.Nine, Holidays in Tijuanaco

"Alas, the vast majority of cities before the Industrial Age, except for a few magnificent palaces and temples, were indeed composed of endless slums..."

Stepping on the muddy land of sewage, standing among the bustling vendors, looking at the large area of ​​dilapidated buildings around them that were not so much houses as houses... Feili couldn't help but sigh at the correctness of the above sentence...

Like most young men who accompanied his girlfriend to the mall, his image was not as good as a dog. He was so tired that he almost stuck out his tongue like a dog. He was carrying three burlap bags in strange clothes with animal skin shawls, spider silk shirts and feather crowns in his right hand, and two leather bags filled with various jewelry and handicrafts in his left hand, and three or four silver collars carved with hideous ghost patterns hanging around his neck... The thing was so dead. Feili felt that even her shoulders had been crushed down, and she was about to turn into a giraffe.

As a magician, he should have had a hundred ways to carry these things, such as space bags, storage rings, suspension techniques, object shrinkage techniques... and so on. Unfortunately, Feili's storage rings are filled with the latest high-end jewelry, and there is no extra space left; and the space bag is connected to the "Maid Warrior" suit given by the Magic Goddess. If you want to use it, you have to change into the ridiculous maid outfit first.

As for those easy-to-use auxiliary spells... Well, because the "Good Morning Bite" was too intense this morning, the two female vampires rushed too quickly when they went out, so he didn't even have time to prepare for a spell. So, if he didn't consider the magic scrolls on him, Fei Li, a level 14 alchemist and magic goddess candidate, is actually no different from ordinary people at the moment...

In this way, poor Feili had to carry the increasingly heavy burden on her shoulders and backs like an old ox who was struggling with hard work, while nagging with grievance, step by step, following behind the two ladies with difficulty. Her new military uniform was tortured and wrinkled, and her boots were covered with mud. The dozen or so dark elf female warriors who were accompanying the guards had no intention of sharing worries for the chief. They only knew that they kept sneering and laughing, almost unable to stand straight.

In front of this pitiful porter, two handsome and beautiful beauties were walking. One of them was a heroic female warrior, wearing a pair of shiny black dragon leather boots. She wore a colorful dragon scale chain mail, holding a sharp spear made of dragon teeth in her hand, and she also repeatedly brutally hit the pedestrians in front of her with a spear rod. She cleared the congested road. The long fiery red shawl flew with the wind, showing infinite wildness and vitality.

Another female magician wearing monocle glasses looked even more dazzling than the cool female warrior: she was wearing a robe made of golden dragon skin and a cloak woven with gold thread. On one end of the brilliant gold, she also wore a delicate and delicate golden crown. A few hundred steps away, people could see the golden light shining all over her body, as if the gold powder could be shaken off at any time, just like a big golden wallet.

In addition, she was wearing a small golden parasol and a pair of hollowed-out golden silk sandals. Her slender toes and ankles were on the golden upper, and she looked white and red, spotless. In fact, these feet were not on the dirty mud. Instead, she was walking in the void like a ghost. She kept a distance of more than a foot from the ground... Well, she was a great arcane. Even though she was different from ordinary people, she had to use aerospace technique even when she was walking around the streets... Perhaps because the magic position was too rich. When wasting magic, she really didn't even blink!

The more magnificent a building is, the easier it is to underestimate the distance between itself and it.

The pier designed for reed rafts and canoes in Tijuanaco City naturally cannot stop the unrivaled supergiant ship like Xiangrui. Therefore, Feiri could only let the ship anchor in a deep water area about one mile from the shore. If you want to land in the city, you still need to transfer it through a small boat.

Looking from the porthole of the captain's room, the towering pyramids in the city of Tijuanaco seemed to stand on the beach by the lake. But when a group of idle people changed to a hand-row boat, they really went up the shore and saw that the pyramids that looked very close were actually all deep in the center of the city. From the dock, they had to walk through a large slum to get there.

No matter which country the slums are, they are basically the same, and the Incas are naturally no exception.

After leaving the spectacular bluestone pier, there were no stone roads, and the ground was paved with mud and gravel. Not to mention stone buildings on both sides of the road, there were not even a few normal wooden houses. Most of the houses looked like tents, and they were made up with sticks with oil cloth, mats, and bark.

On the muddy and dirty road, there were many clothes and ragged and skinny, as if they were skeletons, "floating". Only two black eyes that did not emit red light could show that they were living people rather than dead. The road was covered with black ashes, probably the traces of their burning firewood to escape the cold last night.

Since the arrival of the Giant Bear Legion, people with a little strength nearby went to the dock to row a sampan and carry large bags, helping to transport the supplies sent by the Xiangrui, and earn a meal. The remaining residents were either hungry or thieves... As a result, this group of seemingly weak violent elements ran by, and behind them were filled with fainting, disabled, and even dead greedy thieves and innocent passers-by, as well as traces of freezing, electric shock, fire, explosion and acid corrosion. In the end, it was probably because the attack magic was used too easily, and even the nearby garrison was alarmed and rushed over to interrogate.

However, this did not have any impact on their shopping plan, nor was it blackmailed or even thrown into a small black room. In this multiverse, it seems that as long as the yellow people live in, there is a fine tradition of treating friendly countries and slapping family slaves. The indigenous soldiers wearing cotton armor and cloth robes just came over. Seeing that Feili, Rebecca and Renee were all white-skinned "foreigners", they were shorter by themselves, and then looked at the casualties and wounded places, and were even more unfair. After Feili showed her identity and scolded her, she nodded and apologized without saying a word, and patted her chest to promise to "severely deal with these culprits who provoked relations between the two countries." She also allocated several personnel, and rushed forward and cleared the streets, so that these young citizens from Naserier enjoyed the spirit of the noble people's travel...

In this way, the group finally passed through the chaotic slum without any fear. When they were about to arrive under the pyramid, a large bustling shopping mall suddenly attracted the attention of the two female vampires. Especially when they noticed the weird-shaped handicrafts and brightly colored feather costumes, their eyes were so bright that they could compare to the cat's eyes in the middle of the night.

Then, Fili's nightmare finally began today.

According to legend, there is a universal formula in the multiverse: women ten shopping malls ten money?

There is obviously only one answer, that is, women’s favorites. Men’s nightmares are harder to quit than taking drugs, and are stronger than small advertisements. The most extensive natural hobbies exist in the hearts of females of any race--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

From 8 am to 3 pm, the two female vampires who hate the sun the most fought for seven hours while wearing the big sun, and they are still happy!

However, although these two ladies bought this and then fell in love with that one, and they were happily fighting. But according to Fili's opinion, to be honest, Tijuanaco City is not a good place for fashionable women to go shopping.

This large city is said to have a population of 150,000. Although it covers a large area, the planned commercial area is very small. It is located on the edge of the slums, with low-lying and humid terrain. It is crowded with mosquitoes and flies, and there is no difference between common areas and VIP areas, so it seems extremely crowded and noisy, and the order is quite disordered.

The entire trading venue is composed of countless huge columns. From a distance, columns are like a forest. Rows of round stone pillars more than two people are supported by a simple ceiling piece pieced together with reed mats and tart cloth. It looks quite similar to the steel frame structure farmers' market in Feili's original world.

The scene under the ceiling is similar to that of the farmers' market, with a crowded and messy environment, and the sanitary environment is extremely bad. The more sophisticated merchants will also use reed mats to surround a temporary shed. The peddlers will spread the goods directly on the dirty and muddy ground to hawk. The types of goods are quite rich, including cloth, needles, fur, bee, ceramics, flint tools, special clothing, jade and gold and silver crafts, Xiangrui's ground flour and canned food, fruits and vegetables produced in nearby farms, and fresh fish just caught from Moon Lake in the morning, etc.

However, the chaos in the commercial behavior in this place is really hard for outsiders to imagine: the decoration stall is leaning against the fishmonger, and the crystal sapphires and rubies are all soaked in the blood of the fish-cutting; the long skirt made of inferior thick canvas is covered with large and small gems, amber and gold buttons, like an overly decorated eight-treasure lantern; the extremely rare magic beast crystal core is mixed in randomly among the rough glass beads, which really makes people worry about whether they will be confused.

What made the magician Feili the most crazy is that the precious mitr silver that is more than a thousand gold and often has no market value when it comes here, it will be made into ordinary rice bowls and plates mixed in a pile of pottery, bronze ware and even stone tools, and is sold by a five or six-year-old child who is guarding the stall and selling it!

Looking at these dusty babies, Feili felt the mind was dizzy, and the urge to fight on Taobao could not help but feel the urge to fight on Taobao.

However, he quickly understood the reason.

"Damn! I can't use it myself, so I'll ruin my baby so randomly!" Note: Bloody shopping is actually the Chinese homophonic of English shoppin. Due to the social development and the improvement of people's living standards, people often go shopping and buy a lot of things and spend a lot of money. Therefore, people vividly call this behavior "blood shopping". It means the feeling of feeling sad after spending money, "blood" and "branch"!
Chapter completed!