Fu Zhaozhao didn't expect that in just ten minutes after he went out, the little girl was actually wrapped in layers of cocoon-like objects.

She tried several times, but she couldn't tear the cocoon open, and finally had to give up.

After thinking for a while, Fu Zhaozhao decided to take this cocoon back to the fan capital first and asked Uncle Seven what to do with it.

The cocoon looks quite large, but it's very light.

Fu Zhaozhao took the cocoon away very easily, and only found a chance to return to the lost capital in the dead of night.

……

Xiaobao looked the cocoon up and down with a serious expression, knocking twice from time to time, but everything was the same, and the hard ones were not real.

"Where did you get that?" Xiaobao asked curiously.

Fu Zhaozhao told him what he had encountered.

The seventh uncle on the side crossed his hands and frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

When he heard Fu Zhaozhao talk about the grandfather monster who saved the little girl, he asked, "The body of that monster was brought back?" ”

Fu Zhaozhao nodded: "Brought it back, I feel that I may use it." ”

Seventh Uncle: "Where?" ”

Fu Zhaozhao pointed to the bag that had just been placed at the other end of the table.

"It's all in there."

Since there wasn't much left of the monster's body, she casually packed it back in a small bag.

Xiaobao opened the bag and poured it on the table.

I saw that the monster's body was poured out in pieces, and its head even rolled twice before stopping.

Xiaobao exclaimed: "Why is it so broken?!" ”

Fu Zhaozhao said helplessly: "When I saw it, it was already like this, and it would be good to have the left." ”

Uncle Seven frowned when he saw the fragments of this table.

After a while, he sighed and said, "Try these next to that cocoon, I always feel that there is something between the two." ”

When Xiaobao heard this, Mali's pile of broken pieces was pulled in front of the cocoon.

At first, the cocoon didn't react, but then, as if it sensed something, the white cocoon actually stretched out wisps of white silk and headed towards the monster's corpse.

The wisp of white silk seemed to have life, and it poked forward little by little.

Fu Zhaozhao suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She said with some hesitation: "Speaking of which, there is something I forgot to mention. ”

Seventh Uncle: "What's the matter?" Something to do with this? He pointed to the white cocoon.

Fu Zhaozhao nodded: "It's related to this." ”

She pointed to the hair-thin white object, "Don't you think this thing looks a bit like the mist that surrounds the periphery of the city?" ”

Hearing her say this, the other two reacted.

Xiaobao sniffed, and then agreed: "It seems to be true, no wonder I feel familiar as soon as I take it, I thought it was contaminated with the taste of the mystery, it turned out to be this comes with it." ”

Uncle Seven rubbed his chin, obviously he had never seen this situation.

The three of them studied it, but they still didn't come up with a reason.

As they studied, the cocoon-like object had a new movement.

I saw wisps of white mist-like objects, wrapping the remains of the monster's body into it little by little, and finally all of them fused together.

After a while, the cocoon-like object became more solid and smooth, and it looked like a common white egg in the home, but the color was a little too white.

When Xiaobao saw this scene, his mouth was amazed.

"It's the first time I've seen this thing in the fandom, and you say if a monster will hatch out of it then."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of monster would come out of it, and just thinking about it made her arm get goosebumps.

She muttered in a low voice: "If you hatch a good-looking monster, forget it, if you look like a monster in the abyss of the lost capital, forget it, the monsters there are ugly." ”

Fu Zhaozhao glanced at her with approval.

The only one who maintains a different attitude is Uncle Seven.

"Although this cocoon looks like an egg, the outer circle feels a bit like silk, and a caterpillar will crawl out of it."

This last sentence is obviously a joke, but it's not impossible.

Fu Zhaozhao thought about it for a while and felt that neither of these two statements was credible.

At this time, she suddenly remembered another thing.

Fu Zhaozhao: "By the way, there is something I forgot to mention. ”

Their eyes were on her.

Then Fu Zhaozhao told him about his house in Yacheng, entering the eighteenth floor, and feeling something in it, which came from the fog of the mystery.

Fu Zhaozhao: "I originally wanted to find the source of the fog, but there was an accident, so I had to come back first." ”

Uncle Seven: "You mean that the feeling you get there, it's like a fan?" ”

Fu Zhaozhao nodded, "I can't say that it looks like it in particular, but it must be related, and this cocoon was also brought back from there." ”

The seventh uncle pondered for a moment, and seemed to think of something: "Do you remember the reason why I asked you to go to Yacheng first last time?" ”

Fu Zhaozhao: "You mean, the matter of Yacheng is related to people from another organization?" ”

Uncle Seven snorted, and then sighed: "I'd rather this matter has nothing to do with them, in recent years, they have changed their managers, and their methods have become more and more radical." ”

He paused, then continued: "This incident is also because the undercover agents who stayed in the organization sent a letter back saying that they were going to make a big move, just in case I let you go first. ”

Fu Zhaozhao: "I didn't meet them there. Then she paused again, and continued uncertainly, "It's also possible that I haven't met it yet." ”

Due to the urgency of the situation, she walked back with the calloon, not noticing when the elevator appeared.

Now that I think about it, it's as if someone was looking for a chance to get her to leave early.

Hearing her say this, Uncle Seven also felt that this thing was indeed not right.

"If you're okay in a while, you can go again, and if they really want to make a big move, we can also take precautions." Uncle Seven sighed and patted Fu Zhaozhao's shoulder.

"Hopefully it's just our guess."

Fu Zhaozhao responded and said that he would rest for a while and leave.

The two of them were talking here, and from time to time there was the sound of something tapping on the table, which sounded like the fingers were tapping on the table.

Fu Zhaozhao and Uncle Seven chatted for as long as the voice rang out.

In the end, Fu Zhaozhao, who was a little annoyed to listen to it, asked angrily, "Xiaobao! What have you been knocking on there?! ”

What responded to her was Xiaobao's innocent eyes.

"I didn't knock."

She raised her hands to show her innocence.

Xiaobao's hands were raised, but the knocking sound was still ringing regularly.

Everyone's eyes strangely surrendered to the cocoon.

"Speaking of which, do you feel like this sound is knocking inside?"

Xiaobao pointed to the cocoon.