Goat Simulator

Goat Simulator Chapter 104

"Rowling! Look what your goat has done!" The animal trainer stood outside the divination tent, it was late at night, the guests had all left, and the moon was smiling and watching the quarrel below.

I looked at the limping acrobats, the acrobats standing beside them with their legs tucked in, and of course the clown with a large blood scab on his face, I looked at them proudly. , their wounds are my medals of victory.

I can see the anger in their eyes, but what can they do, how could it be like this if they don't chase me, but the most hateful thing is that the animal trainer who whipped me twice is fine, I have to trouble her again.

The fortune-teller was obviously somewhat guilty, but he still said stubbornly: "So many of you have been tossed like this by a goat? Who would believe it! And you are still a beast trainer, you still How dare you come to me!?"

The magician standing next to her was about to speak, when the fortune-teller fiercely glared at him, the magician swallowed what he wanted to say again, and could only helplessly looked at me.

It seems that I have caused them a little trouble. I'll go back and make up for them. Let's reluctantly accept the two of them as younger brothers.

The animal trainer's face flushed red by the fortune-teller, and he stamped his feet cursed: "shameless!"

At this time, the head of the group said: "Rowling, you'd better watch the goat, don't let it mess up again, or our performances in the past few days will all be ruined."

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"I'm sorry, head, I'll take good care of it." Facing the head, the fortune teller lost his stubbornness, but quickly apologized.

I glanced at this guy and saw that he didn't embarrass the fortune teller, so I didn't embarrass him, otherwise I would let him know how good I am.

"Okay, let's rest early, we have to continue the performance tomorrow, although there are a lot of people today because it failed, but there are a little more people, it can be considered a good fortune in misfortune, but I don't want this kind of thing to happen again."

The head of the group said patted the fortuneteller's shoulder, then turned and left, and only after he walked away did the magician say with guilt: "I'm sorry."

"You, really, you don't like it too much, and as a result, I was scolded." The fortuneteller complained, and the magician hurriedly said: "Just now you should put It was my fault that the matter was pushed to me."

"I am responsible for my sheep if something happened to me, what does it have to do with you, I won't lend it to you at worst. "The soothsayer was panting with rage, and the magician had no choice but to coax in a low voice.

And I looked at the direction the trainer was leaving. The monkey finally decided to follow the trainer back. I thought it was going to escape from that claws.

But the words the monkeys said before they left were still ringing in my ears: "If we leave them, we will starve to death. Even if we are whipped and squeezed, it is better than starving to death outside. The world outside is also very dangerous."

Although it said this with a smile, I could hear the helplessness and sadness in its tone, how could such a good monkey end up here It's so bad, how can I help it.

Just when I was in a daze, the magician had been kicked out by the fortune-teller. As she walked into the tent, she said to me: "Come in, great, strong, brave, fearless. Lord Yang!"

It seems that these things I have done have made her respect me even more, which is very good, and she is really enlightened.

I strolled in and followed, and after entering, the fortune-teller said helplessly: "Just follow me in the past few days, don't make trouble everywhere, and then walk around the whole circus for a few laps. I have to let you dismantle it."

"How can you blame me, if the clown doesn't want to catch me, I won't kick him, the acrobats don't stop me, and I won't fight against them, Especially the animal trainer, who whipped me twice and I haven't asked her to settle the bill!"

Before I finished speaking, the fortune-teller said pleadingly: "Ancestor, I beg you! Now, as long as you are willing to stay with me for one day obediently and honestly, I'll take you out for a drink every night, okay?"

"Okay!" I immediately agreed, preferring to go out and hang out Drinking a little more, especially in the atmosphere of a tavern, is more enjoyable than looking for a ewe.

I slept soundly that night. In my dream, I dreamed of a swimming pool made of malt wine. I drank while swimming in it.

However, what woke me up was the noise outside. It seemed that customers had already started, and I had to start business. I worked hard to earn money to drink better wine at night.

It's been a busy day. The fortune teller has cheated the guests a lot of money, plus the first two days are definitely enough for me to have a good meal. I hope I won't encounter that again today. It's a bastard, otherwise I won't be able to drink it again.

After the last guest left, the fortune-teller threw himself on the coin just like a silly dog who had seen Baba, and hehehe giggled.

I just watched her count one by one, and soon I became impatient, and said to her: "Please, how long will you count like this, we still have today. Do you want to go to the pub?"

"Wait for me, I can finish the count soon!" The fortune-teller still counted one by one with shining eyes, and I walked out on my own. In the divination tent, she didn't even lift her head.

It seems that I can't count on her tonight, and I have to find another big man to pay for my wine. Who should this person choose?

When I walked out of the tent, I found that people were staring at me cautiously, but no one dared to come up to trouble me again. These guys are really bullying.

I looked around and saw that the magician was drilling into his tent, so I walked over and got into his tent.

The magician who was cleaning up looked back very vigilantly, and even put his hand on the hilt of the sword and almost didn't pull it out.

This guy's reaction is a bit extreme. Has he been persecuted? This reminds me of a certain sheep in the past, when it was always frightened, it suddenly fell to the ground, and I never understood what it meant by pretending to be dead.

When the magician saw that it was me, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's you." Then he continued to pack up, and while packing up, he said, "Rowling hasn't cleaned up yet. Finished?"

I nodded slightly, I don't know if he saw it or not, but this has nothing to do with me, I'm here to make him pay for the ale.

Seeing that he was busy cleaning up, I looked around the room, and there were some strange bauble in it, I guess it was a trick used to perform magic tricks.

But soon I saw something I was interested in, a bottle of wine, a wine I had never seen before, and it looked water-blue.

I took a closer look and found that it was very cool and free of impurities. It seemed to be a very good wine. It seems that today's wine has been lost.

While I was staring at the bottle of wine, the magician was almost done cleaning up, he turned his head to look over, saw that I was staring at the bottle of wine, and laughed: "What do you want? Drinking?"

He paused for a while and then suddenly said, "By the way, last time you seemed to be drinking when you went to the tavern, but you didn't drink it after being disturbed by those pirates."

He took down the bottle of wine, shook it in front of my eyes, and said, "How is it? Would you like to drink with me?"

I nodded, of course! I've been craving this stuff for a few minutes.