I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Jaled's eyes flashed, "This ointment is more effective than the priest's prayer! I'm afraid it's not cheap?"

Qiucia whispered, "Thank you, but I only have four silver coins..." Among them, three were bounties from the cultist caught yesterday.

Qiuli was taken aback, then understood what she meant, smiled and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Of course I don't need money, we are a family, you didn't listen to what the chairman just said."

Qiuxia turned her face sideways, looked at Qiuli's bright face, and couldn't help showing a smile. She has worked hard all the way to this day, and every step is difficult. Although she rarely socializes, at this age, who doesn't like it? I have close friends.

The few people lost the coercion of the president, and the atmosphere became more relaxed. While talking and laughing, Qiu Li suddenly saw half a huge head sticking out of the void, and suddenly remembered that she had an appointment with the big-headed monster to the swamp bend this afternoon. Flow to be a guest.

She quietly waved her hand at it, put down the wine glass in her hand, stood up and said, "I still have something to do, so I'm sorry, if you want to find me next, you can look for me at the Red Maple Leaf Bakery diagonally opposite. I opened it, you go buy bread and report my name, and I will give you a half discount."

"Wow! Sister Eve is really amazing." Lisa's flattery came over immediately.

Qiuxia probably remembered that in the old blacksmith's shop that day, Qiuli had mentioned the matter of opening a restaurant, and there was a trace of yearning in her eyes.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qiuli finally went downstairs. It was windy outside, she put on her windbreaker, and thick clouds were gradually piling up in the sky.

At the window of the dining hall on the second floor, Lisa and Qiucia were standing side by side, Lisa was still waving at her, and Qiucia who was beside her seemed to be in a very good mood, looking at her with a smile on her face.

Because this canteen is too close to the "Hunter Guild", it has almost become its canteen. Everyone in the guild will keep accounts for their meals, and they can choose monthly settlement. Naturally, those who eat together with the president like today are hanging on the president's account.

Going all the way to the alley, Qiuli smelled a familiar smell. She raised her head and saw the big-headed monster hanging on the top of the tree. Fortunately, the alley was empty at the moment. She said to the monster, "I'll go by carriage. How about meeting at the entrance of the swamp bend?"

The big-headed monster nodded, and quickly went back into the void.

Standing on the bustling avenue, Qiuli stretched out her hand to stop a new-looking carriage.

The coachman is an elderly man, about 50 years old, and his sideburns are already graying. After Qiuli got on the car, he announced the name of the place. The entrance to the swamp bend is also the location of the Temple of Elements, and there are often believers Going to worship, the coachman didn't have any doubts.

The car drove forward steadily, and half an hour later, Qiuli saw the suburban junction of the eastern Indian for the first time, where the city gate stood.

Qiuli opened the window and looked out. There were no soldiers guarding the place, and no one questioned the passing vehicles. Seeing her looking around, the coachman said proudly: "Our Eastern Indian is the best in the districts of Bredian. Place, you see I am so old, I am not afraid of walking at night!"

Qiuli leaned on the soft backrest in the carriage, and she clearly noticed something strange.

Everyone here is very sure, the law and order here is very good, as if this is a kind of collective subconsciousness of them.

But she had witnessed a sacrificial event with her own eyes before.

"You are so old, why do you still come out to do things?" Qiuli asked.

"To make up for the family, my wife is not in good health." The coachman sighed, "I will take you to the place in a while, I have to go to the elemental god to pray. My son is a seaman in the port area. I hope he can be safe."

"Isn't that supposed to go to the Storm Goddess to pray?"

"The righteous gods are interlinked." The coachman said with a smile: "You came up from the parish below, isn't there only the Church of the Holy Child in your place?"

"Yes, is there any explanation for this?" Qiuli asked curiously.

"Because the Storm Goddess and the Elemental God have only shown miracles in recent years, and it will probably take several years before they spread to the parishes below." The coachman seems to have done some research on this, and the logic is very clear when it comes to the reason.

"Then why do you say that righteous gods are interlinked?"

"Both the Storm Goddess and the Elemental God were separated from the Holy Child Church. The Storm Goddess was born as a priestess, and the Elemental God was originally a knight. After their miracles were revealed, believers built temples."

"The Holy Child Church doesn't object?"

"Of course I object..." The coachman lowered his voice a little, "But they lost..."

"These are secrets, right? How do you know?" Qiuli asked, staring at the back of the coachman in front of her. She didn't find these materials in the hunter guild's database today. How could a coachman know?
The coachman was silent, he heard the sound of the horse's hooves kicking, the wheels of the cart were constantly turning forward, making a "squeaky" sound, the horse's nose was snorting, its tail was wagging, the sky was overcast, and the wind was blowing by his ears , blowing hair, the atmosphere of the scene became weird.

"Did you tell me that on purpose?" Qiuli broke the silence at this moment.

After a while, the coachman seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and said in a flustered tone:

"I... I don't understand... Did I say something?"

The coachman suddenly turned to look at Qiuli.

His slightly old face was full of confusion.

Qiuli stared at him, his demeanor didn't seem to be fake.

"It's nothing, just asking casually." Qiuli said lightly.

"Oh, that's good. Let the guests take a rest. It will take another three quarters of an hour to get there." The coachman reminded him kindly.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Qiuli leaned back to the carriage.

She must have asked something to the point, making the coachman seem to turn on the switch. Could it be that this world is really another copy?
She looked at her game interface, which was still in a gray tone.

Or, someone wants to tell himself something through the mouth of the coachman...?
Qiuli thought that her head hurt. She glanced at her watch. It was 2:[-] in the afternoon. The road leading to the Temple of Elements seemed to be well repaired. The gravel on the ground was compacted. It's plain, with occasional trees, and the wind blows almost unhindered.

The clouds in the sky rolled.

The coachman suddenly said: "Guests, sit still, I'm going to speed up, if it rains halfway, it will be bad."

"okay, I get it."

Qiu Li straightened up, and saw the coachman raised his whip, and after whipping, the speed of the carriage increased instantly. It could be seen that the coachman was an experienced driver, and he was fast and stable when driving the carriage.

Occasionally, a few horse-drawn carriages hurried back to the city came up on the opposite side.

"I can't hide, the rain is coming." The coachman lowered his hat.

The dark clouds over the field were rolling, but the sky far away was unusually bright, a gust of rainy wind blew over, and then the dark clouds swept in, and the heavy rain fell down in torrential downpours.