was still the dilapidated fishing gear shop.

The old handkerchief took the lead in entering the store, and then greeted Avis and Chirivel who were still stunned.

"What's here?"

Avis asked in confusion after lowering his head and passing through the door frame where there was already a wooden board.

"Well! It's here. I forgot who said it! The most dangerous place is the safest place! You young men who don't have life experience will not understand it."

The old handkerchief regained a relaxed and casual tone again.

"We've been here yesterday and found nothing!"

Chirivel, who was beside him, said, "It has always been his advantage."

"Ah...No wonder my baby No. 1 and No. 2 have changed places."

The old handkerchief picked up a kettle that had been corroded by copper odor and a blanket that could not even be seen clearly, and said sadly.

"Where can I see the gun?"

Ives had no time to mourn the spring and autumn with the "old handkerchief", and asked impatiently.

"Do you know what the most paid sailor on a whaling ship does?"

The old handkerchief did not directly answer Ivis, but instead asked a question that seemed completely unrelated.

"I don't know! I just want to know how to trade now? If you trade sincerely, please don't waste everyone's time."

Avis, who was gradually becoming irritated, disliked these mysterious and round-robin trading methods.

Isn’t it very good to pay money in one hand, and the delivery in the other hand.

"Oh, it's such a guy without a sense of humor! OK, go ahead with me."

The old handkerchief spit out a mouthful of phlegm, spread his hands, and continued to walk deeper into the room.

"Mr. Handkerchief, what does the most paid sailor do? Is it the helmsman?"

At this time, Chirivel, who was following behind him, became interested and asked while walking.

"Hahaha, this little guy is still very good. You will know after a while."

When the old handkerchief heard someone echoing him, his mood immediately improved and his mood rose a little.

...

The shop is not big, but it is very deep. After passing through several rooms and several storage rooms filled with garbage, the three of them finally came to an open area covered with mud.

It seems to be the backyard of this shop. It’s just that it’s been disrepair and no one maintains it. At first glance, it seems like a small swamp.

"Come on! Dig together!"

The old handkerchief took out two shovels from the yard and threw them to Ivis and Chirivel, and then commanded.

"What? Where to dig? Old handkerchief, what are you doing?"

Avis was furious in an instant, and there was no reason to let customers do it.

"That's a contraband! You can't keep it at home in a sacred way. I'll give you a place, so you can dig it!"

The old handkerchief leaned against the wall, rubbed his nose, and said disdainfully.

Aves, full of resentment, looked at Chirivel and finally chose to excavate.

Just as the moment the mud and water splashed, Avis even got the gun and broke the rosacea in front of him.

"This courtyard wall is directly against the Solanaya River outside. Just dig deep into this place and you can see a rope, and the thing is on the other end of the rope."

After about half an hour, the old handkerchief couldn't stand the skills of the two young men. They took out a shovel from somewhere and dug it up by themselves.

"Yeah? Is this a well design?"

Avis looked at the deep pit he was digging in confusion, and then he realized that the old handkerchief used this dirty and wet yard to create a hidden well.

“Don’t things break in water?”

Chirivel also came to know it at this time and asked.

"Hahahaha, this is the art of an old sailor." The old handkerchief wiped his sweat with his elbow, then put down the shovel in his hand and said.

"On a giant whaling ship, the helmsman is not the helmsman or the sailor with the greatest strength.

But the 'craftsman'!

A craftsman who will maintain linseed oil on various materials.

A craftsman who can make ‘waterproof adhesives’ with asphalt, mahjong and wood ash.

It's a coincidence.
Chapter completed!