After entering the tavern, Fyette immediately closed the door with his backhand, as if this could separate the ghosts.

However, doing this can indeed isolate the gusts of gusts of Shadow Island. The candlelight and temperature in the tavern are very comfortable. In other words, it is extremely safe in the dark and terrifying environment of Shadow Island, which makes people want to take a nap and have a good sleep as soon as they come in.

"The first floor is the dining room and bar, you have seen it too. The second and third floors are housing, and the warehouse is in the basement."

As soon as he entered the door, the proprietress Fayette warmly introduced the two. Although this tavern was built in such a remote place, there should be quite a few facilities.

Kahn looked around and there were a few tables and chairs neatly placed on the dining table. When he headed to the second floor, he set up the right side of the entrance, and the stairs leading to the underground warehouse were behind the bar. However, there was no one in the dining room now.

"Where is your luggage?" Fyette turned around and looked at them in confusion. She said why it felt strange? She usually helped the newcomers carry their luggage. At this moment, she finally realized that she was very strange with empty hands.

Kahn immediately reacted, hugged Kasha's shoulder and touched it up and down, "Oh~ I forgot on the boat, I'll get it tomorrow."

They have no habit of carrying luggage at all, except for the small cloth bag with Kieran manuscripts. Their skin nails combine weapons and protection, and can also provide them with nutrition. There is really no need to bring anything else.

However, the scenes that should be done must be done, so Kahn said he had forgotten his luggage on the Siren.

Kahn noticed Kasha was looking at him, her eyebrows were curved.

It was his actions just now that Kasha pursed her lips and smiled slightly. She knew that this was the meaning of "I have you enough".

"In this case, let Gaineng take you to pick up the room. There will be guests coming back one after another later. I have to go cook."

"It's okay, you can be busy."

"Follow me upstairs." Gaiwen took the initiative to walk up the stairs and took the two of them to see the room.

Kahn still had many doubts about this tavern. For example, the boss's wife said she wanted to go to cook, but he suddenly became curious about how the food came from.

As a symbiotic person in the void, the first thing he cares about whenever he goes, is food issues, environment and other things. The void skin nails are very adaptable and can survive as long as they have to eat.

"How did the boss's wife come from? You can't hunt here, right?" Kahn asked, feeling that the only thing that could move here was ghosts.

"It's true that you can't get anything in this lifeless place, no matter whether you are fishing or junglers. We leave here every year during Soul Erosion Night, and the boss lady is no exception. She will close the store and return to Bilgewater, supplement the food for a year before returning. There are some treasure hunters from other places in the store. If you are familiar with it, the boss lady will also entrust them to bring more local specialties, so you don't have to worry about the food."

"Oh." Kahn nodded: "When it comes to you, why do the entire tavern see you alone except the boss lady?"

"Either you haven't come back or you haven't gone out, so it's normal for you to not see it. There are few entertainment activities here, and everyone is busy with their own things."

"What about you? Are you not busy?"

"I? I just finished my work and came back early. The first batch of treasure hunters who came back every day are the most experienced. Returning from Shadow Island requires a whole shift to work without making a profit. If you return too late, you may be able to go on a trek after nightfall, and spend the whole night around the sea, becoming the target of hunting for vengeful spirits. But if you leave the black beach of Shadow Island early in the evening, you can return to the tavern before dark. The boss will tell you this, and she will say this every time she meets a newcomer."

At the stairs on the second floor, Gaiwen stopped and turned to them and said, "In fact, the name of not making money is a misleading name. Living here is profitable, and it is wisest to stop in time."

"Thank you for your sincere advice."

"Do you want to live on the second or third floor?"

“Is there any difference?”

"No..." As soon as Garen finished speaking, a thorny sound came from the ceiling on the second floor, like a pair of huge bird claws scratching on the wooden floor, which was extremely harsh and difficult.

"Does there be birds of prey in this tavern?" Kasha thought about the scene where the birds of prey were imprisoned in the room and fluttered everywhere.

"It's not a raptor, but an annoying Vastaya. He has bird legs, so he makes such a sound when walking." Gavin explained a little embarrassedly. After all, he was slapped in the face just now and said there was no difference.

"Then let's live on the third floor." Kahn naturally didn't want a birdman to jump around on his head every day, so he chose the third floor.

"Okay, I live on the third floor too." Gaiwen led the two to the third floor again.

"I can't tell where your accent comes from."

"Does the accent have a heavy?" Kasha shrank her neck, thinking that others were going to complain about them.

"No, there's almost no accent."

“We are from Shurima and have lived in Bilgewater for a while.”

"It's really good. There are people from Shurima in our tavern. The guests here include Ionia, Noxus, and Piltwolf, all of which are quite interesting."

"Will the Ionians and the Noxus fight? They just finished the war."

"It doesn't matter outside, but fighting is not allowed in the tavern. If you don't want to be kicked out by Fayette, follow her rules." Gavin shrugged, as if he thought of some neighborhood conflicts.

"Music brings wealth." Kahn asked with a smile, "What about you? Where are you from?"

"Demacia." For some reason, Gavin didn't look very happy when he spoke about his hometown.

Everyone has their own story, and Kahn won't go to the bottom of it, but just praised it according to the convention: "Demacia? That's a rich and good place."

"Yes, if it weren't for life, who would have been willing to leave his hometown?"

When he arrived at the third floor, Gai Wen introduced: "Now there are only empty houses at the entrance of the stairs and at the end of the corridor. The layout inside is the same. Which one do you choose?"

Kahn pushed open the door and the space inside was very small. He even stuffed two single beds into it. The aisle between the beds could only accommodate one person. Not to mention the toilet, there was not even a table, and it felt like it was a little more spacious than the sleeper of the green train that I had done before.

But he could understand, after all, this is Shadow Island, and it would be nice to have a place to live, and there should be no need to ask for too much elsewhere.

He did not make a choice immediately, but approached the room at the end of the corridor.

"No matter which room you choose, I will live in your diagonally opposite door." Gai Wen smiled gently.

The second and third floors each have six houses, distributed symmetrically, and the one he lived in the middle, both empty houses were diagonally diagonally at his side.

Kahn nodded, and just as he was about to push open the door, he suddenly smelled a bloody smell.

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