As a resident of Mercer City, Tang Qi's original body has been to Midtown Park, where the planning is very reasonable, and the forest is combined with the convenience of modern civilization, so that you can enjoy the more primitive scenery and eat perverted and spicy hot dogs.

However, this Blue Bear Park is obviously only left with its original style, and there is almost no reasonable planning, probably just a forest, dirt slope, and small lake to enclose it, and put it into use as a park.

Tang Qi thought that it would take a lot of time to find that night market.

Apparently, he overestimated the size of this park.

After only passing through a dense forest and over a steep slope, Tang Qi saw his destination.

In front of me, there is a picture that makes people feel very happy, of course, if it is an ordinary person, it will also feel weird.

In the middle of the park, there is probably a large lawn.

At this time, it is actually brightly lit.

What Tang Qi saw were tents, tents with different characteristics, some were obviously used as stalls, and some were being grilled or gathered for some people, and the most exaggerated was undoubtedly the largest tent.

Judging by the sign hanging outside, it could be a circus.

In the gaps of various tents, there are small private stalls, with the help of the lights around the lawn, carrying out their own small business. It was supposed to be the dead of night, but the place was bustling with people, and although it wasn't crowded, it was definitely lively.

Tang Qi was not close, and he could already faintly hear the voices mixed together, as well as some musical sounds, not very formal, but very spiritual.

"Well, it seems that Mr. Cassel is not lying to me, there is indeed an interesting evening market in Blue Bear Park. ”

"Since Cassel can find the Activation Essos Ghost Grass and the materials for the configuration of the Spider Demon Elixir in it, then I guess I can also find the materials I need, although the amount may be larger, but ...... I've got money. ”

As he spoke, Tang Qi reached into his arms, took out a small cloth bag, and shook it, and there was an immediate clanging sound inside.

A bag of Condor coins!

Although this bag is not large, with Tang Qi's understanding of the purchasing power of the Condor Gold Coins, as long as there is really something he needs in this bazaar in front of him, he will definitely make the seller satisfied. Muttering, Donkey put the bag back in his pocket, and then descended the steep slope along the humble trail, smoothly stepping onto the main road that was not wide.

Perhaps not long after the bazaar began, people with different or similar purposes to Tang Qi gathered from all over the place.

Sellers and performers have already entered the venue in advance, and most of the people who have arrived now should be buyers and bored spectators.

Tang Qi saw hippies with homemade musical instruments on their backs, well-dressed fur merchants, and some old gentlemen, presumably antique collectors, mostly young people, young people who admired self and mysteriousness.

Of course, it's not too much of a problem to say it's nerds and freaks.

Even if a normal teenager wants to go out late at night, it should be in a bar, not in this spooky park.

Soon Tang Qi stepped into the bazaar, no one stopped him, and as soon as he stepped on the lawn, surrounded by a variety of tents and stalls, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Tang Qi plays a neatly dressed little gentleman with obvious curiosity and excitement on his face. If it is an experienced trader, you can see that he is a "little fat sheep" at this time, and as long as you use a little means, you can slaughter it well.

However, no one seems to have taken the initiative to invite guests, not even shouting.

In the air, most of them are still the wandering songs and the songs of hippies that are a little out of tune and broken.

The corners of Tang Qi's mouth hooked a touch of arc, and the amplitude under his feet became light and natural, and he soon completely blended into the crowd, even if he looked very seriously, he couldn't find Tang Qi's figure in a group of people.

As a buyer, Donkey didn't immediately look for what he needed.

Rather, as the crowd walked, the first time I stopped, was in front of a tent, semi-open layout, inside was a band singing, their instruments looked rough and primitive, obviously homemade, even the songs were original, not mature, but there was a kind of rugged charm.

Tang Qi admired it for a moment, and finally rewarded him with a silver coin.

The next tent was unexpectedly a "spiritual room", hosted by a thin old man with a white beard, a small white braid, a self-tanned animal skin garment, and a sign hanging outside the tent that anyone could join, and that it was free.

The so-called spirituality, similar to Tang Qi's meditation method, pursues the purification, elevation and transcendence of the self spirit in order to achieve a peaceful state of all things.

The difference is that spirituality does not produce any supernatural power.

So Tang Qi took a look, and then went to the next tent, this time it was finally a serious stall, the owner was a mountain man named Thorne, with a very cute little Lori, who was selling all kinds of animal skins and herbs, and some beautiful stones, the latter should have been added by Little Lori herself.

Tang Qi looked around, the crowd began to disperse, not to leave, but the market had already begun for half an hour, most people were looking for the tents or stalls they were interested in, and there were not many people wandering around.

This time, Tang Qi did not leave quickly, but decided to start his shopping trip tonight from this stall.

Because, he saw something in his shopping list.

"Hello, I'm Thorne, do you need anything?"

Perhaps Tang Qi stopped for a little long, and the owner of the stall, the mountain man Thorne, came over after greeting the last guest, and asked politely as well.

"I want to know, how many more of this herb do you have?"

When Tang Qi heard this, he didn't hide it, and directly pointed to a large pile of herbs placed on the animal skin in front of him, and a few strange-looking plants.

It was a black grass with roots long since withered, and some white outlines on the thumb-sized leaves, which matched the overall color to form the illusion of an eye.

"This is the black goat eye, an herb that treats eye ailments, and is said to have been used for thousands of years by the indigenous people of the Berbol tribe to make smoke and smoked to treat injured or infected eyes. ”

"I brought a dozen of them this time, and if there is a lot of demand, I can come back next week, and I can bring more. ”

"Do you need me to wrap you up now?"

I have to say that the mountain man who looks wooden is a powerful salesman.

Tang Qi just asked casually, but in the end, it turned out to be paying.

However, his introduction to that herb was only half right, and it belonged to the category of ordinary people, but in the transcendent realm, although that herb was also called black goat's eye, it was also a material in many secret medicine recipes.

For example, one of the basic secret medicines that Tang Qi planned to concoct, the psychic secret medicine.

Black goat's eye is a more important material in the formula.

So after being surprised, Tang Qi immediately smiled and said, "Okay!"