Chapter 606: The Sun Never Sets (1)

The bag was full of gray powder, and the smell was a bit indescribable.

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

"What do you mean?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Futu, she felt that Futu should recognize these things.

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

"How to say?"

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

The terrifying thing about monsters is that apart from being ferocious, they also have a keen sense of smell comparable to monsters. They can smell the breath of humans from a long distance. As long as they smell the breath of humans, monsters will gather in groups. Appear and kill it.

It can avoid the sensitive sense of smell of monsters and greatly reduce the possibility of being attacked by monsters.

Shen Yanxiao finally understood why Qu Rui and his group could run rampant in the barren land so freely.

Monsters seldom come and go in groups, four or five together is already a minority, as long as the monsters in a certain area are not allowed to smell the breath of humans, then you can avoid encountering a large number of monsters, unless you bump into a few monsters head-on on the road, otherwise you won’t be able to see them at all. will not be discovered.

Qu Rui's team numbered at least two hundred people, even if they encountered a few monsters, there would be absolutely no danger.

It's just that Futu's attitude towards this kind of powder doesn't seem to have much dislike. In other words, in the eyes of these high-ranking monsters, low-level monsters are like ants, and life or death has no effect on them at all.

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

"This powder is called Huoyao, which means to confuse demons. It was concocted by people in the early years when demons were rampant throughout the continent. After a hundred years of change, the formula for bewitching monsters has been lost, how did the people of the Lanyue Dynasty know the formula?" Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, the weirdness in it made people feel uneasy.

"It doesn't matter how it came about, since we have it, let's use it first." Shen Yanxiao didn't take it seriously, instead of thinking about these clueless things, it's better to have something practical.

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

"About three hours." Futu said.

"There are more than two hundred of them in total. This bag of enchanting monsters is enough for them to use for up to six hours. There must be more than this bag here. Let others search the tent and bring me all the rest." Shen Yanxiao smiled like a stealing cat. Compared with other trophies, the value of enchanting demons is much greater.

Not long after, the others found about ten more bags of demons in the tent, and Shen Yanxiao put them all into the ring.

Anyway, there is a Buddha sitting on the road, and other monsters dare not mess around. Naturally, these things are reserved for future use.

After sweeping away, Shen Yanxiao and others got on the carriage again and headed towards the direction where the sun never sets.