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7 Residence

After the sacrifice ceremony, Miao Luo's body remained weak until he lay in bed for two days before he felt better.

Two days later, it was August when the temperature was surging like a fire.

The twilight of the night has not disappeared yet, and the bright light of the morning light has swept up, melting the thick ink color, and the sky is filled with bright rays, as if it is flowing slowly. As a prosperous city by the sea, Wangyang Harbor woke up early and fell into the noise.

Most of the lines of urban buildings look pale, and most of the buildings are made of gray-white stone, with an orderly location. From time to time, white seagulls will fall on the roof and comb their wings. If you don’t look closely, you will think they are carved fine stone statues.

There are many pedestrians on the street, chaotic and noisy. On the corners of the street, some religious personnel are promoting the missionary. Because the Kingdom of Nock does not stipulate which god is the main belief, people from all kinds of sects are actively promoting their gods and trying to exude the glory of the gods.

"The light of the God of Storm will spread throughout this world. Believe in my God. Believe in him. You will receive his help and be bathed in his divine light at all times. He will guide you in the right direction when you are confused and give you the strength to cheer up when you are fragile!"

On the street, a luxuriously dressed pastor loudly preached the doctrine of God, and there was a circle of confused poor people around them, most of whom were dressed in rags and had sincere piety on their faces.

Those who believe in it naturally have people who don’t catch a cold, just like Miao Luo. He just glanced at the religious person standing on the platform and turned around and left.

In this world, it is hard to tell whether the noble creatures like the Gods exist or not, but whether they exist or not, Miao Luo would not choose to believe in gods.

He never wants to place all his future on others, he only believes in himself.

"I have to find a house to live in. I can't stay in a hotel all the time, it's too inconvenient."

Without caring too much about the missionary who was spitting out spit, Miao Luo was looking for the owner of the house selling on the street, looking for a new place to live.

As an alchemist, before becoming strong, he should keep a low profile and avoid the covetousness of some powerful forces. Therefore, he needs a good resting place, and this residence must be hidden and there are no people, so that his secret can be kept.

After buying those things yesterday, Miao Luo's money was already less. With his previous property, he still had five gold coins and twenty-three silvers. At Wangyang Port, the price of a house is mostly between three gold and four golds. Therefore, if you want to find a house, the problem is that the location is remote. With this requirement, most of the original larger-scale shrinkage.

After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find any good place. Miao Luo sighed, remembering that tomorrow seemed to be the day when the tavern started to open again, and felt that time was not enough at once.

"I can't get out of this job for the time being. The news in the tavern is quite well-informed. I can understand the changes in the world through the discussions between sailors, and there are even strange stories about warlocks. Moreover, the warlock has been there these days. In order to avoid disasters, you should be careful."

Thinking silently in his heart, Miao Luo reached out to touch his head.

Now the bare brain skin is very uncomfortable to touch. The cool sea breeze blows, making people wake up all over.

While wandering among the crowd, a hesitant call suddenly came from beside him.

"Miao Luo, is it you?"

Hearing this voice, Miao Luo's heart moved and turned around. He saw the boss Pip, who was suspected, standing there in loose white clothes, staring at his head, and laughing after looking at him for a few seconds.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why has your hair... become shiny?"

Miao Luo reached out to touch his scalp and smiled embarrassedly: "Fortunately, I want to change my hairstyle recently and change my luck."

"So that's how it is."

Pip nodded, his gray eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "I just saw you seem to be looking for a place to live here. What's wrong? Have your family moved out of here?"

"Well... they seem to be tired of staying in this city and want to change places and see new scenery. However, the travel expenses seem to be insufficient, so they sold the house, so I can only change to a new house."

After waving his palm, Miao Luo pretended to be relaxed and said in an understatement, but his heart felt a slight thrill.

Pip pondered for a moment, obviously guessing the reason from the narrative, but did not poke it out. His palm unconsciously stroked his beer belly and said kindly: "If this is the case, it's okay. I have a house that is empty, which is a bit remote. There are no people around. I just need someone to see it. It's just that there is a bit remote and I can lend it to you for the time being. Are you willing?"

Upon hearing this news, Miao Luo was stunned.

"Is this... OK?"

"Haha, of course."

Pip cracked his mouth and laughed loudly, "It just so happened that the house needs someone to take care of. We are so familiar with each other, so we won't charge you for rent. Let's work hard."

Looking at the iron rooster boss who was usually so stingy that he felt pain when he pulled out his hair, Miao Luo felt a faint warm current in his heart. He lowered his head and said something from his heart.

"Thank you, sir."

Nowadays, the boy has no place to live, is alone and has no one to accompany him, which is extremely down and out, but Pip generously gives him space to survive and waives his rent and does not charge any money. He will definitely keep this kind of kindness in his heart.

"Okay, don't be so pretentious, how big a thing? I'll take you to see it now. It's still a bit far away, so settle down first."

Miao Luo naturally would not refuse this sentence and walked over with the boss.

The house Pip mentioned is indeed a bit remote, living on the edge of Wangyang Port, a very ordinary cottage with a gray architectural style. There are no neighbors around it. It is a flat ground, empty and quiet. A few kilometers southwards will be dense forests with prosperous branches and leaves.

“Good place.”

Looking at the surrounding environment, Miao Luo nodded secretly and made a judgment in his heart.

He searched for a place without any effort. His most ideal residence was like this. Unexpectedly, with the kind help of Pip, he could live in such a place.

"Mr. Pip, thank you very much for your generosity."

"Haha, if you hadn't worked very hard in the tavern, I wouldn't have handed over this house to you. Remember, you'll have to work hard tomorrow."

"No problem, Mr. Pip."

After seeing off the boss, Miao Luo stood up and looked at the messy room. When he smelled it, he could still smell the faint smell of mold. He frowned and began to clean up the house.

The house is not big, and most of the things inside are still useful. Miaoluo only needs to buy some common facilities, and after sorting out some trivial matters, it was already evening.

“It’s time to start practicing.”
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