Chapter 2054: Grandpa "Meg"

At eleven o'clock, when the business was over, McGonagall closed the door of the tavern and breathed a sigh of relief.
Tonight, the pub hosted more than 180 guests and its turnover exceeded 100,000 copper coins for the first time.
Because most of the money was collected by Amy, McGonagall lost the opportunity to hide private money.
"My father, this bracelet will still shine in the dark." Amy got out of the table and said happily, shaking the beads in her hand.
"It's a very precious thing." McGonagall said with a smile, that is, Winnessa will give away Ye Mingzhu's bracelet.
"But what about your mother? She didn't come back today?" Amy put down her hand and asked.
"She went back to the City of Chaos, maybe there is something she needs to deal with." McGonagall didn't worry much about Irina. With Azi, it's not difficult to break through even in an emergency.
After all, the City of Chaos is their rear, and there will be no major changes.
"Let's go, it's late, we should also go upstairs to prepare to wash and sleep." McGonagall took Amy's little hand and walked towards the stairs.
There was a sound of light footsteps, and Annie appeared at the top of the stairs, holding a picture album in her arms.
"Annie, what's the matter?" McGonagall stopped and asked with a smile.
Annie handed the picture book she was holding to McGonagall.
McGonagall took the picture album. On the cover was a pretty and cute mermaid sitting on the reef. The background was the rippling sea. The most striking thing was the bowl in the hands of the mermaid... braised pork?
Is there a way to infuse soul instantly?
Just looking at this cover, giving the name "The Unspeakable Story of a Mermaid and Braised Pork" is not at all partial.
Compared to a simple and lovely mermaid, plus a bowl of braised pork, it is more curious.
In just two days, Annie's painting skills have been significantly improved. Both the style and the details are exquisite and impeccable.
Even the bowl of braised pork is fat and thin, and the color is bright and attractive, which is greedy.
"What a beautiful little mermaid, sister Anne is so amazing." Amy also exclaimed when she climbed onto the stool beside her.
Open the picture album, it is still the familiar mermaid story, but compared with the first edition, this edition's storytelling, character demeanor and lines have made great progress.
Of course, what is more important is that an old grandfather named ‘Meg’ was inserted in it, and taught the little prince on the spot to make a ‘braised pork with braised pork’, and then helped him capture the mermaid’s heart.
You see, this is the quality that a good cartoonist should have.
Not only did he enter the mermaid story without any sense of disobedience, but also played a very important role.
The cooking process of the braised pork is also painted just right.
Even a person who doesn't know how to cook can take this picture album and follow the steps in the picture to make a qualified braised pork.
Annie put her hand behind her back, looking at McGonagall nervously and expectantly.
It's like a good student waiting for the teacher to announce his grades.
"Perfect, very perfect!" McGonagall closed the picture album and looked at Annie sincerely and exclaimed: "Anne, you are a born cartoonist with unparalleled talent in this regard."
A smile finally appeared on Annie's face, her cheeks were slightly red, but her eyes sparkled.
"Let me get better again." Amy carefully took the picture album from McGonagall, and ran upstairs.
"The painting is so good, it's a pity not to publish it, but I think that the equipment of these album publishers in Luodu is a bit crude, I am afraid that the effect of the original painting will not be printed..." McGonagall groaned for a while, and said: "It's better than this. Well, I opened a printing plant to print your albums."
Annie nodded obediently, but she didn't seem to understand what McGonagall was saying.
"Let's go, it's late, wash up and go to bed first." McGonagall smiled and touched her head, a little spoiled.
Annie squinted and rubbed his hand, then turned upstairs.
I told the two little guys a bedtime story, and when the two little guys fell asleep, McGonagall went back to his room and changed into a black night gown, and then left the tavern.
"Boss Mai, here." Noah beckoned in the dim alley.
"How is it?" McGonagall walked into the alley, looked at Merant and asked.
"We searched Luodu all over, but we didn't find any traces related to the devil. Qiao Xiu may have left Luodu." Merant shook his head.
"This is not good news." McGonagall frowned.
"Maybe he didn't leave either, just hid it? He is so cunning." Noah interrupted.
"Now that he has become a public enemy of the whole people, there is no room to play in Luodu, and the value of remaining is not great. He should not continue to risk staying in this city with the densest tenth-level powerhouse." McGonagall shook his head. "It will be more difficult to find him now."
"Where will he go?" Noah asked.
McGonagall thought for a while and said: "If he wants to become stronger, he has to constantly create conflicts, and then get more resentments from them, or appear in places where resentments are strong, and directly absorb resentments."
"Perhaps we should go to the far north. There was an ancient battlefield, and countless bones were buried under that snowy field." Merant said suddenly.
"That ghost place..." Noah's expression suddenly drooped, "There are no two ghosts, he shouldn't be there."
The thought of leaving from the warm and comfortable Luodu to the far north snowfield in the icy world, he felt that life had suddenly lost its light.
Merant looked at McGonagall and said, "We will leave tomorrow morning. If we find him, we will notify Mr. McGonagall as soon as possible."
"Okay." McGonagall nodded. "Let's search Luodu again tonight and enter the Second Prince's Mansion."
"Alright." Mei Lan said, and the three quickly disappeared in the black alley.
Half an hour later, McGonagall dug out from the courtyard wall of the Second Prince's Mansion, looking at the wooden box in his hand, frowning slightly.
"It seems that this is the source of the devil, greed still made him lose his soul." Melant sighed.
"This shows that the devil who controlled Qiao Xiu is not the same devil who escaped from the seal under the Golden Dragon Island. We have two enemies." McGonagall handed the wooden box to Merant.
Merant put away the wooden box, and said solemnly: "I will find him as soon as possible, before he sets up a bigger conspiracy."
"Be careful." McGonagall nodded.
"Let's go, kid." Merant turned and left.
"Didn't it mean that I left in the morning?" Noah wondered.
"When the devil comes to the door, he won't give you a chance to spend the night." Melant laughed.
"Goodbye Mr. Mai." Noah waved to McGonagall with a bitter face, and quickly followed Merant.