Spiritualist

Chapter 322: Old trick box

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When it was said that it was too late, I avoided this person's attack as soon as I flashed my body, my wrist shook, and a hand knife slashed on the back of this person's neck with a painful grunt, Peng! The attacker who was beaten fainted fell to the ground.

The whole process is as fast as lightning, but it takes only a second.

"what!"

From the door of the secret room, there was a cry of exclamation from the partners, and then flashlights all struck the person who fell on the ground.

After screaming with joy in surprise, Wang Tujin, who was carrying Wang Lita, ran in quickly. The flashlight beam swayed, and he squatted down and reached out to help the man who fell on the ground.

"Ya'er, is it you? It's really you. That's great, I know you are still alive." Wang Tujin's eyes were flushed, and some tears appeared.

"It's mother!"

When Wang Lita heard this, he tore off the blindfolded cloth, used the flashlight to see the woman whose head was on Wang Tujin's knee, and yelled happily.

"Mom, wake up, I'm Tata, and Tata Ball is here."

She held the big black cat tower ball that called'meow, meow' in one hand, and tried hard to reach her mother's face with the other hand.

I twisted my neck and watched the scene with a smile.

Yes, it was Cui Ya who stabbed me with a peach wood sword hidden in the cabinet.

Maybe the place where she was dropped is this secret room, where there is a wall-mounted TV, so she must have heard several notifications from the Blood Moon Ghost Realm, knowing the danger, and planning to hide in the secret room until four o’clock. Bell.

Unexpectedly, we suddenly opened the secret room. Cui Ya was worried that the second batch of participants came in and hid in the closet. When I opened the closet door, she knew that she couldn't hide, so she started desperately.

Okay, that's me, let's change the response slower, maybe she stabbed to death with a mahogany sword? This woman is reckless and terrifying.

I didn't say anything more, in the backhand, the tip of the Abimo sword had pierced Cui Ya's arm.

"Oh, don't hurt my mother." Little friend Wang Lita glared at me and shouted.

The people behind came around.

"Tata, don't get me wrong, Master Du, he did this for everyone's safety."

Of course Wang Tujin understands why I pierced Cui Ya's skin, because he also worried that the unconscious woman in front of him was really Cui Ya

Only one murderer was sealed, and there were two lurking in the hotel building. The ghost knew where to hide

Who can guarantee

Cui Ya in front of me must be real

If you stab her with the Abimo sword, you can be sure if she is alive.

After several great dangers, Wang Tujin's thinking has changed, and he supports my approach.

There was normal blood flowing from Cui Ya’s arm. I relaxed a bit, retracted the Abimo sword, and said in a solid voice, “This is a real person, it’s okay, you can treat the wound, and then find some cold water to splash on her face. , You can wake up. By the way, first collect her mahogany sword, otherwise she will jump up abruptly and hurt people."

After I ordered these, I got up and went to the closet.

There are Wang Tujin and Wang Tan on Cui Ya's side. That is to say, it is their business to explain the situation.

This Cui Ya can survive to the present day, it is really fateful.

Behind me was the movement of Wang Tujin and Wang Tan splashing water on Cui Ya's face, and I had already walked to the first large cabinet and looked down at the three old wooden boxes of different shapes and sizes in the cabinet.

"Mom, you are awake."

Tata yelled happily, and then Wang Tujin pressed Cui Ya and hurriedly comforted, Cui Ya calmed down.

Then, Wang Tan explained the situation in a few words, and Cui Ya cried bitterly while hugging her husband, child and big black cat.

My ears received these sounds, but 90% of my mind fell on the box.

I didn't dare to blast open the box impulsively. These were Jiang Zihuai's relics. The ghost knew what was hidden inside

It would be miserable if the box was violently blasted and the spell or mechanism was touched.

I wondered in secret that an old fox like Jiang Zihuai would definitely set up organs or spells to conspirate against others, and it would be possible if one was not careful.

Therefore, I dare not move randomly.

There was a breeze around me, and Peony had reached the side. She turned to look at my serious face, and said softly, "Why, afraid of being guarded by evil laws?"

Peony can see at a glance why I dare not do it.

"This is the relic of the old demon, Jiang Zihuai. From his vicious temper, these things must not be opened easily."

I nodded and answered in a low voice.

"Jiang Zihuai's true skills are far superior to you and me. These boxes may have been arranged during his peak spells. Once triggered, the consequences would be disastrous. I believe that they can razed the secret room to the ground."

Peony recognizes my caution.

"Then what to do? We are short of resources. If there are talisman and tools in it, it can increase the chance of survival, but because of Jiang Zihuai

He's vicious, and he didn't dare to blast open the wooden box. Could it be that he could only watch? "

I made an annoying response, my eyes still locked on the wooden boxes carved with various patterns. The largest of them was one meter long and half a meter high, and the smallest wooden box was only tens of centimeters long and seven or eight centimeters long. Centimeter high, don’t know what's hidden inside

The locks are all ancient locks, which are easy to damage, but how could Jiang Zihuai not have an evil method of protection

Not far behind, Sui Yongting and Dong Lingzheng were talking to Cui Ya, talking about a series of evil things that happened not long ago. Cui Ya was not surprised when he heard about the encounter with the murderer and the evil monk quartet. small.

"Among these closets, how many boxes are there in total?"

Peony asked.

I turned my head and looked at the closet, calculated secretly, and whispered: "There are 17 wooden boxes of various sizes, all of them are very old. There are three bigger ones, and the others are smaller. Some are only the size of a palm, but they are all up. Locked, you cannot perceive mana fluctuations. If there is protection from evil spells, it is still asleep. But I feel that as long as it is not turned on in the correct way, it will trigger offensive spells. Jiang Zihuai is definitely not a fuel-saving lamp! Even if he is dead, But still not to be underestimated."

"Xiaodu, in my opinion, let's not touch the wooden boxes. When the matter is resolved, we will move the seventeen boxes back to the villa branch dojo, let Gong Zhong and Xue Zhutao have a headache." Mudan gave Suggest.

I thought about it, but I could only follow this advice.

I have a few catties and two weights. If Jiang Zihuai in the peak period made hands and feet on the box, if it was touched, Peony and I would be killed, not to mention the ordinary people present.

Sometimes people have to learn to resist bewitching!

I know that there may be good things hidden in the old boxes, but I just don't dare to open it. This psychological torment can only be experienced by people who have personally experienced it. It is really a test of perseverance.

"Master Du, I just confessed to the wrong person, so I hurt you. I'm really sorry!"

Behind him, Cui Ya's apology came.

When I heard the sound, I turned my head, smiled and looked at Cui Ya who was sitting on the ground next to the bed, and said softly: "It's okay, don't care, no one... Huh?"

I stopped talking suddenly, because a black light flashed in my vision, just at the crack in the opposite wall.

Seeing me staring straight at the wall over there, everyone was shocked, and subconsciously looked at it.

(End of this chapter)