The Wonderful Journey of the Elf

A few days later, at the intersection of Lingyin Trail under the Lingdang Tower in Yuanzhu City,

I don’t know what festival it is today. When Lan Fang camped here in the past, there was no one around except for wild elves, but now there are a lot of people, and there are many people on both sides of the road. There are small vendors, and there are knocking sounds from time to time, and they look very lively.

"Uncle, why is it so busy here today?" Lan Fang asked seemingly casually, holding a toothpick in each hand and feeding small balls to Meng Meng and Togepi who were pretending to be Pibaobao on the small table.

The stall owner who was very busy turned over the meatballs on the shelf with his tools and laughed. "Little guy, you must be from out of town, but you are just in time. There will be an elf festival nearby these days." Sumo wrestling tournament, you are really lucky."

As he spoke, the boss picked out the meatballs, which were baked to brown on both sides, and placed them in a delicate small paper box. He continued, "No, there are so many people here, so I will come over to do some small business. If I don't do it normally, If so, I would set up a stall on Yuanzhu City West Street, but unfortunately I arrived too late and didn’t get a better position.”

After Lan Fang heard this, he watched a group of staff in sportswear walking through the middle of the road. He gradually came to his senses and muttered, "How could a sumo wrestling tournament be held in Enzhu City by such a coincidence?"

But Lan Fang quickly thought of something, his eyes lit up and he asked the stall owner, "By the way, uncle, can I still sign up for the sumo competition? By the way, I want to ask what the championship reward is."

The boss who was doing business did not reply for the time being. He picked up the two boxes of small meatballs that had just been packed next to him, opened them directly and said to the front, "Look, it's still steaming hot. Don't worry, this was definitely made just now. Do you want to add seaweed?" Or tomato salad dressing?”

When Lan Fang saw that the boss was coming to do business, he didn't rush to urge him. He inserted the pellets and continued to feed the two elves on the table, waiting patiently.

Soon, after greeting the customers, the boss picked up the towel hanging under the stall and wiped the hot sweat on his forehead. He took a sip of water and replied cheerfully, "Little guy, you have such a loud voice. You asked directly about the winner's reward." , It’s good to be young, but you came in time, the registration deadline is not until noon tomorrow, and as for the champion’s reward, I heard it is a power headband used by elves and a year’s meal ticket.”

"It turns out it's not the king's certificate. I thought there was such a good thing." Lan Fang subconsciously narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Yes, Lan Fang clearly remembers that Xiaozhi participated in the sumo wrestling competition and obtained the certificate of king. Finally, he was accidentally picked up by Xiaoxia's mosquito-repellent incense king, and then evolved into the mosquito-repellent incense king.

And if the reward of this sumo tournament is also the king's certificate, then as long as Lan Fang wins the championship, he can also evolve his mosquito-repellent incense king into the mosquito-repellent incense frog king, saving the high priest of the Water Temple to keep the perfect water stone for himself. , I still owe a favor.

However, the power headband is also a good prop. After wearing it, it can increase the physical attack a lot.

Lan Fang thought for a while and decided that it would be a good idea to go take a look. After all, there were so many people there now, and it would definitely be troublesome to call King Feng back. Don't let anything else happen by then.

After thanking the stall owner for informing him, Lan Fang paid the money and patted the cloth pocket around his waist. Togepi and Pi Baobaomeng climbed up the trouser legs hand in hand and got in in a very tacit understanding.

Then according to the boss's prompts, Lan Fang continued to move forward with the flow of people.

After walking and stopping along the way, Lan Fang unknowingly carried large and small bags of food and toys in his hands, so he had to let the Flame Chicken come out to help.

The handsome appearance of the Flame Chicken quickly attracted the attention of many people. After all, one of the three imperial families that only exists in the Fengyuan area is still extremely rare in the city. From this, it can also be seen that this hidden boss, Uncle Carp King, The channels are so sharp.

Not long after, Lan Fang finally arrived at the end of the Bell Trail, which was the door of the Bell Tower.

At this time, half of the Bell Tower complex was requisitioned, and several square platforms arranged in a nine-square grid were built with soil outside.

There were several small tables and a billboard outside the battle field and bell tower separated by red lines. There were many people queuing up. It was obvious that that was where the registration was.

Lan Fang was considered a very brave man and asked the flame chicken to wait for him outside, while he randomly chose a direction and started lining up.

It has to be said that although the alliance sometimes does not do practical things at all, its work efficiency is very good. Even if there are more than ten people in front of Lan Fang, he has only passed less than half of the time when it is his turn. Only hours.

The staff in charge of registration asked very professionally, "Do you want to register for the Sumo Tournament?"

Lan Fang nodded, and skillfully handed over the almost moldy elf illustrated book and said, "Well, yes, please excuse me."

The staff took the illustrated book and inserted it into a small socket next to the laptop on the small table. He said, "It is being read. Please wait. Are you ready for the elf to compete? The standard for elf in our sumo tournament is to weigh at least Over 80kg.”

Since Lan Fang came to sign up, he was naturally prepared. He took out the elf ball containing Boscodora and handed it over and said, "This is the elf I am participating in."

The staff's small table was really small and well-equipped. The other party took the elf ball and placed it on an instrument for registration, and then glanced at the computer screen.

Seeing Lan Fang's record data displayed above, a look of surprise flashed in the staff's eyes, but he didn't say anything. His fingers were flying with fierce keyboard operations, and everything was quickly done. From the computer He tore off a small piece of printing paper and gave the piece of paper, the illustrated book and the elf ball to Lan Fang.

"Congratulations, your registration and login has been completed, your entry number has been randomly selected, and the competition updates will be sent to your picture book via text message in real time."

Lan Fang took the illustrated book and the elf ball and put them on his body casually. He looked at the piece of paper in his hand, smiled slightly at the number "68" displayed on it, and left the queue and walked outside.

The Flame Chicken met up first. Lan Fang recalled the route he had taken before coming here, and quickly thought of the nearest hotel. Since the registration deadline is tomorrow, the competition will not start until tomorrow at least.

Before leaving, Lan Fang turned his head and took a deep look at the towering Bell Tower. He slowly shook his head and whispered, "No, there are too many people now. It's not the time yet. Let's book a hotel first."

After muttering, Lan Fang looked at the two curious babies in the cloth pocket on his waist with a smile, and thought to himself, "Okay, this is a good time to serve these two little ancestors. I hope I can subdue Huan Meng in the end."

The Wonderful Journey of the Elf