Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 197 Getting rich?Safety?
The low roar of the monster echoed in the ears, and the corridor conveyed the horror layer by layer. Clark held his breath and concentrated on every step he took, restraining himself to make no noise as much as possible.

"Miss Miller, where are you going to hide now?" Clark secretly thought, from what the monster said just now, he already knew that Miller was miraculously not dead now, and was fighting the fusion monster just like him. A deadly game of peek-a-boo.

Suddenly, Clark found himself near a corridor filled with white mist. Looking at the corridor through the misty fog, he could only see a few dim lights.

When he realized that there might be danger, he turned around and found that it was too late. He was already in the mist, wrapped in the unknown.

Clark could only bite the bullet and move on towards the only place with light. He clenched his fists, and he could only clenched his fists.

The tight skin and protruding veins are just the signs of his weakness.

Gradually, Clark found that the corridor became so wide that it didn't look like a corridor anymore. He seemed to be outside, but he clearly remembered that there was a blizzard outside. If he was outside, he would be shivering from the cold .

However, in this thick fog, the human body does not feel the sense of humidity, and the temperature is quite suitable. Only the unknown depth of this scene can bring people a chill of fear.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Clark noticed that the fog was weakening, and the light ahead became clearer.

So he didn't know where the courage came from, and he rushed forward.

All life towards death is chasing light, like moths to flames, petrels flying thunder, and humans are no exception.

Clark stopped suddenly, and stood blankly in front of a not-so-big wooden house, looking at the faces of a pair of evil spirits on a double-opening red door, and at the warm lights from inside the house, just now. He was attracted by the light in this hut.

"Why is there a small wooden house here?" Clark was puzzled. He saw the tacky shop sign in front of the door with a tacky shop name written on it, and he couldn't help but fell silent.

It turns out that this cabin is actually a small shop called "clubhouse"?Sounds more like a toy store.

After a little hesitation, Clark stepped forward and knocked on the door of the cabin.

"Here we come." After a while, a human voice came from the room. It was the Chinese language that he was not very good at expressing. This once gave him the illusion that he had returned to the real world of China.

The door opened, and there was a beautiful and handsome woman in a loose white dress. To Clark, the other person had an indescribable oriental charm, but the fly in the ointment was that this woman was too white, so white that it was a bit scary. Lips were as red as blood, so the woman was a little enchanting.

Pure and voluptuous, with red lips and white teeth, skin that is more snowy... Clark has only seen such beautiful descriptions in vampires in ancient legends.

Clark was vigilant. He looked at the woman who opened the door, and found that there was a crimson lottery pinned to her waist, which was written in ancient Chinese characters. He just stared at the lottery with a little concentration. After a while, he felt that his sight was changing, and the words on the sign seemed to change, and became the words "make money at the first sight" in his familiar language.

He could understand the words, but he was not familiar with the sentence.

Get rich at first sight?
"Please come in." The woman didn't seem surprised by his arrival, and she didn't care about his impolite gaze, she just smiled and reached out to invite him.

She seems to be the shop girl here.

Clark glanced back at the road...he seemed to have no choice but fog or fog, so he walked into the house.

"Welcome." Just as Clark walked into the store and was shocked to see the "abundance" of products in the store, a handsome man dressed in similar clothes to the female shop assistant, but the color was black, walked away from behind a shelf. Come out, throwing a ceremonial smile at Clark.

Of course, the male clerk also had a lot of sticks pinned to his waist, on which were also written the suspicious words "All is at peace (world peace)".

Clark only felt that they were farting. There was a mountain of taboo and blasphemous things in this store. Any leaked out would be a disaster for the world. He felt that he would definitely die, let alone have any chance to make a fortune.

"The front please, our shopkeeper is in front." The male clerk said with a smile.

Clark nodded hurriedly, not daring to refuse.

Walking through the aisle between the two rows of shelves, Clark felt as if he had walked into the slit of hell. Countless pairs of ghost hands were beckoning to him, but it was actually a wide aisle, but he felt like walking on a tightrope. difficult.

When he came to the shopkeeper who was chatting with a clerk in red, Clark's face was already pale and his body was sweating.

"Welcome to our store. Do you have any needs for this store?" The shopkeeper didn't laugh when he saw Clark's appearance, and introduced himself in a gentle manner, "My name is Li Jiahong."

"I..." Clark was at a loss for words for a moment, and he even forgot to think. At the same time, for some reason, the red-clothed clerk who was laughing at each other with the shopkeeper suddenly became serious after seeing him for the first time. The look in his eyes made him feel as if he would be eliminated at any moment.

"Hehe, don't worry, the people who come to our store are all people who have encountered difficulties." Li Jiahong smiled and said patiently, "Wei Jiang, Lao Li, and Xiao Ting, you all go down first. I'll be here to receive the guests."

The red, black, and white clerks nodded and left separately.

When the three clerks left and the feeling of being surrounded and staring was gone, Clark felt a little more relaxed, and gradually began to regain his rationality of thinking.

"What kind of store is this?" Clark said in broken Chinese.

Li Jiahong smiled and explained: "As you can see, items that are considered taboo in the human world are sold here. Although taboo, but in the face of danger, the risk can be ignored. Our small shop is selling these 'consecration props' Yes, Mr. Clark should know what 'consecration' is."

"You know my name!?" Clark was startled.

"You are still very famous, Mr. Clark." Li Jiahong said with a smile, "I have read your academic papers, which are very forward-looking and in-depth."

Hearing this, Clark's heart suddenly burst, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he stepped forward and held Li Jiahong's hand, "Help me, help me, I don't know what's wrong with me now, I'm trapped In an ancient castle in the cold winter... there are dangerous monsters chasing me, and...someone is waiting for me to rescue... Since you know me, please take me out of that dangerous castle. "

Clark let go of his guard all of a sudden, begging bitterly.

(End of this chapter)