Carefree Path Of Dreams Chapter 1140

Chapter 1140: Fis.h.i.+ng

Even though the sign had not changed, after Fang Yuan settled in, the store was naturally not selling any of those ordinary commodities like it did in the past.

The current store, in the words of the young man, was indeed really cool! There was a ma.s.sive goat head suspended in the center of the store, and the gla.s.s jars on the shelves were full of all sorts of unknown liquids and emitting colorful l.u.s.ters.

Within the gla.s.s counters, there were even more peculiar items.

Fang Yuan stood up and introduced his products one by one.

“Four-leaf Clover Charm! Said to bring good fortune!

“Toad eyeb.a.l.l.s, air-dried bat wings, and an unusual cursed silver knife…

“What do you think?”

“Too… awesome!” The young man nodded fiercely. People at this age were the most rebellious. When they saw deviant styles and objects, they felt that these items were very tasteful.

As for trouble?

Haha… The Carls Federation did not have any laws restricting this area. In fact, there even seemed to be a trend for these dark items recently. An increasing number of young people were into non-mainstream elements like skull necklaces, black eye sockets, and so on.

In comparison, these were nothing significant.

“What does this rope do?” The young man walked one round before stopping in front of a rope.

“This is a knot braided using marsh marigold herb. I used a huge sum of money to exchange for it from one of the aboriginal tribes of the Black Continent. You should know how ignorant those aboriginal tribes are. They don't even have their own language, so they record important matters using knots… Do you want to purchase one? Who knows it has a mysterious ritual recorded within it? I will only charge you three silver sols.” Fang Yuan's voice gradually became softer.

“No… I just thought it was an ordinary knotted rope…” The young man stared at Fang Yuan suspiciously, like he was looking at a profiteer. “You actually want to sell this to me for three silver sols? With the Black Iron G.o.d as my witness, I can purchase a cart full of ropes like this with three silver sols!”

“I'm merely suggesting!” Fang Yuan shrugged, regained his lazy expression, sat down, and continued reading a book.

“A book? There are books here?”

The young man walked to a bookshelf and looked at the sporadic books all over the place.

Morigu stared fiercely at the boy before turning to another side to sweep.

“Your maid is really pretty! Where did you hire her from?”

The young man stared at Morigu's outstanding b.u.t.t as he swallowed his saliva.

“I randomly found her…” Fang Yuan smiled. “So, young man, have you finished choosing?”

“No hurry! Hold on!” the young man responded without sincerity. Suddenly, he grabbed a large book.

This book was as thick as a dictionary, and the cover was blood red. The dried, yellow pages were even stained with some drops of blood. It was clearly an antique.

“Voodoo Rituals… Young man, you have great judgment!” Fang Yuan feigned amazement. “This is one of the few rare collections in my store! It only costs one gold punk!”

“Why don't you just rob someone?” When the young man heard this, he immediately threw the book back onto the shelf.

“Would robbing earn me money as fast as this?” Fang Yuan shrugged, acting nonchalant.

“Tsk tsk… tsk tsk…”

Just as the young man was leaving, he seemed to hear something coming from 'Voodoo Rituals'.

He suddenly felt slightly dizzy, as if he had double vision. He shook his head.

He inadvertently saw Morigu's back, and it seemed she was overlapping with some plant, making him jump.

He hurriedly rubbed his eyes and looked back again, but nothing was different from usual.

d.a.m.n it! What the h.e.l.l is going on?

Although he immediately wanted to leave this unscrupulous store, this young man could not help it as he stepped forward, picked up Voodoo Rituals, and flipped to the first page:

“When lightning surges and thunder erupts,

grant me peace and protect my valor.

When lightning erupts and thunder surges,

light from the evening prayer set my mind at rest.

Go away, evil spirit, leave along with thou…”

“This is a protection incantation. Below are the required tools for the ritual: stewing pot, black snake, wasp, toad, bedbug…”

Smack!

The next moment, the book snapped shut.

The young man felt irritated as he looked up and saw Fang Yuan with a golden watch, looking at the time. “My apologies… The books are only free to read for five minutes!”

“I'll buy it, but one gold punk is seriously too expensive!” The young man tried to bargain.

This feeling of blood connection made him reluctant to give it up.

“No way! I'm a businessman, and a businessman must stand by the marked price!” Fang Yuan shook his head.

“Then… can you reserve it for me for a while?” the young man asked.

“No problem!” Fang Yuan agreed happily this time. “Your name?”

“Simon! My name is Simon!” the young man hurriedly replied, realizing he had yet to introduce himself.

“All right, Mr. Simon, I will give you seven days to raise the money. If you come back within seven days, you can bring this away with one gold punk. But after seven days, I can't guarantee anything…”

Fang Yuan placed Voodoo Rituals back on the shelf and showed him to the door.

“All right!” Simon left the store reluctantly, and his heart was br.i.m.m.i.n.g with a strange feeling. “That book… just what was going on?”

Suddenly, he was shocked to find that he could not forget the page that he read from the book. It seemed to be imprinted deeply into his brain.

Morigu looked at Simon's back and said to Fang Yuan, “Mister, I saw something bad in his eyes. I doubt he will fulfill his promise faithfully! If he comes back at night, can I dispose of him?”

“Dispose of him? Why?” Fang Yuan revealed a mysterious smile. “Since his desire for the occult is so strong, it's only right for me to fulfill his wish…”

In reality, the so-called Voodoo Rituals was basically something he had fabricated.

However, although the book was fake, the incantations and rituals in it were real and extremely effective.

Simon was undoubtedly someone with a decent apt.i.tude.

At the thought of this, he felt even more delighted as he sat back in his chair and enjoyed his hot cocoa.

Beside the cake, there was a shrunken version of the Book of Flesh. The large eye on the cover seemed to blink once.

“Very good. Omar indeed has some followers in this world…” Fang Yuan smiled. “Because of the Book of Flesh's attraction, they will draw closer to Kimbert City. The future is bound to be very interesting…”

“I don't understand! Mister, they're merely some followers that I'm willing to dispose of for you!” Morigu was puzzled. To her, those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds were definitely not worthy enough for her almighty master to act!

An adult Uyguklai was considered extremely powerful among all the followers of the Outer G.o.ds. As long as they did not meet a genuine progeny of an Outer G.o.d like that Eye of Darkness, they could easily run amuck on a planet.

But for some reason, her master continued to watch more darkness invading Kimbert City and yet chose to do nothing.

“Morigu, ah… In the future, besides doing housework, you have to learn how to fis.h.!.+” Fang Yuan said meaningfully, “You have to learn how to enjoy the fun of fis.h.i.+ng!”

In just an afternoon, Fang Yuan welcomed many more customers.

The majority of them were either scared off by the strange items or the high prices, but a few cautiously purchased some items, all of which were casually made by Fang Yuan.

Even though they were small items, they suited the customers' individualistic natures, so they were incredibly appealing.

At night, a blonde, freckled youngster entered the store.

“Welcome, Little Mister!” Fang Yuan smiled in welcome. “This is our second meeting!”

“Second?” the freckled youngster asked doubtfully.

“The first time we met was during the morning exhibition. Are you very interested in Vincent?” Fang Yuan stared excitedly at this fellow that was reluctantly considered a big fish. Fang Yuan could clearly sense a trace of destiny on him. “You can call me Andy!”

“I-I am Nietzsche!” The blonde boy bowed slightly awkwardly. “I'm very pleased to meet you again. I am quite interested in those legendary mysteries, and people around me have been saying that your store has some really… eccentric items!”

Nietzsche was not that shameless. When he said the last words, his face turned slightly red.

“They are indeed eccentric to ordinary people!” Fang Yuan continued in a mysterious tone, “So… are you ready to step into the extraordinary world?”

“What? Extraordinaries really exist?” Nietzsche's eyes lit up like when he saw Vincent earlier.

“Of course… Otherwise, where do you think my items came from?”

Fang Yuan lifted a gla.s.s jar with a dried-up purple human hand. “Kappa Hand! Legend has it that it brings bad luck!

“A mysterious amulet from the Yellow Continent! It is said that igniting it will produce a bizarre energy!

“And this is a local product, the Sun Protective Talisman. I like the very unique design of the sun! Even if it doesn't have any extraordinary power, it's still a work of art…” At the end, he was holding a golden figure. “This only cost five gold punks! It can't get any cheaper than this!”

“Oh… I can't afford a single item here!” Nietzsche grinned as he emptied his pockets only to reveal a few pathetic coppers.

“Okay…” Fang Yuan sighed disappointingly as he placed the items back. After pondering for a bit, he picked up a small bottle. “Kid, your sincerity has touched me. I believe this is most suitable for you… Spirit Awakening Water! It's a potion concocted by a wizard. Using it to wash your eyes gives you a certain probability of becoming able to see extraordinary things!”

“Thank you, Mister!” Nietzsche gratefully reached into his pockets and handed everything he had over to Fang Yuan before leaving with the bottle.

Fang Yuan tossed the coppers into the loose change cabinet. “Morigu, remember to add some more plain water…”