Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 110. Gray Garlic is Hard to Find

During the day, the entry and exit of living people was not very strict, but when it was close to dusk, the military would not allow people to leave the city, because everyone knew that ordinary people would become food for the undead if they walked out of the protective outer wall.
After passing through the heavily guarded outer city wall, the situation inside the city wall was not bad. It was no different from other cities. However, because people from different suburbs were concentrated in these urban areas, the streets seemed particularly lively and lively.

There is a huge newly cast city wall, which is like the long body of a giant dragon protecting the city inside. The citizens do not need to worry about the bloody storm outside. In other words, they are already used to seeing those things. What should they do? How to live!
Mo Fan took the two sisters to a nearby magic store, but what made him speechless was that the gray garlic here seemed to have completely disappeared.

After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find the whereabouts of Huisuan.

Whether it was the ancient capital or the dangerous village, Mo Fan had been there and knew them all.

But if there was no Hui Garlic, even he didn't think he could kill his way to those villages. After all, the Land of the Dead itself is a rather strange place.

With their strength, the general-level undead and slaves cannot pose a threat, but no one can guarantee that the commander-level undead will not be awakened!
You know, even the Qinling demon clan doesn't want to offend the undead.

Even though the Qinling demon tribe is not the "biggest" threat to the country at the moment, the demon tribe is not something that human mages are willing to offend. However, the Qinling demon tribe that cannot be offended is still a huge threat to human mages. It is conceivable that the realm of the dead is clearly not easy to step into.
Finally, by chance, Mo Fan met the short man again.

Although this person was a bit unfaithful, Mo Fan still chose his team.

Ten million, the other person was risking his life to make money, so there was no reason for Mo Fan to bargain with him.

With the short man's team, they set out for Weiju Village early the next morning.

Arriving at the outer south gate, Mo Fan couldn't find the short man in the crowd for a long time. It wasn't until the guy jumped up and down while talking to Mo Fan on his mobile phone that Mo Fan barely saw his scalp.

He glanced around the short man and found that several people had gathered around him.

The others looked average, except for a woman in the team who was wearing a black silk veil, which attracted some special attention.

Nowadays, everyone wears masks when going out, so no one wears silk gauze. It has to be said that women's attire is quite chivalrous and tender.

I don't know if she wore it like this to cover her face or if she simply didn't like the stench of corpses that had yet to dissipate outside the city.

This woman was none other than Asharuya.

In addition to her, there were two other men, who were Asharuya's followers. In addition to the three of them, plus the short man and his companion, the strong man, there were a total of eight people in their group.

The wind blew early in the morning, filling the air with a strange smell. But for some reason, as soon as the sun baked the earth, there was no smell at all. Last night's excitement was as if it had never happened.

The outer south gate was open during the day, so everyone just needed to register if they wanted to go out. After leaving the outer city wall, following the short man's instructions, the eight people began to walk towards Yangyang Village.

The south is facing the Qinling Mountains. Whether flying or driving, it is not giving face to the Qinling demon tribe. Therefore, if you go to the south, there are basically no cars and you have to walk.
There was no conversation along the way. It was getting darker. In this season when the nights are long and the days are short, the sun will set very early. At this time, everyone will feel a little uneasy.

The land is so vast, how can you be sure that you are not stepping on the territory of a large group of undead?
If you step into the territory of the undead without gray garlic, it is very easy for the undead to rush over and eat you up completely.

"Here, eat this thing." The strong man took out something gray like garlic from the package behind his back.

This person was strong and healthy, but he should be an ordinary person. He did not have any magical aura and seemed to lack the vitality of an ordinary person. As he took out the gray garlic, everyone ate it.

With the help of Hui Garlic, they continued to move forward, and even the undead posed no threat.

Shuttled among the hordes of undead, the woman in black stockings spoke for a rare moment. Her voice was so beautiful that it sounded like a clear melody floating down from the sky. It would have been even better if there was a little more emotion in her words, but perhaps it was this otherworldliness that made people feel itchy.

"Is it always like this here?" the woman in black stockings asked.

The short man who was a bootlicker was flattered by this question and quickly replied, "It wasn't like that before. Ever since the Shawang River riot, the air of death has become thick here. People in the industry say that a new era of the undead is coming. Perhaps, if the supreme ruler of this undead kingdom changes, this situation is likely to happen."

"Supreme ruler?" The woman in black stockings immediately asked again.

"No one has seen it, but everyone knows it exists... Everyone calls it the Dead King. It is said to be the transformation of the monarch of the Tang Dynasty after his death." The short man immediately began to show off his culture.

"How old is your Tang Dynasty?" the woman in black stockings continued to ask.

"Us?" The short man was stunned for a moment.

After hearing what the other party said, the short man finally realized that the other party was probably not from China!

But it seems understandable if you think about it. After all, this figure doesn't look like what a Chinese person of this age should have. Then the short man explained it in detail.
I have to say that the short man does know some things.

Just with his strength as a mid-level mage and his smart brain, even though this grandson is small, he will probably be able to taste a lot of fresh food.
Actually, this guy is not bad at all, and it's a bit too much to say that he is good.
There are always some fine sand and gravel everywhere in the Xianchi area. It is said that if it is nourished by the dead air for a long time, it can also become the nourishment of the undead.

Along the way, Mo Fan actually found that many undead were picking up some white sand that absorbed the energy of the moonlight and the Dead Marsh, just like gold mining in the big waves.

This group of undead was some distance away from the outer city wall. They were just wandering around aimlessly, looking for something useful to their bodies, whether it was those tiny sand bones or discarded remains bitten by wild dogs.
It can be said that although these undead have no intelligence, they are still very proactive in becoming stronger and eating living people.

"Since there is such a good way to ward off evil spirits, then the undead are not as scary as we imagined?" said one of the bearded followers of the woman with black silk stockings.

"Gray garlic is harder to find than gold and cannot be planted. Most of them grow in places where the undead gather and rely on dead flesh as nutrients. Only the people in Weiju Village know how to pick them, and the quantity is very limited every year. If it weren't for the fact that my brother has half Weiju Village bloodline, I wouldn't be able to get this stuff for you." The short man said with a smile.

At this time, the not-so-strong man also smiled innocently, and secretly glanced at the woman in black stockings. It was estimated that he had never seen such an attractive woman in his life.

"Yangyang Village is not far ahead. The night is still long, so let's rest there for a while." The short man said, pointing to the small hill ahead.

"The village has rules. You'd better abide by them if you want to go in." The strong man reminded everyone.

Everyone nodded and said there was no problem.

(End of this chapter)