High Diver sits comfortably cross-legged on a low sofa cushion and studies the brass gall bottle in his arms. There are patterns engraved on the gall bottle, but Gao Qian can't recognize what it is, some patterns look like animals, some look like birdmen, some look like a cloud of smoke, or the carver's hand slips and carves the pattern.

Shang Ke held an ice pack in one hand and covered his head with a rag in the other, kneeling on the floor and vigorously scrubbing the traces of the white, white, black and black magic circle. There was also a plastic bucket for washing rags, the liquid in which it had a strange burgundy glow.

In the corner not far away, lay a middle-aged strong man with torn sheets and belts, his forehead, chest, hands and feet coated with strange runes with olive oil and saliva. According to Mike, this strong man will not wake up unless he actively wakes up.

Gao Qian rubbed the pattern on the brass gall bottle while casually glancing at Shang Ke, who was working hard: "You use all the red wine that Shang Ke has saved to wash the floor, he will go crazy when he wakes up." ”

"The powder mixed with Appalachian bitter oak can only be removed by Bordeaux grape juice, and Shang Ke will thank me if he doesn't want to wake up and the floor is crawling with stinking monsters. ”

Gao Qian raised his eyebrows slightly: "So what's so special about the two places of Appalachian Mountains and Bordeaux?"

"The Appalachian Mountains were once a gathering place for giants, and Bordeaux was a place blessed by the elves. Shang Ke straightened up, threw the rag into the "wine barrel" and sighed, "Okay, low back pain, this body is too lacking in exercise." ”

Gao Qian smiled lightly and told you what a computer otaku is.

Shang Ke climbed onto the sofa cushion opposite, spread himself up, and turned his head to look at Gao Qian, who seemed to be in love with the brass gall bottle: "What are you doing with that dirty thing?"

"Dirty?" Gao Qian wiped the pattern on the bottle with his sleeve, "Where is it dirty? I see that the pattern on this bottle is quite delicate, do you say that this place is empty, or is it full of things? Gao Qian picked up the bottle and shook it, and put his ear to listen, he felt as if he heard a whistling sound, or maybe it was just an echo in his own ears?

"Hmph. Shang Ke snorted coldly, stared at the ceiling and said, "Solomon's Seal Bottle, also known as the Contract Bottle, I don't know how many elves and monsters are buried in it, you say it's heavy, hehe, do you know that it can hold 100,000 demon troops?"

"Really?" Gao Qian took the bottle he was holding in his arms a little farther away, looked at it, and his eyes fell on the seal on the mouth of the bottle, "How do you say that if I open this lid, will a bunch of demons and monsters pop up?" Gao Qian said and made a gesture to open the seal.

Shang Ke didn't even glance at the corner of his eyes: "To release the things in the bottle, you need a spell, and it's useless for you to open it." ”

High Diver withdrew his hand in a boring manner, expecting Mike to jump up in shock to stop him.

"So, if you put this bottle in the circle, you'll be sucked in?"

"No, I'm going to be sucked in because I've broken the rules: to manifest my true body in the human realm. The circle is just a tool to force me to show my true identity. I said that this bottle is also called the bottle of contract, and it punishes all spirits who break the rules. ”

"Solomon made this bottle? ”

"King Solomon is only a favored human emperor, and it is the one who gave him this bottle that is truly terrifying. ”

"Who—who gave King Solomon this bottle?" Gao Qian asked.

"Can't say. ”

"Snort. Gao Qian snorted coldly, he probably knew who it was. Anyway, he's been hearing a little too much about the guy he can't talk about lately.

"What happens if you get into this bottle?" Gao Qian then asked, "What's inside the bottle?

Shang Ke pondered for a while, and said slowly: "I think, it's probably the same as the void, but you are stuck there, and you will never be able to leave, and then you will slowly lose your energy, gradually die, and become one of the patterns on this bottle." ”

"What?" The patterns on this bottle are all disappearing monsters that were once locked in this bottle? Gao Qian suddenly had the feeling that this was actually an urn, he put the bottle on the floor in front of him, looked at the patterns on those bottles from a distance, and asked, "What famous monsters have been contained in this bottle?"

"Too many, too many to count. Relative to the curiosity of the high submarine, Shang Ke obviously did not want to continue the topic.

"I don't think you know. "The high potential will be authentic.

"Oh, you don't necessarily know the name when I say it, I'll just say one, it's more famous among you humans, you call it the lamp god, it's an evil spirit spirit, it likes to hide in jars, and when it meets people, it jumps out and makes three wishes, of course, these wishes are tricks. ”

"You can't be talking about the lamp god of Aladdin's magic lamp, right?" said Gao Qian, who was a little incredulous.

"Probably, the story of a poor boy who married a princess? The truth is: the poor boy used his life to support the lamp god, and the lamp god turned into a poor boy to marry the princess. Then on the wedding night, the lantern god repeated his old trick, so that the princess contributed her life, and it became a princess to meet the king, but was recognized by the mage next to the king.

The mage happened to be the successor of Solomon's Sealed Vial, so he sealed the elves in the Sealed Vial, and later the country was breached by the enemy, and the vial was scattered elsewhere. ”

Gao Qian suddenly said: "Wait, you keep talking about Solomon's Sealed Bottle, I suddenly remembered a text I learned when I was a child, called "The Fisherman's Story""