Chapter 130 Chapter 130 Odonie tilted his head and looked...
Othniel tilted his head to see Deborah's expression.
Although Deborah spoke with a cold face, she did not seem angry. Her eyes were very calm. She did not look at Bai Tianming, but at his shadow cast on the ground, as if she was secretly observing his movements but did not want to let him know.
Othoniel looked at Bai Tianming again. Bai Tianming stood beside him and blinked his eyes, like a rag doll hanging on a hook in a game console. No matter who came, as long as they could clip him off the hook, he would go home with them.
Odonie couldn't help but laugh. "My friend might not disagree! Didn't he object? Even though I invited him to join the team, he agreed, which means he really wants to. Even if I break my promise, it doesn't matter. Brother, are you really not interested in him at all?"
"What do you mean by 'interested or not interested'?" Deborah turned her back to Bai Tianming like a cat that had been stepped on. She glared at Othniel and whispered, "How dare you talk like that?"
"What's the big deal? Everyone has curiosity, and there's nothing shameful about it." Othoni smiled with his eyes curved, and spoke slowly and meaningfully.
If you think it's shameful, either you're mistaken or you have a guilty conscience. I'm not wrong! Think about it carefully, isn't it?
Deborah looked a little angry and embarrassed, her face gradually turned red, and it was as if a stone blocked her throat, and she could not speak.
Othniel knew he would get angry if he continued, so he immediately changed the subject, like a cat with its tail raised high in the face of a storm, steering quickly. "I know you have something to do at the altar, and I can't go to the Cursed City. This is a good opportunity for me to take your place and rest. I know everything you need to do, and I can do it. What are you worried about? The people at the altar don't mind my help at all, so why would you be unwilling?"
Deborah was silent for a moment.
Although he was a priest, if he could not go to the altar, Othniel could indeed replace him, so he was not worried about this.
But he had once divined before the gods that if he were to go to the cursed city, something might happen. It wouldn't be a big deal if something happened to him, but it would be bad if Bai Tianming was implicated.
"Are you worried about something happening?" Othniel thought for a moment and felt that this was the only possibility, so he smiled and said, "You saw it just now. In terms of fighting ability, my friend is stronger than you. If anything happens to you, he won't be in trouble. If you really do encounter any problems, it would be great if you don't cause him trouble. I don't think he will ask anything of you."
"Then why do I have to go?" Deborah looked at him, expressionless and serious. "Since he didn't ask, why should I bother him? There's no point in going, so why bother going?"
Othniel shook his head. "Having it and not having it are different. Breaking one's promise is not good. You should go. It's always the right thing to do. What are you worried about?"
He looked at Deborah intently, as if gazing at the crystal-clear surface of a bottomless well, and asked, perplexed, "What are you worried about?"
Deborah didn't know either, so he was silent for a while and said, "I'll go."
Othniel smiled with relief, patted Deborah's shoulder, and walked over to Bai Tianming. He held Bai Tianming and whispered, "My brother doesn't really like going out, so I'd like to ask you to take care of him for me. You're such a good fighter, so nothing should happen to him. If he gets lost, you don't have to look for him. He'll probably come back on his own. He knows the way anyway, so there's no need to worry. So, are you willing to team up with him?"
Bai Tianming thought about it and decided that there was no loss in changing a teammate, so he smiled and said, "Okay."
"Thank you!" Otanni patted Bai Tianming's shoulder with a grateful look on his face.
The next day, after everything was packed, Bai Tianming and Deborah headed towards the cursed city.
Before I even reached the door, I saw many people setting up stalls. The vendors were shouting their wares and waving to passers-by. Passers-by walked by and looked at the stalls. From time to time, they would stop, reach out to pick up something from the stall, examine it carefully, and then start bargaining. It was a very lively scene.
Bai Tianming and Deborah slowed down their pace at the same time. Noticing that the other was also looking at the things around them, they looked at each other, turned their heads away, and planned to slow down even more and continue to look at the stalls around them.
Not far away, a stall was hawking something very loudly, and there were so many people gathered that the road was vaguely blocked. Bai Tianming and Deborah walked over to take a look.
The stall owner was sitting on a small yellow folding plastic stool, holding a large white loudspeaker in his left hand, and there was a small table set up on his right.
There was a cup of milk tea on the table. There was a circle of water on the edge of the cup. You could see that there were a lot of ice cubes in it, and there was a subtle sweetness.
All I could hear was the stall owner shouting loudly over his loud speaker: "Wolf fangs for sale, wolf fangs for sale!"
A passerby asked, "Wolf-tooth potatoes? Give me one!"
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, turned off the speaker, and couldn't help laughing. His face twitched twice and he shouted to him: "No potatoes, no potatoes!"
Afterwards, the stall owner turned on the loudspeaker again, held it in the air, and continued to shout loudly: "Curse the white wolf's hair!"
The passerby asked again: "What's the use?"
The stall owner adjusted the loudspeaker and shouted, "The fur of the Cursed White Wolf! Can resist the erosion of the defensive curse in the Cursed City! Can withstand a sudden attack once! Can forcibly control ordinary wolves once! Grants special advance action permission in the Cursed City!"
Sounds pretty good.
The people surrounding the stall were a little excited and wanted to take a closer look, so they asked the stall owner to take out some of the things.
The stall owner grumbled as if somewhat dissatisfied, saying, "If someone who knows the goods can see it at a glance, there is no need to look closely. You just want to take advantage. Don't think you can get anything by just touching it. If you really want to steal things, I curse you." At the same time, he carefully lifted the things on the stall for everyone to observe.
It was a round ball of white fur. When the wind blew, the fur trembled slightly. It looked soft, short and thin, as if it felt very good to touch, a bit like a white tumbleweed.
Someone took the opportunity to reach out their hand, but the vendor slapped them hard, their face flushed red, and they cursed, "You bastard! I told you not to steal! Why are you still reaching out? If you want it, pay for it!"
The man was beaten and scolded, and he felt guilty. He looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him. Suddenly, his skin all over his body turned red, as if it was on fire. He jumped up and cursed loudly: "What is this? I don't want it! Maybe it's fake!"
The vendor's eyes widened, and he immediately put the thing in his hand away. Somehow, he stretched out his hand and gathered up the cloth on the ground, carrying it on his shoulder and ready to leave. "How dare you say I'm fake? I won't sell it anymore, I won't sell it anymore, I can't stand this injustice! You don't want it? Do I want it? Bitch, bitch, bitch!"
The stall owner was about to leave, shaking his head as he carried his goods. Passersby rushed to stop him, trying to persuade him, saying, "He was just talking nonsense. Why bother with him? He didn't actually take anything anyway. Show it to us again. Maybe someone will buy it! What's the rush?"
Everyone was in a mess, shouting at each other, crowding together, sometimes left, sometimes right, as if they were corals and seaweed stirred into a ball in the sea, unable to tell who was who.
Bai Tianming suddenly saw some furry white ears from the distant city gate, and even saw some pink blood vessels inside the white ears. He immediately realized that it was probably because it was too lively here, attracting the cursed white wolf inside to come out to see what was going on.
Bai Tianming pulled Deborah, and Deborah followed him out quietly. Just as they were away from the crowd, a group of cursed white wolves came out of the city gate and surrounded the crowd.
The leader walked around the crowd and suddenly looked at Bai Tianming who was standing next to him, as if he felt sorry for not catching him who had escaped the net. Bai Tianming smiled at him.
He slowly withdrew his gaze. Deborah took a step forward and stood in front of Bai Tianming, blocking his gaze. The man's face turned unfriendly, but he had no reason to say anything to the two of them. So, he was very stern to the surrounded crowd: "You people! If you want to go in, go in. If not, go home. What's the point of blocking the road? Do you really think we don't care?"
Captain White Wolf stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the stall owner who was trying to hide and leave quietly in the crowd with his head down and his face flushed. He sneered and reached out without hesitation to pull him out of the crowd. The muscles on his strong arms bulged as if he was holding a piece of iron. He put him down steadily and easily on the open ground, letting him face the gazes of everyone.
Although he lowered his head, he felt as if his whole body was burning. He wanted to curl up into a ball, as if he was about to be roasted by everyone's scorching gazes, and almost covered his face with his hands.
"How dare you!" Captain White Wolf roared, "How dare you sell the hair of the Cursed White Wolf! Do you know this is forbidden? I will lock you up in the Cursed City for at least a week! You must atone your sins!"
The stall owner trembled all over, as if struck by lightning. He quickly clasped his hands together and begged loudly, "Please! Don't do this! Actually, what I sell is fake! It's not real!"
"Fake?" Captain White Wolf raised an eyebrow and sneered, "So you're selling counterfeit goods? You should be arrested! Don't even think about leaving! Who told you to sell fake goods around here? And you dare to use the White Wolf name! I'll lock you up!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the surrounding white wolves rushed forward, grabbed the crowd and stall owners, and forced them into the cursed city.
The crowd was stunned for a moment, their faces livid, and they began to sob loudly: "I just wanted to buy something, and I haven't bought it yet! Is this too much?"
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