Chapter 148: The Remnant of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire!
At the gate of the city, more than a dozen soldiers in armor, holding long spears, were shouting at passers-by who entered the city to pay the city entry tax.
Looking at these soldiers who were fully armed despite the heat, Liu Yun was a little surprised. How could the defense here be stricter than that of a large city like Black Rock City?
Perhaps because of the hot weather, these soldiers guarding here were also a little irritated by the irritable weather, and they shouted unceremoniously, constantly urging passers-by at the city gate.
Walking towards the city gate, Liu Yun frowned slightly, shook his head, and walked straight into the city after listening to the scolding that came out of the soldiers' mouths.
In the Jama Empire, alchemists almost enjoyed the general treatment of nobles, and the payment of entrance fees at these gates was also exempted by the empire.
Although a pharmacist would not care about this amount of money, but this face is indeed very useful to all pharmacists.
"Hey, boy, I didn't see the payment written here..."
Looking at Liu Yun who walked into the city without anyone else, a soldier's eyes suddenly stared.
However, his scolding voice had not completely disappeared, and his line of sight was to see Liu Yun's extremely delicate alchemist robe. Immediately, he swallowed the scolding, and his anger turned into a flattery. smile: "Sir, are you going to the city?"
"Um."
The footsteps did not stop, Liu Yun slowly walked towards the soldier, glanced at him lightly, and then shrugged with the latter, whose heels were trembling, and walked towards the city on his own.
"Gu..."
Seeing Liu Yun and ignoring his previous offense, the soldier's face showed a hint of happiness, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly turned around and shouted respectfully: "Sir, the snake people in the Tagor Desert have been a little restless recently, you If you want to go out of the city, you have to be careful."
Walking slowly, upon hearing this unexpected news, Liu Yun nodded slightly, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness inside the city wall passage.
"Damn, it's almost over. It would be strange if I was found to have offended a third-grade pharmacist and didn't throw me out to feed the dog."
Looking at Liu Yun's disappearing back, the soldier finally took a deep breath, wiped a cold sweat, and returned to his post again. Perhaps because of the previous shock, he has also restrained a lot of anger now. Don't dare to yell at passers-by who enter the city indiscriminately.
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Slowly walking out of the somewhat dim city wall passage, the sight lighted up slightly, and the city buildings with unique desert characteristics appeared in the field of vision, and the strange looking buildings made Liu Yun a little eye-opening.
"Let's find Hai Bo Dong first!"
Thinking of his purpose in coming to the Tagor Desert, Liu Yun pulled a passerby and inquired about a shop that sold desert maps.
Liu Yun remembered that Haibodong seemed to be a shop selling desert maps.
The passerby who was held by Liu Yun had a slightly impatient expression on his face at first, but after seeing the Alchemist badge on Liu Yun's chest, he quickly restrained his impatience.
He then pointed out the shop location to Liu Yun very politely, and when Liu Yun thanked him and said goodbye, the person also ardently explained the approximate price of the map.
After thanking the passerby, Liu Yun lightly touched the alchemist badge on his chest, sighing slightly and shaking his head, I have to say, this identity is really useful.
With a sigh in his heart, Liu Yun quickly turned around the corner and walked towards the best map shop in Mocheng that the passerby said.
After walking unhurriedly for a while, the map shop named "Gutu" appeared in Liu Yun's line of sight.
His eyes swept outside the store, Liu Yun was a little surprised, this store is not as luxurious and publicized as other stores, and it seems that it still has a faint quaint atmosphere.
With some anticipation in his heart, Liu Yun slowly walked into the store. The interior of the store was not too spacious. The faint light of the two moonstones illuminated the store quite brightly. His eyes swept across the interior of the store. There are not many people who buy maps, and they look deserted.
Walking into the store slowly, Liu Yun glanced at it, and finally stopped at an old man behind the counter who was carefully making a map with his head down.
The old man is obviously quite old, but although he has white hair, the dry palm holding the black drawing pen is still steady and powerful.
"This is Hai Bo Dong?"
Looking at the old man, an inexplicable color flashed in Liu Yun's eyes.
Are you directly coming forward to identify yourself?
How to explain it then?
After hesitating for a moment, Liu Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.
Afterwards, Liu Yun did not make a sound to disturb Hai Bo Dong.
His eyes swept slowly across the large number of maps on the counter.
He remembered that in Hai Bodong's hand, there seemed to be a remnant of the Jinglian Demon Fire.
This remnant picture is invaluable, he must get it.
Afterwards, Liu Yun looked interested, holding a desert map in his hand and looking at it over and over.
After watching the map for a while, Liu Yun couldn't find the remnant of the Jinglian Demon Fire, and he was a little disappointed.
Then, seeing that Hai Bodong didn't mean it was over yet, Liu Yun pursed his lips and walked slowly again to a quaint wooden shelf in the corner of the shop.
This wooden frame is obviously worn for a long time, and it is covered with rotten wood holes. On it, some yellowed maps are randomly stacked. Looking at some broken marks on the surface of these maps, it seems to be a failed product when making maps. .
He casually flipped his palms among these yellowed maps, a faint musty smell came to his face, he frowned slightly, Liu Yun picked up a stack of failed works, his palms trembled slightly, and one piece was only the size of a slap. The broken pictures suddenly fell from the stack of failed works.
He didn't pay too much attention to the broken and broken picture. Liu Yun glanced at the piece in his hand and did not make a sound to disturb the old man. Liu Yun glanced over the large number of maps on the counter and held it in his hand with great interest. Looking over and over, the clear route on the map made him nodded with satisfaction.
After watching the map for a while, Liu Yun saw that Hai Bo Dong didn't mean it was over yet, pursed his lips, and slowly walked again to a quaint wooden shelf in the corner of the shop.
"Maybe, the remnant of the Jinglian Demon Fire is hidden here?"
This wooden frame is obviously worn for a long time, and it is covered with rotten wood holes. On it, some yellowed maps are randomly stacked. Looking at some broken marks on the surface of these maps, it seems to be a failed product when making maps. .
Holding a trace of anticipation in his heart, Liu Yun casually flipped through these yellowed maps, a faint musty smell came over his face, and he frowned slightly.
At this time, Liu Yun picked up a stack of failed works, and his palms trembled slightly. A broken picture only the size of a palm suddenly fell from the stack of failed works.
Looking at the broken picture, Liu Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.