บท 366: Soul Cocktail

He pushed open the door and entered the tavern. The tavern interior was decorated in a very traditional way.

It made Ling Ping'an feel as if he had returned to the time when the industrial park had just been built, roughly a hundred years ago.

The ancient wooden floor seemed to be filled with scriptures.

If one looked carefully, one could even see some archaic words.

However, because there were too many people, most of the scriptures on the floor had already been worn out.

On the mottled tavern walls, there were many murals.

Upon taking a closer look, Ling Ping'an realized that most of them were depicting legends and myths.

The Judges of Hell, Yama Kings, and others.

When he raised his head, there were many talismans hanging on the ceiling of the tavern.

The talisman papers had already turned yellow from age.

The business of the tavern seemed to be good.

There were customers filling each of the cubicles.