Speaking of which, the streets are full of corpses and monsters, but the residents here are full of life, knowing that the style of painting seems to be wrong anywhere, but they can just stick together.The living and the dead, magic and technology, there is only the unthinkable, and there is nothing that cannot be seen here.It's just that these things are so twisted and misshapen that even a tree grows tentacles to prey on passers-by.None of the beings on the road can communicate, but Superman's super hearing can still come in handy, because no matter what hell the entertainment place is, there will always be music.Following the cacophony of a broken gong, Clark led the two to a basement that didn't have a sign, but it was supposed to look like a bar-like place, because there were a lot of monsters staggering out of it, as if they had drunk too much.However, when the three of them walked down, they realized that it was more like a slaughterhouse, with a huge ball of meat in a fence under the dark light only by torches.It looks like a person with a pig's head tumor, or it may simply be a pig with a human head, a deformed body more than ten meters high, and a body full of colorful tubes.These pipes are connected to the faucet, and when a monster guest asks for a drink, the headless bartender in a white shirt and bow tie will unscrew one of the faucets and release a glass of blue pus, which appears to be the wine in this dimension."
Although I have never refused any narcotics in the past, I will not drink this wine."
Harley pouted, if she had hidden the fat monster behind the wall and couldn't see where the 'drink' came from, she might still want to have a drink.But now, after seeing cups of pus coming out of her belly on the rotting flesh covered with abscesses and mushrooms, she said that no matter how strong the wine was, she would not come."
I'll forget it, I'm not of legal drinking age."
Superman shook his head as well."
We're here to inquire about the news, not to bring you for a drink."
Su Ming didn't want to have a glass of 'strong fragrance' type bodily fluids, he squeezed through the dense crowd in the bar, walked through the flies and various freaks, and came to the bar.The bartender was wiping the table, and the rag in his hand was a dead baby with an umbilical cord attached, accompanied by a squeaky wet rubbing sound?
The little guy giggled.Deathstroke knocked the bar table with his knuckles backhand?
And the bartender stopped what he was doing, even though it had no head?
But I could feel a gaze fall on me."
Dude?
I'm looking for a woman. ”Su Ming said so."
Who isn't?
We all need a couple of women. ”The bartender who has no head and no mouth, but can still speak?
He spoke standard Hawaiian English: "Welcome, outsiders?"
Coming to the land of madness and unfettered?
A realistic paradise in dreams. ”"Is this a metaphor?
Or is it "Su Ming asked tentatively."
Do you want wine?"
The bartender said from the bar: "A place has a local rule, and we have the truth here?"
But in search of the truth?
There is a price to pay. ”Su Ming smiled, he sat on the bar stool wrapped in human skin, and in the midst of the noise, he raised his voice a little: "Oh?
I'm starting to like you guys here, what is the currency in this dimension?
”"What do you think we need?
We are carefree every day. ”The cup in the hands of the headless bartender has eerily hardened?
It picked up a dead baby and stuffed it into the cup, and wiped it carefully: "Everything can be paid for?"
But is there any value, and how much?
It's all up to me. ”Both of Deathbell's arms were on the bar, and Hallie and Superman sat beside him.Under a faint light source with torches shaking?
He crossed his hands?
Supporting your head with the back of your hand?"
I see," he said, "The Land of Dreams is full of unfinished stories and poems, and that is the most precious treasure for them.And in the corresponding nightmare, what you want is a puzzle with no answer, a puzzle that can make you worry and worry, and lose your hair one by one. ”Hallie crossed Erlang's legs on the side, turned around and leaned against the bar, looked at the dance floor where the demons were dancing, and laughed loudly: "You bartender also gave too many hints, first said that the truth is not worth anything, and then mentioned that everyone is carefree, who do you look down on when you give so many hints?"
”"Oh, my bad, but the riddle about how many hairs I have is no longer valid, and he used this to pay for the drink when the last outsider arrived."
The bartender put the polished cup from his neck into his chest cavity and said with some emotion: "That's really a perfect man, chaotic, dark, mysterious, personable, full of temptation." ”Su Ming laughed in the faint light, like the flow of cold wind: "Lucifer does have a fatal attraction to all kinds of creatures, but he doesn't like headless corpses, you will not have results, without a head you are equivalent to seven holes less at a time, and you are not competitive at all." ”The bartender was stunned for a moment, trembling a little sadly, put his hand in from his neck, took out the cup, turned around and put a glass of wine for himself, and poured it into his chest: "It turns out that he is Lucifer, it turns out that he left in a hurry for this reason, but if you solve this mystery, you must compensate me for another." ”"What?
Are you still unreasonable?
”Superman's fist slammed into the bar, and the headless bartender began to scrub his glass again, shrugging indifferently: "You can go out and see, does this seem like a place to reason?"
I guessed what you're trying to do, and if you want to know the truth, you'll have to play by the rules here. ”"Then you also answer my question, won't it be settled?"
Su Ming pressed the shoulder of Little Superman and signaled him to be calm, maybe only this bartender in this city is real, and those monsters on the streets outside are just dreams.Who exactly is a headless bartender?
An old incarnation?
Or what surrogate to say?
Su Ming didn't want to know, delving too deep into these secrets would only cause trouble."
Sorry, we're only in here."
The bartender's voice sounded like he was laughing and crying: "Deal?
Or leave?
”Deathstroke shook his head, he took off the cigarette in his mouth, and flicked it on the side: "Okay, then you are ready, it is not too easy to want a riddle without an answer, please listen to the question."
The first question is, when will the Celestial Empire men's football team win the World Cup?
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”"It's really a mystery."
The bartender thought for a moment and had to admit that there was no answer to it.Su Ming smiled lightly and stuffed the cigarette back into his mouth: "Question 2, if you set up a sign at the door of your bar that says that guide dogs are not allowed to enter, then is this for dogs or blind people?"
”"Hehe, deal, very standard unsolvable mystery."
The bartender accepted the 'reward' with some emotion, turned his hand and left the bar shop: "I know that the man you are looking for has gone there, follow the blind man and the dog, close your eyes, and the dream will send you to meet." ”