Chapter 63
In the central area of ​​Thunder Dragon King's capital, Lin Zhi and Little Bones were walking on the bustling streets.

Compared with the surrounding area of ​​the capital, the buildings here are much more luxurious.

Three or four-story Gothic-like buildings rise from the ground, with towering spires on the top of the building, and a solid outer wall structure built brick by brick.

A large window with a wooden window frame is designed on the wall. When the window is opened, the unclosed gray curtains will come out of the window and sway in the wind.

On the first floor of the building, there are mostly shops and restaurants with wide-open doors, and there are also dark spaces separated by small wooden doors.

The small wooden door is hollow up and down, leaving only the middle part, so through the faint light, you can see the big men sitting together drinking together in threes and fives.

Noisy voices emanate from it, becoming an important part of the lively atmosphere of the bustling street.

Outside these shops and restaurants, there is a whole street full of vendors.

From fruit biscuits to blacksmithing, the sound of yelling and clanging irons spread throughout the street.

Because of the use of additional force on foreign objects such as tools and weapons, no matter in terms of architectural style or weapon manufacturing, other races in this world are far less developed than the newly emerging human race.

Even the demon king's castle of the demon race and the sky garden of the spirit race were built by hired human design masters.

It is easy for those demons to devour a luxurious building, but it is really too difficult for them to build a fine and luxurious castle!

"Hey buddy, do you see, two undead bones!"

Beside the street, a fruit vendor picked up an oval-shaped red fruit and threw it to the vendor who opened a barbecue stall next door. He looked at Lin Zhi and Xiao Gu, two undead bones, one big and one small, in amazement.

"Do you need to say that, who in this street is not paying attention to them?" The owner of the barbecue stall took the fruit, took a big bite with his mouth without washing it.

This is a middle-aged man in cloth clothes.

Although the job of grilling meat is relatively tiring, his hairstyle is neat and neat, and his body also maintains a very high degree of neatness.

No matter which human kingdom you are in, as long as you are in the capital, everyone including the punks must maintain a good appearance, otherwise you will be expelled by the royal guards!
"So sweet!"

The owner of the barbecue stand took out a golden-roasted chicken wing from the grill, and raised his hand to the vendor at the fruit stand.

The vendor at the fruit stand took the chicken wings and gnawed them with relish: "It's really delicious."

On the street, Lin Zhi let the little bones run around, as if they were free-range.

As the barbecue stand owner said, now he and Xiaoguo have become the most beautiful bones on the street.

Whether it was a gangster wandering in the dark alleyway, or a vendor setting up a stall for business, or a stop-and-go resident, or a nobleman dressed gorgeously, they all looked at them with amazed eyes.

They are not adventurers traveling north and south, nor are they knights who maintain the stability of various places. Naturally, the number of times they have seen the Undead Bone Race with their own eyes is naturally very limited.

After all, it is not some undead bone race who dare to walk on the streets of the human race like Lin Zhi.

In particular, there is also a juvenile undead bone clan with high cultivation value!

"It's strange, have you ever seen someone from the Undead Bone Race with your own eyes? Can you tell me why there is a faint blue flame burning in that big eye socket?"

"Hurry up and inform other people to come, there are undead bones appearing on the 5th street of Wangdu!"

"What are the guards doing? Why don't you clean up these disgusting things?!"

……

Lin Zhi walked in the center of the street on his own, paying more attention to the architectural style of the human race.

Looking at the buildings that are very similar to the medieval European style on Earth, he couldn't help but sigh, even in two different worlds, the human race's aesthetic pace is basically the same.

As for those human races who whispered BB...

It is best not to disturb each other.

Ding ding ding.

Suddenly, the small wooden door of the street tavern was pushed open, and the bells hanging on it made a sound of silver bells colliding.

"Dead drunkard, if you don't have money and want to keep your face on your face, you really think we have nothing to do with you, right?"

Two burly human men walked out of the tavern with a drunk man shouting "I'm not drunk, I can still drink". They looked at each other and threw the drunk man on the street.

"Be careful when you come next time, if you dare to drink, we won't mind breaking your legs!"

The two big men clapped their hands and walked back to the tavern after a bah.

Ding ding ding.

The bell on the wooden door rang again.

Da da?

The crisp sound immediately attracted the little bone, and the little guy didn't care about the eyes of the surrounding humans, trotted all the way, reached out and gently pushed the wooden door of the tavern.

ding ding.

With the opening of the small wooden door, the sunlight outside the house shone on the little bone, and then elongated its small shadow, spreading into the depths of the tavern.

The noisy tavern immediately fell silent.

Half-drunk alcoholics slam their wooden jugs on the tables.

What they like most is to hide in the tavern where the light does not shine during the day, and the dark light brings an excellent atmosphere, and they drink freely.

The drunkard was thrown out just now, and the light was let in once, and finally the light dimmed again, before the raised wine glass was drunk, the small wooden door was pushed open again, and the light came in again.

This made them irritable who couldn't enjoy themselves.

"Huh? Immortals?!" A muscular man stood up from the table.

Immediately afterwards, "whoosh, whoosh," all the big guys who were drinking here stood up.

"It's still a baby, hehehe, it will make a lot of money now. If you catch it and sell it, it will be worth the money for drinks for a long time."

"Have we been blessed by the Protoss when we went out today? There is such a pleasant good luck!"

As if they were looking at a priceless treasure, the big guys approached the little bone unsteadily.

"Hey! Get out of here if you want to fight, I have already been questioned by the guards twice this month!" A young woman yelled at the counter of the tavern.

It is expressly stipulated in the royal capital that residents are not allowed to fight, especially with legal aliens from other places.

Once a fight is caught by the guards, at least a seven-day detention.

These drunks were drunk and irrational, so she deliberately emphasized the word "guard".

However, how can the drunks who only see the "sparkling" little skull understand the meaning of her words?
They walked slowly to the little bone that stood there blankly, not knowing what had happened, and surrounded it.

In front of the tavern, Lin Zhi was sitting by the barbecue stand, under the gaze of the owner of the barbecue stand with wide-eyed eyes, he grabbed a roasted meat leg that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and sent it to the jawbone that was leaking everywhere.

tear.

He tore off a piece of roast meat, absorbed it into his body, tasted it, and shook his head slightly disappointed.

There is no cumin in this professional barbecue stand in another world!

Will Lin Zhi worry about the safety of Little Bones?

the answer is negative.

Among the drunkards who surrounded the little bones, the strongest ones were only at the elementary level.

With such a lineup, it is impossible to defeat the little bone who is extremely difficult to die and has extremely high combat talent!
Da da da?
In front of the tavern, Little Bones, who felt the other party's malice, tilted his head and thought for a while, then bowed slightly to the oncoming human race, and took the initiative to move his head forward.

Rake said, to be polite, to let the other party do it first when they don't know the situation, so that there is a good reason to cast a curse!
 Thank you Fatty Shenjie for your reward~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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