The clouds were shrouded in fog, the waning moon was hazy, and a few masked people were gathered in front of a private museum at the end of the street.

"This dilapidated store is so inconspicuous, it is actually equipped with monitoring and alarms, and it has to be damaged in advance!"

"Look at this old plaque, it is ridiculous that you dare to call yourself a museum! I really don't know what treasures this broken restaurant has, it's worth the money that the owner has to pay so much money to let our brothers make such a trip......"

As they spoke, the door had been pried open, and they were greeted by a room full of old objects that smelled of decay and staleness, as well as a few dim corner lamps.

Of course, in a world they couldn't perceive, this small space was already filled with screams and sobs.

I was so loud that my ears hurt, and I really didn't understand how the five of them could shout such an earth-shattering momentum of ghosts and gods because there were thousands of antiquities here, and there were only six of them in total.

However, what is the use of shouting loudly, ordinary people without spiritual roots cannot hear our voices, nor can they perceive our existence, and we don't even have the possibility of pretending to be ghosts to scare them away.

It's quite sad to think about it, although we have given birth to spiritual intelligence, but after all, we are still an object, and we can't do without this small square showcase.

The words are far off.

Each of them had a photograph in his hand, and he was comparing objects large and small in the display case. It was clear that they weren't going to ransack the place, but were coming for one of the artifacts.

"Third child, did you find it there! The shop here is not big, but there are a lot of things. Where the hell is that arm box? ”

Arm Chuan? I smacked my mouth.

If I'm not mistaken, I seem to be the only one in the room......

Could it be that they are coming at me?

The little girl next door called me tremblingly: "Sister Lingbi? Are they looking for you? ”

I smiled awkwardly, I shouldn't be, I was the oldest and worthless existence in this museum, and the owner thought I was an eyesore, so he had already moved me to a wooden box, stacked with other broken and damaged pieces, and was about to squeeze to death.

What are they doing with me?

Seeing that they searched around and didn't find it, the boss led by him became angry, "Damn! Pry open all the cabinets for Lao Tzu and bring all the things back! Let the boss find it himself! ”

"Boss, don't you need those big items? It's not easy to take ......."

"If you can't take it, you'll smash it all for me! What an obscure thing, it's not an eyesore enough! ”

As soon as these words came out, the screams in the hall went up another step.

"Sister Lingbi, think of a way! If our original bodies are destroyed, then we will be gone!! ”

The big vase in the center of the hall is about to burst its voice, it holds its own value on weekdays, and never takes me seriously, but today it was so frightened that it called me sister.

But it's useless to call me again!

Ahh You turtle son! It was really set on fire!

"Sister Lingbi, what are you shouting, the fire can't burn you, don't you say that real gold is not afraid of fire? You're a pure gold arm~"

"Don't give me yin and yang! Have you ever seen a pure gold being taken so badly by the owner? I'm just a gilt copper-clad fake! ”

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the group didn't expect it to burn all at once, and the smoke triggered the alarm on the ceiling.

"Ahem, ahem! What are you doing, bastard! Who made you set the fire! It's bad for Lao Tzu's business, and I'm going to pick your skin when I go back! Remove! ”

The boss ran away with someone covering his mouth and nose, but the masked man deliberately slowed down. When everyone left, he immediately picked up the fire extinguisher in the corner and walked towards the cabinet where I was.

The closer that man got closer, I saw that he was the one who had set the fire just now!

The fire he set out, and now he's putting out the fire? What the hell!

Ahh

Oh my God, he actually sprayed the mouth of the fire extinguisher at me. Neurotic! The center of the fire source is on the other side, what are you spraying at me!

I choked on a violent cough, my body was covered in white powder, and my consciousness was almost gone.

Finally, the voices of people rang out outside, and we could avoid the tragic fate of being burned.

In a trance, I felt like I was being pulled out of the box by the man. He wiped the dust off my surface and let out an eerie laugh at me.

"Let's go first, I'll come back to you."

In a word, it makes me creepy, who is he? Why would you talk to something? Could he be aware of my presence?

Could it be that he is a soul chaser?!!