Quadruple split.

Chapter 85 The First Transaction

This girl is not human...

Mo Tan shrugged, he didn't have any opinion on the attitude of the black long straight girl in front of him, but he was very realistic and felt that the other party was a bit unhuman.

After all, ordinary people shouldn't have wings on their backs, right?
That's right, wings, behind the girl there is a pair of wings with a diameter of about half a meter. The whole body is light gray. It has been slightly unfolded behind her from just now, and it will be tapped twice from time to time. Visually, it has played a major role in maintaining her own balance. Great role~
This is obviously not a normal feature.

"What are you looking at?" The girl pouted: "Don't block the door if you don't consume it! Is it strange to have wings?"

Well, but the language function is still quite normal, at least compared to a certain dog girl...

"Then give me a drink~" Mo Tan raised her hand to help the winged girl in front of her to help the plate that was about to fall, and smiled: "The most expensive one."

"Goo!?"

The wings on the girl's back trembled, and then a sweet smile with a sugar content of at least twenty plus signs appeared: "Guest please!"

Mo Tan followed the girl in front of him to the bar, and said to her gently, "Are you the boss here?"

"It's not Goo~" The girl shook her head, wiping the plate above her head with a rag while walking: "It's the boss Goo who is flipping the book over there. He makes up stories besides reading stories all day long~"

Mo Tan nodded. He saw a young man in a red robe sitting at the bar and flipping through a book. He must be the owner of this wandering hotel.

This is a half-elf full of bookishness, with short pale golden hair, a pair of pointed ears, and a pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking handsome and elegant.

"Junjun!" The girl in front of her smiled and kicked the rocking chair under her boss with her small feet, interrupting the other party's thoughts immersed in the story: "There are guests here~"

The man put down the "Deaf Pig Z" that had no meaning in his hand in a daze, looked up at Mo Tan blankly, and held it for a while before he said: "Consumption?"

"Well, consumption." Mo Tan nodded seriously.

"Ah~ that's really good." The man who was called Junjun by a winged waitress immediately showed a smile of more than [-] plus signs: "Welcome to the Wanderer Hostel, I'm the boss here, Jun Wu."

"Gu!" The girl on the side was stunned for a moment: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Weiyang Gu, and I am the only labor force under Junjun!"

A smile flashed across Mo Tan's eyes, and he casually pulled a cushion and sat down: "Tan Mo, he is a traveling bard~"

"Most of our guests are bards." Jun Wu pushed his glasses, and then shrugged helplessly: "But most of them are here to chat, the kind that can last half a day with free cold water. …”

Mo Tan blinked: "It's very romantic, isn't it?"

"Lang is really goo." The girl named Weiyang pouted, stuffed the plates, cups and saucers on her body behind the bar, and put the rag on her boss's head by the way: "You can't create any turnover. Goo! A few copper coins are reluctant to take out goo!"

After saying that, he turned his head and smiled sweetly at Mo Tan, and walked lightly behind the bar.

Visually, what she will bring back in a while should not be too cheap...

"It seems that Weiyang likes you very much." Jun Wu raised his eyebrows at Motan, raised his hand and ripped off the rag on his head, and said with a smile, "She just said those words just now, Weiyang likes to clean things up. Organize things, I like to listen to stories, as for the turnover and so on are secondary~"

Mo Tan nodded nonchalantly, then glanced at the few 'peers' who had begun to play the ditty not far away: "Like the interesting things those few are talking about?"

The bards seemed to be singing together some deeds about the union of the Holy Church, and the general content seemed to be that a few months ago, the son of a priest and a saint eloped overnight or something...

"Forget it." Jun Wu smiled bitterly: "But as the boss here, I've heard similar stories dozens of times in the past few days, but not many people will tell the full version, it's the one in the story. The handsome guy was caught the next day and broke his leg."

Mo Tan exaggeratedly whistled: "You know so much~"

"It's alright." The young half-elf smiled embarrassedly: "I basically know a lot of interesting stories around here, but that's what I heard from others."

Mo Tan nodded, then lowered his voice and asked: "What about other places, such as the story of the dragon being shot down by the brave in the abandoned capital of the Northwest Continent a few days ago."

"I know." Jun Wu nodded lightly, then glanced at the harp in Mo Tan's arms, and said with a chuckle, "I can even tell you some more detailed content, as well as some ready-made songs."

Mo Tan stroked the strings: "What if I want to know more?"

The other party glanced at Weiyang, who had just come around from behind, and then shook his head slightly: "That's not something that can be exchanged for a glass of goldenberry ice wine."

"The drink you want~" Weiyang handed the cup of golden drink with a refreshing aroma on the tray to Motan, and bowed with a smile: "Shenghui two gold coins, gooo."

Mo Tan took out two gold coins and stuffed them into the girl who was so happy that she fluttered her wings. She turned her head and shook her purse at Jun Wu: "How much can I get?"

"Story for story." The elegant half-elf shrugged: "This is the rule, and I can't help it~"

Mo Tan got up and played two notes at random, and said with a smile, "That's easy, I did collect a lot of stories recently."

However, the young boss shook his head: "I basically know the stories and anecdotes nearby, and those can't be exchanged for anything, but if you can give me a very good adapted poem, it's not impossible to talk about, of course, you have to let me Everyone agrees that it’s good.”

"Everyone?"

"Me, Weiyang, and the guests in the hotel now." Jun Wu tapped the "Deaf Pig Z" in his hand and smiled, "Even if it's a story that everyone is familiar with, as long as you make up a minstrel Poetry can surprise everyone in the room, and that's valuable~ and I will naturally give you something equally valuable."

This is obviously an internal rule in the Wanderer Hostel, and it is also the special treatment for talented people by this organization that has a lot of information and rumors. Mo Tan is not surprised by this.

"No problem." He stood up, then put the harp in his hand aside, and smiled at Jun Wu: "I think I'm still very talented~"

The latter shrugged noncommittally: "Most people think so, but..."

But before he finished speaking, Mo Tan spoke up!

Without any instrumental accompaniment, he just stood there abruptly and began to sing!
The originally soft voice with a little evil spirit turned into a thick and deep voice at this moment, shocking all four as if it were a thunderbolt.

Only to hear him sing aloud:
"The wind is howling, the horse is howling!"

"The hero is howling, the hero is howling!"

"The central tower is ten meters high, and the people in the east and north of the city are all crazy."

"Young hero Dave vomits a lot of blood~"

"There are two tavern owners in the city who are heroic~"

"Grab the sledgehammer and staff!"

"Put on the plate armor robe!"

"Defend the property, protect the object~"

"Defend the nephew, defend the whole Pato!"

"The wind is howling, the horse is howling!"

"Long En is clamoring, Ron is clamoring!"

"The Chief of Internal Affairs jumped high, whispering that the cult broke its tail to protect itself~"

"Smoke all over as if Lao Wang is grilling~
"Come on a knight's sword with holy light!"

"The two bosses are flirting with each other!"

"Cultists howling in despair!"

"The big sword is good, the big sword is good~"

"The big sword is good, the sword needs a full set!"

……

After the song ended, the whole hostel was silent...

Five seconds later, Weiyang was the first to break the silence, and the tray that the girl was holding on her chest slammed to the ground with a bang.

Almost at the same time, Jun Wu fell to the ground together with his chair.

And the few bards around who were half-hearted just now took a deep breath at the same time, and then looked at Mo Tan with eyes that were almost admiring, and applauded loudly without any demeanor!

"it is good!!!"

"Brother, you are so awesome!!"

"Where did this happen!?"

"I'm so blown away by this song!"

……

"So what, this brother... take a step to speak." Jun Wu, who was struggling to get up from the ground, pulled Mo Tan with a cold sweat on his face. The latter was closing his eyes at the moment, and the countless numbers in his mind were actually not. The audience present bowed.

Mo Tan winked at him, and took out the "Mold in the Tree Bottle" that Beo had stuffed to him before: "Lend you."

Jun Wu, who didn't react for a while, took it subconsciously, and was kicked to the ground by Weiyang, who had just woken up from sluggishness: "What are you taking!!"

"Cough cough! Come with me anyway!" Jun Wu, who got up from the ground again, helped his glasses, dragged Mo Tan and Wei Yang and ran all the way, and rushed into the hall inside the hall amid the ghosts and wolves of the bards who had not yet recovered. in the compartment.

……

"It's yours, my friend." Jun Wu leaned against the door frame in the compartment and looked at Mo Tan with a sore face: "The chorus of the Yellow River is alright~"

Weiyang also shook his wings and said with a dry smile: "I didn't expect you to be a player too."

Mo Tan spread his hands: "I didn't say that I'm not, and the two of them feel more like NPCs than me. It's rare to see players who can be bosses as soon as they come up~"

"It's good luck." Jun Wu shook his head and said, "Weiyang and I don't like to fight and kill, the guiding task is to work in this wanderer hostel, and then the boss here is promoted, I passed a certain assessment, It was inexplicably superior~"

Weiyang added with a smile: "There's no way you can't be in the position Gu, there are only three bosses in Karan City, and there is no other person to choose Gu."

Jun Wu sneered and said, "That's true. After all, Karan City is a small place, but I really like this kind of day. Add a friend?"

Mo Tan naturally happily passed the friend request of the two, and by the way sent a letter to Edong who had been bombarding him with information since just now.

"If the two of you think that the impromptu bard just now is not bad, and the information in it is also valuable..." Mo Tan gently embraced Jun Wu's shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Would you like to think about it? What about long-term cooperation?"

This elegant-looking half-elf brother was slightly taken aback: "Long-term cooperation?"

"A few days ago, the Paladins visited Pato City because of a commotion caused by the followers of the evil gods, but the specific information should still be blocked. After all, the city lord there and the bishop of the local Holy Church united both died tragically. Going out will probably damage the face of those gods." Mo Tan showed an elusive smile, grabbed Jun Wu's glasses and put them in front of his eyes: "Tsk tsk, it turned out to be flat... I'll give it back to you... …”

After taking over his glasses and putting them on again, Jun Wu asked as calmly as possible: "What you said just now is true?"

He naturally knew what happened in Pato City, but it was only limited to a visit by a high-level Paladin from the Holy Religion Union a few days ago, and the more specific information is not clear...

If what the 'Bard' player in front of him said is true, then submitting this information is definitely a great achievement. You must know that 'open secret' and 'exclusive news' are absolutely two completely different concepts!
Although he has no ambition and doesn't like to fight and kill in the game like most people, Jun Wu doesn't want to be a low-level person in this small place. He likes to collect all kinds of stories and legends. Can't hear anything new...

"I think it's quite reliable!" Weiyang nodded while poking his cheek lightly: "Such a powerful paladin shouldn't visit Pato City for no reason, right?"

Mo Tan yawned lazily and glanced at Jun Wu: "Are you willing to believe me?"

The latter didn't think for too long. After only a few seconds, he nodded and replied, "Okay, so what do you need?"

"It's very simple." Mo Tan said lightly, "What you know...all."

Jun Wu did not immediately reject this seemingly unreasonable request, but looked at Mo Tan with burning eyes: "Give me a reason."

"Things seem to be getting interesting!" Weiyang muttered in a low voice, and his dark blue eyes blinked twice: "It seems that I have met an incredible guest."

Mo Tan's answer was very concise: "Because I don't necessarily know less than you."

"For example?" Jun Wu's glasses flashed for a moment.

"The orcs in the ruins of Underhill are preparing to rush to the holy mountain of Sumir. The dragon that was accidentally injured came from Tianzhu Mountain. There are two territories of the Violet Empire in the southeast that have small-scale frictions on the border. They are Marshall Territory and Marshall Territory. Fire Claw Collar, because the former is suspected of conducting slave trade underground, and a certain evil god sect that made big news in Pato City before seems to be one of the buyers..."

"Deal." Jun Wu replied without hesitation.

"There's a question Goo!" Weiyang suddenly tilted his head and asked, "How do you know so much Goo?"

Jun Wu also nodded curiously.

Mo Tan rolled his eyes: "Are you players?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Do you have many friends?"

"not much……"

"I am more."

"..."

Chapter 82: Final

(End of this chapter)