Until I marry Jin Jingling

"Have you lost anything?" Gloria immediately suspected it was a thief, but she thought that if she had the ability to avoid being discovered by Illumi, she might not be an ordinary thief.

"No, but my luggage has indeed been turned over." Illumi's backpack contained very simple things, except for two changes of clothes, there was nothing else.

Kuroro came out of his room after recuperating. Seeing the appearance of the three of them, he wondered, "What happened?"

"Illumi's room has been sneaked into, and he is still there." Gloria thought for a moment, "You won't find anything standing here, Jill and I will go to the front desk, and then we will confirm the direction, first Find out the situation in Mandal Town."

Such an arrangement is indeed the optimal choice, and no one disputes it.

Going downstairs again, the receptionist was still standing there, with a smile on his face, just like before, "Is the room not bad? This place only accepts guests from outside, and there are very few other people in Mandal Town, so Most of the rooms haven't been used a few times."

"Isn't your boss afraid of losing money if you open the hotel here?" Gloria asked puzzled.

"Losing money? No, no, I heard from other people that, in addition to the room fees for you who live in the hotel, the boss directly gets the annual profit from the Mandal Township government, so apart from the expenses here, the boss gets a whole lot of money." Not a small gain."

The front desk is really too busy. There are only about ten employees in the entire hotel including him, but they are all distributed in various positions, and they can only meet each other during meal time.

On weekdays, he rarely communicated with people in Mandal Town, so the appearance of Gloria and the others increased his desire to speak.

"He's really an open-minded boss." Kuroro chuckled lightly.

The few people present were thoughtful people, and the words from the front desk exposed the problem.

What on earth would make a town government pay more to keep a foreign hotel?

"We are planning to go out to find a local restaurant, do you have any recommendations? Or are there any local guides who can take us around?"

Gloria smiled. At this time, she knew how to use women's advantages to obtain information, "Of course, including the history of Mandal Town, we are too interested in this."

The front desk's ears were red, and he pointed the way to Gloria, "There is a family restaurant 100 meters away from the door, and their food is delicious, but the proprietress there is a bit strange and can talk nonsense.

If you want to find a tour guide, Mr. Luji from No. 13 on Rodal Street has been an escort several times. He is not a Mandal, and his wife is an aboriginal. You can just ask his wife about history. "

After listening to the other party's answer, Gilgamesh took out a few banknotes from his pocket as a tip.

The front desk did not shirk and accepted the money.

The four of them walked out of the hotel, surrounded by Mandalians still sneaking around.

The appearance of this group of Mandals is very distinctive, and you can tell that they are locals at a glance.

The slightly pale skin seemed to have been soaked in water, and the black hair was curly, like seaweed in the depths of the ocean that did not see the sun. Everyone's eyes were bigger than ordinary people, but this did not look beautiful, but looked like It's a frog.

"That's too suspicious." Illumi frowned.

"Yes, it feels like the Mandal town government is keeping a hotel for foreigners." Kurollo said in a low voice, "Then, as a small town with an underdeveloped tourism industry, why spend money on it?" , make such a choice?"

"They are luring their prey to take the bait." Gilgamesh raised the corners of his lips and pushed open the door of the restaurant.

This is a family restaurant, and the smell of decay hits you when the door is pushed open.

The boss sitting in front of the counter was waving a fly swatter aimlessly, while his wife, who was said by the front desk to talk nonsense, sat blankly by the window, dazed.

"Welcome, welcome." The boss saw that there were guests, rubbed his hands together, and asked them what they wanted to eat.

Gloria didn't actually want to eat here, but in order to collect information, the four of them sat down and ordered the most common fish and chips in the shop.

The boss smiled kindly, walked into the kitchen and started preparing food.

At this time, Gloria and the others focused on the proprietress.She seemed to have noticed the gazes of several people, and turned her head around.

Instead of a traditional Mandalian look, she looks no different from a woman on the outside.

"Hello, we are college students who come here to travel from outside." It was still the same rhetoric, and even the person who said it was Kurolo.

The dull old woman just looked at everyone quietly, and then said, "Go back."

"What?" Kuroro wondered.

The old woman lowered her head and played with her fingers. She didn't know whether she was talking to herself or telling them, "Go back quickly, there is nothing interesting here. In the middle of the night here, there will be mice coming to eat people. In the middle of the night here, there will be people Fish come to eat people. In the middle of the night here, the golden king..."

"Aroya, you're talking nonsense again." The boss who was still cooking inside just now came out with a plate. He interrupted his wife's words, then served the food, and looked at Gloria apologetically , "My wife had a fever a few years ago and burned out her brain. She has been talking about it all these years. Mandal is a very interesting place, but there are many attractions that have not been excavated. If you want to play, you can play more here. A few days."

The boss seemed warm-hearted, at least in Kuroro's eyes, he didn't seem like someone who was hiding anything.

The fish and chips that came out were delicious, a bit out of the ordinary for this type of establishment.

"The fish is delicious, is it from around here?" Gilgamesh asked casually.

The boss nodded, "This is the taste of the fish during this period. If you come back in a few days, it may taste even better."

"In a few days?" Gloria raised an eyebrow.

But the boss just smiled and said nothing more.

Before leaving, Gilgamesh settled the bill.But the proprietress tremblingly wanted to chase the flying insects, and bumped into Gloria.

Gloria lowered her eyes and helped the old woman up, "Be careful, ma'am."

After leaving the restaurant, Gilgamesh shrugged, "If it wasn't for the last sentence, I would have been fooled by his poor acting skills."

"If I followed my style, that boss would have told me the truth before he died." Kuroro had a smile on his face, but his words made people shudder.

"This will scare the snake away." Gloria took out a note from her pocket, which the old woman had just slipped into her, "She asked me to meet tomorrow night in the wooden house on the west side of the port, and said she would tell I have some Mandal secrets."

"Credible?" Illumi asked.

"We have to wait until tomorrow night." Gloria rubbed her belly. "Okay, I always feel like we are playing some kind of game, getting clues from specific people and moving on to the next task."

"Then the next step, Mr. Luke and his wife." Kuroro smiled, somewhat agreeing with this view.

Mr. Luke lives in a remote place, but his house looks more normal than those spooky mandal-style buildings.

There are a few chickens in the rural-style yard, and the apple trees are planted with bright red apples.The owner inside came out after hearing the knock on the door outside.

"May I help you?" The man was smoking a pipe, and the smile on his face was far more sincere than that of the restaurant owner.

"The front desk recommended us to come to you. I heard that you are the local companion." Gloria cut to the point.

When he heard the word "accompaniment", the man's face turned aside instantly, and he raised his hand to drive them out, "I don't know what to accompany, you can find someone else."

But maybe they were talking too loudly, which attracted the attention of the hostess inside.A woman in a dress stood at the door and asked softly, "Is there a guest, Lu Ji?"

"It's not a guest." The man denied.

But the hostess saw his concealment. After she walked out of the room, she opened the door for everyone, "A traveler who came to play in Mandal, right? Come in, maybe you want to hear the history of Mandal."

Indeed, as the front desk said, Mandals like to share their history with others.

Mr. Luji's appearance is no different from that of ordinary people, but his wife has an appearance between ordinary people and Mandalians.She was quite hospitable, made tea for Gloria and the others, and then asked them what was going on outside.

"I returned to Mandal not long after I married Lu Ji. My mother is a Mandalian. Although I was born outside the town, after my mother died, I always felt that this place was calling me." The woman smiled softly. A wall behind her is filled with older books.

Seeing where Kuroro was looking, Mrs. Luji said: "This is the ancestral house passed down from my grandma. These books are also old books of Mandal. If you are interested, you can read them."

With the host's permission, Kuroro picked up one of the books and flipped through it.

And here, Mrs. Luke told a few people about the history of Mandal.Mr. Lu Ji next to him didn't speak, he just stood at the window and smoked a cigarette.

"Mandal is a blessed but also cursed place. It is remote and lacks resources, but it is thanks to the mayor of the first generation of Mandal Town. Under his leadership, the Mandals have received the blessings of heaven. Pray, and get a steady stream of resources.

Every summer, before the full start of the Mandal fishing season, there will be a sacrifice. The high priest will lead us, send tribute to the ocean, and then wait for their blessings. "

Mrs. Luke said it like a devout believer, but Illumi noticed that Mr. Lukey's expression was not very good.

"You guys came at the right time. The memorial ceremony will be here soon, so you can have a good time." When she said this, the expression on Mrs. Luji's face was so gentle...

A word came to Gloria's mind.cruel.