Chapter 3094： Underground market

The scene behind the bronze door surprised everyone.

Unexpectedly, there are so many survivors hidden in the ancient tomb of some unknown age deep in this underground!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, everyone can't believe it.

The monks glanced at each other with joy on their faces, but they didn't expect to be in a desperate situation.

"It's weird, why are there so many survivors here?"

Bearded muttered in his heart, a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes, and followed his companion down the stairs.

The spacious cave is like a bustling market, with stalls on the stones and various materials being sold.

There are garbage from cracks, various animals and plants living underground, and even treasures needed by monks.

The surviving mortals and monks gathered in the same market and lived in harmony with each other.

Before disaster strikes, things like this simply cannot happen.

But now the situation is different, and the monks are no longer as self-reliant as they were in the past, without contacting mortals.

Without the support of ordinary people, these limited practitioners cannot survive.

Lips die with cold teeth, and harm depends on each other.

After seeing the big beard and others, the stall owners greeted each other and promoted their various products.

At this time, no one collected money, mostly in exchange for things in exchange for what they needed.

If there is energy crystallization, it is naturally better, this is the real hard currency.

Bearded and others walked along the way, but they also collected a lot of things, all in storage equipment.

Seeing someone trading, the monks naturally eager to try, in exchange for something useful to themselves.

If you collect by chance, you will definitely not be able to get the items you need in a short time. This market has solved the urgent needs of the monks.

Bearded ignored the roadside vendors, but looked up the little zombie who led the way, but found that the other party had disappeared.

"Something is wrong..."

Bearded whispered in his heart, after the other party attracted himself, he no longer ignored.

Just believe in outsiders, and not afraid of mischief?

But when I thought about it, I thought it was normal.

As long as the strong man sits in town, he will not be afraid of any trouble, and the end will be a dead end.

But anyone who has experienced hardships and knows how dangerous the outside world is will never stupidly cut off the way.

While beard was puzzled, he looked subconsciously to see how Tang Zhen reacted.

I saw Tang Zhen smiling like a non-smile, glanced at his beard casually, and nothing happened.

"What does it mean?"

Bearded whispered secretly, but he didn't dare to inquire, but could only put doubts in his heart.

While he was thinking about it, his companions were already trading, exchanging a batch of things he wanted.

Looking at the smile on his face, I should be very satisfied with this transaction.

Other companions are still watching, but looking at them, they are also eager to try.

There are some items in the bearded storage bag, which are the loot that the enemy robbed.

Seeing the success of the companion transaction, the Beard no longer hesitated and prepared to exchange some items.

Nowadays, the environment is so special that it is absolutely not possible to be a servant, but to find ways to use materials to enhance strength.

Otherwise, it would be meaningless to be killed.

Bearded thinking of this, he was ready to open the storage bag and trade with those stall owners.

"Wait a minute..."

Tang Zhen's voice came from the beard's ear.

The bearded man who was preparing to trade could not help but stunned slightly, and subconsciously stopped the movement at hand.

When he turned his head to look at Tang Zhen again, his face was still indifferent, as if he had not just spoken.

Through this series of changes, Bearded has become very dependent on Tang Zhen, knowing that without him, it would be impossible to destroy danger all the way.

When he felt the danger was abnormal, Bearded's first reaction was to look at Tang Zhen's attitude.

Bearded watched secretly, knowing that Tang Zhen must have pointed out, and would never remind himself for no reason.

Many things can only be ordered until the end, if you can't understand it, then you can't complain at all.

Just as Bearded was looking around for four weeks, his companions had already completed transactions one after another.

Put away what you want, and show a satisfied expression, I feel really worthwhile.

At this time, a scent of food came, attracting the attention of the beard and others.

They followed the taste and saw a big tripod about three meters above a platform in front of them.

Dading is covered with monster patterns, with a simple and simple atmosphere, and there are also all kinds of weird characters.

When they passed the tomb, they had seen this writing, but unfortunately no one could recognize it.

This made several monks who learned so much from Xu feel secretly blushing, fearing that others would ask themselves again.

Looking under Dading, there is a circular pothole, and the flames are constantly spitting out.

The hot tongue licked the bottom of Dading, and there was hot air rising above it, and the scent radiated from here.

This taste is very fragrant and can be called delicious in the world.

"What is this and why is it so delicious?"

The bearded companion said that his saliva could not be restrained, and he stared straight ahead.

"My stomach is screaming and I can't stand being hungry."

The monk next to him touched his belly and made a "cooing" sound.

"Then hesitate, hurry and go, let's try the first one first."

The monks agreed on their ideas, no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Dading quickly.

At this time, around the Ding, surrounded by many diners of different ages, they sat on the surrounding high platform, holding a large bowl with strange shapes.

Bearded and others glanced at it, only to find that the material of the big bowl was actually made of human skulls.

Embossed decorative patterns on the skull surface, while inlaid with gold and silver, look noble and mysterious.

The material of the big bowl is infiltrating, but for the monks, it is nothing.

Not to mention the corpses everywhere nowadays, when it comes to monks practicing, they often deal with similar things.

How can a monk be afraid of dead bones?

Looking at these human skull bowls, the whole body is full of ancient meaning, which is obviously the artifacts of the old age.

Earlier in the hall, the wreckage of the sacrifices held similar bone bowls in their hands.

Obviously, during the meal, the survivors lacked the corresponding utensils, so they took it and borrowed it.

"Boss, give our brother a bowl of hot soup, faster."

The bearded companion walked over and said to an old man with a long spoon in his hand and sloppy waist.

The old man heard the words, but he didn't look at the customers, but just pointed his finger at the bronze cylinder next to it.

"If you want to drink soup, pay first."

The monk pouted his lips and threw an energy spar, the size of his nails.

"On this crystal, will we drink enough?"

The old man nodded and waved a long spoon to remove a large spoonful of hot soup from the boiling big tripod.

At the center of this big spoon bone handle is a dark iron chain, directly connected to the top of the cave.

When the old man is holding the soup, he does not need to pick it up, let alone the spoon falling to the ground.

A thin man, holding a pile of bone bowls, lined up on top of the stone.

The old man manipulated a long spoon, and the soup was like a thick ointment, poured into those bone bowls steadily.

"Guest, please drink soup!"