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This stinky smell was originally suppressed by the cold wind, but now in the warm room, it suddenly diffuses and makes people feel sick.

Lu Zhengkang, dressed in frightening clothes, held a heavy wooden barrel and walked straight to the counter, leaving wet footprints behind him.

The boss thought he was a hunter who came to sell wild catches, but when he spoke, he realized that this was an acquaintance.

The "magnetic" voice of the troll is still very recognizable.

"Open a room." Lu Zhengkang put down the bucket and flicked his sleeves on the counter-like a dead fish. When the dirty white bear skin leaves the greasy tabletop, a row of eight silver coins is already Laid up neatly.

The boss nodded, and said that the bottle of honey wine ordered last time when the troll brought the child was not finished. He was hidden in the wine cellar. If you want to drink it, you can get it.

Lu Zhengkang hesitated, nodded, and ordered two more bottles of the same honey wine for ten silver coins.

He is very slow in counting money, and very easy to pay. He is a guest the boss appreciates.

It was early, and the tavern provided free soup, but the bread needed eight coppers to sell one—it was very strong. The troll man ate three breads in the room and drank the soup.

The wine cellar is in the basement behind the counter. The two and a half bottles of honey wine that Lu Zhengkang asked for are all available. The dark green and sparkling inferior glass wine bottles are all stained with ash, and part of it is the wood ash contaminated by heating just by the fire. The cuffs were carefully wiped clean, and the lined pockets in his arms were hot, like three small irons, Lu Zhengkang went out.

Holding a wooden barrel, the barrel is full of gold coins. The tuition for the kid, by the way, I have to ask him to buy the frost spell, the pure land is about to stabilize, and the time may be about to flow-unknown, but finally there is a hunch .

When he reached the arch platform of the stone bridge, Farauda hadn't gone to work yet, and there was no one, so it was convenient for him to go directly in front of the college.

It was originally an appointment to meet in the wild at Winter Fort, but now that after the fall into the water, Lu Zhengkang couldn't worry about asking Jonas to venture across the stone bridge again.

The troll man has a vigorous posture. Although he is holding a heavy bucket, he still has the style of Dengping and crossing the water. He stepped barefoot on the stone pillars, and the ups and downs came under the high wall of the college, the hollow black iron gate. before.

The wind and snow were still blowing, separated by a door, the inside was warm as spring, and the outside was frosty. Lu Zhengkang squatted on the armrests like a gargoyle, but this posture taught him to feel comfortable.

Thinking of seeing that little boy after a while, the troll man hurriedly got down from the railing of the other academy, stood silently, and turned to look at the endless waves of the sea of ​​undead.

The turbid world of chaotic colors, stripped of the usual colors, gives people a sense of unreality. The sea level is obscured by fog and the skyline is shrouded in clouds. Apart from the strong suffocation, it is impossible to taste a little bit of kind poetry from afar. .

After half an hour passed, the door opened, and Farauda came out yawning, and was surprised to see Lu Zhengkang's back view, "Who are you?"

"It's me." Lu Zhengkang turned to say hello and raised his sleeve.

"Oh, I remember you, your child is very good and impressive. It has been liked by many wizards in just a week. You came to see him? That's pretty good. A child of this age needs family comfort..."

The dark elf mage chattered endlessly, and Lu Zhengkang hesitated for a while, did not entrust the 900 antique gold coins in the barrel to Farauda, ​​or planned to see Jonas and let him decide the cost of the money.

Although I believe in the qualities of others, it is troublesome after all.

Farauda chatted with him a few more words, and Shi Shiran went to his job, casually rubbing the fireball in his hand, and his feet were steady.

Take a look, what is Faye Style!It is completely invisible in the game that these people in Winterhold Academy are all weak chicken boxers who are AI mentally retarded and only know how to set fire to their tongues.

The trolls were in awe for the dark elf's tall and thin back for a while.

Then he continued to turn his head to look at the scenery.

The wine in his arms, if you don’t drink it again, it’s really going to be cold, Lu Zhengkang drank the half bottle of wine out of a certain frugality, exhaled a comfortable breath, and then threw the empty bottle into the ocean current unscrupulously .

Looking down at the bottle rolling, it becomes smaller at an extremely fast speed, like a screaming dying animal. It is noisy and frightening. In the end, it naturally disappears in the wind and dim light, and even the sound of falling into the water is submerged. Lu Zhengkang Looking at this scene, I remembered the feeling of breaking his legs at the moment of entering the water-the conditioned reflex made his right toenail itchy, and he calmly scratched with his other foot.

The door opened again, and Lu Zhengkang looked back and saw a tuft of books coming out.

Jonas was holding the tall stack of books carefully, his face was blocked, and a small wooden carriage was pulled behind him.

He came out alone, apparently planning to take the risk of taking the book to Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang was standing by the door. The kid tilted his head up and walked to the platform, put down the book, pulled the wooden pallet, and then tired the books on the wooden pallet, tied it with a rope, The vice-jing looks organized and diligent.

Seeing his excited and nervous little movements, Lu Zhengkang kept shaking his head and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Who?! Hey, it's you! Why are you here!"

As soon as the boy was excited, he threw himself directly into Lu Zhengkang's arms. Before the troll man had time to pretend to push him away, he saw the wooden pallet slip off the bridge a little bit.

???

How does this work!

Lu Zhengkang picked up Jonas and took two steps to hook up the precarious knowledge with his feet.

Then it failed.

Then the wooden carriage started speed skating with the books.

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Lu Zhengkang grabbed the wooden barrel, then jumped up suddenly, volleyed his hand and threw the little cub onto the wooden pallet, shouting "Hold tight!" Then he stepped on the handrail and dived quickly, reaching out whenever he reached a corner. Turning the plank, he rushed across the vault amidst Jonas's yelling happily, and Farauda's face was smeared with snow flakes in the wind.

Landing safely.

"Don't do this dangerous thing next time." The troll smiled, "Go, go and eat something."

The Brighton boy’s face is full of healthy blushes, and he has gained a little weight after a few days, "Sir, you smell so bad."

"Yes."

"Don't you go wash it?"

"It's the smelly clothes."

"Why not buy one?"

"It doesn't fit."

"Yes."

"what do you want to eat?"

"Drink soup, eat steak."

"it is good."

Drink soup and eat steak.

Chapter 220 Food, Azura’s Altar

The food of Skyrim Province, if you let a troll to taste it, is still very appetizing. After all, even carrion can be eaten. Lu Zhengkang is already indifferent to the pursuit of appetite, but he knows that this is not himself Approved delicious.

Everyone has a profound taste system in his memory, which is often included in the inheritance. Lu Zhengkang naturally has it, and there are many.

Sitting in the tavern room, Lu Zhengkang chewed the roasted lamb that was burnt on the outside and dried on the inside, flipping through a book in one hand.

This is an introductory book of lingua franca, a reference book of enlightenment level. He turned it quickly, with ten lines at a glance.Jonas held the wooden soup bowl in his hand, leaned his mouth to the side of the bowl and drank gently. His posture was a little bit depressed, his eyes had faint dark circles, and his brown eyes were full of joy.