"What talents have you awakened?" Grandma Yajia stared at the two people who climbed ashore covered in blood, her eyes flickering.
"I" Clark looked excited and wanted to answer, but Harley held him back and said calmly: "I didn't get anything, keep walking!"
The Sea of Blood is the first story in the "Book of Wonderland". Before it, there was only the fairy town in the "Prologue".
More than half of the civilian fairies and fairies in Wonderland live in the Fairy Town.
The fairy market town and the Blood Sea are separated by a layer of sky with flying clouds.
Harley and Clark walked bloody step by step, stepping on white clouds to the outskirts of the market town.
Only then did the sea of blood, which looked like red ink, disappear completely from the bodies of the two men.
Goblins, elves and fairies all look alike, with pointed ears, awl faces, and slender limbs.
However, goblins are shorter and have a long tail behind their buttocks, while fairies are slender and have one or two pairs of cicada-like wings on their shoulders.
Fairies dress up in a variety of ways.
Some were only wearing tattered shorts and vests, with bare feet and legs, some were dressed like medieval peasants, there were also gentlemen in suits and ties, and there were warriors with daggers on their waists and a cloak behind their backs.
The clothes of fairies are relatively uniform. They all wear robes that are not conducive to flying, but make them look as ethereal as fairies during flight. They are very beautiful and can add to their temperament.
The market consists of carts, stalls and shops. It occupies a small area and is just a "pedestrian street" built around the square.
The total number of vendors, customers and residents was about three to four thousand, and it was very lively to be crowded together in one place.
In addition to fairies and goblins, there are also spirits with animal shapes and mages from the outside world.
There are a wide variety of products in the shops and stalls.
There are so many types that Harley and Clark are overwhelmed.
Even a small stall the size of a computer desk contains hundreds of items.
All handmade, no duplicates at all.
Harley was attracted by a full-length mirror. A bald, middle-aged goblin kept throwing strange creatures into the mirror, including a mermaid, a squirrel man, and a shackled human girl. Then the faces of these people appeared behind the mirror.
statue.
"Hey, young man, it's you. Whatever you want, come closer and take a look."
An elderly female seductress shouted to Clark who was looking around.
"No, thank you, I don't have any money."
Clark glanced at the amethyst-like grapes on the stall, swallowed, and waved his hand in refusal.
"If you don't have money, just pay with your fingers. You have ten of them anyway. One or two missing is not a big deal." The old goblin smiled mysteriously, covered the grape frame with a piece of cloth, and then opened it, revealing a basket of almost transparent fruit pulp.
Yali replaced it.
After covering the cloth like this, and then opening it again, the old goblin revealed seven or eight kinds of fruits to Clark.
"Give me a finger and I'll give you a basket of fruit."
Clark looked wary and shook his head repeatedly.
"Don't want to eat fruit?" The old goblin covered the cloth again and then opened it again, and all kinds of strange objects appeared in turn.
A dagger inlaid with gems, a golden cross dagger, a ruby watermelon, an emerald pony, and a music box where real villains dance.
"If you are still not satisfied with these, you can make a wish yourself. Any wish will do."
"My fingers are all useful," Clark said.
"Then use your toes, two toes touching one finger."
"I need to walk on my toes." Clark refused again.
"Isn't it okay to live for half a year? You are still young and your lifespan is as long as the gray hairs on my head."
"I'm really not hungry, so I won't eat fruit."
Clark's stomach growled, but he shook his head firmly.
"Young man, haven't I made it clear? Not just fruits, I can fulfill any wish you have. If you are really afraid of death, I think your voice is mellow and powerful. Why don't you give me your voice?"
Clark's expression was already a little horrified, she was an evil old witch!
"Hey, give me the color of your eyes. This is the lowest price." The old woman sighed, but her eyes were fixed on Clark without moving away.
Clark waved his hand, "I don't have any wishes."
"Forget it." The old woman stood up shakily, shook the blue floral cloth, and replaced the strange objects on the stall with fruits.
"" Silently, a small silver bracelet inlaid with more than a dozen gorgeous gemstones fell from the old woman's body, fell on the dirt floor, rolled forward, rolled out from under the table, rolled to the street, and just got into the colorful cloud gauze of Clark's cloak.
Changing long cloak.
The old woman didn't realize anything. After turning the stall into a basket of red apples, she sat back and closed her eyes to take a nap.
"Hey, old lady, your bracelet fell off."
Clark picked up the bracelet immediately and handed it back.
"Oh, it's really my bracelet. Young man, you have a sincere and kind heart."
The old woman was happy and grateful. She took out a red apple from the basket and said, "My dear, this is a small gift for you. Thank you."
"You're welcome." Clark declined.
"You look down on me? You think I'm just an old goblin selling fruit?" The old woman kept handing out apples, her eyes hurt.
"No, I" Clark could only take the apple.
The next second, a circle of white smoke rose under him. The smoke dissipated, and a three-meter-tall strong cow with smooth hair and bulging muscles appeared in place.
The strong cow's eyes are sky blue, flashing with confusion and fear, "moo"
"Hahaha, what a strong cow. I won't have to pull the cart by myself from now on!"
The old woman clapped her hands and smiled happily.
The goblins around them were not surprised and did not make any fuss. They only pointed around the strong cow and pointed.
"What's going on? Why did my companion turn into a cow?" Harley ran over and asked loudly.
She had actually noticed the movement here, but the old woman was evil and Clark was also very alert.
Never would you have imagined that just an apple could turn a person into a cow.
Clark hasn't eaten the apple yet.
The old woman pointed to the red apple in the cow's mouth and said proudly: "Everything has a price. If you accept my gift, you have to repay me with a wish."
Harry touched the beef ribs and sensed that with just one thought, he could use God's force field to expel the old woman's third-rate transformation technique.
She felt relieved.
"He gave you back the bracelet, and the apple was the reward," she said.
The white-haired old goblin shook the bracelet, and the little bits of magic light dissipated from the bracelet and turned into a circle of straw rope.
"This is the rubbish I threw away, not the bracelet." The old goblin laughed loudly, "You throw a piece of peel away and I pick it up and give it back to you. Can you say you are helping me?
This apple of mine is no ordinary thing.
It comes from the Fairy Queen's apple orchard. Eating it can not only prolong your life, but also allow you to experience 36 kinds of first love.
The apple minus the value of the straw rope is my gift to him."
"You have the nerve to say this kind of fairy dance in public. Isn't it illegal in the fairyland?" Harry looked around, and the fairies around him looked disapproving.
"Old Kama makes money by his wisdom. What kind of crime is he breaking? Foreign human mages are so ignorant." The goblin man who was also selling fruit next to him sneered.
"That's right, you don't even understand the rules of fairies, yet you dare to come to the fairyland."
"This is a country bumpkin, a country bumpkin."
No righteous person could be found among the nearby onlookers, so Harry turned his attention to Grandma Yajia who was snickering next to her, "Are you just standing there watching Mondo get deceived?"
"Hey hey hey, this is the goblin market, what can you do to me?" Granny Yajia sneered and retreated step by step into the crowd.
"We signed a contract." Harry said.
"Hahaha, see for yourself what is written on the contract." Granny Yajia said proudly.
Harry took out the wooden board from under the cloak. The words on it were blurred for a while, and then became clear again. From the regular English written by her, it turned into twisted and scrawled elf writing.
Even if you can't read the fairy text, you can still understand it through staring.
Grandma Yajia is not responsible for anything she does, you idiot, hahahaha
Just this sentence.
"I have never seen such a stupid person actually use my magic wood to write a contract." Granny Yajia exhaled and raised her eyebrows, venting to the spirits around her the agony of being oppressed and threatened.
"No matter what she wrote on the board, when I touched it, the true content of the contract was etched beneath the surface, and she had no idea.
It's a pity that old Mrs. Kama was a thief and took the lead, preventing me from realizing my real plan."
The goblins around laughed loudly, "Humans are just stupid."
"What big plans do you have?" Harley said calmly.
Grandma Yajia looked around and saw a little goblin pushing a wheelbarrow outside. Her eyes lit up and she yelled, "Slot, where have you gone?"
The goblin with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks complained: "Of course, at the entrance of the market, there are the most foreigners there, and it's the best place to cheat.
It takes one mile from the street corner to this square. How difficult is it to push a cart?"
"By the way, where are the two fat sheep you mentioned?"
Grandma Yajia pointed at Harley and Clark Cow, "They were beaten to the punch!"
"What a strong ox, he must be very strong and an extremely powerful warrior!" Slot exclaimed.
"What a pity, what a pity! If I had come earlier, he would have been mine." He lamented, stamping his feet.
"What are you going to do?" Harley asked indifferently.
"There are many ways," Grandma Yajia said with a smile, "For example, I give Slott's jewelry to you, and then he shouts "Catch the thief" and asks the market guard to arrest you."
"Can it still be like this?" Harley looked around, "Where are the market guards?"
A middle-aged elf in a tuxedo, small glasses, and an owl-like hairstyle came over, bowed to her, and then said: "This market is the first ring of Lord Glory. Hell broke out two days ago."
It's a big deal, sir, let's go back and take care of the housework."
Damn it, the manager turned out to be a devil, why do you need to ask for justice?
Harry sighed secretly and asked, "Isn't it against the law for Snoot to shout to catch the thief?"
The Tuxedo Fairy said tactfully: "Slot often secretly puts his jewelry on passengers and then shouts to catch the thief.
The trapped traveler can either give me his most valuable treasure as a price and seek redemption from me or become his personal slave for seventy years."
Seeing that Harry had no intention of paying for the ransom, his expression became colder and he continued: "This kind of behavior is strictly prohibited in the market.
But in order to punish Slot, the traveler must first prove that he was framed.
It would be best to catch him red-handed when he is setting up a frame-up.
Miss Witch, do you have any questions now?"
Harley pointed at Kama, the fruit seller, "Her behavior is not illegal?"
"Magical tricks are the nature of fairies, and every outsider should know the rules of fairyland in advance.
Just like humans have human customs, when goblins go to the human world, they have to disguise themselves as human beings from appearance to behavior and thoughts." The tuxedo was still polite, but there was obvious arrogance on his face.
"To summarize briefly, Wonderland allows forced buying and selling through fraud, right?" Harley asked calmly.
Tuxedo raised his eyebrows and corrected: "It's not a scam, it's an artistic technique with a high technical content."
"Hey, I feel like I missed out on tens of billions!" Harley sighed with emotion, unable to hide the joy in her tone.
"This is my fairyland on earth. If I had known that fairyland had such rules, I would have come here a long time ago."
In the baffled looks of all the goblins, fairies and mages, she opened her mouth and spit out a black cloud.