Variety Comic: This shopkeeper is not reliable

Chapter 42 Horse Charm

"Don't worry, since I said it, I will definitely help you."

"Cheer up, brother, I'll treat you to some snacks."

Squeezing Mianma's little face, Ling Yu smiled and took out a box of pudding from the system space and handed it to the former.

"Is it pudding? Thank you, big brother."

After seeing the code, I was overjoyed and took it happily.

When she picked up a piece of pudding with a spoon and put it into her mouth, the sweetness instantly made her eyes narrow and she temporarily forgot her worries.

"Is it tasty?"

Looking at such a face, Ling Yu asked with a smile. .

"good to eat!"

Mianma nodded heavily, then looked at Ling Yu: "Brother, do you want to eat?"

"No, just eat. I don't have enough. I have more."

"Good~"

Mian Ma answered obediently, then used a small spoon to scoop up a small piece of pudding and put it into his mouth.

"The owner..."

Luna on the side looked at Ling Yu eagerly, her little thoughts written all over her face.

"Stop looking, I have it for you."

Ling Yu smiled helplessly.

Since coming to this world, she has experienced all kinds of technology and hard work, and Luna's foodie attribute has been completely stimulated.

He took out three boxes again and gave one box to each of Esther, Luna and Miku.

The three of them thanked each other and took it.

Looking at the four people eating pudding, Ling Yu smiled, picked up the teacup next to him, and took a sip of the tea inside.

The tea is the white tea provided by the system. After one sip, it is mellow and soft.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ling Yu looked up and found Tiandaohui looking at him eagerly.

As if he had thought of something, his tone was so weird: "You don't want to steal the girls' snacks, do you?"

Tian Daohui was stunned for a moment, then shook his head crazily.

Ling Yu picked up the fruit on the fruit plate next to him and threw it to him.

"The pudding is gone, please have some oranges."

"Thank you store owner."

Tian Daohui thanked him for catching the orange.

……

Ling Yu did not rush, but quietly waited for Mian Ma to finish the pudding.

"anything else?"

Ling Yu asked softly.

It was like a conversation between an old father and his daughter.

Mianma shook his head, touched his belly, and smiled: "I'm full."

"That's good. You don't have to be restrained when you come to my place. Just tell me what you want to eat." Ling Yu said.

"Uh-huh."

Mianma nodded quickly.

Then she set her sights on the third can.

She was going to keep opening the can.

Because the distance was a bit far, Mianma had to stretch out his short arms, but the distance was still not enough. In the end, Ling Yu pushed the jar in front of her, and Mianma took the jar into his arms.

After receiving the jar, Mianma smiled sheepishly at Ling Yu.

The face size is too small.

When she was 11 years old, a jar took up half of her body.

Mianma held the jar with his two small white hands and threw it heavily towards the ground.

Click!

Amidst the shattering sound, a white ball of light flew out.

This made the few people who were paying attention relieved. If this was San Zi, it would be too outrageous.

When the white ball of light dispersed, a triangular pinwheel appeared in Mianma's hand.

"Little windmill?"

Mianma looked at the paper pinwheel in his hand, and his mind recalled the pinwheels he had made with his friends before.

He blew on it curiously.

Next second

"Ah~little windmill~huhuhu~"

A sudden clipping sound sounded in the store.

Ling Yu, who didn't take it seriously at first, trembled violently after hearing this voice.

He remembered the past that was dominated by clip sounds!

"Stop!"

Ling Yu spoke quickly.

Mianma was stunned and stopped blowing, and then the clipping sound of the 'small windmill' disappeared.

Ling Yu exhaled and reached out his hand to the face code:
"Good boy, give this windmill to your brother to destroy. Such evil things must never appear in this world!"

Looking at Ling Yu's serious expression, he thought this was something 'serious' and quickly handed the small windmill to Ling Yu.

"Isn't this just a white item?" Luna was curious.

Evil, she didn't see it at all.

"What do you, a minor, know? If this kind of thing spreads, it will not be peaceful on the Internet. I don't want to be a windmill as soon as I open the short video."

Ling Yu directly used his power to destroy it.

Luna: "???" "Mianma, do you believe me?"

"Well, brother, you must have your reasons for doing this." Mianma nodded.

"So nice."

Ling Yu touched Mian Ma's head, and then touched Esther's head.

Although they both have silver hair, they are still different. Esther's hair is more jade-white.

"Because I broke one of your items, I have to compensate you."

Ling Yu chuckled at Mianma, and placed a hairpin inlaid with dark yellow gems in front of Mianma.

"It's so beautiful."

Looking at the hairpin, Mianma said happily.

"Like it?"

"Well, it's beautiful!"

The mian code was picked up happily.

From the moment you get the black card, the spirit body of the face code can touch the real thing.

Because Mian Ma didn't know much about death, he didn't think much about it.

Just like the pudding just now, you can't eat the soul at all.

"If you like it, I will give it to you."

"really?"

"Well, Mijiu, please help me put on the mask."

"it is good."

Mijiu responded and came to Mianma.

"Trouble my sister."

Mianma puts the hairpin in Mijiu's hand.

"It's okay."

Mijiu chuckled lightly and helped Mianma put on the hairpin.

The dark yellow gems sparkle like diamonds, and are beautiful under the reflection of light.

It matches perfectly with my silver hair!
Esther's eyes flashed slightly.

Others didn't know it, but Esther, who was very sensitive to energy, noticed it.

The gem embedded in the hairpin is the same as the energy fluctuation when the owner controls the imaginary space.

It's not an ordinary decoration.

But Esther didn't think much about it.

As long as no one comes to take the position of her weapon, it doesn't matter how many people are around Ling Yu.

This may be the unique way of thinking of sword elves.

On the contrary, she would be very uneasy if Ling Yu used weapons other than hers.

"Okay, let's continue opening the can." Ling Yu said softly while looking at the face number with the hairpin on.

"Uh-huh."

Mianma nodded his little head.

The next four jars didn't seem to be as lucky as before, and they all produced white and green light balls.

Until the eighth one.

Click!

The jar shatters and purple light shines.

"Three purples?!" Luna was surprised.

People are more popular than dead people.

She has never opened a purple item before, and the face numbers are purple three times in a row.

Her little heart ached for a moment.

"Is this Russian blood?"

Ling Yu murmured as he checked the items issued by Mianmao this time.

But when he saw it, he was surprised.

[Horse Talisman]: The healing power enables the holder to remove all influences caused by external forces.It can give the holder the ability to cure all diseases, and can also restore damaged still life to its original state.

"Horse charm?!"

Ling Yu was startled.

Even he needs the ability to heal.

After all, it's not like the Godslayer is immune to injury.

After Ling Yu told Mian Ma about the power of the Horse Talisman, she froze on the spot.

Looking at the horse charm in his hand, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"If I could get this earlier, wouldn't Renta's mother be able to..."

In her mind, she thought of the gentle figure sitting on the hospital bed.

Hearing Mianma's murmur, Luna who was closest was startled.

Looking at this face, she seemed to see herself a few days ago.

At that time, she also regretted that she did not come to the store sooner.

But there is no way to know this kind of thing in advance.

She came to the man in front of him, and with Mianma's surprised eyes, he hugged her into his arms.

"It's okay, it's not your fault." Luna comforted softly.

"No one can know the future. The deceased have passed away. All we can do is protect the present and live with their expectations."

"Sister Luna..."

Feeling Luna's hand tightening, Mianma looked at her doubtfully.

(End of this chapter)