Chapter 1211: Ancient Mosquito Repellent Technique

Until they left the Fayoum Oasis, the elves still looked behind the car from time to time. They were obviously terrified of being tortured by mosquitoes, and they didn't even have the mood to eat the lunch Zhang Zian bought.

The bump on Richard's forehead was raised high and itchy. It had no hands and couldn't even scratch it. It could only stick its head under the wings and rub them. But the wings themselves were soft and fluffy. There was no way to relieve the itching, so it staggered and flew around in the car, looking for other hard objects to rub against, hitting the roof for a while, the seat for a while, the dashboard for a while, and Zhang Zian for a while. It doesn't stop.

"I said you are smoking a shofar? Don't block my view, I still have to drive!"

When it flew right in front of Zhang Zian, he pushed it away with his hand.

"Quick! Scratch this uncle, it's tickling to death!" Richard shouted.

"Why scratch? Just bear with it for a while, the more you scratch, the more itchy, and I have to drive, so I can't spare my hand." Zhang Zian warned based on his own experience.

"In this big desert, how can there be other cars? You can drive with your eyes closed! Hurry up! It's so itchy! It's so itchy!" Richard rolled in the air like a drunk.

Seeing that it was really in pain, Lao Cha said, "How about Lao Cha scratching it for you?"

"Don't! Your claws are too sharp. My uncle is young and doesn't want to have a Mediterranean hairstyle!" Richard flatly refused.

Zhang Zian gave Lao Cha a wink, meaning: Did you see it? That means it's not itchy enough!

But it's not a problem to let it continue to toss like this. It is covered with fine powder down feathers everywhere, and the powder down feathers drop a lot of dust.

All parrots and pigeons have pink down feathers. The dust produced by the powder down feathers is like PM2.5. Long-term inhalation is not good for the health, especially in such a closed environment. Many people who keep pigeons for a long time and do not pay attention to indoor ventilation have coughing problems. In severe cases, they may even suffer from pneumoconiosis, which is caused by this kind of powder down feathers.

There was no way, Zhang Zian parked the car on the side of the road, and said, "Stop flopping, put some refreshing oil on your forehead, and it will stop itching in a while."

"Gah?"

Richard was shocked when he heard this. A few days ago, it fooled a few local Egyptian men into using the oil as an Indian god oil. I didn’t expect the karmic retribution to be bad. Maybe this trick is too bad, and God doesn’t like it. , the retribution fell on it so quickly.

"Are you trying to get rich and kill yourself? This thing will kill birds!" it screamed.

"It's not that serious. I wiped it on myself just now, and there's nothing wrong with it." Zhang Zian opened the bottle, dipped his index finger in a bit of the feces-yellow thick creamy liquid, and stretched it out in front of Richard.

Richard was so smoked by the strong pungent smell that he couldn't even open his eyes. It wanted to escape, but its body was held by Zhang Zian, and it could only twist and struggle repeatedly in his hands, trying to break free.

"Gah! My uncle would rather die than obey...huh?"

Zhang Zian pushed back the short feathers on its forehead, and tried his best to spread the cool oil on its swollen bump.

The cooling oil with unknown ingredients worked almost instantly, and Richard felt that the itching was greatly relieved as soon as he put it on.

"It smells so good! Put on some more!"

Just a moment ago, it was like a chaste and strong woman who would rather die than obey, but now she shyly said that I want it, I want it, I want it, and it simply treats shame as nothing!

Fortunately, both Zhang Zian and the other elves are used to its shamelessness, so they are not surprised by it.

He dipped some more with his index finger, and wiped the bag around it in addition to the bag on its forehead, then wiped his hands on a paper towel, and put the cap on the bottle.

"Hmmmmmm! Awesome! My uncle is resurrected with full blood!"

After Richard's itching was relieved, he was so comfortable that he simply lay on the top of the dashboard, "I didn't expect this cooling oil to be very powerful!"

"It's really powerful - if you dare to make trouble next time, I'll dip a cotton swab with thick cooling oil and stuff it into your chrysanthemum!" Zhang Zian started the car again.

Richard trembled all over his body, "Quack! You are too ruthless! After ten years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat, and after a hundred years of cultivation, we can sleep together in the same pillow. After all, we have slept on the same pillow..."

"If you keep beeping blindly, I'll plug it now!" Zhang Zian threatened.

Based on the principle that a good bird does not suffer immediate losses, Richard said softly: "Okay, okay! Let me stop talking, let's take a nap for a while, because I was too tired just now! Remember, after 18 minutes, I will be back again. It's a good bird!"

After speaking, it lay on the dashboard and fell asleep.

"Zian, why were there so many mosquitoes there just now?" Old Cha asked.

Since they came to Egypt, they have hardly encountered mosquitoes, and the mosquitoes in Fayoum Oasis caught them by surprise.

Zhang Zian speculated: "Mosquitoes like water and humid places. Generally, there are no mosquitoes in pure desert areas. Mosquitoes will gather in oases in the desert. Like the Fayoum Oasis just now, there is the largest saltwater lake in Egypt - Lake Garonne. Garonne Although the lake is a saltwater lake, there are many fish, shrimps and algae adapted to saltwater in the lake, so a large number of mosquitoes gather there.”

"I see." Old Cha nodded, "When we enter the desert, if we encounter an oasis, we must be careful."

Fina was too embarrassed just now, and she didn't care like Lao Cha, she kept her face sullen and didn't speak.

"Hmph! My palace was careless for a while, and I was taken advantage of by Xiaoxiao disciples. This kind of thing will never happen again!" It said through gritted teeth.

Zhang Zian didn't take it seriously. What happened just now proved that no matter how powerful you are, it's still difficult to deal with small creatures like mosquitoes that overwhelm the sky.

"Are you going to put on cooling oil too?" He asked.

Fina gave him a sideways look with contempt, "How could I wipe that kind of thing?"

"Then what will you do if you encounter mosquitoes again?" He asked again, "Speaking of...were there no mosquitoes in ancient Egypt? How did you prevent mosquitoes back then?"

Fina straightened her chest and said proudly, "Of course there are mosquitoes, but we have a solution."

"What method?" Zhang Zian was very curious. Did the ancient Egyptians have rich biological knowledge besides their superb knowledge of mathematics, architecture and astronomy?

"It's very simple. This is the method handed down by Pepi II of the sixth dynasty of ancient Egypt, which can be traced back to 4,200 years ago!" Fina said confidently: "Pepi II found out that putting honey on the slaves around him , the mosquitoes will bite the slave instead of him."

Fuck! This trick is really bad! Nima doesn't treat slaves as human beings!

Zhang Zian sighed deeply when he heard the words, and felt sorry for the slave who helped Pharaoh use his body to block mosquitoes 4,200 years ago.

Ok?

Wait a moment!

He suddenly came back to his senses, and said in a trembling voice: "You said... there will be no next time for this kind of thing, could it be..."

Fina nodded, raised her paw and pointed at him, "In the next town, go buy some honey and bring it with you!"