Meng Fan took the box in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The box is engraved with complicated inscriptions, I can't see any meaning, but it seems to contain a kind of seductive power, when Meng Fan just put his eyes on it, his consciousness appeared in a short trance, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face!

This box has no keyhole, I can't tell where the opening is, I grasp it in my hand, there is a slight vibration sensation coming out, if you put it to your ear and listen to it, you can also hear a slight buzzing sound, like the sound of countless gears turning, which is very strange.

Meng Fan pinched it a little harder, and the box didn't move at all, and there was a strange anti-shock force.

This made Meng Fan dare not be reckless and tempting.

"This box is full of Karakura, is there a release soul pill in it?"

Meng Fan rubbed the box with his fingers, full of anticipation, but he was no longer as worried as before, such a mysterious box, the things in it should not be ordinary.

However, he didn't dare to open it violently, in case it would be bad if he destroyed the contents inside.

In ancient times, some of the tricks had a self-destruct function, which was not much worse than the current technology.

"Gotta find a way to see what's inside!"

Meng Fan's fingers swiped across the box, and for a moment, he suddenly thought of the Dream Dao Technique.

The Dream Path can penetrate physical materials such as walls, but I don't know if it can penetrate this box.

"Dream Path!"

He snorted softly, and the fugue body walked out of his body, his eyes slowly approaching the box, and his head gradually merged with the box, which was equivalent to putting his eyes into the box, and staring at it, but his vision seemed to be repelled by some force, and he only saw that it was pitch black, and the fugue body was suddenly shocked and retreated to the side.

"There's a small formation in there?"

Meng Fan, who was shocked, had a look of expectation shining in his eyes, and swept away his previous depression, the more mysteries in this box, the greater the confidence he had, and the things in it should be what he wanted!

After pondering for a moment, Meng Fan suppressed the urge to forcibly open the box, and walked downstairs with Ah Fu, it is not easy to find the person who rescued Xiaoxi, but it should be much easier to find the person who opened the box, and a person's shadow suddenly appeared in his mind, Chapter 3.

Zhang San has been to many tombs before, and has opened many tombs with elaborate mechanisms, and there may be a way to open this kind of box.

Meng Fan found Li Yi, removed the signal shielding of Huyang Temple, and made a phone call to Zhang San, there is no longer any need for signal blocking, the disciples of Huyang Guan are reliable, and Feng Yi's disciples will become the same as the disciples of Huyang Temple, and at present, there is nothing to cover up in this Huyang Mountain, and everything that should be dealt with will be disposed of.

Really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, after the phone was connected, I didn't expect that Zhang San was on the way to Huyang Temple, Meng Fan glanced at Ah Fu beside him, rubbed his head, and said: "Brother Ah Fu, a lot of things have happened today, you go back to the village to stand guard first, I will go back as soon as I get the Soul Pill." ”

Although no one who knows his identity will reveal it to outsiders, it is still a dangerous thing to have no one to guard the village.

"Woo!"

Ah Fu turned his head and ran away when he heard this, and when he came back, he held a long sword with blue brilliance in his mouth, and reluctantly rubbed Meng Fan's face, his eyes showed nostalgia, Meng Fan grinned: "Next time I will prepare a good gift for your mysterious master, and thank her for helping me when you go back!"

Meng Fan hugged Ah Fu, summoned the ghost eagle, and watched the ghost eagle take Ah Fu with it, flutter its wings and fly into the sky, and leave.

It was evening, and the western sky was painted with a brilliant sunset, as beautiful as a magnificent oil painting.

And because of the advent of purple qi, the entire Huyang Temple is diffused with a much richer aura of heaven and earth than the outside world, and the grass, flowers and trees are much greener than in the past, a thriving scenery, cultivating in such an illusion, the cultivation of all disciples will be greatly improved, and over time, maybe they will be able to catch up with the level of those famous sects!

When the sun was about to set, Li Yi took a person and knocked on Meng Fan's door, and Chapter 3 arrived.

"Meng Fan, why don't you say hello in advance when you make such a big move, I can also contribute. ”

Walking to Meng Fan's room again, Zhang San was full of emotion, he couldn't imagine that Meng Fan had really done Huyangguan, as soon as he heard that something big had happened in Huyangguan, he rushed over non-stop.

"It's not too late. Meng Fan waved his hand and handed the box to Zhang San, "Help me look at the box first, and after nightfall, that matter will be handed over to you to do." ”

"Okay!" Zhang San nodded vigorously, naturally knowing what Meng Fan was talking about, Huyang Guan had collected a lot of dead souls, and it was likely that there were his wife's dead souls in them, maybe it would be ...... Alive.

Over the years, he has survived with the octopus, not for this day!

With excitement, Zhang San took the box and studied it for a while, patted it from time to time, and listened quietly to it, his face also changed slowly, and he saw that Meng Fan's heartbeat had been changing, and during the period, he also poured a glass of water for Zhang San, but Zhang San didn't have time to take a sip.

Time passed slowly, and the night slowly enveloped the entire Huyang Mountain.

The whole Taoist temple began to be lively, the disciples set up a table in the square, put good wine and food, entertained those villagers and ghosts who came to help, the atmosphere was warm, but it was also diffused with a strong sadness, after all, someone died, and the Lord of Moguan was gone......

"I didn't think I would survive this time. ”

The disciple named Guo Wuqing told the Fengyi disciple sitting next to him about his mental journey, and there was a ghost named Li Dafu sitting next to the Fengyi disciple, and the scene was as strange as it was.

"At that time, I thought that if I died, I must become a ghost, and then go back to my hometown to see my parents, and then look at the girl who has been waiting for me to return to my hometown, and give her a dream, so that she doesn't wait for me, just find a reliable person to marry. ”

Guo Wuqing picked up the wine glass and saluted the people around him, and then drank it in one gulp.

"The general trend has been decided, in the future, our disciples of Hufeng will not be far behind, it is not easy to return to the hometown, when the time comes, we will all drink your wine, we will not do it if the wine is less!"

As the Fengyi disciple spoke, he patted the ghost beside him, spilled the wine on the ground, and said arrogantly: "Brother Dafu drinks!"

It's also strange to say, after spilling the wine, the ghost named Li Dafu smacked his mouth, and he really drank the wine and said: "Good wine!"

The ghost driver looked at Zhile on the side, but he murmured warmly in his heart: "This time, I helped my benefactor, otherwise I wouldn't be able to resist my benefactor's wine!"

The ghost driver looked into the distance, but there was no shadow of Meng Fan, he planned to make Meng Fan a glass of wine, and then go to Huyang City to sneak a look at his daughter Lin Jing.

Ye Xiaoxiang, Shangguan Ning, Lao Guo and Liu Erxie also sat at a table, looking at the people and ghosts gathered together, looking comfortable, never thought that one day, they would be able to sit in Huyangguan and drink and eat food like now.

Daoist Qiu took his son to toast and toast with his son, and after a circle, he was a little overwhelmed by the wine, staggered, and finally poured himself a full glass, and shouted loudly: "Let's toast the Lord of Moguan too!"

Everyone restrained their voices, stood up quietly, raised their glasses and looked at the sky, recalling the heroic scene of Lord Moguan's soul exploding in the purple qi, and shouted loudly: "Lord Moguan, drink!"

Drink it all in one go!

At this time, Zhang San raised his head in the room and said to Meng Fan, "Have eyebrows......