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Chapter 213 Bronze Ghost Face

"Come on, please stop and take a look!"

A noticeable sound of gongs sounded in the market, attracting many pedestrians, including Luo Feng, to look at each other.

A humanoid creature with a short figure as gnome, with a sharper and more harsh monster accent, beating a hollow black gong while bowing to the passers-by. The ugly face full of fish scales inexplicably gave Luo Feng a feeling of cynical treacherousness.

The dwarf was wearing a well-decent robe and jacket. Seeing that many people were already gathering around curiously, he threw away the black gong and wooden hammer in his hand, and suddenly used his limbs together, like a monkey, and rushed to the roof of the stall like a monkey.

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and soon saw the word [Jing Bo] on the head of a dwarf with a figure that looked like a monkey and a face that looked a bit like a fish monster.

It's not the racial name like before? Could it be that this is a special NP? Or is it "Jing Bo" its racial name?

"Hey, everyone, new friends, old friends, that's right, our Jing Bo's fishing dragon game is about to launch a new event!"

Before Luo Feng could think too much, he heard the monster named "Jing Bo" stretch out his short hand with a long fingernail and patted the plaque under its feet. Only then did Luo Feng see clearly that the plaque had the words "Leaping Dragon Gate" written on it?

"From tonight! Until the end of our temple fair this year, I, Mr. Jing, decided to bleed! Big show!"

As he spoke, Jing Bo waved his backhand, and the tall wooden frame that was originally standing next to the stall was immediately pulled down the covered black cloth, revealing the various objects displayed on the wooden frame.

"As long as a customer can successfully catch a fish and dragon from the black pool, I will let him choose a prize for the size of the ground that our store has prepared tonight. If someone can let the fish and dragon jump over the dragon gate, then he will be rewarded with a prize for the size of the sky!"

Jing Bo casually carried a small lantern hanging high, jumped off the wooden pole, and came to the wooden rack of the prize to show the pedestrians the prize tonight's prize.

Luo Feng looked closely and found that there was a small figure swimming in the lantern, as if a glowing fish was swinging its tail inside.

"This is not over yet! Since it is a heavy bleeding, Mr. Jing decided today to give us a double reward? As long as there is a guest who can catch a leaping dragon gate, it will be rewarded with one prize, two, two! Three, four!"

Standing in a low-key manner among the passers-by, Luo Feng looked at the three fingers that Jing Bo raised up and stretched out, and then looked at its stalking and shouting with its neck, and felt a little laughing in his heart.

It seems that the average arithmetic level of monsters is not low?

Fortunately, for some reason, no one noticed him, a living person hidden among the monsters, and all the monsters looked at the prizes displayed by Jing Bo.

A monster shouted, "Okay, Uncle Jing! Our Mingwang Temple Fair has been held for many years. Who doesn't know your virtue? Your broken fish pond is dark, ten feet deep, and there are reefs everywhere under it. Not to mention the dragon gate, it would be great to catch your fish and dragon!"

"yes!"

"That's right!"

"You old ghost want to lie again!"

A crowd of echoes immediately rang.

Luo Feng followed everyone's eyes and looked at the fishing pond at the Jing Bo stall with a few wells wide. The water surface was indeed pitch black. I am afraid that I would not know where the hook would fall.

Seeing a monster shattering the stage, the terrifying smile on Jing Bo's face did not change. He used a claw to stroke the two wretched beards on his mouth, and said with a chuckle: "Hey, everyone, how can this be said to be a lie? I, Jing Bo, didn't tamper with the fishing rod in our store, nor did I put less fish and dragons in the black pool. The difficulty is there. Whether you want to try depends on your wishes. I didn't force you, right?"

Hearing that said, although some of the monsters passing by shook their heads and left, a lot of monsters stopped hesitantly.

Not long after, a male monster stood up.

Luo Feng watched it handed it over dozens of coins that he didn't recognize, and then took a decent bamboo fishing rod from Jing Bo's hand.

As a result, the male monster got nothing at all.

There was no bait on the hook, so I put it directly into the black pool. There were movements a few times, but unfortunately, when I pulled it up, the hook was empty.

With Yan Xiu's eyes, Luo Feng's eyes also became very good. He saw that every time he put down the hook, a series of changing numbers would appear on the fishing rod in the hand of the male monster, which should be the durability of the fishing rod.

With 100 as the upper limit, each fishing will be reduced by 20. In other words, this fishing rod can only be fished 5 times. If you want to fish after use, you must buy a fishing rod from Jing Bo.

Luo Feng hugged the little fox and hid among a group of monsters. His psychological pressure was extremely high, but he still couldn't help but secretly glance at the prizes on the wooden rack.

After all, judging from the reactions of the monsters, the prizes in this Jingbo store are probably very good, otherwise no one would have gone up to give money when he cheated people like this.

At first, because the fire was not very bright, Luo Feng did not take a closer look at the prizes placed on the wooden rack. Now, after carefully looking, he saw that there were also a name prompt on the prizes.

What are the names he has seen in novels and TV series like [Jiulong Scale], [Merry Bead], [Millennium Lotus Wood] in the past.

Well, the names are very good, but he doesn't know how to use them after getting them, so it's better to watch silently.

"Why are you not talking? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Yan Xiu's voice rang in his mind.

Luo Feng's eyes continued to scan the wooden rack casually, and lowered his voice and said, "No. The little fox suddenly took me to a stall, called "Fishing Dragon"? I don't know what this guy wants..."

It ended abruptly before it finished speaking.

"Luo Feng? What's wrong?"

As Yan Xiu asked questions, the little fox, who was lying honestly in Luo Feng's arms, raised his head and looked at him, and saw his eyes falling directly on a certain place.

Luo Feng carefully looked at the monsters around him, then quietly came to the wooden frame and squatted down halfway, staring at an inconspicuous prize on it.

It was a bronze mask with rough lines. Looking at the patterns carefully, Luo Feng judged that the pattern carved on the mask was probably an evil ghost.

At the same time, in his eyes, a name prompt also emerged on the bronze mask, making him unable to help but open his eyes wide-
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