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Chapter 606 The sun never sets (1)

The bag was filled with gray powder, and the smell was a bit indescribable.

"Tsk, you humans really know how to come up with ideas." Futu glanced at the gray powder and said lukewarmly.

"What do you mean?" Shen Yanxiao looked at the pagoda. She felt that the pagoda should recognize these things.

Futu walked up, stretched out his slender fingers and grabbed a handful of powder in the bag, and said with a smile: "You humans are afraid of demons. You want to eradicate demons and avoid their attacks at the same time. These powders are your masterpiece."

"How to say?"

Futu said: "This powder is made by crushing the bones of low-level demons into powder and adding some juice of smoked grass. As long as you sprinkle a little of this stuff on you humans, you can avoid the smell of demons. "

The scary thing about monsters is not only their ferocity, but also their keen sense of smell that is comparable to that of monsters. They can smell human breath from a long distance away. As long as they smell human breath, monsters will swarm in groups. Appear and kill them.

It can avoid the sensitive sense of smell of monsters, greatly reducing the possibility of being attacked by monsters.

Shen Yanxiao finally understood why Qu Rui and his group were able to roam freely in the deserted land.

Monsters rarely appear in groups, and four or five together are already a handful. As long as the monsters in an area are not allowed to smell human breath, you can avoid encountering a large number of monsters. Unless you bump into a few monsters head-on on the road, there will be no chance of encountering them. will not be discovered.

Qu Rui's team numbered at least two hundred people. Even if they encountered a few demons, there would definitely not be any danger.

It's just that the pagoda doesn't seem to have much objection to this kind of powder. In other words, low-level demons are just like ants in the eyes of high-level demons like them. Life or death has no impact on them at all.

"This is really a good thing. If we have this, we will save a lot of trouble in the deserted land in the future." Du Lang's eyes lit up.

"This kind of powder is called Zhuoyao, which means to confuse monsters. It was prepared in the early years when monsters were rampant across the continent. However, since the monsters were driven to the deserted land, Zhuoyao has not appeared much. After several After a hundred years of changes, the recipe for bewitching monsters has been lost. How did the people of the Lanyue Dynasty know the recipe?" Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, the weirdness in it made people feel uneasy.

"No matter where it came from, since we have it, let's use it first." Shen Yanxiao disagreed. Instead of thinking about these clueless things, it is better to come up with something practical.

"How long does this bewitching monster last on a human body?" Shen Yanxiao asked.

"About three hours or so." Futu said.

"There are more than two hundred of them in total. This bag of monsters can last them up to six hours. There must be more than this bag here. Let others search the tent and get the rest for me." Shen Yanxiao smiled like a sneaky cat. Compared with other trophies, the value of the monster is much greater.

After a while, others found about ten bags of monsters in the tent, and Shen Yanxiao put them all into the ring.

Anyway, there are pagodas on this road, and other monsters don't dare to mess around. Naturally, these things are left for later use.
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