Take the men's team to open up wasteland

There were some changes in Chaosong's mantra, Luo Shan hurriedly looked at Chaosong, Guan Ji and Geng Fan also immediately focused on Chaosong.

"How is it?" Rosen asked.

"She's in prison." Chao Song said with certainty.

"Why did she go to the prison? Everyone can go there, right? Especially in the human-ruled area, they restrict the movement of orcs." Geng Fan asked.

Chao Song thought for a while and said, "She...is very lively, so I guess she is not in danger."

Luo Shan sighed: "I'm afraid our guess is right, she may be taking private jobs."

"Then we wait here for her to come out?" Geng Fan asked.

Luo Shan raised her eyebrows and looked at Guan Ji.

Guan Ji blinked, he didn't understand why Luo Shan looked at him like this.

Roseanne smiled and explained to him: "Tell me, how did Celeste get the private job?"

Guan Ji and Chao Song looked at Luo Shan together, waiting for her answer, but Geng Fan hesitated and said, "When she passed here before...was wandering around the prison?"

Roseanne laughed.

"Sorry, I didn't understand, what does this mean?" Guan Ji looked at Luo Shan and then at Geng Fan.

Geng Fan had no choice but to explain to the official editor: "Beastmen are very restricted here, even though they are excellent in all aspects, if she can get a private job in the prison, it is absolutely impossible for her job to be introduced to her by others. Hers, because she has no channels, and the people in the mixed-race club will not let her touch the private channels, then she has only one possibility, and that is to walk around the prison on purpose. Just go; and this is probably not the first time she has taken on a private job."

"And then? We can only wait." The official said again.

Geng Fan smiled again: "No, Luo Shan means, you change your clothes and go there for a walk, if someone wants to take you away, you just follow that person."

Guan Ji's facial features began to stiffen.

Luo Shan began to wring her fingers to settle accounts with the official account: "Hey, I'm yellow and thin, people only think I'm a beggar when they see me; Chaosong is like a fool in this respect, he doesn't have the most basic Geng Fan, he’s not pretty enough, and he’s a bit naive; so...you can do it.”

"Is there no other way?" Guan Ji asked with his eyebrows pressed.

"Someone has to go in and take a look, we will follow your formation." Luo Shan smiled.

"I'm not going." Guan Ji said firmly.

Just as Luo Shan was about to speak, he didn't want Chaosong to lightly put his hand on his spell, but before Guan Ji could react, he was suddenly pulled away by the spell—he's fine now, he didn't even wear clothes. I didn't have time to change it, I didn't take the pass card, and I didn't even have a tissue to wipe my hands, so I was sent far away.

Geng Fan stared blankly at Chao Song, and asked in a low voice, "Is this... okay?"

Chao Song said seriously: "Didn't Luo Shan say that he is the most suitable? I also think he is the most suitable."

At that moment, Geng Fan felt that Chao Song deliberately "tightened" him because he was jealous of Guan Ji.

There is a small town between Beishan Prison and Beihai Prison.

Most of the people living in this small town are the relatives of the species in the prison, or the servants of the nursing home.

Although this is just a small town, it seems to be much richer than Tired Bird City.

Guan Ji stood at the entrance of the town with a dazed look on his face - under what circumstances, he has no right to refuse the unreasonable demands of his teammates?What happened to that pilgrimage?He suddenly sent himself to such a far place, he was very sullen in his bones!
A fat aunt with a shaggy tail bumped into Guan Ji, and then walked forward with a basket in her hand. Guan Ji reacted immediately, and he tried to act as natural as possible, but his walking steps were a little swaying.

He has never seen such a battle.

It's okay to fight, and it's okay to be cannon fodder, why let him do this kind of thing!How could Rosean feel that he had this potential?
There are exquisitely decorated shops on the narrow streets. The shops here are all very particular, and even the billboards are inlaid with real gems.

Sure enough, the prison may just have a name that people respect and stay away from, and there should be a lot of articles in it.

A beautiful crystal hairpin in the side window caught Guan Ji's attention. He stood over and looked at it. He thought that Irene should be very beautiful wearing that hairpin.

So, Guan Ji stood there and looked at it for a while, but he didn't dare to ask the price. Of course he knew that the price was beyond his reach.

"Like this hairpin?"

An old man's voice came from behind him, Guan Ji hurriedly turned his head to look at him, and took two steps back guiltily.

The old man looked Guan Ji up and down, the look in his eyes made Guan Ji chill all over, he couldn't tell what kind of eyes he saw, said he was an old hooligan, how old was he? Quite decency; say he's an old pervert, and he's a bit of a decency in what he says and does...

Guan Ji wanted to leave, but the old man said again: "Boss, how many colors do you have for this type of hairpin?"

The boss's indifferent voice came from the store: "Come in and see for yourself."

Guan Ji was sweating for the boss - he didn't seem to want to do their business, this was the most indifferent shopkeeper he had ever seen.

The old man signaled Guan Ji to go into the house, Guan Ji thought about the task Luo Shan had given him, and he resigned himself to go up the steps.

"On the shelf on the right." The boss reminded again.

The official turned his head to look, and there was a middle-aged man wearing thick glasses sitting at the counter. He was doing handicrafts at his own counter. He didn't quite understand what official paper he was doing. He just stood there again. Only in front of the shelves of the same card issuer.

That hairpin comes in five colors: clear, red, yellow, green and black.

I have to say that the black one is the most beautiful, but the official editor feels that the yellow one is very suitable for Irene, so he just stared at the two crystal hairpins without saying a word.

"One for each color, wrap them up." The old man laughed.

"You can go shopping again, and then I will send it to your house." The boss said calmly.

"Okay." The old man replied and looked at the officer again.

The officer was in a daze, not knowing what to say or what to do, the old man smiled and said to him again: "Is this your first visit to our small town?"

"Yeah." Guan Ji nodded.

"Who pointed you in the right direction?" the old man asked again.

Guan Ji thought for a while, and said, "A... woman."

To be exact, it was a girl, but the officer changed his words because he was afraid that the old man might suspect him. Of course, the "woman" he was talking about was Rosanne.

"Life is not very satisfactory, is it?" the old man asked again.

Guan Ji lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The old man laughed again, and he said again: "This boss is very lazy, and he doesn't know when he will send the crystal card to me, why don't you go and sit with me first?" ?”

Guan Ji hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

The old man smiled again and motioned for the officer to follow him.

After getting into the old man's car, Guan Ji turned his head to look out the window, while the old man looked at him with his face slightly sideways, and Guan Ji didn't even dare to turn his head to look at the old man.

After a while, they arrived in front of an old palace—it was said to be a palace, but it was still a bit crude. It might be that their family wanted to build this palace, but the church felt that their specifications were illegal.

There is a line printed on the front of the Gothic gate: Brewster (Brewster).

In other words, this old man's surname is Brewster, and he is the master of this palace?
Just as the official series was guessing, the door opened, and a woman whose figure was no less than that of Celeste in the photo came out. The woman took a look at the car and started hitting on the old man who got out of the car. Greeting: "Yo, Isidore (Isidore), are you back?"

"Penelope (Penelope), I brought back a gift for the master." Isidore said and looked at the official album standing in front of the rear door.

The woman named Penelope also started to look at the official, and the official was looking at the old palace. He had already started to imagine what kind of torture he would suffer in it, but he didn't know. At that time, Luo Shan and the others won't pull him back suddenly, but...by then, the conditions won't allow it, right?To own such a palace, how could the owner in it be an idler?
"A human man?" Penelope asked.

"Yes." Isidore nodded.

"Human men are clean, but they die too easily." Penelope said dissatisfied.

Guan Ji's eyes trembled, and he hurriedly looked at Penelope.

"She was joking with you." Isidore smiled at the official blog.

Guan Ji shouted the names of Luo Shan and Chao Song in his heart, he wondered if they would rescue him before the old housekeeper brought him in!
However, nothing happened next, and the old butler Isidore led him in.

Well, in fact, the official editor is also curious about what the owner of such an old palace would be like, so whoever!If they dare to torture him, he can still fight them.

There were several servants cleaning the wide garden, and an old man led the way, he smiled and said, "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Isidore Brewster (Isidore Brewster) , is the housekeeper of this old palace; the one just now is Penelope Brewster (Penelope Brewster), she is in charge of all the maids in this old palace; the owner of this palace is called Julius Brewster (Yuli Uce Brewster), have you heard his name?"

Guan Ji shook his head in confusion.

Isidore smiled, and he asked again, "What's your name?"

"Guan Ji." Guan Ji replied dully.

"Where are you from?" Isidore asked again.

"Jianniao City in the south, a slum area." The official answer was complete.

"Ah... ghetto... Who else is in your family?" Isidore blinked.

"Brother and sister." Guan Ji replied, and he began to look at the small building not far away.

"Well... there are a lot of families like this in the slums," Isidore said.