Pouring a few drops into his palm, he eagerly extended his tongue to lick it all clean, showing an expression of obsessive intoxication.
"Look."
After the drunkenness faded, he raised his head and grinned:
"It's not poisoned, right?"
"Hmph."
Fang Zheng let out a soft grunt, reached out to take the pocket-sized gourd, and with a slight shake of his single hand, a Spirit Talisman appeared between his fingers and spontaneously ignited.
"By decree!"
"Come swiftly!"
Beast-Expelling Talisman!
A rare yet practical Spirit Talisman that can summon or repel nearby small creatures.
As Fang Zheng lightly beckoned with one hand, the earth trembled not far away, and a large rat crawled out, shaking its body as it came closer.
Who knows what it ate to grow, but in this famine year, it has become quite plump.
Fang Zheng held the gourd and dropped a few drops onto the ground.
"No!"
