To be honest, Kahn is also very curious, such as how to work for several consecutive years without precautions. There is an accident in everything, and it is not easy to do this.

"We won't go, that's where only single dogs go." Kahn didn't know how to explain, so he pulled Kasha into the tavern.

The lights in the tavern were dim, and several candles of different heights stood on each table, dyeing the space in the tavern in a warm yellow tone.

But despite this, it was still a little too dark, and Kahn struggled to find a seat inside with no one.

"No, no, no, there is no one in that seat. Let's take a few big mouthfuls, hahaha, I'm used to saying that."

An old man with one-legged greeted them warmly, and Kahn took Kasha to sit down.

The big boots were hung on the beam, and Kahn took two of them and placed them in front of him and Katha. The carved lines on the table were the top view of the ships, and the candles were placed on the deck.

Before he could sit down, the old man said in a vicissitudes of voice: "I have seen shipwrecks. When I was as young as you, I experienced it once, called the Snake. The ship sank in the Sawtooth Strait, and only I survived. If you buy me a drink, I will talk to you."

There was an self-evident empty wine glass in front of him.

"Aren't you rich yourself?" Kasha pointed at a golden sirloin in his hand.

"This?" the old man glanced at it and said seriously: "This gold coin cannot be moved. This is my lucky siren coins, which are used to pay tithes. If you don't pay tithes, the sea will be burning and the mountains will be shaken~ You have all heard of it."

Kasha could feel that the other party was about to tell some interesting stories, but at this time a loud voice of impatient interrupted him. It turned out that she was the owner of the tavern. She came over with a large pot of wine to pour wine for the two of them.

"Lals, are you cheating on food and drink again? When will you pay back the debt you owe me?" The boss and aunt were not polite to him at all, and they were a little embarrassed when they spoke.

"Let me settle down." The one-legged old man named Lars muttered without confidence.

"I said I would settle down every day, but I saw you come to my place to drink wine every day. It would be great to spend this time finding some work. If I were like this, I wouldn't treat you here."

"Okay... OK..." Lars smiled awkwardly. The boss said this every time, but never really took action.

He knew that this was a good person with a sharp tongue and a stingy heart.

Now, he looked at Kahn, and Kahn noticed his gaze.

Obviously, if Kahn didn't treat him, Lars wouldn't plan to waste time on them.

Seeing that Kahn became interested in Lars' story, he said to the boss: "Boss, I'll treat him and pour him a glass of wine."

Listening to stories and drinking is also a good way to spend time, and changing a glass of wine to another story is not expensive. Planck left so much money for them to spend money on them.

"Boss, give us a lot of wine. This is the good girl. As the saying goes, there are a lot of stories, don't go back without getting drunk. Let my friends pay."

When Lars laughed at the sound of having sex, he chuckled, rubbed his butt on the chair, and then found a comfortable position.

"I made it for you again." After the boss muttered the wine, Lars muttered and took a big sip of wine, and sighed: "Wine is such a good thing, it's really..."

His turbid eyes wandered, as if he was looking back at the memory: "I want to say first, this is Bilgewater. Even the bedtime story is a bit terrifying. Don't be scared by the little girl."

"You can't scare me, I see many terrible things." Kasha responded, then imitated him, moved the chair to Kahn, leaned comfortably on his shoulder, and listened to the story intently...

Lars said in a vicissitudes of life: "It's almost thirty years. We just came back from hunting. I forgot to say that I used to be a harpooner, the one with the best accurate head in the slaughter fleet. We hunted an axe-finned behemoth that time..."

Lars talked about Bilgewater's horror legend. Kahn and Kasha actually said this, but he was just telling it straightforward at the time. Lars's storytelling technique is indeed the first person, which sounds more subtle and more interesting.

Ghost stories are exciting to listen to in the first person.

He first talked about the story of the Abyss Titans. The captain did not pay tithes, which led to the Titans approaching them and sinking the Snake. He was the only one who survived.

The ship sank, and Lars was trapped on the reefs of the Sawtooth Strait for three days and three nights until he met the Tide Hailing. He was frightened and swam back to the shore desperately, but was still harassed by Hailing with pranks.

But one day the sea spirit disappeared, leaving him a golden sirens. Lars discovered that the golden sirens was the gold coin that the captain had dropped the sea tithe and paid the tithe, and was shocked and sweated.

It turned out that he had blamed the captain for his mistake. It was not that he did not pay taxes, but was intercepted by the Tide Sea Spirit. The Deep Sea Titans did not receive the money, so they sank their ship and killed everyone.

Rars did not throw away this gold coin, but kept it on his body as a lucky siren coin, which is the one in his hand now.

Good guy, no one expected that the story of Lars was a TV series, and this lucky siren coin appeared again in the story of King of the River.

I really don’t know how strong his life is. He actually encountered three terrifying originals one after another and could survive until now.

The King of the River then found Lars, who had nothing, and tricked him into using the Golden Siren left by the Sea Spirit to gamble, saying that this would make money quickly.

At the beginning, Lars had good luck in gambling and made great profits, but no one had ever gained the advantage in the devil's mouth. When Lars lost only this lucky siren coin, he finally realized that he would no longer trade with the devil.

But it was still too late. His legs were lost during that time and sold to Tam for food.

After talking three stories in a row, Lars was so drunk that he couldn't speak clearly. Then his boss was kicked out of the tavern and staggered back to his clean house.

I have to say that he has the best storytelling ability, and Kasha's emotions were mobilized by him, and he unknowingly grabbed Kahn's hand. Even after the end, he was still a little unsatisfied.

"In fact, there is another horror legend that has not been used." Kahn said meaningfully.

"I won't say it anymore. If I continue, I won't dare to sleep alone at night." Kasha looked at him with a drunken eye. Actually, this was a joke because she didn't sleep alone. Then she said, "Do we go to the slaughtering pier?"
Chapter completed!