While narrating his past in a gentle voice, Jiang Jinjiu fell into a mood that is sometimes sad and sometimes nostalgic: "My father died from the re-occurrence of his old injury. Later, I have also traveled a lot, finally stop my wandering life in south hill city and stay here for many years. In the last days of my father's life, this set of Kungfu was the only spiritual pillar that could give him relief, and it was the most precious gift he left me."
"To practice Chiang Chin Chiu Magic Power, I need to drink a large amount of liquor, the essence of grain. By drinking, I can digest and absorb a great number of energy produced by grain. On the other hand, it could also speed up my blood circulation. What's more, I can also take a special means to stimulate my brain through alcohol, in order to hone my spirit."
"No wonder Bro Jiang wants to open a bar and brew liquor yourself." This is an eye-opening story to Fang Tang, especially the cultivation method of this Kungfu.
"About this Kungfu, the more your master, the higher the requirements for liquor.Nowadays, my body can hardly be fully stimulated by general liquors, which is why I only make a little progress in recent years. All I can do is to accumulate slowly so as to break through the stage I'm at. Unexpectedly, the spirit soaked with magical beast python's gall and the dwarf's liquor are quite different from the liquors I used to drink. The stimulus, generated by these two liquors, is completely new to my body, which helps me break through the bottleneck."
One can cure illnesses with food, the other can master the great Kungfu through drinking liquors. Fang Tang feels this two people team can be renamed as "Food and Liquor Adventure Group"
Having sated, Fang Tang did not forget his goal of collecting Walking Mushroom. He drew an image of it on the paper.
Warren, who often goes into the forest to hunt, said that he had not seen such a monster. After listening to Fang Tang's description, old Morgan remembered that his dwarf friend once mentioned a cave monster mushroom that secreted paralytic toxins through its hyphae. That mushroom is not a magical beast, but a monster plant.
Having heard that Fang Tang and Jiang Jinjiu had to go to the underground cave to collect this kind of monster plant, old Morgan was really shocked by the spirit of these two people. He didn't understand why would they risk their lives for food.
"The monsters in the underground caves are far more dangerous than those in the forest. Although master Kratos is a glory warrior, there is no guarantee that he won't encounter more horrible magical beasts, monster plants, or a large number chthonian insects"
Out of a good intention, Fang Tang didn't tell old Morgan that even if insects could be cooked into a delicious dish, because this might make the old village chief piss on his pants. Having had walking mushrooms, Sarman python and spiked crabs, Fang Tang gets more and more interested in the ingredients of this plane.
Perhaps its because the environment is better here, or because the ingredients are growing in an unpolluted wild field, the dishes cooked with Olund ingredients have a very unique flavor and a more distinctive taste.
Yes, distinctive. Not only your tongue can enjoy this splendid taste, your whole body and mind are also totally soaked in the hot spring of this excellent flavor.
It might be the reason that the locals are more devout in their beliefs, or they have never eaten anything good in the past, the "faith in food" points from them are 3 times higher than that of the people living on the earth.
"I would suggest you go to mercenary union and hire some mercenaries to go to the underground cave with you. Those with good stealth detection ability are really necessary and important for you in the exploration of underground caves. As for those with divine class, you can think about hiring a Druid who is familiar with the underground environment. But one warrior is not enough, to safeguard the priest, there should be at least two warriors with divine class. In that way, they can effectively cooperate and prevent priests from being attacked."
Old Morgan was a soldier when he was young, then turned into a mercenary after leaving the army and participated in quite a few expeditions, which helped him gain a lot of experience. Fang Tang nodded with agreement after hearing Morgan's suggestion. As is said, elders are treasures.
"The nearest mercenary union is in the town of Venoa, so you can go there and hire the ones you want. At the same time, you can take Sarman's head and skin there and sell them for money. This is also an efficient way to let the traders, who didn't dare to come here because of Sarman, know that our town is safe now."
No wonder this old man was so kind-hearted, it turned out he had his own plan.
"You told us that you didn't want to buy things from Venoa, may I know why?" Fang Tang remembered that while they were collecting Wulie Grass before, the villager chief told them try to avoid Venoa town. And he looked weird when mentioned this name.
"Reverend Roy just arrived here, so there are some things you don't know. Eill Village is originally one of the domains of Baron Venoa, and our villagers are ruled by Lord Baron."
The old village chief took a sip of liquor and continued with a long sigh, "Ten years ago, a mage came to the misty forest looking for the legendary Elves' Treasure."
"Elves' Treasure?" Fang Tang suddenly got very hyped after hearing "treasure", the adventure elements that are delighted to be heard and seen.
"There were many legends about treasures, and they only existed in those legends. In the past, the misty forest was not a human territory, but a tribe belonging to the elves. In the War of Dawn, the elves were defeated. After renewing the covenant with humans, most of the elves left the forest in which they lived. It is said that only the Silver Moon Forest on the northern shore of the Sea of Fallen Stars and the Supreme Forest on the south land of Olund still belong to the Elves."
"And it is also said that each forest, the elves tribe once lived, has a treasure in it. That treasure was hidden there by the elves when they left, and they would take it out when they return to the forest they originally belonged to."
"Are there really some hidden treasures?"
"No idea. It is said that someone once dug out the treasures left by the Elves in a forest, and that's why there was a fever for exploring treasures in the forest 50 years ago. At that time, our town was bustling with excitement. Each day, there were adventurers of all kinds coming from afar and dreamed of getting rich overnight. But 10 years past, they didn't find anything. Gradually, this treasure fever faded, and people started to believe that not all elves' tribes would bury treasures."
"What I was talking about before?" It was easy to forget what you were talking when people stopped you with a question. Being reminded by Fang Tang, the old village chief went back to the chatting about the mage who came to the misty forest ten years ago.
"Before the mage came, although the misty forest was foggy, it was not as bad as it is now. That mage had a bad temper. When bron Venoa knew that a mage had come here, he was very glad and send someone to pay a visit, but that person was killed by the mage."
"Of course, Baron Venoa couldn't bear this kind of provocative behavior. He hired two warlocks at high prices, together with his knights and soldiers, to arrest the mage, and they were all killed as well."
"Having realized how powerful and strong that mage was, baron Venoa was frightened, he and his family fled to Flane City at night. And that mage was trapped in misty forest after he occupied it. When Venoa knew that, he came back in half year. But he and his men never dared to approach the misty forest or come to Eill Village."
"Certainly, this is a good thing for us, because the tax officer did not dare to come to our village to collect taxes, and we no longer have to serve in the army and do labour work in Venoa. But we have also become the people beyond the legal protection of baron's territory. People in that town hate us, and people in other towns envy us. Except the misty forest, we dare not to go anywhere else because no one would stand out to protect us if we are robbed or even killed.
Outside the window, the shadows of forests were mapped on the ground by moonlight. Looking at that, Fang Tang considered himself lucky that he didn't meet that weird-tempered mage when he walked out of the forest.
"In this case, would there be people from the mercenary union that are willingly to explore the misty forest with us?"
"It's hard to say, we haven't seen that mage for many years. All he would do now is to send a golem to the village or the town buying things for him so that we know he is still alive. But he never killed anyone ever since."
Fang Tang thought a while and accepted the advice of the old village chief of hiring some helpers. He decided to leave for Venoa town tomorrow.