Dragon, dragon, keep your eyes open

Ever since Chachar felt upright under the phantom, he could no longer look directly at the phantom, and he would dodge every time he did things, for fear of having any contact with the phantom again. It is N times more caring than before, so that the ghost can't pick out the thorns at all.

"Chachar, are you hiding from me?" Specter Rich's cold voice sounded behind Chachar.

Chachar was so frightened that he almost changed back to his original shape, and quickly fled away, pulling away several meters in an instant: "You, you, you..."

"What are you! You rude slave, you should call me master." Rich arrogantly rewarded him with a blank stare, and said leisurely: "I'm tired of potatoes, let's go to the market today to buy something."

"Ji, bazaar...? Me, can I go too?" Chachar has been imprisoned in this castle for a long time. He is not a person who can't stand loneliness, but he hates being with a dragon every day. Together with the undead creatures, everyone wants to go out for a breath of air.What's more, he has never been to a place where human beings live. The description in the book is very interesting, and Chachar has actually longed for it for a long time.

"Well... if you behave well, it's not impossible." Rich stretched out his arms lazily: "My lord, I want to take a bath, so you must do your best to help me wash my body."

Chachar didn't want to cleanse the ghost's body. Although he was looking forward to going out, he didn't want to be in contact with the ghost. Who knows what this demon will do then.

The ghost didn't give Chachar a reason to refuse, all he needed was a look, and the backbone of the dragon clan that Chachar was so proud of instantly softened into a puddle of mud, and obediently followed the ghost to the bathing pool.

After entering, Chachar found that the ghost didn't embarrass him, and he didn't even say a word, enjoying Chachar's meticulous service quietly all the time.

After bathing, the ghost mercifully gave Chachar a set of clothes that could be worn out to meet people. Although it was a servant outfit, it was hundreds of times better than the previous apron, and Chachar almost burst into tears. Impatiently, he put on the clothes, and suddenly felt like being reborn as a dragon.

"Okay, put away your poor appearance, let's go to the market now."

Chachar rolled his eyes behind the ghost, and followed him out of the castle step by step.

The market in the human world is actually the first contact for Chachar. It is naturally very fresh, lively streets full of life, noisy noise, endless crowds and vehicles, colorful fruits and strong fragrance. Chachar was amazed by the food and the strange-shaped houses that humans lived in. It was amazing that small humans could make so many delicate and beautiful things.

Wrapped in his black cloak, the ghost seemed a bit abrupt in the colorful attire of humans, but people's eyes stayed more on Chachar.

"Look, my lord has such a beautiful slave, he must be of high status."

"Which amazing lord is able to have such a beautiful slave."

"I'm so envious..."

Chachar was deeply ashamed and indignant at the fact that he was a dragon but became a ghost's slave. He wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in, but the ghost took him to the most lively place majestically and let him accept what came from him. Pointing in all directions.

The ghost stopped, waiting for Chachar to come to him, and said, "Feeling ashamed?"

Chachar returned him a knowing look.

The ghost pondered for a while, and pretended to be generous and said: "If you feel that you can't meet people, you can hide in my cloak. Today, the master, I can give the little slave special privileges."

"Is it really possible?" Chachar had no choice, the ghost's proposal was exactly what he wanted, and he got in without hesitation: "Great, thank you."

"You're welcome!" Ghost scratched the bridge of his nose with his index finger and said affectionately.

Chachar thought it would be better if he entered the cloak, but he heard the people around him talking about him even louder.

"Wow, I just said that this slave is very different from his master! Look at them!"

"I really envy this lord, this slave must be very ecstasy on the bed!"

"I want to hear the voice of this slave. I don't know if it's also very ecstasy."

"I think that's for sure! Such a beautiful woman, how can her voice be so bad? If I were the master, I would definitely fuck him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed every day!"

"Hey, I thought so too!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Really mad!Chachar wanted to beat those people, swell their mouths, and make them unable to speak a word!

"Don't be angry, human society is like this, we just need to go a little farther away." The ghost stroked his back and comforted him gently.

Chachar looked at him suspiciously, surprised by the ghost's good words today.

The ghost led him around the market, and after leaving the gossiping place just now, the new crowd stopped talking about the weird combination of the ghost and Chachar. Two eyes.

This made Chachar heave a sigh of relief, and soon his attention was shifted to the dazzling array of goods, all kinds of strange things that he had never heard of before, and he wanted to have a look and touch them.

At this moment, he completely forgot about the fear of ghosts, and screamed loudly, urging the ghosts to buy this and that. The amazing thing is that the ghosts obeyed him, and the ghosts would buy him whatever he wanted without mercy. , fully satisfying his curiosity.

"You are so generous!" Chachar complimented the ghost sincerely, never at any time did he feel that the ghost was so stalwart and tall.

The ghost accepted his compliment: "It's good that you know it, and you have to serve me with all your heart in the future, and I will make you the happiest slave in the world."

Chachar secretly rolled his eyes. If the words "servant" and "slave" were removed, the sentence would sound more beautiful.

The two continued to hang out, because they bought too many things, and they hired a porter to help them carry them.

Chachar took a fancy to a green feather hat inlaid with green crystal stones. He lifted the hood, happily put the hat on his head, and turned to ask the ghost: "Does it look good?"

This scene happened to be seen by Phils and his followers who came to the market to purchase supplies. He had been looking for Chachar for a long time, and when he saw him, he immediately walked over.