Chapter 23: The Devil's Eyes

What's in the box?

"Gold, silver, jewelry, or antiques?"

Zheng Qilin was full of anticipation.

"Grandpa still loves me the most. ”

Zheng Qilin showed a little smile at the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, carefully tore all the plastic, revealing the entire small black box, and pressed it lightly with his hand, hard, it seems that although the black box has been buried underground for so many years, it is wrapped in thick plastic and has not rotted.

"Maybe this box is also an antique, and it sells for a lot of money......"

Zheng Qilin put down his pout, picked up a shovel, and dug up the dirt on the four sides of the small black box, but he was quite cautious.

"Let's take it out first. ”

Zheng Qilin glanced at the lock on the small black box.

Put down the hoe, grab the bottom of both sides of the small black box with both hands, and hug it, but one stumbles, and the box hugs a few centimeters, and then falls to the ground again, which is quite heavy.

"No, it's really gold, silver and jewelry. If that's the case, it's developed, and how much can it be sold for......"

According to the current market price, a gold ingot is tens of thousands of yuan, and such a box can be sold for hundreds of thousands or millions.

Even if it is all ordinary silver dollars, one can be sold for eight or nine hundred, and this box can have at least four or five hundred, that is four or five hundred thousand!

Zheng Qilin was really excited, took a deep breath, his arms were full of strength, grabbed the little black box, and used all his strength to hug it.

"Wow!"

The little black box was finally picked up.

Zheng Qilin came out of the pit, carried the small black box to the stone mill next to him, and put it on the grinding plate.

Carefully look at the lock, this is a yellowed old-fashioned copper lock, there is a double happiness pattern, often seen when I was a child, the keyhole of the copper lock is slightly blackened, there is a slight patina, and the wood connecting the lock ring is also affected.

This is normal, buried in the ground for so many years, even if it is wrapped in plastic, it is inevitable.

Turning around and walking into the old house, he walked to an old cabinet full of dust, and pulled out a drawer, in which was a mess of things, with steel nails, steel rulers, and iron wires...... He took out the awl and the little gossip hammer from it, went out of the room, came to the millstone, stuck the awl in the hand of the brass lock door, and smashed it down, only to hear a clear click, and the bolt was knocked off......

Zheng Qilin put down the gossip hammer and awl, and was slightly excited, such a box full of gold, silver and jewelry, I really haven't seen it in reality.

Take a deep breath, brew it, reach out and prepare to open it, but the hand reached into the air and subconsciously retracted, and recalled the picture of my father asking my grandfather back then, when my father asked if I had buried a box of silver dollars, my grandfather angrily said that he had buried a fart, and there was a box of bombs in it, if he was not afraid of death, he would dig it!

It was originally a joke, but at this moment, recalling the look on Grandpa's face, there was an inexplicable feeling.

There's not really a box of bombs, grenades, or poison in there?

It's okay if you don't want to, once you give birth to a certain thought, it's like crazy weeds, and it fills the whole world in an instant.

Grandpa's expression at that time recurred in his mind.

Thinking about it, a cold air inexplicably came out of the surroundings, and even the black box seemed to be surrounded by some black air currents.

Faintly inside the box, there was even a pair of scarlet eyes staring at him. At this time, a black cloud also appeared in the sky out of thin air, obscuring the sunlight.

"Woohoo!"

The dog barked at the black box suddenly.

"Hiss......"

He gasped and took a few steps back.

"Impossible! That's my own grandfather, how could he hurt me!"

Zheng Qilin immediately rejected this absurd idea.

"So cautious about opening a broken box?"

He pretended to hide himself and laughed at himself, walked straight to the millstone, and unveiled it casually......

"Smack!"

The box opened.

A thick black air flow rose into the sky, and the temperature around it suddenly dropped like a cold snap.

Zheng Qilin was blown back a few steps by the black air flow before he stood firm.

The black wooden box still had black air currents coming out, and at the same time, between the cracks, drops of red liquid oozed out, condensing into drops of red blood beads, which fell to the ground with a snap, and the wooden box was mottled with blood in the blink of an eye.

A heavy smell of blood spread through the air.

"Blood, how can there be blood?"

The unexpected change made him gasp and shiver, his eyes fixed on the black wooden box.

"Quack ......"

An eerie sound like a frog quawks out of the box.

"Quack ......"

Another sound came out.

"Frogs?"

At this time, the black mist gradually dissipated, and the contents of the box became clearer and clearer......

"Heavenly ...... Ah......h

His eyes widened, his mouth opened into an "O" shape, his hands trembled slightly, and reason told him to turn around and flee immediately, but his legs were like filled with lead, and he couldn't move.

Not only was there no silver dollar in the half box of jet-black blood, but it was also soaked in a bloody human eyeball, which was attached to a piece of raw meat the size of a thumb and a thin white tendon, as if it had just been dug out of a person's eye socket and thrown inside.

"Hoo ......"

Dense cold sweat oozed from Zheng Qilin's forehead, but his brain was unusually clear, and his consciousness told him that the silver dollar was out of play, and he was in big trouble.

"Quack!"

The bloody eyeballs rolled for a moment, a sound floated, and then slowly levitated.

"Smack!"

The blood on the eyeballs fell into the blood of the wooden box, making the sound of water droplets.

"Am I hallucinating? I can float on my own? What the hell are you!"

Zheng Qilin forced his composure and shouted, his pupils contracted slightly, and his hands slowly clenched...... In my heart, I kept telling me that this was his yard, that my ancestors had seen feng shui, and that he had grown up in the old yard!

"The seal has finally been opened......

An eerie and dry voice that could not distinguish between man and woman floated from his eyes, like the voice of the devil in the endless abyss of hell.

"Seals, what the hell are you!"

When Zheng Qilin noticed that his legs had regained his mobility, he bent down slightly, and his feet were accumulating.

"I'm ...... Who? It's been years, and I've forgotten it, but ...... Someone called me the devil...... Do you want to escape?"

"Wow! Instant ......"

The eye turned into a black light and rushed over.

"Woohoo!"

The barking dog jumped and rushed to the black light in desperation.

"Smack......

The dog was bounced away by the black light and fell heavily to the ground.

Zheng Qilin only felt a trance in front of him, and the black light pierced through his eyebrows like an awl......

"Poof!"

Fallen to the ground......

The pain was so intense that he almost fainted, but he endured it, because he knew that he had fainted, and the game was over......

At the center of the eyebrows, the black light still pierced hard......

His painful struggle......

At this time, the position of the heart buzzed, and a circle of purple ripples rippled, and the ripples spread out, covering the whole body in an instant.

"What is this!ahhhhh......hh

The voice that was neither male nor female was surprised at first, and then screamed miserably...... Turn around and get ready to run away......

"Smack!"

A purple beam of light flew out from the center of Zheng Qilin's eyebrows, hitting the black light.

"No!"

The black light screamed, and it fell to the ground, turning into a bead with a black sheen.

Zheng Qilin's arm just moved, and his palm pressed against the black bead.

"Wow!"

The black bead sank into Zheng Qilin's palm.