The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

Mu Hua is actually quite busy. Although he would take a bath and go to a young lady for a massage, in addition to his daily life outside, Mu Hua would spend more than a week on the Abyss Island almost every day.

Meditation, refining medicine, building spell models, and recently he has begun to try to figure out melee martial arts, and even wants to put the project of making constructed undead on the agenda.

With more time, more magic, and more things to do.

Mu Hua has never slacked off in the practice that promotes his own growth.

In the dog cave maze, in addition to his own improvement, Mu Hua also brushed out four fishing rods. If he adds the magic stones collected by Deman, he should be able to make five fishing rods.

Killing the black evil dog made Mu Hua have a bit of evil spirit. Originally, Mu Hua planned to rest for two days before going to the Abyss Island to toss, but he didn't expect that the gangster named JJ actually came to his door.

"You mean a gang leader was cursed and wanted to find a potion master to prepare a purification potion for him in person? Are all the gang leaders nowadays so pompous?"

On the forest path outside the hotel, Mu Hua frowned and was somewhat unhappy after learning the reason why JJ came to him.

The pharmacist in this world may still be considered an ordinary profession, but potion masters are not so common.

The essential ability of clairvoyance makes potion masters surpass many combat professionals in terms of mystery.

In addition, potion masters can almost be regarded as synonymous with necromancers and witches, which leads to the fact that potion masters are not a group of people who can be manipulated casually in people's cognition.

And the purification potion only has a difference in strength, and there is no problem of adaptability.

A member of a small gang in the countryside asked a potion master to prepare a potion in person, which is not polite for a potion master.

"No, sir, you may not know that the underground forces in Bear Pig Town are very chaotic now, and Boss Vito has no choice. He dare not take the purification potion casually." JJ waved his hands repeatedly and explained to Mu Hua at a very fast speed.

The courtyard that appeared in Bear Pig Town not only brought adventurers and businessmen here, but also attracted many people who made money by illegal means.

A remote rural area that is destined to develop, the so-called ruffians in the underground world will naturally not miss the opportunity to gain a foothold here first.

In recent years, many gangs have appeared in Bear Pig Town one after another. Because there is not enough profit, these gangs are not very mainstream.

But in the corners away from the crowd, their death struggles and mergers have never stopped.

And Vito, as mentioned by JJ, is probably a guy who has the hope of integrating the underground forces near Bear Pig Town.

Bear Pig Town is just a new town after all, and the so-called underground forces here must not be strong or weak.

It is hard to say whether Vito can integrate the underground forces in Bear Pig Town, but this guy has been cursed with black blood, and he is worried that someone will tamper with the purification potion again.

He wanted to find a 'clean' potion master to help him prepare the purification potion.

It just so happened that JJ knew that Mu Hua, who had just arrived in Bear Pig Town and was doing a legitimate business, might be a potion master.

The result was the situation in front of him.

"JJ, I remember you are a local in the town, right?" After listening to JJ's explanation, Mu Hua asked, and JJ showed a puzzled look on his face.

"A 'big boss' who needs you to run errands when his life is in danger, a 'big boss' who can't even prevent the black blood curse, and a 'big boss' who doesn't even dare to let people around him buy him a purification potion."

"Are you sure you want to follow him?" Mu Hua asked JJ.

"Sir, I'm actually doing pretty well. I'm also a small leader of the Vito family now. All the snake eyes in the town are under my control. Boss Vito is cautious. Don't worry, the price is definitely not a problem." JJ patted his chest and explained to Mu Hua.

The name "Snake Eyes" sounds exaggerated, but in fact, they are just some hooligans who wander around the streets all day long, doing some things like inquiring and passing on information. They can barely be understood as the gang's low-level eyes and ears.

Mu Hua curled his lips. Although the gangs in this world will be despised by more people, they will also do some shameful things for the powerful.

After all, gangs have never been born out of poverty and chaos. Only power is the soil for their growth.

But how much can such a guy who can make the black blood curse so complicated have?

Worried about being plotted against, just find a confidant to go to Heiman, and go to a farther place to find a purification potion?

Joining a gang, there is not even a subordinate who can save his life. Mu Hua is not optimistic about JJ, the so-called small leader.

Mu Hua only advised him because JJ was born in the town. Since he didn't listen, it is said that good words can't persuade the damned ghost.

"That Vito, how much money is he going to pay?" Mu Hua stopped asking for details and asked JJ.

"Five hundred thousand." JJ replied straightforwardly.

"Five demon gold coins." Mu Hua shook his head.

"..Okay." JJ hesitated briefly, but agreed without hesitation.

"Oh, you are really not afraid of death." Mu Hua sneered, and JJ smiled with regret on his face.

Five hundred thousand credit points for five demon gold coins is the normal official exchange rate, but that is just the official exchange rate.

Even if you don't go to the black market, you can probably get 10% more credit points by exchanging them in any store.

I think the price Vito gave JJ was demon gold coins, but this black guy didn't know how to change the concept, probably to make some money from the price difference.

Without further communication with JJ, Mu Hua asked JJ to lead the way to remove the curse for Vito.

The black blood curse only requires ordinary purification potions to lift, and normal labor and materials do not cost more than 100,000 credits.

The price offered by Vito could be described as high, and he was just outside the town, so Mu Hua didn't mind making a trip.

JJ drove Mu Hua out of the town and came to a construction site in a moment. There was a road on the construction site that seemed to be directly pushed out by earth magic. There were some building materials piled on the outside. There was no construction activity inside for the time being.

Entering the construction site, JJ parked in front of a group of simple houses. The simple houses similar to containers were arranged in a very messy manner. As soon as Mu Hua got out of the car, he saw the Eyes of the Watcher in several not-so-hidden corners.

These monitor eyes have a certain ability to move. There are short tentacles like brackets under the eyeballs, and they look like weird spirits when they jump and move.

Following JJ through the messy simple rooms, JJ stopped in front of a simple room for a moment.

Knocking on the door rhythmically, the door opened, and there was actually a basement inside.

The basement was not that deep. Mu Hua frowned and walked down to the basement with JJ. In a room with several passages, he finally saw the haggard Vito.

He was a white man in his prime, and his complexion was now sallow.

His eyes were dark and sunken, his cheeks were thin, and he was sitting on a recliner. The blood vessels on his neck were protruding, and they were twisting lazily like strange worms.

There was a strong fishy smell in the room. The black blood curse can make people's blood form a semi-coagulated black blood state.

The black blood will be excreted by the subject through vomiting or excretion.

Only by expelling the black blood from the body can the subject survive. However, as more black blood is excreted from the body, the subject will die at any time.

A pretty normal curse.

Perhaps it is because this is considered a relatively normal technique among various types of curses.

So when people think of black magic, the first thing that comes to mind is definitely not necromancy, but curses.

The people on the seats looked at Mu Hua with lifeless eyes.

"Vito?" Mu Hua asked with a frown, but saw two people in the other two corners of the room raising their pistols towards him.

"Hello, I don't think you need to say anything more? I need a purification potion. I have prepared the materials and equipment for you." Vito's voice was hoarse.

"Haha, for the sake of five demon gold coins, I'm here."

"However, I am very curious. Who gave you the courage? The courage to point a gun at an undead mage?" Mu Hua sneered when he looked at the two men holding guns and saw that they had the intention of getting close to him.

Using a pistol against a necromancer with a level 15 bone shield?

Even with his original physique of less than fifty, Mu Hua was able to kill everyone here before the bone shield was destroyed.

Following Mu Hua's sneer, a pale magic circle instantly covered the entire room, and a skeleton arm with sharp phalanges each stretched out from behind Vito, JJ and the two gunmen.

Ripples seemed to appear in the void, and a bone hand that was far larger than a human hand turned into claws. The bone claws protruding from the ripples quietly pinched the neck of the person in the room.

After learning the Bone Summoning Technique, Mu Hua became more flexible in his application of Bone Summoning as the level of Bone Summoning increased.

I'm not sure if other necromancers can do it, but now even if he doesn't summon the skeleton guards, he can still create this weird attack within the range of the summoning circle.

The cold, stinging bone claws that exuded the aura of death pierced the skin on several people's necks. Feeling the power of the bone claws that could shrink at any time, several people forgot to breathe.

"Master, this is a misunderstanding." Vito, the only one who looked calm among the others, said stiffly.

Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of black blood poured out of his mouth and spilled onto the pale bone claws.

"Cough~cough~" Mu Hua looked coldly at Vito who seemed to want to cough up his lungs.

Except for Vito's cough, the room was silent.

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