Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Strange Box
After Bai Xiaofei hung up the phone, he looked at the box in front of him with a solemn face.
Liu Meng, I don't have a good heart!
Is this box dangerous?
Even if it's not a ghost, it must be something else related to a ghost.
Otherwise, he would never have given this thing to himself.
However, the handwriting on it grabbed Bai Xiaofei's heart again and again.
"Let me out and help you... I can help you..."
Letters continue to emerge and disappear.
Bai Xiaofei took a deep breath and calmed down.
If what he desires most now is undoubtedly to get out of the current predicament, if it is possible, he would rather not become a ghost warrior, but this, can the contents of this box be done?
"What are you? Can you really help me?"
Bai Xiaofei asked coldly.
"Help... Make your wish come true... Any wish... All achievable"
Letters kept emerging.
Bai Xiaofei's pupils shrank.
Wish-fulfillment?
That's amazing!
Really?
When he was suspicious, the phone rang again.
A look at electricity.
Counselor Liu Wenjing.
Bai Xiaofei suddenly reacted, it seems that he hasn't been to school for several days, and the school has found him?
He quickly answered the phone.
"Bai Xiaofei, you dare to skip school? You haven't been to school for two days, you must come to my office immediately to report, otherwise let your parents come and cancel your school status!"
An angry female voice came from the other end of the line.
Bai Xiaofei took the phone away, kept it away from his ear, and said, "Teacher Liu, I am sick and want to take a year off, I hope you will take more care during this year!"
"Bai Xiaofei, do you think I'm an idiot? Now immediately now, get out of here for me to go to school!"
There was a shouting on the other end of the phone.
Honk!
Bai Xiaofei hung up directly and scratched his ears and eyes with his fingers.
Teacher Liu still has such a pungent personality.
No wonder you don't have a boyfriend at thirty, who can stand it?
He continued to observe the golden box in front of him.
The other end of the phone.
When Liu Wenjing saw that the mobile phone was hung up, she immediately laughed angrily, the green tendons on her forehead burst out, and she hit again.
"Bai Xiao..."
Honk!
"Bastard, dare to hang up on me!"
Liu Wenjing is simply crazy.
Next, she continued to dial Bai Xiaofei, again and again.
But what made her completely crazy was that Bai Xiaofei blocked her... Blocked...
"I'm so angry with my mother, no, I have to call his parents. ”
Liu Wenjing immediately turned around and flipped through the information, wanting to find Bai Xiaofei's information.
...
in the room.
Bai Xiaofei looked at the golden box in front of him with a solemn face, and said, "You said you can fulfill my wish?
He never believed that there was a free lunch in this world, especially since the inside of this box was still an extremely weird thing, which could be locked by AK alloy, and it must be related to ghosts if it wasn't a ghost.
Dealing with ghosts and saying that he would not pay any price, he would not believe it anyway.
He thought he would talk about it first.
The surface of the box continued to repeat the previous handwriting.
"Let me out... Make your wish come true... Make your wish come true... Any wish... Let me out... Let me out..."
Bai Xiaofei narrowed his eyes.
The more this happened, the more he didn't dare to open the box easily.
The story of Pandora's box has been heard by him since he was a child.
"If you don't say it, you can stay in it and come back to you when I'm bored. ”
Bai Xiaofei sneered.
Does this thing have human intelligence?
The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.
"Let me out... Make your wish come true... Helping you... Help you..."
One by one, the handwriting resurfaced.
Bai Xiaofei frowned slightly, and immediately wrapped it in a suit.
He couldn't look at it anymore, he was afraid that if he looked at it any longer, he would not be able to resist the temptation and open the box.
This thing seems to be able to see through the weakness of a person's heart, and constantly seduces him.
Bai Xiaofei thought about it, carefully hid this thing under the bed, and firmly blocked it with other boxes.
"No matter what you are, I can't trust you easily now, I haven't reached the point of exhaustion, I can't make a deal with the devil yet..."
Bai Xiaofei muttered to himself.
Who knows if the box is a ghost?
Zhao Zheng said that all the ghosts are constantly creating traps before they kill people.
So, who would have predicted that the handwriting on the box would not be a trap?
He looked at the broken door, rummaged through the instruments, put it back in place, and headed downstairs.
If he can't find a way to live, he should now figure out how to prepare a grave for himself...
But did the old man know he was going to die?
Anyway, his grandfather hasn't been back for more than three years.
What kind of work did the old man do, he didn't even leave a mobile phone number for himself.
Except for a fixed amount of money sent back every year, he had almost no intersection with his grandfather for three years.
Bai Xiaofei retracted his thoughts and walked downstairs.
...
Now.
Liu Meng's residence.
Wang Dao was dressed in a black and red coat, with a slender body and a cold face, standing in the chaotic hall, his eyes scanning, and the breath on his body became colder and colder, more and more terrifying.
The whole house was emptied.
Liu Meng's body lay on one side.
Everything else of value is gone.
The cabinet collapsed, the safe was empty, and even the bed was turned over.
Thief?
It's ridiculous!
Liu Meng was born as a mercenary, and there are more than a dozen bodyguards watching at home at any time, everyone has a hot weapon, what kind of thief dares to come to his house?
But if it wasn't a thief, how could the scene in front of you be explained?
"Bastard!"
The royal road is gloomy.
Originally, I wanted Liu Meng to help me deal with Bai Xiaofei, but I didn't expect this waste to die first.
"Tsk, it seems that this Liu Meng is not very good? He also said that he often assassinates ghost warriors, and he died so easily, I really don't know where my previous self-confidence was?"
There was a tsk sound from the side.
A young man with dyed yellow hair walked out of Liu Meng's study, and suddenly smiled: "Wang Dao, why don't you let me help you?"
He had long coveted ghost blood.
Ghost blood is different from other ghosts, this kind of ghosts can be sealed twice, and it is extremely compatible... This is something that many people will be extremely jealous of, and its value is immeasurable.
Wang Dao glanced at him coldly and said, "He is now being protected by Zhang Meng, do you dare to touch him?"
The yellow-haired young man sneered and said, "I'm not a ghost, what is Zhang Meng, and she's not my boss, think about it?"
"You can do it if you want, but you can't make it look like he died at the hands of a ghost warrior, at least let him look like he died by accident, so that we can rightfully seal the ghost in his body. ”
Wang Dao said.
"I understand this, are you worried that he died in the hands of the ghost warrior, Zhang Meng will intervene, don't worry, I promise that there will be no handle, and the ghost blood is not an offensive ghost. ”
The yellow-haired youth laughed.
Wang Dao glanced at him and nodded slowly.
Yellow-haired Li Hao!
Members of the Hades Club!
The strength is unknown, and the ability of the ghost is unknown!
He once entered the B-level ghost range circle with three other ghost warriors, and he was the only one who walked out alive afterwards.
Strength Assessment: Four Stars!
With his shot, Bai Xiaofei really doesn't have to worry.
"After killing him, the ghost blood will be mine, and I will give you other compensation. ”
Wang Dao said.
"As long as the value is equal, I don't care. ”
The yellow-haired youth laughed.
He shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't care much about the revival of the ghost in his body.
However, looking at his smile, Wang Dao instinctively felt that something was wrong, his brows furrowed slightly, and a faint vigilance appeared in his heart.
The ghost warrior who can survive for a year is not a simple person.
How could this Huang Hao agree so easily?