Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 373 Mia’S True Identity (2)

When I arrived at the small town of Kurban, a wedding team happened to pass by.

The wedding procession was escorted by two columns of militiamen.

They held swords and shields and beat joyful drums as they ran.

Behind them was a carriage inlaid with brass edges, pulled by five black horses. The windows were covered by black curtains, so the bride inside could not be seen clearly. Next to the carriage was an old man riding a tall horse.

The old man's clothes were obviously more luxurious than those of the civilians on both sides of the road.

When he met his eyes, the old man smiled and nodded.

But if I don't do human affairs, I always feel that this old man is not a good person.

There was a cold light flashing in the sinister triangular eyes, and he didn't know what conspiracy was brewing.

"What's wrong? You want to get married?"

For a moment, leisurely joked next to him.

"No, I just think that old man is a bit suspicious..." He shook his head, surrounded by people watching the fun. He turned over and dismounted, vaguely hearing the people's comments.

"Hey! The mayor's wedding team is so majestic! Look at the gold-rimmed carriage, which is pulled by five war horses~"

"Yes, that war horse stepped down with one hoof. I guess none of us will be alive~"

"I don't know which girl is so lucky to be favored by the mayor!"

"You are a foreigner. You may not be lucky to marry the mayor's son. Let me tell you..."

I can’t hear what’s behind it clearly.

The two civilians whispered to each other, looking sometimes surprised and sometimes confused, not knowing what they said.

But he is not a gossip if he doesn’t do human affairs.

Whether he is lucky enough to marry the mayor's son or not has nothing to do with him. He is here to follow him.

"Do you know Merchant Mirov?"

I just found a passerby without doing anything.

"Mirov? I don't know him. There are more than a dozen merchants in our town, but we have never heard of him." The passerby shook his head.

Not wanting to give up, he asked a relatively older man to inquire. He felt that such an old man usually knew a lot about things in the small town.

Old man: "What kind of husband is Mi?"

"Mirov." He said patiently.

Old man: "Oh! Oh...what Rolf?"

"Mirov."

Old man: "Aha! That's it, let me think about it... Huh? What did he call Milo?"

Not doing human things: "..."

He gave up.

As the saying goes, a family with an elder is like a treasure.

But the premise is that this treasure is sober.

For a moment, he almost laughed out loud as he looked at the deflated incompetents. He looked around and finally saw a dirty figure under a corner. It was a beggar.

He stepped forward.

"Hello, can I ask you something?"

The old beggar raised his head, looking miserable.

But when he saw the gorgeous armor and weapons on Ji Youyou's body, especially a war horse in his hand, he instantly became energetic and his cloudy eyes became clear.

He stretched out a dirty hand toward Mo Moji, folded his index finger and thumb together, and rubbed it gently.

This gesture is easy to understand in a moment!

He took out a silver coin from the player's backpack and put it into the old beggar's hand.

The old beggar put the silver coin into his mouth in surprise and took a bite. After confirming the quality, he carefully stuffed the silver coin into the pocket of his clothes that he had sewn countless times.

"You ask." He sat up straight.

"Do you know an old merchant named Mirov and where he lives?" he asked leisurely.

"I know." The old beggar nodded.

At this time, I came over without doing anything.

Hearing that the old beggar knew about Mia's father's situation, he quickly asked: "Do you know where Mirov Hunter lives? Can you take us there?"

The old beggar looked at him with a disinterested look.

Then he stretched out his hand again and rubbed his index finger and thumb.

If you don't do human things, you won't care about the old beggar.

He also took out a silver coin from his backpack and put it into the old beggar's hand.

This made the old beggar extremely happy.

Taking the money to do something, he immediately stood up after putting away the silver coins. First, he gave a nondescript knightly salute to the two players, and then said:

"Two adults, please come with me. I will take you there right now!" The old beggar led the way and boasted as he walked: "There is no one in this town that I, Old Lyle, don't know, because I basically went to every house to ask for money.”

The old beggar was indeed not bragging.

As he walked along, he told Wu and Lei about who lived in this family and how many people there were; who lived in that family and what they did for a living.

But as he got to a more remote place, he only remembered who lived there.

More detailed information is unclear.

"These people have no money and belong to the poor households in the town." The old beggar explained: "I understand their family situation in order to better beg, but these people may be poorer than me, so there is no need to know more. too much."

Not doing human things and looking at each other leisurely for a moment.

The heart says that no matter what profession you have, you have to work hard to make money, just like the old beggar, he has simply begged to get the essence out of him.

We walked for about ten minutes.

The three of them came to a dilapidated mud house, which was almost at the edge of the entire town.

The mud-roofed house stood alone among the overgrown ruins.

Several big trees around have gradually dried up with the onset of autumn. A gust of cold wind blew by, and a few yellow leaves swirled down. The broken wooden boards on the mud-tiled house made a "clang" sound, and waist-high miscellaneous trees were heard. The grass lies low in the wind, making the scene even more desolate and dilapidated.

"Well, this is Mirov's home." The old beggar pointed to the dilapidated mud-tile house and said in a rather sad tone: "Actually, a few years ago, Mirov didn't live here. He was a businessman. He is a good hand and a very diligent person, but since his cow died, he has become depressed. In order to treat his daughter's illness, he spent almost all his savings, and finally moved to such a poor place. Later, his daughter disappeared. , she must have given up on her slutty father and ran away..."

"Mirov's daughter? Mia?" The indifferent opened his mouth wide and stared at the old beggar with dumbfounded eyes.

"yes."

The old beggar nodded matter-of-factly.

"Mirov only has one daughter. His wife died in childbirth after giving birth to his daughter. He worked hard to raise Mia by himself. Unexpectedly, his daughter also abandoned him now, so he said What’s the point of raising children?”

The old beggar complained mockingly:

"Mirov should be alone like me. I will eat all the money I earn. I only need to take care of myself and don't have to worry about my children being unfilial."

How can you listen to the old beggar's ramblings if you don't do human affairs?

He was still immersed in the fact that Mia was a girl and couldn't get over it for a long time.

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