Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

Chapter 46

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Qi Chen stretched his head over to take a look, and saw that there was a small patch on the floor where the drum-shaped wooden flower cabinet was originally placed, which seemed to be soaked with some kind of water stain, but the area was very small, only half the size of a palm.

And the shape is a bit weird, a bit like a child's palm, the middle part is the palm, and the elongated part is the fingers, but the fingers are not only five, but seven, and the front end is not round, but rather sharp It left seven small holes gouged out in the floor.

If you ignore the dark water stains, just look at the seven small holes and connect them with lines, a bit like the shape of the Big Dipper.

It's just that these seven stars have a kind of evil spirit when they look at them, which makes people feel very uneasy.

When Qi Chen saw the palm print, his heart jumped for no apparent reason, and then he subconsciously grabbed Long Ya's sleeve and pulled him back.

Apparently he wasn't the only one who felt this way. Li Zhengchang on the side suddenly took a breath, rubbed his arms, and muttered, "Don't look like this, it makes me feel a little chilly."

After saying this, Long Ya didn't give him a blank look or sneer, but after looking down at the seven small holes, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Qi Chen with one hand, grabbed Li Zhengchang's collar with the other, and stepped back. After a few meters, he flashed to the position beside the sofa.

Qi Chen didn't have time to be surprised when he saw a black shadow instantly rise from the place where the palm print was left.

Said to be a black shadow, the thickness is more like splashed ink, so black that it is impossible to breathe. Like a virus, it spreads quickly. Covered the entire corner, and quickly spread to all directions.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the pure black curtains spread over the four walls, and the doors and windows were tightly sealed.

Without the light from the outside, the whole house was instantly plunged into darkness.

"Lights, lights... Wait for me, I'll find the switch, right here, right here!" Li Zhengchang didn't know if he was too frightened or was really too receptive to this kind of weird event, or maybe It's just that Longya's brain is not good. At that moment, his first reaction was not to be too scared to breathe, but to touch the dome light switch in the house.

"Shut up!" Long Ya shouted coldly, and then shook his palm, and a handful of flames lit up in his palm, illuminating a bright light.

However, in such a dark environment, this kind of fireball-like light can't increase the sense of security, because I don't know if something will suddenly pop out in the darkness where the light can't be seen!

Under the light of the fire, Qi Chen turned his head and saw the switch on the wall next to him, and he raised his hand and patted it without hesitation.

As a result, the switch was pressed, but the headlights hanging on the top just flickered a few times, emitting a strange red light, struggling precariously on the verge of breaking.

Finally, the chandelier still couldn't resist with a soft sound of "pop". After doing a little bit of responsibility, it turned off the fire completely, and there was no movement.

As soon as the chandelier broke, Li Zhengchang's latent fear finally came up, and he rushed to Longya in a panic: "Expert, what's the situation?"

"There's nothing wrong, it's just a word!" Long Ya held the firelight, raised his hand and swept the whole house. It was still the same lazy tone, but Qi Chen could hear a little from that tone. Annoyed. Sure enough, after pretending to be forced for a second, he still couldn't help but gloomily said: "It's really hard to think about, that shameless bastard!"

"What's the matter?" Qi Chen was pulled by Long Ya and leaned towards him again, he couldn't help asking.

"Feng Shui!" Every word Long Ya said seemed to pop out of his teeth, "The gutter rat deliberately used the hands of the Feng Shui master to make a mess of the Feng Shui in this room, and then used beads to calculate If we are ready, we will come, and 80% of them can’t stand the disgusting and broken arrangement, so they will naturally help to adjust the handle. The bad is in this adjustment!”

Qi Chen was a little surprised: "It's the adjustment?"

"That thing is set. If the feng shui in this house is not adjusted, it is just a group of demons dancing wildly. There are so many antiques in the house. Up, at first glance, this house will form a good nest to gather wealth and fortune, but that thing left that palm print in the corner of the wall, you can see the seven holes, connected together in the shape of the Big Dipper , it's just the opposite! With that thing, the good feng shui in a room will be reversed in an instant, how good it should be, how bad it should be now, just to disgust me!"

When Qi Chen thought about it, he understood the man's intentions—

Long Ya is born with a domineering arrogance, and he is used to it. Few can play a few tricks with him seriously, which has led to the development of this kind of laziness for thousands of years, because most things come to him. It's not a hassle to say, it can be solved with the touch of a finger, so I don't bother to be more serious, and I habitually ignore my opponent.

His character has always liked to hit hard, and hit him directly, and he did the math, and he didn't like to mess with those who went round and round.

Therefore, when encountering Longya, he is forced to die, and he has to be tricked in a way that he does not look down on, so that it is easy to calculate him.

It's just... This is really just for the sake of calculating the dragon teeth

For a moment, this doubt flashed in Qi Chen's mind. He always felt that Long Ya's recent performance, as well as some small doubts in previous matters, were inextricably related to him.

Is the person behind him running towards Longya, who thinks he is in the way, or is he running at him, thinking that Longya is troublesome

This series of things flashed quickly in his mind, and splashed water, and was scattered by a strange smell.

When the black curtain sealed the whole house, Longya only used the fire to take a picture of the situation, and simply put the fire to the corner to take a picture, and then raised his hand and called out the knife boy. At this moment, the pea-like doll also knew that the situation was wrong, and had no time to find Qi Chen to be cute and stupid, and turned into a thin knife the moment he appeared.

It's just different from before, this thin knife is very long and narrow, almost larger than the body of Dragon Tooth.

The moment the long knife fell, the golden light flashed all over Longya's body, and the whole person turned into a phantom.

Qi Chen only saw where the blade had passed, and the black curtain was drawn with long and narrow cracks. For a moment, he could almost see the outside scene...

However, those cracks closed again in the blink of an eye, clinging to the four walls, looking vulnerable, but in fact they couldn't be opened at all!

The figure wrapped in the knife light swept back to Qi Chen in an instant. When the dragon tooth fell to the ground, his brows were wrinkled, and his face was filled with suffocating anger. Ready to shoot again.

Qi Chen looked at the black wall, fearing that Long Ya would be too angry, he grabbed his sleeve and comforted: "It's nothing to be sealed in this room, this black thing looks quite like the black curtain of Long Huaidu. , I guess it can't be split by a knife. Didn't you just say that the paw print reversed the feng shui of a room? Then maybe there is a key point. If you can reverse it again, if you find it, the black thing will naturally be withdrawn. now-"

Before he finished speaking, he sniffed again, took two breaths, and muttered, "What smells...?"

The looming smell just now was covered by the aura of soldiers around Longya, but now it suddenly became more intense.

Long Ya had a dark face, raised his hand and waved four or five fires, which bounced to each corner of the wall, casting a dim yellow light in the room.

Under the light of the fire, Qi Chen clearly saw that a layer of mist-like things quickly spread in the house, just like the fog that suddenly rises in the forest in the early morning. Before he realized it, the whole house had been enveloped, and everyone even the light of the fire in the corner became hazy in the mist.

The fog carried a damp vapor, mixed with a faint but sweet scent, and something… something else.

Wei Wei is a little weird, but it doesn't smell bad, it just makes people feel a little dazed.

Qi Chen inexplicably thought of something like peach blossom miasma, and at the moment when the smell appeared, Long Ya raised his hand to cover Qi Chen's mouth and nose, and then a low voice whispered in Qi Chen's ear: " Don't breathe in."

"Yeah." Qi Chen nodded immediately after hearing this, closed his mouth, and held his breath.

Without that smell, the trance feeling was instantly relieved a lot.

It's just that he's alright. Li Zhengchang was already short of breath because of his panic. When Longya stopped him, he had already sucked in too much, and he swayed three times. He was trying to walk towards the stairs. Muttered, "I'm so sleepy... I want to sleep."

Under the light of the fire, his cheeks showed a strange red color. At first glance, it was abnormal. He hummed ramble: "Why are you sleepier than a few days ago... No, I'll sleep for a while, you guys..."

Before the words were finished, he had already "thumped", fell down the stairs, and fell asleep.

Qi Chen: "..."

He blinked, looked at Li Zhengchang and then at Longya, who twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a look of disgust: "Pull it down! It's good that the corpse is quite corpse, Shan Xiao can still use less effort!"

Unlike Qi Chen, he is not a human at all. To be precise, Longya should belong to a spirit monster, but because his body is a knife, so things like poison and miasma are of no use to him at all. Of course you don't have to hold your breath and shut up...

In fact, perhaps breathing was optional for him, and he probably never experienced what it would feel like to hold his breath.

But Qi Chen is different. His lung capacity is actually pretty good, but after all, in this environment, no matter how daring people are, they are somewhat frightened. The faster the heartbeat is, the more oxygen they consume. Usually, taking a deep breath can't hold it back. In a short time, it didn't work very well at the moment. When he saw Li Zhengchang's collapse, he didn't know if it was a psychological effect or what, and suddenly felt that the oxygen in his body was going to be exhausted.

Anxiety grows from the cracks in the bones, and soon spreads to the brain.

The airtight black curtains on the four walls are still there, and the mist with a strange fragrance is getting thicker and thicker, so thick that Qi Chen can hardly even see the dragon teeth. hold. At the same time, the sound of wet footsteps came from the direction of the stairs... but Qi Chen couldn't hear it clearly.

He couldn't speak, he couldn't breathe, and the anxiety of the lack of oxygen made him almost struggle.

Just after he wriggled his fingers unconsciously twice, he felt that the leader of Long beside him suddenly leaned over.

His chin was pinched and lifted, and then something warm and soft covered his lips, and he came in without warning.

Qi Chen: "..."