At the entrance to the voodoo swamp, there is a broken flag full of holes. I don’t know what color the ghost symbols are on the chess piece, but it looks like a rag. There are many monster skulls hanging on the wooden fence under the flag, and there are also many human heads hanging on it.
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The heads are withered, some are grinning, some are crying loudly, and some have wrinkles on their skin, which is so ugly. I don’t know what these people went through before they died, but they have such rich expressions, and they are all
Keep it.
Zhou Qingfeng rode in, and several dark guys jumped out of the shack at the entrance of the settlement. If you look closely, they are all dirty guys. They were wearing animal skin clothes randomly and exuded a stench, which made people look down on them.
Disgusted.
It's hard to even call these guys human beings. They all look weird, with yellowed and black teeth exposed, greeting Zhou Qingfeng with a flattering and disgusting smile, and promoting various products they get from the swamp.
"Sir, do you need the venom glands of the mire crawler?"
"Sir, do you need the fangs of the venomous water snake?"
"gentlemen,......."
"Go away!"
Todd yelled loudly, with his big ax out, "Stay away from me, you stinking garbage. If you dare to come close, I will chop you to death."
Under the blade of the ax, the flattering poor people had to retreat.
Todd reminded Zhou Qingfeng: "Don't be too nice to the people here. They are all scoundrels. I have a dwarf friend here, an old witch doctor. His shack is just ahead. We can go to him to ask for news."
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Monsters are rampant in the black forest, and serious warriors and wizards are rare. However, there are many witch doctors and shamans who play with poisons, curses, and even corpses who like to hang out here.
Among witch doctors, Old Borg of the Voodoo Swamp is very special. He is not only a cunning and sinister trader, but also often helps the poor around him. From time to time, he tests medicines on living people, and the medicines he sells are quite effective.
This guy could obviously integrate the Voodoo Swamp into a formal human settlement. But he just refused to do it. He stayed in his shack every day, brewing unpleasant potions, and made all kinds of fanciful ideas to no avail.
test.
Todd led Zhou Qingfeng to an inconspicuous shack, dismounted, lifted the door curtain and walked in. The space in the shack was not small, and there was a large pot in the middle that was bubbling. The dark liquid inside gave off an unpleasant smell.
When he got closer, he saw that there was a headless skeleton cooking in the cauldron.
Weird things were placed in the messy corners. Some looked like wooden piles, some were dried animal offal, and there were wooden shelves filled with glass bottles filled with specimens of unknown origin.
Standing next to the cauldron was a dwarf in a cloak, with a bald head, a long beard, and a gloomy face. The guy was holding a knife and cutting meat on a table. When Zhou Qingfeng got closer, he realized that what he was cutting was a human leg.
There were other human body parts on the table. It could be seen that they had been recently dismembered and were dripping with blood.
Zhou Qingfeng was already extremely uncomfortable with the smell of cooking in the big pot. Seeing the dismembered corpses made him even more nauseated and made him want to vomit. This place was like a slaughterhouse, and the person who worked there was a perverted murderer.
Todd was too tall and had to bend down and lower his head when he came in. He was not used to the environment of this shack and shouted to the dwarf who was dissecting the corpse: "Hey, old Borg, stop. I'm Todd, do you remember?"
Me?"
Didn’t we agree that we are friends? This is such a ridiculous question!
Only now did the old dwarf notice someone coming in. He turned around and looked at Todd, but suddenly he ran to Zhou Qingfeng with gleaming eyes and shouted in surprise...
"Boy, your body is really good. Your limbs are well-proportioned and well-proportioned. It's the most perfect thing I've seen in recent years. When you die, will you sell your body to me? I want to do an autopsy on you."
Zhou Qingfeng was covering his mouth to suppress his nausea. When he heard this, he snorted: "Anatomy..., do you deserve to be called an anatomy? I think you are the one who needs anatomy. I can find a pig butcher who can do it better than you."
pretty!"
But the old dwarf asked happily: "Are you serious? Where can I find a pig butcher who knows more about anatomy than me? I want to learn."
Sure enough, Todd has a brain problem, and the dwarf he knows also has a brain problem.
Zhou Qingfeng doesn’t know much about anatomy either. But...
I've never eaten pork, but I've always seen pigs running around. At least the physiological structure of the human body was taught in junior high school's "Physiological Hygiene" course.
The so-called 'nervous system', 'respiratory system', 'blood circulation system', 'digestive system', etc. I have never seen an anatomy diagram that shows a person chopped into seven or eight pieces and then studied.
Uncle Zhou covered his nose with a cold face and looked extremely contemptuous. Todd on the side immediately praised him, "This is Victor Hugo. He is amazing. He is not even afraid of the dragon."
When he said the last sentence, the orc's ugly face showed wrinkles in laughter, and he winked, "Old Borg, let me tell you. A few days ago, Victor and I met a red dragon in Razor Cliff. It's true.
The Red Dragon, I definitely didn’t lie to you!
At that time, I, eh..., I will not mention my topic. Victor was able to face the red dragon directly. He was not afraid of the dragon at all. Can you imagine the situation at that time? That was really amazing,
We rescued Princess Inisa of the Principality of Os!
By the way, is Her Royal Highness the Princess in the village?"
Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and glanced at Todd, and whispered: "Are you praising me or yourself?"
The orc deliberately lowered his voice and said seriously: "Don't worry, Victor. I know you are very low-key and want to be a hermit. I also know that you made those disgusting dragon dung. Don't worry, I have always been strict with my mouth.
I won’t tell you.”
Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes at this chorus and thought to himself, 'Since when did you, a loudspeaker, become so strict with your mouth?'
The old dwarf was frightened. The young man in front of him was indeed different. He was tall and strong, with an extraordinary bearing and not even a scar on his face. This was by no means a person who had lived in the Black Forest for a long time. Only the nobles of the upper class could be like this.
Such an appearance.
"Princess Inisa? She has often used our place as a place to stay recently. She came back yesterday, but left again early this morning. Are you Victor Hugo? Her Highness the Princess mentioned you. You have to wait here.
Wait, she may come back in a few days."
Inisa left the settlement, and no one knew her whereabouts. This was common in other worlds where information was not available, and it was difficult to find someone or send a message.
Old Borg was somewhat interested in Zhou Qingfeng. He stepped aside and pointed at the 'anatomy table' behind him and asked: "Young man, do you know something about anatomy? Do you have any comments on my research?"
"I don't understand anatomy, and I don't know what you are studying. I have nothing to comment on." Zhou Qingfeng had no time to waste, "The Black Forest is full of goblins now. We just want to find a place to live where we can pay.
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Zhou Qingfeng's refusal made the old dwarf very unhappy. It frowned and said: "Looking for a place to live? Whatever. There are a lot of open spaces in the settlement, no one will drive you away."
Open space? We want to eat, drink, and sleep, but we don’t want to find an open space.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at Todd. Todd also shrugged, saying that Old Borg had this temperament - he must be submissive and must say good things.
In response to this impasse, 'Shadow' suddenly said: "This dwarf is researching poison, but his formula is wrong."