Chapter 933 Casting

He was happy for his old friend. He had heard his old friend sigh more than once. After understanding the reason for his old friend's sadness, he didn't know how to comfort him.

His old friend told him that he might be the only one left in their tribe.

He understood why his old friend was always busy all day and didn't let himself have free time, and he would never be like him, basking in the sun, watching the wind, and drinking.

Because as soon as his old friend settled down, he couldn't help but think of his hometown, his tribe, and that he was a lonely person in this world.

Such feelings made his old friend, who was already sentimental and thoughtful, unbearable.

He also saw his old friend drowning his sorrows by living, but drowning his sorrows by drinking made him even more sad, and he even had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Later, his old friend kept himself busy all day, so that he would not have time to think about the things that made him sad.

Now it's all right, the innkeeper thought quietly, although the little girl in front of him was not familiar with his old friend, they both had the blood of their tribe flowing in their bodies.

When he thought that he was no longer alone in this world, his old friend would be in a much more cheerful mood than before.

At this time, Ran was also very excited. She originally thought that she was the only one left in their tribe, but she didn't expect that there were other tribesmen. Moreover, this tribesman was so similar to the old men who had accompanied her before, and even the kind of intimacy they brought to her was so similar.

Master Zao stopped crying, he gently pushed Ran away, carefully looked at her face, and gently wiped away Yanran's tears.

The innkeeper Hong Ruowen stepped forward to comfort them: "Okay, old man, I haven't seen you cry for many years. I thought your eyes had lost this function.

The casting master didn't care about the joke his old friend made.

He is now quite different from before. Why do I say that? Because he warmly invited Yanran to his home.

It's just Yanran.

He has a lot of things to ask the young tribesman in front of him. He is so impatient. For decades, the words that have been deposited in his heart have finally found a suitable person to confide in.

The innkeeper and Jiang Cheng stood aside, and they couldn't help but look embarrassed.

The casting master's partiality is too obvious, isn't it too embarrassing?

The innkeeper kept coughing beside him, mentioning his old friend and paying attention to his presence.

The casting master frowned at him, then looked up at Jiang Cheng, and then introduced him at the right time: "Old sir, this is my teacher.

Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded.

As the saying goes, a good man never hits a smiling person. Since they were so polite, the master of casting certainly couldn't lose his grace, so he had to invite both of them to his home.

The master's home was indeed comfortable. Although there were not many furnishings, the shapes were rich and the lines were simple. Occasionally, the carvings on a few objects were very impressive.

The master of casting asked everyone to sit down. After the servants at home brought various drinks, the master of casting ignored the hotel owner and Jiang Cheng and talked to Yan Ran Cui by himself.

The old and the young talked for a long time, laughing and crying. It started with the master of casting asking about Ran's experience, and then talked about how clever their people were, how many celebrities they had, and then talked about the glorious history of their people, and then sighed about the fate of their people, etc. The hotel owner and Jiang Cheng listened to their chats about everything, but they didn't feel bored.

Finally, their conversation came to an end, because the housekeeper of the master of casting had signaled several times that the dishes were getting cold, and his master was still reluctant to invite the guests to take their seats.

The casting master's aura was indeed quite strange. During the meal, he kept picking up dishes for Ma Ran, so that the dishes on the plate in front of her piled up like a small mountain.

On the other hand, the hotel owner and Jiang Cheng, except for the beginning when the casting master seemed to let them eat whatever they wanted, never paid any attention to them again.

Fortunately, the hotel owner was his old friend for many years and knew him very well, and Jiang Cheng had seen many people like the casting master and knew that they all had quite strange auras, so the two of them didn't care.

The casting master and Ran were chatting happily, and Jiang Cheng and the hotel owner were not idle either. The two of them sat aside and ate, occasionally tasting the taste of the dishes, talking about various strange things during the journey, and the conversation was very speculative.

This meal took a long time, because everyone's mouth was basically used to talk, and the dishes were not eaten.

It's not that the dishes at the casting master's house are unpalatable. On the contrary, the dishes look delicious, and the chef's level of the dishes is quite good.

During the meal, Jiang Cheng noticed that Mu Ran shed tears several times. Later, he learned that there were several dishes on the table that were special dishes of their tribe. When Mu Ran was young, her mother would cook these dishes for her whenever there was a major celebration or festival. It was no wonder that the little girl would shed tears from time to time.

It was really "When you think there is no way out, you will find a new village when you turn around." Jiang Cheng and Yan Ran were about to be driven out by the casting master after they became the owner of the hotel. As luck would have it, he was from the same tribe as Yan Ran, and there were only a few people left in their tribe in this world.

Ran's appearance made the master casting master very excited. He would no longer live alone in this world.

The old and the young talked happily, from before the meal to the meal, and continued to talk after the meal. Just when the two people who were watching lost interest in listening and were about to take a nap, the casting master finally asked Yanran why she came.

Bingran narrated that she visited the master casting master this time to ask him to make a short weapon for close combat for her.

The casting master asked Ran with interest, what kind of weapon did she want?

When Yanran said that she wanted a pair of claws, the casting master pondered

Seeing that he frowned and his fingers gently touched the table, it was obvious that he began to think about how to make such a weapon.

After thinking for a while, the casting master asked Yanran: "Why did you think of this weapon? After all, it is an unpopular weapon. At your age, you probably have rarely seen it.

Yanran said: "It's not that I haven't considered common weapons such as short swords and bishou, but when my teacher asked me to consider which weapon to choose, the claw jumped out of my mind involuntarily. "

"Indeed, whether I was studying on the planet or living on the nameless planet, I had never seen this weapon, but I don't know why it suddenly appeared, and my hands began to swing subconsciously. She didn't know how to describe her feelings at the time.