It is not the kind of scarecrow found in fields.
The craftsmanship was a bit more exquisite, with straw woven together like fine rope.
It had no facial features, only two spots for the eyes painted white.
The lower half was mounted on a wooden stick, leaning against the corner of the wall like discarded trash.
The dwarf was still talking as he walked outside. When he turned around at the door, he noticed that Fang Hao was already standing in the corner.
His eyes were fixed on the scarecrow behind the clutter.
He immediately walked over and said, "This is an Essence Scarecrow, also one of my past collectibles, but I simply have too many items and no place to put them."
The dwarf moved some clutter aside and directly took out the scarecrow.
"Uh, the treatment this collectible receives is completely different from the previous ones," Fang Hao remarked.
Previously, they were handled very carefully, gently picked up and put down.
