Taking a taxi, Tang Qi came to the suburbs. This time he chose another direction and got off in an area close to the wilderness. Then he chose a remote place and switched to the "second body".
A burly, vicissitudes middle-aged man in a hunter's outfit, with a conspicuous scar on his face, walked into a dark forest alone.
Rotten truffles!
Still in this forest, Tang Qi found a path at random, and then kept a constant speed towards the abandoned manor deep in the forest.
On the way, I met no one else.
However, when approaching the manor area, if you look at other areas at will, you can see some figures flashing by.
With the first experience, after that, you will be familiar with the road.
A series of figures appeared outside the manor.
No one spoke, at most they nodded their heads, maintaining superficial politeness, or simply maintaining their aloof style, they stepped straight into the depths of the manor, passed through the front yard, the large living room, and the lawn, and came to the other side of the manor. one end.
The leader did not appear this time.
Perhaps, it is to go elsewhere and continue to lead the newcomers.
Tang Qi and the others each chose the ghost carriage.
In the silent atmosphere, carriages quickly appeared outside the valley.
Stopped, and left quickly, leaving behind a trail of figures.
The already familiar valley scenery came into Tang Qi's eyes.
A strange valley completely covered in white mist, weird black trees, some jagged boulders, and at the corners of the valley, the wooden houses, and in every corner, covered by clouds of mist Stalls and stallholders.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, not only Tang Qi, but all the extraordinary people who came seemed to make such a surprised sound.
The source of surprise is the extra changes in the valley.
A huge, exquisite, and mysterious wooden house appeared in the deepest part of the valley.
Bright yellow lights overflowed from the wooden house.
There are some weird stones placed in front of the wooden house, and above the wooden house is a signboard, which seems to be composed of worms emitting a faint green light. It is a bit awkward, but the meaning is very clear and simple. .
Mystery Bar!
Seeing these four characters, Tang Qi couldn't help showing a strange expression on his vicissitudes of life.
"This organization..."
At this time, Tang Qi suddenly felt that the organization that initiated the market seemed to know the "transcendents" very well.
May I ask
Who wouldn't want to see some, pubs in a mystical world.
There must be otherworldly drinks and super weird food, right
There are not many extraordinary people who have the same idea as Tang Qi, such as the red-nosed old man I saw last time.
His profession, yes.
At the same time, it is obvious that he is a wine lover.
The purpose of his coming to the market seems to be to buy feed for his crocodiles, and at the same time sell some crocodile eggs and meat with supernatural effects.
However, these two things were left behind by him for the time being.
As soon as the word "bar" came into his eyes, the red-nosed old man didn't care about other things at all. He quickly took out his seal, pressed it on the back of his hand, and then quickly went into the valley. Judging by the situation, his first place to set foot must be that bar.
Most of the rest of the Transcendents, driven by novelty and curiosity, made the same choice.
Tang Qi did not follow suit. He also took out the seal and left the seal pattern on the back of his hand. Then he entered the valley, glanced at the very lively bar now, and wandered around in the market.
Although it has special abilities, it has been said before.
The Transcendent Bazaar has just been established, and many Transcendents, even those who are just contacts, pay too much attention to the "rare things" or materials they own, and also overestimate the value. Under such circumstances, even for Tang Qi, it would be difficult to pick up the leaks.
Once it stabilizes, it will be much more convenient.
But even so, Tang Qi still saw a "surprise" after wandering around for a while.
In front of him was a very special booth.
It was still just a big piece of cloth, and the stall owner was shrouded in mist. He sold almost everything from weapons, materials, antiques and even some weird things, which made people feel that he should be a collector.
Of course, most of them are fake.
Perhaps it wasn't the stall owner's deliberate deception. After all, not everyone can identify strange things at a glance like Tang Qi.
For others, it takes some energy and cost, and not all of them may be successful.
One thing that Tang Qi likes is true.
It was a small glass bottle filled with some black ash dust.
In front of the bottle, there is a small card that reads: Witch's ashes, from the scene of the Seymour tragedy, perhaps the only remaining bottle of witch's ashes.
The gloom in Tang Qi's eyes confirmed this introduction.
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The second fragment of information is why Tang Qi took a fancy to it.
The truth of the massacre in Semo town that year is no longer known.
But the ashes in this vial were exactly what Tang Qi needed. The "witch iron box" he got not long ago, the seal left by the original owner is the most difficult, and the witch dust is a relatively rare kind of material needed for decryption.
The stall owner originally only accepted barter, but after Tang Qi continued to increase the number of gold coins, the stall owner gave in.
Praise God, infinite power.
Tang Qi muttered silently in his heart, and then put away what he got.
Then he wandered around for a while.
It seems that luck has run out, and I haven't found any good things that can be missed.
His figure soon appeared in the depths of the valley.
At this moment, in front of his eyes, there is a wooden house on the left and right sides.
The building on the right is the "mysterious bar" that has attracted a large number of extraordinary people to enter. At this time, the inside is still lively. I want to go in and see it.
And the one on the left is pitch-black, with only one lamp dangling, and no one cares about it... an information wooden house.
Tang Qi only thought about it for less than a second, then smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "Strictly speaking, I'm not yet an adult, so I can't drink alcohol."
When the voice fell, his figure had already walked towards the intelligence cabin that no one seemed to have entered.