A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

Daige, who had never communicated with him at all, could not understand what strange things he was saying, and just smiled politely, being a perfect listener.

After talking for a long time, Ma Rulong, who was finally dry-mouthed, stopped talking, gulped down a big gulp of beer, and asked intentionally or unintentionally:

"Why is Boss Xue not here today?"

"The boss has a headache, he should still be resting now..."

Daige looked back in the direction of the staff corridor and said so.

In his dormitory, Xue Li was lying on his bed with his head in his arms, trying to endure the pain of his memory being cut off and images reappearing in his mind.

After finally solving the problems encountered by the guests from these worlds, he was once again filled with memories from the past.

This time, what he remembered was a past by the sea.

I don't know what's going on, but at the beginning of the scene in my memory, he was hiding behind a rock, panting violently, and the stone on top of his head was still going down after a few "pops" and "pops". down.

At that time, he was terribly frightened, and he kept thinking "why would I do such a thing" and "it would be better to be more cautious", but these thoughts were of no help to solve the predicament in front of him.

"He has a gun in his hand!"

This was the last thought fixed in his mind. The bullet behind him passed by with a "whoosh" sound, and splashed a splash on the distant sea.

It is estimated that there is no way to escape today.

The strange thing is that when he really realized that his life might be lost on this beach, at this moment of life and death, his first thought was a completely unrelated thought.

"Did I just sit directly in the sea water?"

The icy sea tide beat against the shore and poured into his trousers, making the nerve endings in his limbs feel a little cool.He thought, it is not a good thing to die in sea water, besides the water is too cold and uncomfortable, his body will be eaten and decomposed by sea creatures soon; All traces on the sand, maybe even when I'm gone, have never been found.

The enemy with the gun behind was still yelling and cursing, the voice was getting closer and closer, and his own death was also...

But finally, the voice he had been expecting for a long time sounded: "Don't move! Put down the weapon in your hand!"

The People's Police finally arrived on the scene and rescued him from this desperate situation.

The memory stops here.

After finally digesting these memories, Xue Li also didn't know what to say for a moment. After he got up from the bed, he was in a daze for a long time.

He can almost piece together what his life should look like, but until now, he's missing key pieces of information.He didn't know who he was, what he had done, what was driving him to do that, he could only gradually connect these times into a line according to his age in his memory, and strung together the fragments of memories from front to back. stand up.

Leaving aside the memories of his youth, his adult life was quite colorful.But most of the time, he is living an ordinary life like other sentient beings in this world... There are only two things that are different.

On the bus, he recognized a person whose purpose was not to go home;

By the beach, he is nearly killed by a man with a gun.

Xue Li boldly guessed that there should be a causal relationship between these two incidents, the reason is very simple... none of the other incidents are serious enough to lead to the result of "using guns".And according to the timeline he probably has at present, the time of these two events happened at about the same time.

But the mystery is even heavier, why did he do that?How did it end up in the end?

I am afraid that only by continuing to work hard and continue to solve the problems of some new customers can we get the answer someday in the future.

Thinking of this, Xue Li finally got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready to start work.

After recovering the memory of the "fantasy works" represented by these worlds, he expressed emotional stability towards the ending of several guests... no wonder!Luo Sanpao actually became the captain of the "Flying Dutchman", and even kept his heart here; even if this kind of hyper-expansion is not the first time, it will always make his scalp tingle.

It seems that I still have to have a drink today and forget about these things for the time being.

When Boss Xue finally came out from the corridor, took Daige's shift, and sat behind the bar, Ma Rulong had already left.

Although the power of "One-Eyed Li Shun" has been destroyed, there are still more important matters waiting for him to deal with... For example, which ship these people were originally planning to rob, and whether the important figures on the ship will be captured by the Qing court again... Assassination by other means, how to explain the death of a justice of the peace at sea, etc.

He was so busy that he was fuming, he just wanted to talk to Boss Xue and then go back; but Xue Li was still troubled by his memory, so he didn't come out immediately to listen to his guests.

So after Ma Rulong drank his own wine, he went back to his own world.

On that table, only his money for drinking was left under the weight of an empty glass.

In addition, another thing was thrown into the cup... Neither Xue Li nor anyone else in the tavern knew about it, only Ma Rulong and Hong Tianci could recognize it.

This is clearly the medal that Ma Rulong received from that British guy, the Commissioner of Police of Hong Kong, when he was promoted and awarded the honor.

"Put it away..." Xue Li shook his head helplessly, "What do these people think of me? A waste recycling station?"

For Ma Rulong, this British medal might really be a waste, even though he used to value it very much, maybe he was even honored by this medal.

For Xue Li and this tavern...it is even less valuable, but the shape is still pretty, let's put it next to Luo Sanpao's heart as a decoration!

Chapter 1 The silent handsome man

After a tiring evening, Gibb, a girl in a baseball cap, walked into the tavern.

She originally thought that life would be easier after she was admitted to university... But it was clear that she was not yet able to enjoy campus life freely.

The financial support from Amelia has gradually stopped. The vampire elder said that their world is currently in need of that money, and they may not be able to spend much to support their own blood; No matter how much help she could get from her parents, even if she could, she herself would not.

So for now, she still has to work a few jobs while keeping up with her studies.

No matter how well-behaved other students are in college, they still have to go out from time to time to participate in a party and have a drink to relax, but she absolutely does not participate in such activities... In the evening, she has to work as a cashier at a gas station convenience store .

Only when she is busy late at night can she come to Boss Xue to rest... In the second half of the night, she has to go back to the dormitory to review today's lessons, do homework, and then go to class the next morning, which has become the kind of thing she despised most. bookworm.

She felt that if she had worked so hard in the first two years of high school, her life would be completely different now.

Although it can no longer be called "life".

Not only that, but she also had to have a full meal at Boss Xue's place every night.Of course, they all eat "normal people's food".

So far, she hasn't suffered from "thirsty blood disease" because of insufficient energy stored in her body, or eating other people's blood by mistake, but she dare not bet.If she really lost her mind and sucked human blood, wouldn't she have persisted for so long in vain?

And recently, Bishop's cooking skills are getting better and better. No matter what dishes you order, they can make them for you, and they are all very authentic.

So, she called out as soon as she entered the door: "Bishop! What's the recommended menu for today?"

The bishop, who had no work and was sitting at the bar watching humans, shrugged and said, "Boss Xue's special menu, pig blood cake."

"Ahhh!"

Gibb hugged his head and shouted, "I don't want to drink blood! Will it be addictive?"

"It's not that serious, you crybaby!" Amelia frowned when she heard the useless words, "I've sucked human blood for hundreds of years. Just quit."

"You can stay here all day, but I can't... I'm becoming more and more sensitive to the smell of blood now. I can know if a classmate has a small wound, or even just when it's menstrual period. It's very uncomfortable."

Gibb sighed.

Boss Xue also happened to come down the stairs, and he laughed when he heard this: "...That's just right, eat more, lest you continue to be so sensitive. Bishop, bring her a big bowl, and pour her a big glass of draft beer by the way. "

Gibb then turned his head to look to the side of the door, and was stunned.

Next to the entrance of the tavern, on the other side facing the electronic game console, there was a row of stairs that had already been built at some point.

Five-foot-long wooden planks formed a wide staircase, held in place by steel cables hanging from the ceiling, and the other end was firmly embedded in the wall on one side; It's not very stable, but it doesn't feel the slightest shake when walking.

Above the stairs, you can see a whole corridor around the area near the bar in the main hall. Across the space between the pillars and the corridor, you can vaguely see some semi-enclosed spaces with bamboo curtains hanging at the door. There are some sofas and coffee tables inside. Class stuff is in.

According to Gibb's understanding, these spaces should be called "cassettes".

Very well, this tavern has finally gone beyond the limit of boredom and built some structures that are completely useless... All the guests are seated in the lobby, and most new guests will go straight to the bar. No one will sit on the second floor What deck?

Just thinking about it, Gibb saw a tall black figure coming down from the second floor.

The man was wearing a cloak that was too big, covering most of his shoulders and chest, and he couldn't see what he was wearing under the cloak.

He stomped on the stairs with his black leather boots, and the blue pendant on his chest that looked like a dragon's eye swayed slightly with his movements; under the unusually wide brim of his hat, his wavy long black hair naturally Draped from the shoulders, black and smooth, the girls in the tavern couldn't help being envious.

But... the man was carrying a sword behind his back.

The blade of the sword plus the hilt is a full two meters long, which is about the height of a man; the long two-handed hilt, the guard structure extending to both sides for a long distance, and the blade together form an obvious cross The shape is daunting.

... If you are not a stage actor, then someone who dares to dress up like this must have some skills.

What's more, Gibb also felt a certain familiar atmosphere from him.

The man walked to the first floor and raised his head towards her.

... What a face that is!

Gibb held his breath the moment he saw the man's face.

His face was pale to gray, but it did not affect his superior facial features and mysterious and elegant temperament at all; he had a high nose bridge, a sharp jawline like a knife, his tightly pressed lips were sharp and angular, and his slender eyes gleamed. Deep gloom.

He must be a man who is not used to talking, because that face is full of the loneliness of being independent from the world, and the winter-like breath of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

But his face is so exquisite... It's like ice crystals that reflect colorful rays of light in the sun. People can't help but want to look at it again and again, but they dare not speak loudly, for fear that his precious appearance is just like this. Broken - such a perfect face must be particularly fragile, right?The Creator should still be fair, right?

"noble?"

A low-pitched question came out of the man's mouth, but the content of the words was confusing.

Gibb froze for a moment, then turned to look at Amelia.

If there was anyone present who could be called a "noble", then she was probably the only one, right?Not only is she the elder of the vampire clan, she should have had a recognized noble title hundreds of years ago.

But Amelia just shook her head and turned to look at the tall man.

She was also shocked by this man's appearance for a moment, but after all, she is well-informed, and she has long passed the period of face control, so she just answered the question: "I may be a nobleman...but I'm sure, this kind of' "Nobleman" must have a different meaning from what you said. Didn't Boss Xue tell you about the tavern?"

"I said..."

The man nodded, and didn't say anything anymore, he just stretched out his hand and handed several coins engraved with complicated patterns to Xue Li.

I don't know what era this coin is... I can't recognize it at all, because there is no mark on it that belongs to a known era.

The material of the coin itself is not silver, but some kind of strange alloy, which has good flexibility and ductility, and it also reflects round after round of glow under the light; the coin is engraved with fine thorn patterns, but there is no Face value, I don't know how much it is worth, and whether it is worth it.

The man just put down the currency that he thought was worth the same as the meal, then pressed down the brim of his hat, lightly shook his cloak, and walked back to the door.

Boss Xue watched the man walk out of the door before weighing the money in his hand.

It's not the first time he has received this kind of money, so he won't have any objections.Generally speaking, as long as it is a precious metal, the market in any world is pretty good; even if it is not worth much, it is just a few pieces of pig blood cake and a glass of wine, and it doesn't matter if he treats you.

This guest had just walked in, not only taciturn, but also seemed very unaccustomed to communicating with other people, and only said a few words when facing the "bar owner".

This guest is very satisfied with the pig's blood cake and wine, but as he looks... he also almost completely observes some strange but elegant etiquette when eating, and he will not stuff his cheeks with things at all, or Stretching his neck to drink alcohol is such an act of destroying his appearance.

The man had just sat in the booth upstairs, and while listening to Xue Li telling him the story of the tavern, he cut the pig's blood cake into small pieces with a knife and fork, and elegantly put it in his mouth.

... This style, this appearance, and this style all make people feel a little hot for no reason.

However, unlike the sanctimonious and arty Beckett, this man is consistent from the inside out, and his behavior complements his temperament.

However, this man is not without flaws...he just doesn't talk much.

From the time he pushed the door in, sat in the booth upstairs, until he walked out of the tavern, he didn't say a total of twenty words. Xue Li didn't even know the name of his new guest and why he was selected by the tavern.

The new guests in this tavern are getting weirder...

Thinking of this, he turned his head and continued to entertain Gibb.

The little girl was rather curious, pestering Xue Li to ask this and that, it seemed that she was very impressed with the man just now.

It's a pity that Boss Xue didn't know much, so he didn't know what to ask, so he could only stop the guy's mouth with a big bowl of pig's blood cake.

Max, who had been sitting on the other side, suddenly said, "He's the same as you. To be honest, isn't that guy a vampire at a glance?"

Everyone suddenly turned their heads to look at him, and then each fell into silence thoughtfully.

So far, there are not too many vampires in the tavern... But whether it is Selene the Death Walker or the new generation Gibb, they are not so pale that everyone didn't think in that direction from the beginning.

[86. No. 86]

Now when Max reminded them, they all remembered that although the man kept his head down and covered his face with the wide brim of the hat, his face was from gray to gray, and from gray to blue, it was the "vampire" in Western culture. common features.

So it was actually a different kind of vampire from another world?

Xue Li thought about his behavior and other characteristics again, and it felt more like him, so he couldn't help but slap his thigh.

"Finally, a supernatural creature in the traditional sense has finally come... Can a genetically mutated creature be called a vampire!"

"I'm so sorry that we are the product of a genetic mutation!"

Gibb, who stuffed a mouthful of pig's blood cake, immediately sprayed back.

Chapter 2 Relic Species

After midnight, at the darkest moment of the night, the tall man who walked out of the tavern silently returned to the ruins on the street corner.

Indeed... It is impossible for this city to have any taverns that can operate normally.

The nobles never needed those things, and if they wanted to anesthetize themselves, they would drink blood in their castles or manors.

Only human beings like alcohol, and they especially like the behavior of drinking together.