"Big flowers, you say?" Ming Chuan patted his pocket, and the cigarette case was lying there in good shape. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he was acting with Gao Shan Jing before, he saw Gao Shan Jing collect a ghost with a matchbox, and for the first time he knew that there was such a portable magic circle that could be used, which could be regarded as broadening his mind.

Later, Takayama Jing handed over the matchbox and the ghosts inside to him, although the portable magic circle was disposable and would be invalid when it was used up, but it didn't prevent him from researching.

Gao Shan Jing is also confident, thinking that Ming Chuan, who doesn't know much about magic circles, won't see anything through a matchbox, let alone a beginner like Chuan, even the systematically trained exorcist in Gao Shan's family can't learn a portable magic circle with a matchbox alone.

However, Gao Shan Jing ignored Mingchuan's hole cards, or rather, he didn't know what hole cards Mingchuan had.

Ming Chuan himself has an unusual sensitivity to these, plus he has a genius like Takayama Kaguya by his side, with a little dialing, with Ming Chuan's own sensitivity and understanding, he can quickly realize the key to the portable magic circle.

When he was free, Mingchuan tried to make a portable magic circle similar to a matchbox, but his craftsmanship was not perfect, he couldn't make it so small and fine, and the failure rate was also very high, so he finally made one with a cigarette box.

Although this cigarette box is larger than a matchbox, the effect of the circle is not as good as that of a matchbox, and it can only seal the ghosts of those who have just died with weak energy. And the big flower fits this condition perfectly.

Before this, Ming Chuan hadn't thought about using this toy-like portable magic circle he made to seal Dahua, first, Dahua was his friend, and he didn't have this kind of consciousness to use the magic circle against him. Second, the magic circle has some lethality to ghosts after all, although this is just an ordinary sealing circle, and the effect is very weak, but it will still have some negative effects on ghosts like Dahua who have just died.

But since he put the big flower in it, he didn't plan to release him for the time being. That kid was already very noisy, but now that he has lost his memory, he has only intensified.

Hearing Takayama Kaguya say that he was very similar to Daihana, Mingchuan said that he was very unconvinced.

"Hey, now isn't the time to talk about this, what's the matter with that thing?" Ming Chuan pointed to the coffin that he kicked and moved, of course he didn't think that he could really kick such a huge sarcophagus with a casual kick.

Not to mention a casual kick, even if he seriously accumulates his strength, retreats, jumps, flies up, and kicks firmly on the sarcophagus, it must be his foot that is injured in the end, not this huge sarcophagus.

"You've kicked me into the trap. Takayama Kaguya floated in the air and said talkatively.

"Huh, is there really a mechanism?" Ming Chuan blinked, looked at the coffin that had moved about an inch in front of him, pressed his hands on the ground, got up from the ground, jumped to the side of the coffin, helped it with both hands and pushed it hard.

The coffin did not move.

"Huh?" Ming Chuan withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and scratched his hair a little puzzled, "Stuck?"

He said, "How can a mechanism that has been hundreds of years old still be useful? I guess it's some kind of clip, and the spring is rusty.

Ming Chuan thought as he pushed hard again.

"Hey, you're working so hard, aren't you afraid of anything dangerous coming out later?" Takayama Kaguya reminded, "Normally, the traps in the tombs of this era are deadly. ”

"I think the most lethal thing here is that the closure is too good, and if I don't find the exit, even if there is no mechanism, I will die of lack of oxygen. Ming Chuan suddenly closed his mouth when he said this, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Mingchuan's expression changed, Takayama Kaguya asked in wonder.

"How can there be air here?" Ming Chuan raised his head and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Well, I guess there's a vent. "Takayama Kaguya isn't so sure.

"In the closed burial chamber, why is there a ventilation opening?" Ming Chuan frowned.

"Who knows. Takayama Kaguya shrugged, "Don't look at me like this, I don't know more about things like tombs than you do." ”

There are specializations in the art industry, and even if tomb robbing seems to have something to do with their work, they are actually two different things entirely. They deal with the ghosts that operate in the present society, and the ghosts that have no effect on ordinary humans are not within their scope of business. Only when they are full and have nothing to do, and they want to find death, they will go to the ancient tomb to provoke the ghosts inside.

As for tomb robbers, Ming Chuan felt that if he really wanted to divide them, he should divide those tomb robbers into the ranks of thieves, and they had nothing to do with their exorcists.

Ming Chuan was a little disappointed after hearing this, grinned, stood up straight, and lowered his head in thought.

There is air here, which means that there must be a passage around, most of which was dug by Dahua and his party in order to rob the tomb. Strangely, however, this passage did not excavate the burial chamber.

No, maybe it was dug up, but he didn't find it.

Ming Chuan remembered his previous experience and suddenly expressed doubts about everything around him.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Mingchuan didn't speak, Takayama Kaguya asked with some confusion.

"You say, this is the way it was meant to be, or did you deliberately show us this?" Mingchuan muttered.

Takayama Kaguya is not a stone blue or a big flower, and for Mingchuan's headless words, he understands it after thinking about it.

"Even if there is chaos in the space, it won't be so exaggerated, right?" Although Takayama Kaguya said this, his expression changed slightly, and his body flew into the air as soon as he floated, and looked around carefully.

"Don't look at it, if this place is really affected by time and space and has undergone various distortions, how can you find a flaw floating around like this?" Ming Chuan looked very unimpressed by Takayama Kaguya's behavior.

"Who said I'm looking for a mechanism?" said Takayama Kaguya as he leaned against the wall and said slowly, "I want to know what treasures are hidden behind these stone walls." ”

"Then you take your time. Ming Chuan ignored him, took out his cigarette, leaned on the coffin behind him and smoked.

At this time, although he looked careless and careless, Ming Chuan's heart was thinking carefully.

If this is an independent confined space composed of disordered spaces, then it is very likely that everything here is fake, and it is the illusion that the space brings to them.

Thinking of this, Ming Chuan cursed in a low voice, leaned against the coffin behind him, raised his foot and kicked on the side wall of the coffin facing him.