The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 174 The Bearded Lady Weapon Shop

"The Gray Harbor is here." Sarah raised her gun, ready to shoot the undead on the roadside at any time.

"Chichi!" Xiaohei echoed, it knew this.

The houses on both sides of the street were dead in the dark, and the tattered canvas curtains were flapping.

Zell and the others came to the square where Planck had been, and frozen tears flowed down the face of the abandoned bow in the fountain.

Hoarfrost appeared on the ground, and the blackened mist stretched out thin tentacles, curling and overlapping, forming a seemingly familiar shape.

"This place is like stagnant water..." Illaoi's face sank like water: "The movement here must be resumed, Hu Mu has shown us the way forward."

"That's right, Ms. Beard, sports..." Bron echoed, and he didn't know what he was talking about after that.

The Abandoned Temple is at the northernmost end of the Gray Harbor. Walk up the steps of the square and deal with scattered waves of undead along the way. A group of people came to a shop on the edge of a cliff.

The shop was on the way to the temple, so they had to go through it.

Sarah glanced up at the sign.

"Ms. Beard Weapon Shop, I wanted to say the last time I came here, the name is really stupid."

"I know the store manager here. He is a believer in the Baru teachings. Do you have any questions?"

At the center of Baju culture is Nagakaporos - the god of life, growth and eternal motion.

Her usual symbol is a gigantic sea monster head surrounded by tentacles that appear to be covered in beards.

Therefore, it is called Humu, Snake Mother, Sea Beast, or Bearded Lady by Bilgewater people.

"Nothing." Sarah shrugged, showing a charming smile, and then pushed the door open, but did not step in.

She paused at the door, shocked by the sight in front of her.

Taking advantage of his height, Bron glanced in, and immediately exclaimed.

"Wow! It's full of people... oh no, it's all ghosts!"

what's the situation?All ghosts?
Illaoi entered the shop first, and with the protection of the gods, the black mist undead couldn't get close to her.

I saw a mess in the store, with broken boards and empty wine bottles all over the floor, but the tables were full of ghosts.

They repeated the action of drinking again and again, drinking the wine in the bottle that could never be finished.

Some of the ghosts' heads simply turned into wine barrels, and they lifted the lids of the barrels and poured them in, but they were still not satisfied.

The waiter stood in front of it, filling up the guests over and over again, and the dark green liquor exuded a gloomy light.

These ghosts are all going about their own business, paying no attention to the living people who come.

"Why are people drinking alcohol in the weapon shop?" Gwen asked curiously, "These undead are different from what we have seen before. Why don't they attack us?"

She came in after preparing for a big fight, but she didn't expect the attitude of these undead to be so "cold".

Illaoi said, "There's something weird about this place...something prevents the decay of this place's soul."

Gwen flinched, still not quite understanding.

She heard Zell say: "Maybe they were all drunk in this closed tavern on the mountain, and they didn't know the arrival of the black mist, and they were cursed by the black mist unknowingly and became like this. The undead are not necessarily It's all bad, and some will retain the habits of life. But anyway, there are too many here."

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today." Yasuo said: "If I don't have the ability to resist the upcoming threat, I will choose to enjoy myself in time."

"Carpe diem? You don't look like someone who can laugh."

"Is it……"

Sarah's sharp words managed to silence the taciturn swordsman, and she turned to Illaoi.

"Do you want to destroy all these undead?"

"Let me explore again."

Illaoi carefully avoided the broken glass on the floor and walked towards the bar.

Sensing her approach, the shards of glass on the bar suddenly floated up, forming a broken human face, burning with eerie will-o'-the-wisps.

"welcome to our store."

The human face turned to Illaoi and greeted cordially.

"What do you want? Stranger. What we have here is enough for the fishermen in the entire port."

"..." Illaoi was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you still remember me?"

"Didn't you see the sign outside? We are the bearded lady's weapons store. We mainly provide weapons for those who dare to explore the deep sea. What will be down there, but no one can tell."

"What's going on here?"

"I don't seem to understand what you mean."

"The black mist has destroyed this place," Illaoi said.

"Black mist? You just came here once at Soul Eclipse Night, how could you come here for the second time so soon. Everyone is doing well! Look around you, isn't it peaceful and peaceful?"

Quiet is quiet, but not necessarily peaceful.

"Look at your store, you've all turned into undead." Illaoi said bluntly.

The shopkeeper looked around.

"That's not the case, I..."

He hesitated to speak, as if something was bothering him.

After a moment of silence, he returned to his original friendly tone.

"What do you want? Stranger."

"..." Illaoi was silenced, with a complicated expression on her face.

"He seems to be caught in some kind of endless loop, don't worry about it here." Sarah said: "When the black mist dissipates, these undead will naturally dissipate."

Except for those powerful dark heroes, most of the undead need to rely on the black mist to exist.

Since these undead are not a threat, it is natural to save as much bullet as possible.

Illaoi sighed, also planning to leave with the idea of ​​saving divine power.

They walked carefully through the mess and came to the back door of the tavern.

The store was filled with black mist, and it was only after getting closer that the back door was actually locked.

"Hmm... Can anyone pick the lock?" Roy looked around.

"I can use needles! Can I?" Gwen immediately signed up.

"I suggest breaking it with a gun," Sarah replied.

"Or just knock the door open!" Braum echoed.

"It's better to be quiet, so as not to disturb the undead here. Give Gwen a try."

As soon as Zell said, both Sarah and Bron had no opinion.Roy listened to him, Yasuo didn't express his opinion, and the remaining Illaoi couldn't change anything whether he said it or not.

So Gwen took out a thin needle and poked it into the keyhole, but before he could fiddle with it a few times, a huge repulsive force suddenly came from inside, and the needle was shot out.

"Hiss... it hurts!" Gwen gasped, and pulled out the thin needle that pierced the palm of her hand, almost crying because of her grievance.

Sarah's eyelids twitched crazily, if she had shot the bullet recklessly just now...

"It's okay." Roy grabbed Gwen's hand anxiously and rubbed it, but she didn't see any needle holes or blood.

"Teacher, I have been pricked by needles a lot when I was sewing, it's nothing."

Roy couldn't agree, this was much worse than being pricked with a needle.But Gwen didn't seem to be hurt by her own needlework, so she didn't say anything more.

She turned her head and said to Zell: "The store manager, the door lock seems to have magic, and the opportunistic way should not work. We need to find the corresponding key to pass."

(End of this chapter)