"The sap of the hand vine."
Bai Mo knew that this guy probably didn't know what hand vines were, so he gave a brief explanation, and then explained, "If I sell it myself, I won't have many customers. I think you have a lot of people here, maybe someone will take a liking to it."
The stall owner simply said: "This is a simple matter, how much do you plan to price it?"
"Exchange it with other rare treasures," Bai Mo said.
"I have a big appetite. Are you sure someone will exchange it for such a thing?" the stall owner sneered.
"The hand vine is also a rare treasure, and it is reasonable to exchange it with other rare treasures." Bai Mo said calmly, "If no one really wants to buy it, just pretend to drop a drop of juice on the grass casually."
"Why?"
The stall owner was stunned. This guy was so mysterious. He wasn't trying to trick him, was he?
Bai Mo seemed to have read his thoughts and said: "Don't worry, there is no danger. I will tell you how to survive as soon as the matter is completed."
The stall owner considered it carefully for a moment and warned: "You'd better not play tricks."
He chose to agree, and he would not lose anything anyway.
"I won't go anywhere until the transaction is over, so you can rest assured." Bai Mo said calmly.
The deal between the two was reached, and soon Bai Mo got the hand vine juice from Zhang Rouzhu and handed it to the stall owner.
The stall owner still maintained his cold attitude from the beginning, and just put the small bottle containing the juice on the stall without explaining much.
But naturally someone noticed the newly placed bottles on the cart, so when it was their turn to shop, they curiously asked what they were.
Seeing this, the stall owner slowly introduced the functions of the juice.
To put it bluntly, this thing is similar to an anesthetic. It can put a person into a weak state, and the spirit will not be affected, but the control of the body will be gradually lost, depending on the dose taken.
With such a sparse and ordinary effect, the stall owner really didn't know why Bai Mo dared to ask for such rare treasures in exchange. He was probably out of his mind.
And the fact was not what he expected. Some people were indeed interested in this bottle of juice from the hand vine. After all, this thing could be used for self-anesthesia treatment and for secretly spying on others. However, when he heard that the price was paid in exchange for rare treasures,
, they immediately lost their desire to buy.
at the same time.
Outside the crowd, Zhang Rouzhu was chattering to Bai Mo and Zhang Tao.
She said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother Bai Wu, didn't you say before that you wanted to destroy the guy who sold fake charms? Why are you still cooperating with him now?"
Zhang Tao had just heard from his sister that the spell was fake, and at this time he felt a little uncomfortable with Bai Mo's decision.
He is an upright man and cannot tolerate cheating.
"It's not cooperation, I'm just asking him to help us consign the goods." Bai Mo said calmly.
"But didn't you say you wanted to debunk that guy? He sold so many fake charms, why didn't you debunk him? Just because he is a transcendent?" Zhang Tao asked.
"I didn't know how his spells were fake before, but now it's clear. I'm afraid even the guy himself doesn't know that these fake spells do have a certain effect, which is to conceal the breath."
The ability of false authentication is to let falsehood overshadow truth, which naturally has a certain effect of falsehood. Bai Mo did not lie.
"Concealed aura?"
"Well, although the effect is very limited, it is still effective."
"But the purpose of everyone buying the charm is not just to hide the aura. This is still deception and will kill everyone at the critical moment!" After a moment of silence, Zhang Tao said sullenly.
Bai Mo shook his head slightly and suddenly asked: "Do you think that in that big market, with so many people, no one can tell that the spell is fake?"
Brother and sister Zhang Tao were stunned.
"People only want to believe what they want to believe. For example, you clearly didn't personally feel that the charm was fake, but you directly chose to believe my words and thought that the charm must be fake, didn't you?"
"It's not because we believe in you." Zhang Rouzhu pouted.
"Then have you ever thought about why you believe me so much? We have only known each other for a few days."
Zhang Tao and Zhang Rouzhu were stunned.
"because……"
Seeing that the two of them were hesitant to speak, Bai Mo directly took over their words: "The reason is very simple, because you all think that I am a powerful person."
"So what?"
"You can think about it, if I was just an ordinary person, would you still believe me so easily?"
The two were silent for a long time. Although they didn't want to admit it, it seemed to be the case. If Bai Mo was really ordinary, they wouldn't even consider letting Zhang Rouzhu pretend to be a couple.
Bai Mo said: "The rules of the world have always been made by the strong. They have the right to speak. Naturally, people are superstitious about the strong and have no doubts about the words of those with authority."
"Ignorance and weakness often coexist." He said calmly, "Believe me, even if you tell everyone now that the spell is fake, they may not believe it..."
He looked up at the sky and spoke in a low voice.
"Because I have tried it before." Twenty taels of silver was a little less, but in modern times it is still 8,000 to 10,000 yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu also planned to draw a big cake for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu had a lot of money before.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, his body is not what he used to be. What he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little, what if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on him, he will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the shaft of the car and whispered.
But what Qin An said next made him almost jump out of fright.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Get closer, get closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he had seen it right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he took a wooden gun and strangled him around his neck. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Whoosh, whoosh!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
To be continued...