Bai Qian swaggered and approached the entrance of the wooden house.

The wooden house is quaint and old, and there is dust everywhere around it. At first glance, you feel like you've stepped back in time.

The wooden house seems to have been drifting in the long river of time for a long time, and the wood grain is fiercely embedded in the walls of the wooden house, making the whole wooden house look crumbling.

The eaves were crawling with creepers, and a strong musty smell filled the air.

Bai Qian was in front of the team, stepping on the wooden steps in front of the wooden house, making a "squeak, squeak" sound step by step. It seems to be the sorrow of the old man, the unbearable devastation of the years.

Seeing that Bai Qian was very safe standing on the steps, everyone walked up the stairs one after another, and the sound of squeaking was endless

The door of the hut was ajar, as if waiting for the visitor.

Bai Qian was not afraid, and made a gesture to the person behind him to stay, pushed the door and strode into the wooden door.

Entering the house, the layout inside the wooden house is simple but atmospheric.

In the middle of the room are enshrined two offering tables and three futons.

The futon was already a little moldy, and it smelled of hay mold, which soaked into the white dry nasal cavity.

In front of the offering table is a statue that looks old.

The sculpture is made of wood, although it has been somewhat decayed, but it has a bright eye, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and Lang Jun is very. The posture is vivid, and it looks like a living person has been transformed into a sculpture.

The carving depicts a man wearing a woolen cloth scarf, a robe and a horse coat, a three-foot sword pinned to his waist, and a bamboo flute in his hand, which seems to be playing melodiously music.

The sculpture does not have any coercion oozing, and it seems to be a beautiful ordinary sculpture carved from ordinary wood.

Bai Qian looked around and spun around in the wooden house.

The walls of the surrounding wooden houses have not been trimmed in any way, and when Bai Qian gently strokes them, the old wood chips fly down one after another, scattering dust.

This wooden house is too ordinary, except for the more exquisite sculptures, Bai Qian can't feel the slightest danger.

Bai Qian's cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill, although his five senses are not as good as Yi Dongfeng, who has a special physique, is more accurate in predicting danger.

So, either the owner of the wooden house has no malicious intentions, or the wooden house itself is very ordinary and does not have any special dangers.

Bai Qian made a round of inspections, and even jumped a few times in the wooden house, swept through the wooden house with his spiritual power, and twisted the sawdust flying all over the sky, but still no prohibition was triggered.

Moreover, there are no fluctuations in the room such as space rings and other spatial treasures, and there are no boxes and boxes, so it is really poor with nothing.

Bai Qian was dumbfounded.

This isn't just an ordinary wooden house built by the master who seals the worms here, right?

Even if it's a casual ride, it should leave a little prohibition or opportunity, right?

But looking at the wooden house that was silent, Bai Qian accepted his fate.

It seems that everything is not going well, and he is dead and treasure hunting.

"Come in! There's nothing in this room! ”

Bai Qian shouted at the crowd outside the door speechlessly.

Hearing Bai Gan's voice, everyone's hanging hearts relaxed.

Bai Zhihua was the first to push the door through the door.

Zhang Yiran was second, Yuan Xiaozhi was third, Lu Ping was fourth, Yi Dongfeng was fifth, and Ye Chunqiu was last, and everyone walked into the wooden house one by one in order.

After everyone came in, they first looked around, and then carefully rummaged through Bai Qian's guarantee.

But there was really nothing in the cabin.

Bai Qian couldn't find anything, and the rest of Bai Yeyuan's team naturally couldn't find anything.

"What bad luck!"

Yuan Xiaozhi first scolded secretly, and then sat cross-legged on the moldy ground.

The others also had nothing to say, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little oppressive and heavy.

If they don't find anything on this trip, they may really have to go home and continue to go out on adventures.

The fact that everyone was able to walk to the wooden house under the pressure of so many insects outside the house was enough to see that everyone had made a lot of determination and taken a great risk.

Nothing was found, and everyone still couldn't accept it.

"You say we will kneel on the futon, will it have a miracle effect?"

Just when everyone was sitting on the ground and resting to recover their strength, Yi Dongfeng suddenly had an idea, stood up, knelt on the futon, his eyes were pious and firm, his body was straight, and he bowed cautiously.

"This is reasonable, I think kneeling down to worship the immortal statue may be able to trigger the mechanism and obtain treasures!"

Yuan Xiaozhi also came to the spirit, and Yi Dongfeng was left and right, the two of them were like two door gods, kneeling on the futon and kowtowing.

"Do you know anyone? Just worship? ”

Bai Zhihua was amused by Yi Dongfeng and Yuan Xiaozhi. These two guys are really going to great lengths for treasures.

"If you want me to see, this ghost place is only worth this broken statue, and you can get some money back if you take it away and sell it as an antiquity."

Bai Qian couldn't bear it anymore and got up from the ground. Ignoring the kneeling of the two, he ran to the offering table and held the sculpture in his hand.

"Buzz!"

At the moment when Bai Qian held the ordinary sculpture, a strong coercion emanated from the sculpture, and the aftermath spread, causing Bai Gan to spit blood and retreat again and again.

Yuan Xiaozhi and Yi Dongfeng, who were kowtowing, had nothing to do, and the rest of them also vomited blood and suffered varying degrees of internal injuries.

Bai Qian took five steps back, and after being injured, he roared again and again:

"What the hell! You have the ability to kill me! Don't let me do anything! ”

After that, Bai Qian stepped forward again, insisting on pulling the sculpture down.

"Bai Qian, I can't help it!"

Bai Zhihua took the lead in speaking, releasing spiritual power, and the spiritual power swept towards Bai Gan, wanting to intercept Bai Gan who stepped forward again.

Everyone also spoke out to stop Bai Qian, after all, respecting the immortal predecessors is one of the most important things to do their job.

"Ahem......"

At this moment, a clear cough sounded from behind everyone.

The sound was very soft, but it was like thunder, and it exploded in the ears of the panicked people at this time, and the people who listened were terrified.

Are there any other people in this room?

Everyone stopped their movements and looked in the direction where the sound came from, that is, behind everyone.

In front of the door, a rickety old woman sat on the threshold, her eyes were dull and looking into the distance, her mouth made a low humming sound, the dry hands were clenched together, the bones were white, and she was holding a rag bag in her hand, and she had just finished coughing at this time, and her other hand was covering her mouth, and she continued to cough secretly.

Everyone only felt a chill down their backs.

When did this old woman sit at the door? Why didn't they hear footsteps before?