In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the 'old place' he was familiar with, Zhang Longchu pushed the door and got out of the car, looked around, showed a strange look on his face, and said to Jones: "I smell the fishy smell of the sea breeze, an old street by the sea, is this the place we are coming to Jones, I thought it would be more special." ”

"How special is it, do you think we transcendents should gather in the underground labyrinth on the outskirts to entertain ourselves?" Not seeing the strangeness on Zhang Longchu's face, Jones said with a smile: "Speaking of fish scale street, it is special enough, Longchu, this place was the largest fish market on the entire West Coast when Los Angeles was first established in the old era.

If you look at the buildings on both sides of the street, it is said that hundreds of years ago they were all pickled fish processing factories, and the streets were littered with thick slippery, disgusting fish scales, and the smell of fish persisted all year round, so it was called Fish Scale Street.

It wasn't until more than 50 years ago that the 'shotguns were gradually replaced', because the old style slowly became a mecca for art.

Nowadays, almost all the famous artists in Los Angeles lived here before they became famous, and only moved to the Beverly Hills area when they had money. ”

"Yes," Zhang Longchu shrugged, "I do know of a neighborhood that is similar to this street, but not artists. ”

"Come with me, young man, keep your eyes open, and soon you will enter an incredible 'world'." Not understanding Zhang Longchu's strange words, Jones smiled slightly and walked forward.

"I'm looking forward to your words, beautiful girl, but you haven't told me where you're going to take me?" Zhang Longchu followed behind Jones and asked with a shrug.

"To the Black Forest pub first, of course." Jones replied in a non-chalank tone.

Los Angeles, where tens of millions of people live, is not one or two bars and restaurants in the whole city as a social occasion for the whole city, and bars and nightclubs are usually open at night or even early in the morning, so hearing this, Zhang Longchu unconsciously looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and said casually: "Bars that open at this time usually don't give people any surprises, Jones." ”

"When you hear that, you know you're not as honest as you seem," Jones said with a smile, "Otherwise, California law requires you to be at least 23 years old to buy alcohol, how do you know that bars open during the day are not exciting..."

The two of them walked half a block through the flow of people, passing by galleries, art galleries, carving or carpentry workshops, and came to an old three-story red brick building covering an area of about three or four hundred square meters, which did not look good on the outside.

"This is it." Jones stopped and pointed to the thick, mottled black lacquered wood doorway on the teal stone staircase beside him.

"Is it here?" Puzzled, he walked up the steps, looked at the wooden door next to the wooden door, with the words "Young Painter Maxim's 'Ocean on the Plate' Art Exhibition" written on it, and attached to a poster with several circles and eggplant-like strips drawn together, called "Cats and Fish", and pushed the door open.

Inside the door is an empty exhibition hall, the walls are covered with paintings that seem to be graffiti of elementary school students, and after looking at a few casually, Zhang Longchu exhaled and said: "I just thought that it was the same old neighborhood of Los Angeles, and there could be no similarity between Fish Scale Street and a certain old street where I lived except for the similar architectural style."

As a result, I didn't expect that the residents living in these two places turned out to be the same kind of people, except that one was robbing with long guns and short guns, and the other was holding paintbrushes.

Hell, these paintings look similar to the works I had in art class when I was 7 or 8 years old, and they were priced at 200,000 yuan. ”

"Of course these paintings won't sell," Jones whispered with a smile as he said it was funny, "in fact, the whole museum is just a façade, come with me." ”；

While strolling with Zhang Longchu, he walked to the mahogany door with a copper nameplate written "Manager's Room" in the corner of the exhibition hall, pushed the door and walked in.

Behind the door was a spacious office, empty of nothing but a huge solid wood desk, a bald black man at least 200 cm tall, fat and strong, sat behind the desk, looked directly at Zhang Longchu and Jones who came in, with a cold face, and said angrily: "Do you want to buy paintings?" ”

"No, we're here for a drink." Jones shook his head and grabbed the 'Amazon Totem' hanging around his neck, and suddenly the muscles in his whole body bulged.

The black man nodded, his attitude was a little better, and he turned his gaze to Zhang Longchu and said, "What about you, sir?" ”

"I'm here for a drink, too." Zhang Longchu saw Jones's performance, guessed that the superpower was the pass to enter the 'Transcendent World', shrugged his shoulders and said, his mind turned, and his face instantly turned into a wolf's head and changed back to its original state.

"Welcome to the Black Forest, please come in." The black man smiled stiffly, shook the copper bell on the table a few times, and made a gesture to invite in.

Following the direction of his finger, Zhang Longchu turned his head and saw a side door standing on the west wall of the office, and walked over next to Jones.

Pushing the door opens, there is a staircase that spirals down with countless dim yellow light bulbs lit on the left and right walls.

Walking cautiously down the stairs, I came to a cement concrete road with a diameter of five or six meters.

There is a bright light at the end of the road, and you can vaguely see people walking around, and some people handing cups and changing lamps, but everything is like a silent movie, not even a sound comes out, but there are subtle footsteps behind Zhang Longchu.

"Every entrance and exit of the Black Forest Bar has been set up with a 'silent barrier', and someone is coming from behind, let's get in quickly." As if seeing Zhang Longchu's curiosity, Jones explained, and quickened his pace to cross the corridor.

Zhang Longchu followed closely behind the girl, and when he took the last step at the end of the road, he felt as if he had pierced a huge soap bubble, and after a crisp sound of 'pop', there was a soothing and pleasant jazz sound in his ears, and people also entered a strange and wonderful 'world'.

It's a room nearly twice as large as the one on the ground, with walls made of rough stone, flames spraying from the floor, and the ceiling hidden in a constant flow of white mist.

At this moment, at least 70% of the guests in the bar have been seated, although their clothes are much more ordinary than the avant-garde artists on Fish Scale Street, but the way of pastime is very special, some sit in the cluster of unknown plants like in a magic movie, pinch the plate of 'ahhh

Some of them gathered around a log table, chatting and laughing and drinking, and somehow they used to pull the mist over the bar into a sinuous column that flowed into their nostrils;

Some were driving each one about an inch in height, as if a real person had been shrunk down, and soldiers of different classes were running around on the board, fighting fiercely for the grids, and screaming in terrible silence.

And the band that soundtracked these strange guests, all wearing suits and leather shoes, wearing white gloves, playing hard, seemed to be unremarkable, but a closer look at their faces and body shape can be seen that this 11-member jazz band actually has the same face, the same figure, and even the amplitude of shaking the body is exactly the same, and after watching it for a long time, people can't help but feel a sense of horror in their hearts.

At the end of this bar, you can clearly see a lot of men and women writhing on the dance floor, under the colorful spotlights, it looks very noisy, but there is not the slightest sound coming, which makes people's hearts inexplicably blocked.

As Zhang Longchu's eyes turned, Jones, who was knowledgeable and interested, began to take the trouble to explain one by one, "That's the 'February beetle', a snack passed from the 'Puziqi plane' of the Asian South Seas generation, and it feels like sushi from the Himaru country, which is delicious...

The flames on the floor of the bar are said to have been released by the boss from a fire elemental spirit caught by an unknown plane, and the temperature is only 30 degrees Celsius, which is not harmful to the human body at all;

The fog on the ceiling is a shrub produced by the 'Horton plane', and the white smoke released by smoldering is exhilarating and pleasant, in fact, it is similar to the effect of those big bosses in Las Vegas stealing oxygen in the casino to refresh gamblers...

That's the 'Sea, Land and Air Battle Chess', according to legend, it was produced using an alchemy technique called the 'Frost Leaf Plane', the chess pieces look real, and they will bleed if they are cut, but they are actually lifeless alchemy products, similar to the robots produced on our earth...

Now playing jazz is old Jack, and you know that he has a supernatural ability to divide surgery, and it is said that he was also a strong man when he was young...

There's a dance hall over there.,It's also isolated'Silence Barrier'.,I'll take you to see it later.,There's a striptease show performance from the evening.,If you want to see the 'good scenery' up close, remember to go to the front desk to change some banknotes..."

"Wow, this is really a 'world' that normal people can't imagine..."What he saw and heard at this moment brought Zhang Longchu a shock that he had never experienced before, and he couldn't help muttering.

Hearing this, Jones shrugged and said: "In order to protect the balance of the earth's ecological environment, according to federal decrees, many special products of the different planes are not allowed to be shipped out of the frontier zone, and some even if they can be shipped out, they will be heavily taxed, and once violated, it is a felony.

But for transcendents like us, who may spend nearly half of their lives in an alien plane or frontier zone, as long as they don't sell to ordinary people and enjoy themselves, law enforcement agencies will generally open the net.

Let's go, let's sit down and enjoy a glass of Mattio wine, have some snacks, chat, and then I'll teach you how to play 'Chess for Domination', which is very interesting." ”