There is no airtight wall in the world, and it is just that you have not chosen the right direction if you investigate things clearly.

Now, if the female ghost wants to attack the selected target again, she needs to come to her door.

But what she did before proved that she did not dare to get too close to us.

The identity of the female ghost has not been found out yet. After all, the information in the previous years is difficult to verify.

But now we have a direction. Li Pianzi and the others had played in the trophy showroom, which led to the female ghost seeking life.

We naturally investigated ghosts in this showroom, but nothing was found.

Since we found nothing, we moved away from the showroom in advance until Ying Jia arrived.

Ying Jia was detained as a patrol mission by the school yesterday, but after a few rounds, this guy wanted to be lazy.

The place he chose was a coincidence that it was the showroom. In fact, this place was the only place on this floor with the door open and there was no monitoring.

Ying Jia lit a cigarette and leaned against the glass cabinet, and the fire was bright and dark.

On the other end of the showroom is a row of bookshelves. The bookshelf does not contain books, but some framed certificates and trophies.

Ying Jia came over to smoke by herself, and was a little bored, so she came over and squinted her eyes and looked at the introduction above.

"Piano, piano, or piano, hey, there is also a flute player."

Ying Jia was smoking while squirting the ashes. Not long after, a cigarette was gone.

Ying Jia is not very addicted to cigarettes, so he threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it, and then kicked it with his foot, kicking the cigarette butt into the gap under the bookshelf.

In an instant, Ying Jia felt a little chilling in the air around her.

Then, smoke emerged from under the bookshelf.

Now Ying Jia immediately discovered that he was going to leave the water.

Ying Jia was fat, but his head was enough. He immediately ran to the corridor and took the fire extinguisher. He sprayed violently into the gap under the bookshelf.

After the smoke disappeared, Yingqi mopped the floor with a mop cloth and opened the windows to ventilate, striving to make it seamless.

Fortunately, the fire was extinguished in time, and no one would go to see it under the bookshelf, and the smell in the room also dissipated.

Ying Jia thought everything was worry-free, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

He was busy before, so he couldn't notice that the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

At this moment, the cold wind blew along the window and he immediately felt the chill.

While closing the window, Ying Jia glanced outside. It seemed that someone was looking at him, but Ying Jia himself did not believe it, so he did not look for it.

Shortly after Ying Jia left the showroom, he really saw a ghost flashing in front of him.

It seems that the root of everything starts with that showroom.

It's still early now. Although Ying Jia played a little while talking about this, it was still daytime and there was still time. Jiugong and the others were still in the office. I guess the female ghost wouldn't dare to really cause trouble.

I took Ying Jia and the two of them to Xingmao High School, preparing to see the bookshelf that Ying Jia said.

Xingmao High School has felt a bad time recently, and the school has not resumed classes until now.

We entered the school without much obstacle. Ying Jia and I entered the showroom together and indeed saw a bookshelves leaning against the wall.

The bottom of the bookshelves was a little black, as if it was smoked. Needless to say, this is a good thing for Dried Egg.

Since we are here, we will naturally have to deal with it.

I took these things out of the bookshelf in a sloppy manner. The bookshelf was solid wood and very heavy. Ying Jia and I then put it to the ground.

The bottom of the bookshelves was smoked black, which was made of Yingjia, but Yingjia would never draw countless complicated patterns on the wooden board at the bottom of the bookshelves.

The big ghost in the pattern was trapped by the little ghost and suddenly made a picture of a ghost girl getting married.

The little ghost door on the wooden board, whether it is a sedan chair, a musical instrument, or a funeral, is all ghosts. Next to the bride's sedan chair, a crack appeared on the body of a little maid.

Another point is that these ghosts don’t look like they were dressed in ancient times, but clothes from modern times and around the Republic of China.

Seeing this thing, I didn't hesitate anymore, picked up the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword, separated the entire bookshelf in three or five seconds, leaving this wooden board alone.

The wooden board can be about one meter long, half a meter wide, and more than an inch thick.

There was no trace of yin energy on the entire wooden board. In addition to being burned a little bit, the other side was a little damp. It seemed that this thing not only had the baptism of flames, but had been soaked in water before.

The little guys who play the sing and sing all looked smiling, but they smiled very strangely, and they didn't look like living people at first glance, not to mention that they had their bodies damaged. For example, the more than ten sedan chairmen who raised their feet were all men with a broken stomach.

This wooden board is still gloomy. As for what kind of wood it is, I really can't tell it. When I hold this wooden board in my hand, I feel a hint of chill, as if it is frozen on my body.

This thing is very strange. If it is a magic weapon, I have not seen any traces of function or sacrifice.

If this is just an ordinary wooden board, I don’t believe it.

Although I am not afraid of the cold, I can still keenly discover the temperature around me when the temperature drops.

Since I got this wooden board, the temperature around it was constantly dropping. At this time, Ying Jia was already rubbing her hands.

When I saw that I couldn't figure out what this thing was for for the time being, so I took the talisman and stuck it on the wooden board. I thought that no matter what it was, it would be of some use. Then I didn't care about the possible ghosts. I took the wooden board and Ying Jia and turned around and walked out.

This thing looks very evil. I should have destroyed it on the spot, but when I looked at the crack on the wooden board, I was worried that there would be even worse consequences after destroying it.

I could feel something around me staring at us, but I didn't care about it. The place where this female ghost took advantage was that she wouldn't show up, otherwise we would have already lost our souls.

Therefore, I wish she would appear automatically.

However, this female ghost had a higher endurance than I imagined. She didn't move and had no idea of ​​coming out to compete with me.

Since that's the case, the female ghost is far away from us, so we returned to the office.

When I saw that I would come, I also brought a piece of wooden board, and everyone surrounded me.

Many people, like me, have seen this for the first time.

"What's this? Wooden Printing?" Huang Bawang has read some books recently, but he actually knows about wooden Printing.
Chapter completed!