The villain is invincible

Chapter 821 Magical Creatures
Tun knows it, but it just wants to watch the excitement now, it smiles strangely, trying to use this as a condition...

Only after Mai Fan released it, it would give corresponding help.

This is just a joke, don't you know me and have a long mouth yet?

He can ask directly.

Probably did not expect someone to actually come to ask... The stall owner was stunned.

After seeing clearly that it was just a child, the stall owner didn't show any impatience.

Because one is that he didn't have much business in the first place, he just came here to set up a stall for a try.

The second is this child, his demeanor and the clothes on his body are completely different from what an ordinary child can have.

It was as if the clothes he was wearing now were made of white skin from the belly of the most ferocious crocodile in the Shuibo tribe.

And this leather jacket is just a vest, inside the leather is a lining made of the softest weaving grass.

This inner lining must have been kneaded repeatedly by the hands of many women.

It hangs lightly and tightly on the child's body, and it fits so well.

At first glance, the entire ethnic group felt that it was a very important event for this child to wear decent clothes.

If you can't see the details from the clothes, you only need to look at his shoes to know.

The shoes are made of rattan and grass, and there is a circle of small flowers around them to repel mosquitoes.

That's all, probably to prevent the child's toes from being knocked when walking...

On the front of the pair of straw sandals, a toecap was sewn for him with flexible salamander skin.

This pair of shoes has never been seen on an adult patriarch...

Saying that he is an ordinary child... The stall owner would not believe it.

So when he replied, his attitude was very kind: "This is the hallucinogenic grass... It is also a gadget used by the swamp people to untangle their lives."

"Only the clansmen living in our area know what this kind of thing will bring."

"When entering some places with miasma, it also has the effect of clearing the mind and driving away the miasma."

"This thing has no effect on you who live in the water..."

"Go over there and ask, have you seen the people from the grassland tribe? The milk lumps fried by their family...the taste is stronger than that of other families."

Ugh?Is it a herb?Mai Fan thought it was an egg.

"So how does it work? Can you demonstrate it to me?"

This guy feels helpless... Is it appropriate for him to do this in front of a child?

He looked around with a guilty conscience, and found that no one else was staring at him...

He quickly took out a small fire primer from behind and lit the smallest egg in his hand.

"Just use it as incense... see clearly..."

After saying this, the murloc set the pointed end of the egg on fire...

The fire didn't burn, but it was like coals, and it fainted around the tip of the egg.

There is obviously no flame...the carbonized area is also emitting smoke...

It looks like burning moxa... But what the stall owner did next let Mai Fan know what magic is.

The stall owner said to Mai Fan, "Look..."

Then his nose leaned over to inhale the smoke... The smoke seemed to come alive, and it really gathered into a torrent... and rushed straight to the nostrils of the stall owner.

Mai Fan could even see the trajectory of the smoke in the main body of the stall...

It circled around the stall owner's limbs like a living thing... Poof... When it rushed out of the stall owner's body again...it became a thin layer that was almost transparent.

"What is this……"

The people around are used to this, and no one pays attention to what is wrong with that smoke.

Only Mai Fan discovered the doorway in the smoke through his keen vision and the cheating device of the diary.

This is not the smoke emitted by the plant system after burning...

That very obedient smoke... It is a living thing at all.

The smoke is a collection of very tiny insects or animals.

They are preheated and frightened to come out... Attracted by the body temperature of the stall owner, and finally pass through the hotbed of the human body, or the accumulation of body fluids, when they come out...

The smoky shell that comes with it is digested by humans.

The remaining almost transparent body... finally turned into the most unobtrusive pure transparent substance.

Then it falls into all the surrounding environments that can land... Waiting for another incubation period or growth period.

As for the refreshing feeling that the stall owner talked about... there is a high probability that it is caused by the substances left by this small creature.

If this thing can be brought back and given to his Indian friend Lisbon...

That old man must be happy to death, right?
Thinking of this, Mai Fan ordered these unremarkable eggs and said, "I'm still very interested in this..."

"So how much do these cost?"

This time it was the stall owner's turn to be surprised. He even wondered if he had inhaled too much smoke just now and had hallucinations.

Mai Fan laughed, "Don't doubt... I'm really useful..."

He didn't finish talking to the stall owner...

"You move the stall inside... and the one over there... have you handed in the contract for setting up the stall?"

A noise came from the other end of the market.

Mai Fan and the stall owner turned their heads to look over there, and saw two well-dressed prairie people who were yelling at the stall owners.

Seeing that the stall owner became vigilant all of a sudden, he put his hands on the goods and planned to pack up the things in front of Mai Fan.

Mai Fan was a little strange: "No...you're not doing business anymore? I really plan to buy it."

His voice was probably a little high, and he was heard by the prairie man who was looking for trouble while walking...

Then look over here...

The prairie man's face was filled with ferocious excitement: "You! The people over there are talking about you!"

"What are you selling!"

This roar made the stall owner tremble... he was so frightened that he desperately pulled the eggs behind him, and while pulling, he complained: "You killed me... I don't know that not all things are suitable. Did it appear at the exchange meeting?"

The stall owner next to him who was buying grain and grass was very calm, and gave Mai Fan an answer: "The things he sells are all contraband."

"The two people over there are the organizers of this session... people from the grassland tribe."

"The two of them are responsible for patrolling and maintaining the security of the exchange meeting..."

"Of course, it's part of their job duties to clear up prohibited exchange goods..."

Mai Fan was speechless... The stall owner next to him cleaned up in a hurry... The few remaining eggs rolled out of his arms, and he didn't even care to pick them up.

(End of this chapter)