Life is unsatisfactory, many things are just like this, the foreplay is as full as possible, and the hot and hot lust you flirt with is moistened to death, and it looks like you are about to climb to the top of **, click...... Pinched!

And at this time, apart from staring at your mother and scolding your mother, what else can you do?

There is no way, you can only admit it, you can only endure it!

That's how it feels now!

Although the stomach is full of grievances, although his mind is full of thoughts about smacking Dirk, but after all, he can't die if he is unconscious, not to mention that there is nowhere to find Dirk, even if Dirk is standing here at this moment, Duang doesn't have the strength to beat someone hard, forget it...... This is fate, if you have a trick to go, if you don't want to die, if you don't want to die, you just endure it honestly, try to control your emotions, and imagine that you are the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in this era.

Duang turned the parchment with the words on it and looked at it several times, but found nothing new.

It seems that there is really no more......

That's right!

Box!

Duang's eyes suddenly lit up, could there be any clues in that box? Dirk only said that it was a way to travel between two worlds, and he didn't say whether it was a magic spell or some kind of weird magic item, hey, what if it was a magic item? Maybe it's in this box.

This box is quite big, Du Ang stretched out his two arms and barely longer than this box, just like Dirk wrote in the letter, the lid of the box is not locked, you can open it directly, but this damn box is not known from what metal it is made of, it is quite heavy, Du Ang spent a long time pushing forsythia with a long time, tired of a stinky sweat to finally open this box.

Looking inside, Du Ang immediately frowned, this tmd ...... What kind of mess is this?

A set of Jin Yong's martial arts novels and a set of Miyazaki's comics, or color plates, a universal toolbox, which contains small pliers, small tweezers, screwdrivers, boards, wrenches, everything, two zippo lighters, Du Ang pressed it twice and did not ignite, it is estimated that there is no oil, a 2012 KFC package coupon, fifteen candles, a pair of chopsticks, a spoon, two large rolls of unopened toilet paper, a fruit knife, a pair of woolen gloves and socks......

In addition, there is also a limited edition inflatable doll by Lola Takizawa, a famous AV actress from the island country...... Duang's head was buzzing, and he almost went crazy, why is this TMD, this Dirk so out of tune? You say that you are a dignified imperial count, what kind of woman can't get it? Even if you enter the cave room every day and be a groom every night, a different kind of play every day can make you play from a young age to death, just your identity, as for getting an inflatable doll to comfort yourself? Du Ang couldn't cry or laugh when he held this inflatable doll, but suddenly, his hand shook and threw the inflatable doll out quite a long way: "Damn, the ghost knows if this kid Dirk has AIDS or something, if he infects himself, then it's all over the calf, Dirk, it doesn't matter if you've had enough of drinking, I'm still a yellow flower kid who hasn't touched a woman!" ”

It's too dangerous, it's better not to touch this unclean thing.

The thief does not go empty, and if it is useful or not, it will be put back first, and even if he can't use it, he won't keep it for future generations. Du Ang held such a guilty mentality, moved all the things in the box out, and then stuffed them in his storage ring in a mess, some things are obviously useless, such as the two zippo lighters, there is no oil in them, this thing is a complete waste of firewood, and the KFC coupon, where to find the white-bearded old man with glasses in the Bauhinia Empire? Of course, there are some things that are also very useful, such as the universal toolbox and two large rolls of paper paper...... Especially the two big rolls of paper paper, the paper industry of the Bauhinia Empire is very backward, and Du Ang has not used soft paper to wipe ** for many years.

Of course, the inflatable doll that was used by Dirk, Duang didn't want it.

At this time, Duang suddenly discovered that this box ...... It's actually double-layered.

There's one more layer down there!

In between, separated by a plank, the kind that moves. Duang picked at the edges and pulled the plank out, but when he saw the contents of the bottom layer of the box, he was stupid.

What is this thing?

Individual bazooka? Mortar?

Why does it look so weird!

A cold, metallic thing lying quietly at the bottom of the box, with an Arabic numeral "8" in cross-section, and a three-dimensional appearance, like two sleeves leaning side by side, a hoop below, a cannon barrel on top, and a small thing on the top, as if it were a scope.

I took it in my hand and weighed it twice, but the weight was not sinking, neither gold, not silver, neither copper nor iron, and I didn't know what metal it was made of.

Strap on your arm?

Look what it looks like!

Du Ang fiddled twice, put the hoop below on his arm, and heard a rattle, this hoop was automatically locked on his arm, "I rely on ......" Du Ang was shocked, what kind of mess made his arm? How do you get rid of it? It's such a strange thing on my arm, it's very old, and it's hard to eat.

I broke it a few times, but the hoop seemed to have taken root in my arm, and not only did it not loosen, but it became tighter and tighter, and Duang's head was full of sweat, and he thought that this was broken.

However, as the saying goes, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boil will always come out, just when Du Ang complained that he was curious and killed the cat should not be compared to himself, and at the same time stretched out his legs and stared at the Venus in his eyes, suddenly, he suddenly heard a very clear, but also very weak voice said: "Don't worry, you just recite a 'open' word in your heart!" ”

Duon is about to lose his mind in a hurry, he has to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and he has to return to Earth to meet his relatives and friends, he doesn't want to become a pirate captain or a crazy doctor like a weird man with bits on one hand, and multiple turrets on his arm. Of course, maybe amputation can solve the problem fundamentally, but because of this bit of, he lost an arm, and Du Ang felt aggrieved no matter how he thought about it.

So now when he heard this, he didn't care who said it, and he didn't care about distinguishing between truth and falsehood, anyway, it's like this, damn it, whether it's true or not, he has to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Du Ang hurriedly muttered silently in his heart: "Open ......"

Hey, don't say it, Du Ang just finished reading it in his heart, and he heard a crisp sound, and the hoop that had been tight on Du Ang's arm actually bounced off immediately.

"Damn......" Du Ang held this thing in his hand, thinking to himself that he had almost been killed by this thing and became a one-armed god just now, if it hadn't been......

“**！” It was only at this time that Duang reacted: "Who? Who is it? Who's talking? ”

"It's me......" is obviously a woman's voice, slightly hoarse.

Du Ang was startled, looking left and right, but after looking around, he didn't find that there were other people in this cave besides himself, could it be that there was a ghost? There was a chill behind Du Ang, and in this dimly lit cave, no one would care if he really shouted and screamed at his throat...... Your sister!

It stands to reason that Du Ang is also a person who has died once, and he is a genuine magician, although his skills are a little poor, but at least he is also a master who has seen the world, and his courage is not small, but now why can he be scared like this by only hearing a voice? Could it be that the more he lived, the more he went back?

Many people say that courage is practiced, saying how Lao Tzu was back then, blowing ** is more mysterious than the other, of course, they also have a certain truth in this statement, but after all, it is a partial generalization, if you gradually exercise a little bit, then you will definitely be able to practice courage, and live in the morgue for half a month, it is estimated that you will not be afraid of what kind of corpse you see in the future. But...... What if you spend the night in the morgue on the first night and hear a creaking noise from the freezer? What if you fall asleep and hear someone call your name? What if you wake up and find a woman standing next to you, dressed in red and covered in blood, but with a cloak and no face? Cut...... It's good not to be scared to death alive, and you can also practice the guts of a fart!

Take Du Ang as an example, his encounter today belongs to the shape of various waves and ups and downs, he was thrown up for a while and stepped on for a while, and he was slashed to death, and he has long belonged to a kind of mentally fragile grass and trees on the verge of collapse, plus he has been focusing on the study of the harm that inflatable dolls may bring to himself just now, and he is too deep, so when someone suddenly speaks, Du Ang immediately went crazy.

What he wanted to do most now was to run away.

The door is not locked, it is still open, you can run away if you want to!

Du Ang ran out of his legs, sweat on his head, and he didn't want anything like a mortar, and threw it on the ground.

"You're still a magician, you're so daring, what are you running? I won't hurt you, and if I wanted to, I wouldn't have told you how to turn on the Magic Energy Extender. Du Ang ran out of the way with one shallow foot and one foot, thinking that he had thrown off the ghost-like thing that couldn't even see the shadow, but suddenly, this hoarse and ** female voice appeared in Du Ang's ears again.

Her voice was very resentful......

As I said just now, Du Ang just had a mental breakdown, and he couldn't stand such a sudden startle and scare, but in the final analysis, he was quite bold, not a shameful coward, running so far away, he had basically woken up, and listening to what the voice said, it seemed to make sense, so Du Ang stood still, leaned against the wall next to him, bent down slightly, and gasped and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?" Can it be revealed? ”

"Alas......" the voice sighed slightly, and the tone was regretful: "I am neither a human nor a ghost, but a ...... You turn your face sideways and look at your left shoulder! (To be continued.) )