The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 1149 The Entrustment of the Wilderness Witch 6
Hayley stared at his face, feeling like something was starting to turn magical.

As for the person involved, no, the person involved is a pig, and he hasn't reacted yet.

The musician stared at his cloudy eyes and felt light-headed. He vaguely realized that something was wrong—the stamina of this kind of wine shouldn't be so fast. Just now, he felt like he was traveling through a time-space tunnel, and he felt dizzy.

He glanced at Hailey, intending to ask her why she was looking at him like that.

As soon as the words came out, it turned out to be a series of embarrassing hums.

The musician was visibly taken aback.

Linking to the ripping sound of the cloth he heard just now, he quickly thought of a possibility...

Shouldn't...

His eyes were a little panicked, and he withdrew from Haili's face, passing the flagon on the road, and finally he looked at his hands - they can no longer be called hands at this time, they are two pig's feet, and below the sharp corners are excessive Inflated steamed buns, bloated and ugly.

The musician stood up trembling.

He didn't care about explaining to the "brothers and sisters" on the opposite side, so he quickly looked into the pocket of his jacket, which was the one he used to put his baton.

"It seems that your hands are not very convenient."

Lan Shuying smiled and lowered her eyes, added a portion of the wine in front of herself and Hai Li, added a few ice cubes, and toasted.

Hailey widened her eyes even more, and this time she didn't dare to drink.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

After a while, Lan Shuying wiped the wine stains from the corner of her mouth.

She hasn't changed.

It was obviously the wine that came out of the same container!Haili brought the jug over, but failed to find any results after several attempts, so she wanted to take it apart to have a look.

The musician became more irritable, trying to break free from the ripped jacket, turning the pockets inside out.

Bang, bang, bang!

The first sound was the baton that fell to the ground and no one cares about it;

Then there is a bottle of strangely colored liquid, which changes its luster under the light, is slightly viscous, and does not look ordinary.

Because the bottle cap is screwed on, pig's trotters obviously can't open it.

The musician looks hopeless.

He finally looked at Lan Shuying - she poured the wine!
He had a problem with the first cup, but the two of them drank the second and third cups, which turned out to be normal!
So, she actually knows everything...

"I guess you need a little help, Mr. Musician."

The stranger on the opposite side said so, with a cold irony in his calmness.

She was just kidding him.

Laughing at him for not being able to cheat others, instead of making a fool of himself!
The musician hoped that she could open the bottle for him, but why?

It was the two of them who were almost turned into pigs.

……

Lan Shuying looked at the liquid in the bottle.

The first thing she wants to do is analyze its composition and efficacy.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the knowledge system of this world.

But it's not a big problem, guessing is enough for this kind of thing, she plans to cheat him.

"Is this the antidote for the transformation potion?"

She felt the musicians were acting too rushed.

——If it's just a transformation, then he can pretend to be stupid, and wait for them to leave before he takes out the bottle in his pocket.

She also thought that this is a restaurant, if the musician chooses to ask the waiter for help... that's probably a solution... According to common sense, if the guests occupy the box for a long time and don't leave, the restaurant will definitely send someone to check the situation.

Taking the antidote in such a hurry can only show that the consequences of becoming a pig for a long time will be more terrible.

She's curious what happens to the musicians afterward.

However, compared to that, she hoped to learn about a real royal city from him, because the next step was to find a certain soldier and get back the tinder box that the Witch of the Wilderness lost.

The musician shook his head desperately, screaming miserably, as if begging for mercy.

Lan Shuying leaned back on the chair, and reminded: "This is not acceptable. In order to express my sincerity in treating guests, I booked the best box... You broke your throat, and no one came to rescue you."

Haili witnessed the process of him turning into a pig, and saw him rushing to get the bottle, and figured out the key to the matter.

She sneered, "Better smash it!"

Bastard, he actually wanted to turn them into pigs? !

She doesn't discriminate against pigs either. Pigs are full of treasures, and they are delicious no matter how they are cooked... The problem is, he looks too ugly now! !This treatment is almost hers!

Can this be forgiven?
Absolutely not!

More rapid babbles came out of the musician's mouth.

"You still want to quibble?!" Haili raised the jug, and the remaining liquor in it rattled, "You were the one who offered to pour us wine just now! The shape-shifting potion must be hidden in the jug!"

Lan Shuying's attitude was very kind: "As for me, I like to collect beautiful bottles the most. Thank you for the meeting gift. We still have an appointment, so I won't accompany you for this meal."

No, wait!

The musician jumped over to stop her.

He is very funny now, his ill-fitting clothes are hanging out of the pig's body like rags, his hind legs are responsible for standing upright, his short front legs block their way, and he wants to grab the bottle of antidote.

The bottle was thrown in Lan Shuying's palm and caught.

She threw it again and caught it again, but she didn't let him touch it no matter what, which made the musician's brow sweat.

"Want it?"

The musician nodded quickly.

"I guess you must have a lot more to say to us."

It's almost explicit:
Want to turn back into a human?Get information in exchange.

The two of them didn't get the trick, and they didn't get any transformation medicine, and the antidote in their hands was useless, they could only be used to blackmail him.

Musicians are reluctant.

I saw her throwing the bottle very high this time, the bottle cap rubbed against the bottom of the chandelier, and the sound of friction was particularly harsh in the empty box.

His heart was almost on his forehead, so he nodded quickly!

"Why don't you make an oath in the name of Goddess Hekti first?" Lan Shuying suggested with a smile.

The other party was stunned: "Say?"

He pointed to his face with a front hoof, shook his head, and looked very dazed.

"I know you are not a witch." The advice he gave earlier was related to this, and Lan Shuying quickly understood what he meant, and said, "Since you are not, then you should be less afraid of offending Goddess Hekti, right? ?”

The musician was speechless.

The scene was deadlocked.

The person who did something wrong has a reason to fall on the other side, and maybe there are some ulterior secrets, so I dare not answer easily.

The other party holding the handle was bored waiting.

Haili raised the topic in silence: "How did you find out?"

Lan Shuying motioned for her to bring the jug.

"Here is the mechanism button." She pointed to the decorative pattern under the handle of the pot.

"I don't know if other wine jugs are designed like this, but this one is very interesting, it has two channels, and there is a small storage space on the upper level, which is connected to the handle, and the person holding the jug can put things in there .”

"Then, like this," she pressed her knuckles against the pattern, and saw the petals shrunk in without making a sound, "hold it down and pour the wine, the wine mixes with the medicine powder he put in, and it becomes took the medicine."

On the contrary, if you don't press this mechanism, the wine will go through the normal passage below, and the wine will come out, which is the kind she poured for her own people.

The musician's fingers were nimble, and he was talking eloquently, trying to draw their attention to the conversation. In front of them, he stuffed the powder into the flagon without changing his face.

Lan Shuying noticed all the little tricks.

Of course, she couldn't let him harm her cup, so she took the flagon away first. The musician is obviously very confident in the mechanism of the flagon. She didn't expect that she had already figured out the mechanism in the few minutes she took it to admire the pattern. mystery.

Is it simple?

Yes, it's easy to say.

In fact, if this kind of pipeline design is to be foolproof, it must be difficult for craftsmen.

Once you get the hang of it, the arcana is less appealing.

Hai Li let out a long sigh of relief, thankful that she took refuge in time.

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

Lan Shuying got up and took an hourglass from the decorative stand.

Watching the sand flow down to the lower part, the musician really became more anxious. He opened his mouth several times and closed it several times, staring at the antidote.

"As a country bumpkin who just entered the city, I don't know much about this place. It's rare to meet a warm and trustworthy gentleman. I didn't expect..." Lan Shuying shook her head in disappointment.

She really has no shortage of time to see who is in a hurry.

Boil for another 5 minutes.

The musician chose to throw in the towel.

He couldn't speak, so Lan Shuying poured a glass of water, wrote the name of the goddess on the outside of the glass, recited an oath in the name of the musician, and finally asked him to press his fingerprints.This is what she learned during her time in Rabbit Village.

After finishing a series, she fed him the antidote.

The musician returned to his human form, and his whole body languished.

"What kind of medicine did you take?" Lan Shuying asked.

"As you can see, it's the worst shape-shifting powder..."

Haili was curious: "Then what side effects does it have?"

The musician replied honestly: "Being a pig is just a prank. Poor-quality transforming powder has no other effect. If it is the best one, if you don't take the antidote for 10 minutes, it will start to corrode from the inside of your body..."

Lan Shuying suddenly asked: "Corpse water?"

"Uh... yes, that is, the internal organs are burned first, then the flesh and hair, and finally even the bones are turned into slime." The musician gestured, and then vowed, "I swear in the name of the goddess, I can only get Worst of all, that's the last bag, if you don't believe me, you can come and search!"

The implication is that he must never drug them again.

"Hmph, next time, I'll cut up your pig's trotters to make lo mei!" Hayley threatened.

The musician wiped his sweat and raised his hands to express his fear.

"Since it's just a deformation, why are you so nervous?" Lan Shuying looked at him with her chin propped up.

"I can no longer conduct or play, and I must never lose the ability to speak! Otherwise, let this restaurant see me, a pig who can't speak... The next time you see me, it may be at the dinner table tonight It's gone." He said excitedly at first, then dejectedly.

"What does it mean?"

The musician sighed deeply: "You didn't know it when you first came here. There is a rule in Wangcheng. If you want to live here, you must work, no matter what your occupation is! Especially us locals, we must not be unemployed. Unemployment is not guaranteed. It's easy to die..."

"So what is your occupation?"

The musician hesitated until Lan Shuying made a gesture to pour the glass of clear water that witnessed his oath, before he uttered two words:
"fraud."

The two seemed to understand something.

Lan Shuying suddenly said: "I invite you to eat and drink, isn't this count as performance? You still want to add food to our wine?"

The musician blushed and explained: "No, it was something you brought up on your own initiative, it's not being cheated, it doesn't count... If you agree to come out with me at night, and I'll take you to a place that charges you, then that's fine." Assuming that today's target is completed..."

"Or just use this jug of wine to punish us once?" Lan Shuying said.

"Well... I originally thought that after you are transformed, I will take some money from you and leave you with an antidote. That's also considered..."

Hailey threw an ice cube at him: "Shut up, bastard!"

Lan Shuying asked: "What will happen to foreigners without jobs?"

According to the hypothesis provided by the musician just now, if he does not meet the professional requirements of being a liar, as a pig, he will appear on the table, that is, fulfill the mission of a pig—to be slaughtered, cooked, and eaten by diners.

What about them?

"There is a grace period for foreigners. You can stay in Wangcheng for three days as tourists. After three days, you have to find a job. At that time, the hotel will no longer accept you to stay, and the local families are not so easy to talk to. He was arrested and sent to prison, and at the end of every month, the prison has to deal with a batch of prisoners who have not been redeemed."

"Also tonight, at the Orange Festival there is a performance called Death Chase, which has been performed by prisoners in recent years..."

Since this show is prefixed with "death", it goes without saying that it is dangerous.

Lan Shuying looked at Haili and shrugged: "I don't like to travel in this kind of place, and the three-day visa is too stingy."

"That's right, I think so too." The musician obsequiously agreed.

Lan Shuying took a sip of wine to moisten her throat, and asked, "How is your network here? I have a friend who is also in Wangcheng, but I lost his contact information. As long as you can help me find him, the reward will definitely be fine." satisfy you."

"Looking for someone? Who is it?" Seeing that she didn't ask any serious questions, the musician felt relieved, patted his chest, and said with an all-encompassing posture: "Don't worry, there is nothing in this city that I can't fool." People... uh, except you!"

"A soldier," Hayley said.

Lan Shuying added: "But he made a small fortune recently, he may not look like a soldier, probably..."

She paused slightly, recalling whether the protagonist's image was mentioned in the original fairy tale.But she also remembered that the original book said that the soldiers went to a small town, not a royal city.

"Like an upstart." The musician said naturally.

Hailey scoffed.

"This is easy to handle. All the guys who are rich and want to come to Wangcheng will go to the bar to brag, and he must have been there. What does your friend look like?" The musician met her half-smile look, and didn't think she didn't know her friend He just thought she didn't want to talk about his appearance, so he answered the words himself with cold sweat: "Oh, it doesn't matter, he used to be a soldier, I remember!"

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the box.

The aroma of food wafted in through the crack of the door.

"Please come in."

The waiter who came in was not the same waiter who ordered before.

The new one had dull eyes, and he looked like a marionette walking over with a plate.

(End of this chapter)