The atmosphere of joy continued, and Gro instructed his men, "Go find a few boxes, pack them up, and bring them back." ”

"Yes. The guard answered, and went and did so.

Richard looked at old Marlen and said, "I'm tired." ”

The strange light in Old Mullen's eyes quickly retracted, and he made a panicked look, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's my honor to help His Excellency Richard." ”

The next moment, without waiting for Richard to speak, Gro already looked at the mine owner Orrick very carefully, pointed at Old Maren and said: "This person has done a good job, he has helped His Excellency Richard, and you reward him with 10 gold coins, which can be regarded as a punishment for your rudeness before." ”

"Uh, this ......"

"Let's go. Richard saw that the guards had already packed up a few pieces of cobalt ore that were not very big with a box, and he didn't say anything long-winded.

"Good. Gro also knew that Richard's time was precious, and wanted to get things done in one day, so with a wave of his hand, he immediately rode on his horse with the guards and ran towards the outside of the mine, leaving like a wind.

In the mine, Orrick looked in the direction in which Gro and his party left, his expression distorted slightly, and he hesitated whether to listen to what Gro said just now.

At this time, Old Maren walked directly in front of him, his eyes flashed and said, "Lord Mine, don't forget to reward me with 10 gold coins, this is what His Royal Highness the Prince said personally." ”

"What if I don't give it to you?" Orrick squinted, looking at Old Maren with a hint of menace. 10 gold coins, although he has some flesh pain, but he can still afford it. But the old Mullen's behavior in front of him made him extremely unhappy, and he wanted to teach him a lesson, so that the old Mullen knew who was the owner of the mine.

Who knew that Old Maren didn't eat this at all, and glanced at it and said, "It's okay if you don't give it to me, I'll find a chance to tell Prince Gro." When the time comes, His Royal Highness the Prince knows that you have deceived him, it must not be as simple as a few gold coins. ”

"You!" Orrick glared, thought for a moment and said coldly, "What can you do with these 10 gold coin......s?"

"That's what you said. Old Maren said, "With 10 gold coins, plus my savings from so many years of work, it will be a lot of money, why should I continue to work? Of course I have to leave, hurry up, hurry up, give me the gold coins, I'm in a hurry." ”

"I ......," Orrick was completely speechless.

......

Half ringing.

Orrick stood in the mine, watching old Maren leave with a small burden on his back, and he was very angry. But there were a lot of miners around, watching old Maren go away, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Old Mullen is gone, and I thought he was going to keep going. ”

"I think so too, after all, he's been doing it for so many years, and he was in the mine before I came, and he just left, and he didn't have any nostalgia at all. ”

"Yes, before I came, he was there, and he still taught me how to mine by hand, and now he is leaving directly. ”

"Old Mullen taught me too, and was here before me. ”

"Like, when he was the last mine owner, he worked here. ”

"I heard that from the moment the mine opened, there was him. ”

"Huh?" Orrick, the owner of the mine, was stunned, turned his head to look at the miners who were talking, and felt that something was not quite right: "Old Maren has been working here since the mine opened? How can it be? How many years has he had to work!"

"Well, this ......" many miners suddenly couldn't say clearly.

Orrick then discovered that old Maren seemed to be a little mysterious, although he was just a very ordinary miner, but no one clearly knew how many years he had been working in the mine, how old he was, where he came from, and why he came here as a miner.

"This ......" Orrick's eyes flashed, and he wanted to figure it out a little, but as soon as he thought about it, he immediately threw old Maren away.

No matter how mysterious it is, how can it be, no matter how mysterious it is, he is still just a miner?

It's just a pity that his 10 gold coins are gone, why don't you send a few overseers to catch up and snatch them back? Forget it, don't make trouble, just bear with it, let the remaining miners do more work, and it won't be long before they earn it back.

Thinking of this, Orrick turned his head to look at the miners and said loudly: "Don't let me be stunned, go to work! Hurry up! By the way, Old Maren is gone, the number of people is small, but the amount of ore dug every day cannot be less, so from today on, each of you will work for half an hour more, and wait until new miners are recruited!"

"Coax!"

The miners were very dissatisfied, but Orrick swept his eyes coldly, and many miners were collectively cowardly, muttering to the mine wall of the mining area, and honestly began to work, and soon the sound of "clanging" sounded again.

......

"Jingle bell", the crisp sound resounded in a corner of the plain.

On the ground, several pieces of white gravel were arranged in a strange pattern, and in the middle was a tattered black boot, and old Maren stood in front of the boots with a solemn face, holding a large handful of gold coins of various styles in his hands, and staring at the boots with his eyes.

Old Marlen's palm was tilted, and the gold coins immediately flowed towards the boots like water, making a "clanging" sound, and it was obvious that there were already a lot of gold coins in the boots at this time.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......"

The sound kept ringing, and old Mullen kept taking out gold coins from his small package and scattering them, as if they were inexhaustible, and the boots seemed to have no bottom, no matter how many gold coins they scattered, they were not full.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, an hour......

A full hour passed, and old Mullen continued to sprinkle gold coins into his boots, his face already dripping with sweat, and his expression extremely nervous.

At this time, the boots were still not filled with gold coins, but there was a faint golden light shining through, which made old Maren see some hope.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......" Old Marlen threw down another handful of gold coins, and finally, as he expected, a gold coin showed the mouth of his boot.

"Phew, it's finally almost successful, it's finally time to lift this damn curse!" said Old Maren's expression was slightly distorted, and the next moment his hand reached into the package again, took out the ten gold coins he had just gotten, and breathed a little heavily, one by one, and threw them into his boots.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding!ding!ding!ding!"

Every time a gold coin fell, Old Mullen's body would tremble, and the pupils of his eyes would shrink uncontrollably.

By the time the seventh gold coin fell, Old Mullen's hands were trembling, the pupils of his eyes had shrunk into two black spots, and the cuffs of his boots were already full of gold coins, which were about to overflow.

"Breathe—breathe—"

Old Maren took a deep breath, and as soon as his hand was released, the eighth gold coin fell, and a crisp sound sounded, and then he saw that the boot seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly there was a scream like a mad woman.

At the same time as the scream came out, it was visible to the naked eye that the boots vibrated violently, and all the gold coins seemed to have been swallowed by some evil beast, and they were instantly sucked into the boots and disappeared cleanly. Immediately after, the boots quickly deflated, and with a "poof", a fire burst into flames, and the flames were extremely blood-red.

The blood-red light reflected on Old Male's face, and Old Mullen's face, hands and feet, limbs, torso, and entire body were changing rapidly.

In the sound of "click", the old Mullen went from old to young, and finally became the appearance of a man in his thirties.

Looking at the hands that had taken off the calluses and touching the skin that had regained its elasticity, old Mullen closed his eyes and felt everything a little intoxicated.

Banxiang's eyes opened, revealing a somewhat sharp gaze, and he said to himself: "Oh, such a vicious curse was placed on me, so many harsh conditions were set on me, and I was trapped in this barren place, ready to let me live in pain like a poor man forever, and earn gold coins without being able to get rid of it.

But...... It's a pity! I still underestimate my perseverance, my temperament, and my ability! I should have killed me directly, but now that I am free from the curse, then I should be careful of my revenge!

Although, after so many years, my level has dropped a lot, and my combat power has weakened greatly, but give me some time to recover, then I will show my horror. ”

Old Mullen, or Malen, straightened his body, looked into the distance, and said word by word: "White Stone Tower, wait, I will settle accounts with you soon!"

After speaking, Mullen's body twisted and disappeared into the air like green smoke.

In its place, the boots slowly burned out in the blood-red flames, turning to ashes, and when the wind blew, they disappeared as if they had never existed.