Chapter 2369

Speaking of it, the streets are full of corpses and monsters, but the residents here are full of the breath of life. They clearly know that the painting style seems to be wrong, but they can just stick together.

The living and the dead, magic and technology, only unexpected, nothing can not be seen here.

However, these things are extremely distorted and deformed. Even a tree grows tentacles to prey on passers-by.

The existence on the road can't communicate with each other, but Superman's super listening can still come in handy, because no matter what the hell's entertainment place, there will always be music.

Following the sound of a broken Gong, Clark and the two found a basement. Although there was no sign, it should look like a bar, because many monsters staggered out of it, as if they had drunk too much.

However, when they all went down, they found that it was more like a slaughterhouse, with a huge meat ball in a fence under the dark light of only torches.

It looks like a person with a pig's head like tumor, or it may simply be a pig full of heads. Its deformed body is more than ten meters high, and its body is full of colorful pipes.

These pipes are linked to the faucets. When a monster guest asks for wine, the headless corpse bartender in a white shirt and bow tie will turn on one of the faucets and release a cup of blue pus. It seems that this is the wine in this dimension.

"Although I have never refused any narcotics in the past, I will not drink this wine." Hally curled her mouth. If she hid the fat monster with thick juice behind the wall and couldn't see the source of these drinks, she might want to have a drink.

But now, after seeing a cup of pus coming out of her belly from the rotten meat covered with abscesses and mushrooms, she said that even if the wine was as strong as it was, she would not come.

"I don't care. I'm under the legal drinking age." Superman shook his head.

"We're here for information, not for drinks." Su Ming didn't want to have a cup of "strong fragrance" body fluid. He pushed through the dense crowd in the bar, walked between the fly man and all kinds of freaks, and came to the bar.

At this time, the bartender is cleaning the table. The dishcloth in his hand is a dead baby still attached to the umbilical cord. With the squeaky moist friction sound, the little guy giggles.

The knell knocks his knuckles on the bar table, and the bartender stops his work. Although he has no head, he can feel a line of sight falling on him.

"Man, I'm looking for a woman."

Su Ming said so.

"Who is not? We all need a few women. " The bartender, who has no head and no mouth, still speaks. He speaks standard Hawaiian English: "welcome, foreigners, to a crazy and unrestrained country, a real paradise in dreams."

"Is this a metaphor? Or... "Su Ming asked tentatively.

"Do you want wine?" The bartender buckled up a lump of mud from the bottom of the bar and rubbed it into a cup with his hands, as if he were making a clay sculpture: "there are rules in every place. We have the truth here, but we have to pay for the truth."

Su Ming smiles. He sits on the stool wrapped in human skin. In the noise, he increases his volume:

"Oh? I'm beginning to like you here. What's the currency in this dimension? "

"What do you think we need? We are carefree every day. " The head less bartender's cup has become strangely hard, and then he picks up a dead baby and puts it into the cup and wipes it carefully: "everything can be paid for, but whether it is worth it or not and how much it is, it is up to me to decide."

The two arms of the knell were on the bar, and Harry and Superman sat next to him.

Under the weak light source of the torch shaking, he crossed his hands, propped his head on the back of his hands, held a cigarette in his mouth and said:

"I understand that the land of dreams is full of unfinished stories and poems, which are their most precious wealth. In the corresponding nightmares, what you want is a riddle that has no answer. It can make you worry and worry about it. You can lose your hair one by one. "

Hally cocked her legs and leaned back on the bar. Looking at the dancing floor, she said with a strange smile:

"you, the bartender, have given too many tips. First of all, the truth is not worth money, and then everyone is carefree. Who do you look down on when you give so many hints

"Ha ha, my fault, but the riddle about how many hairs I have is invalid. When the last outsider arrived, he used this to pay for the wine." The bartender put the cup from his neck into his chest and said with some emotion: "that's a perfect man, chaotic, dark, mysterious, elegant and full of temptation."

Su Ming smiles under the dim light, just like the flow of cold wind: "Lucifer has a fatal attraction to all kinds of creatures, but he doesn't like headless corpses. You will not have a result. If you don't have a head, you will lose seven holes at a time, and there is no competitiveness at all."The bartender was stunned for a moment and trembled with sadness. He reached into his neck and took out the cup. He turned and put a glass of wine for himself and poured it into his chest:

"so he is Lucifer. That's why he left in a hurry... But if you solve this mystery, you must compensate me for another one."

"What? Are you still reasonable? " The little Superman's fist thumped on the bar

the headless bartender began to clean the glass again, shrugging indifferently: "can you go out and have a look? Is this like a reasonable place? I've probably guessed your purpose. If you want to know the truth, you have to play according to the rules here. "

"Then you answer my question, isn't it even?" Su Ming holds down the shoulder of Superman and signals that he should be calm. Maybe this bartender is the only one in this city. The monsters on the street outside are just dreams.

Who is the headless bartender? Some old incarnation? Or what kind of agent?

Su Ming doesn't want to know. If he studies these secrets too deeply, it will only cause trouble.

"Sorry, we can't get in or out of here." The bartender's voice sounded as if he were laughing or crying: "trading? Or leave? "

The bell shook his head. He took the cigarette from his mouth and flicked it aside: "OK, then you are ready. If you want a riddle without an answer, it's not too simple. Please listen to the question. The first question is, when will the Chinese men's football team win the world cup

"... it's a mystery indeed." The bartender has to admit that there is no answer.

Su Ming chuckled and put the cigarette back into his mouth: "second question, if you put up a sign at the door of your bar, saying that guide dogs are not allowed to enter, is this for dogs or for blind people?"

"Ha ha, the deal is a very standard puzzle without solution." The bartender accepted the "reward" with emotion. Turning his hand, he took out a large piece of mud from the bottom of the bar, squeezed out the blind man and the dog, and watched them grope out of the shop: "I know the man you are looking for is going there. Follow the blind man and the dog, close your eyes, and the dream will send you to meet."

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