Feng Zhizhidao pinched his chin and said, "Exchanging memory for power? That's interesting."

Sisili promptly reminded: "Actually, it's not all a good thing. For people who don't know the Forgotten Tavern, this is actually a very dangerous place, and people may even die in reality.

It is too easy to exchange unnecessary memories for power. Many people only forget a small amount of memories at first. After gaining the benefits, they choose to forget more memories and gradually become immersed in the pleasure of gaining power. Forgetting

More and more memories.

At first, the forgotten memories were only insignificant, then they became slightly important memories, then important memories, and in the end, those people no longer remembered who they were, and eventually they forgot themselves too..."

After Sisili finished speaking, she continued: "But you don't have to worry too much. As long as you make certain preparations in advance and don't be so greedy, then this Forgotten Tavern is still a good opportunity location, which is equivalent to gaining some power without spending anything.

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Feng Zhizhi nodded slightly and opened the door of the Forgotten Tavern.

In fact, Feng Zhishi would never give up his memory in exchange for power. After all, every memory is very precious to him, and memory damage may also damage his foundation.

It is a very stupid thing to abandon one's own foundation for some petty profits.

But having said that, although he would not trade his memory for power, he was curious about this tavern, so he chose to come in and visit it.

It was exactly the same as the scene in the Sinking Demon movie. The whole tavern looked very dim. There were black shadows on the surrounding tables that could not be seen clearly. It looked a bit noisy. In addition, he also smelled something that was not in the fantasy scene.

The aroma of fine wine.

The aroma of the wine is different. For example, there are two different bottles of wine on the table to the right of the door of the tavern. One bottle has a strong and pungent wine smell, and the other bottle has a slight cherry aroma.

Two black shadows picked up the drinks on the table. As they moved, the clearly visible wine glasses on the table turned into shadows.

It seems that as long as the objects touched by those black shadows will turn into black shadows.

Feng Wuzhi tried to get close to the table with these black shadows, but he seemed to have encountered an unknown obstacle and was unable to move forward.

Somewhat similar to those air walls outside the fog of a small town, the closer you get, the greater the resistance.

"Want a drink? Young human, it can make you forget all your worries."

Faintly, there was a strange and seductive whisper from the front of the road.

As Feng Zhi walked toward the bar, two drunken figures appeared in the passage. The two shadows were about to fall on Feng Zhi's body. However, when they came into contact with Feng Zhi's body, these two figures

The shadows passed through, and they seemed to have no entity.

Feng Zhidao frowned slightly.

He didn't feel any strange traces about these black shadows in the tavern.

After continuing to watch for a while and not seeing any problems, Feng Zhidao walked to the bar in front and sat down, and at the same time put the Nepenthes backpack he was carrying on a chair nearby.

Sisili flew out from the Red Bee Sword and looked around suspiciously.

Soon, the faceless bartender with green skin came over, and strange fluctuations appeared. A glass of wine appeared in the bartender's hand and was handed to Feng Zhishi, and then another glass of wine appeared and was handed to Qian.

Silly, that is, the red bee phantom in front.

Sisili asked doubtfully: "Huh? Do I also have a share?"

Following Sisili's words, the bartender in front nodded slightly.

Although his expression couldn't be seen, the bartender seemed to be smiling.

"Recall those memories you don't want. Drink this cup and you will forget those unpleasant or irrelevant memories and get a gift."

Although the bartender had no mouth on his face, he still made a clear sound.

Following the bartender's words, the black shadows in the tavern seemed to pause for a moment, and then suddenly became more noisy and noisy.

Sisili leaned in front of the drink, seeming to be thinking about which memory she should forget.

Feng Zhidou seemed to feel something, and took out a small pile of ashes from his pocket and placed it in the palm of his hand.

The ashes were left over from the map that spontaneously combusted not long ago. Because there were still faint weird traces left, he didn't throw them away.

Feng Shishi looked at the ashes in his hand and quickly discovered a few small pieces that were not completely burned. The next moment, these unburned parts continued to burn.

The scene after the Sinking Demon entered the tavern appeared again in Feng Zhi's eyes. It was the scene that seemed to be fast forwarded and edited in the middle.

The scene lasts for more than ten minutes, but in reality it is still only two short breaths.

Feng Zhizhi rubbed his forehead slightly and sighed: "So, is this a puzzle scene? It's really boring, but this scene is very good to me..."

Sisili on the side asked puzzledly: "Puzzle solving scene? What does it mean? Is there any problem here?"

Feng Zhizi picked up the wine glass on the table and smelled it: "It smells very much like wine, and it will probably taste very much like wine when you drink it, but this is not real wine."

The faceless bartender said: "If this isn't wine, what is it?"

Feng didn't know: "Jiuqu bar, or the raw material for making wine, drinking this cup can turn our memories into real wine."

Following Feng Zhishi's words, countless strange murmurs spread around, with the bartender as the center, and the appearance of the entire tavern changed drastically.

The surroundings are still filled with the aroma of wine, but this is no longer a normal wooden tavern, but a strange building made of some kind of dark green flesh.

Those black shadows have now turned into various alien races swaying around. Some tentacle-like things extend from the surrounding walls of flesh and blood, and are currently connected to the heads of these alien races. It seems to be extracting the memories of these alien races.

As for the faceless bartender who had just talked with Feng Shizi, he had now turned into an ugly frogman.

The frogman bartender said: "Welcome to the Forgotten Tavern, distinguished guest, do you want a memory drink, or... do you want to sell your memories?"

The frogman bartender pointed to a dark green tentacle next to him. It seemed that if he chose to sell his memory, it would be extracted by this dark green tentacle.

Feng didn't know: "Memory Drink Bar, is there any memory drink that can transform a single-headed ogre into a two-headed ogre?"

The frogman bartender said: "Of course, but this kind of drink is not cheap."

Feng Zhizhi nodded and said, "Okay, then bring the wine."

The frogman spread his hands and said: "Dear guest, in order to avoid the possibility of snatching drinks, please pay first when buying drinks."

Without the slightest embarrassment of being seen through, Feng wondered: "In that case, what does it cost to redeem this kind of drink, abyss points?"

The frogman bartender shook his head and said: "Abyss points are one of the basic currencies of the Endless Abyss, but they are not applicable to the Forgotten Tavern. You can exchange them through memories, abilities, or weird items."

Feng Zhi thought for a moment, picked up the "Totem Secret Spell: Fireball" and put it on the table and said, "Can I exchange this for it?"

The frogman bartender picked up the scroll and looked at it, shaking his head and saying, "It's not worth enough. In fact, you can use the Soul-Eating Eye on your left hand to pay for it. It's not a high level, but it's very pure. You can buy ten more copies."

Drinks of the same value, or the sword you brought, are even more valuable.

Of course, you can also choose to exchange memories, and many guests will choose to exchange memories for memory drinks."

After speaking, the ugly frogman bartender showed an ugly smile and waited for Feng Wenzhen to make a choice.

Feng Wenzhen thought about what he should exchange for it. Apart from this scroll, he really had nothing suitable for exchange.

So just give up?

Suddenly Feng didn't know what he thought of. Soon, a small ball of blood-colored halo condensed on his fingertips. As he continued to pull the blood-colored halo, it gradually grew larger and looked more solid.

In this way, after spending two hours, Feng Shishi extracted the blood curse from his body and formed a small blood ball.

According to the frogman bartender, the value of this curse was enough, and he didn't even spend the fireball scroll.
Chapter completed!