Remove a large green wooden box in the corner, revealing an ordinary gray brick wall, no different from the surrounding walls.
Sun Huo looked at it twice, squatted down and groped on the wall, and quickly pulled out half a brick from somewhere, revealing a small hole.
He reached inside and dug twice, and quickly took out a small green cloth bag.
Sun Huo carefully brought the cloth bag to the table, neatly untied the knots on it, and flipped it over, revealing several things inside.
In addition to the original Golden Yang Jue and the legacy letter left by Sun Yuan, there was also a small bag. It was torn off from the body of the man in black robe after killing him that day.
When he was unconscious and recovering from his injuries, Yilan picked him up. After hearing about Sun Huo's experience, he also gave it to Sun Huo the next day, saying that he should keep it well as it should be of great use in the future.
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Now that his body has completely recovered, Sun Huo took it out and prepared to study it carefully.
As for the Jin Yang Jue next to it, I already know that it is not the so-called inner strength and mental method, so naturally it will take a long time to study it in the future, so there is no rush.
The man in black robe has been shot dead, and presumably all his goodies should be in this bag. Sun Huo is very curious, not knowing what other gains it will bring to him.
Although the power of the black beam of light that day was blocked by his jade pendant and could not be seen, but based on the strength of that shot, an ordinary person would have been seriously injured.
Just thinking about that eerie skull still makes me feel a little uncomfortable and conflicted.
As for that weird black ribbon, Sun Huo was very jealous. He couldn't even break free with his own strength. If he could use it, it would be very convenient to capture people or defend himself in the future.
But how to use this bag is a problem that is currently troubling Sun Huo.
Picking up the bag, Sun Huozai looked at it carefully.
I saw that the bag was very small, in light blue color, and there were no embroidery patterns. It was similar in shape and size to the pockets that ordinary people use to carry copper coins and silver coins.
It’s just that the fabric used in the bag is neither ordinary cotton or linen fabrics nor silk satin from wealthy families.
Sun Huo touched the bag with his hand, and it felt a little rough. After thinking about the various fabrics he had seen, he found nothing similar, so he stopped worrying about this issue.
I pinched the mouth of the bag, lifted it up, and weighed it in my palm, feeling a little heavy. It seemed that besides the bottles and ribbons that appeared that day, there were other things inside.
Sun Huo's eyes narrowed, showing a hint of joy. He quickly put the bag on the table and untied the rope tied to the mouth of the bag in a few clicks.
Opening the mouth of the bag, Sun Huo looked into the bag expectantly.
To his great surprise, he saw neither the bottles or ribbons he expected, nor any other miscellaneous items.
There seems to be a dark partition at the mouth of the bag, which is tightly connected to the bag, completely blocking the line of sight, and the inside of the bag cannot be seen at all.
"As expected of an Immortal item, even a bag has so many quirks. Is this to prevent others from prying?" Sun Huo couldn't help but think mockingly.
After tilting his head and thinking for a moment, Sun Huo did not touch the black partition rashly with his hands. Instead, he walked to the yard and picked up a branch, then carefully reached in and poked it.
It is soft and somewhat elastic, but the branches have not passed through the partition and have always been there without any other changes.
With a roll of his eyes, Sun Huo put a little more strength into his hand and stabbed the mouth of the bag several times.
The result was still the same. The branches still couldn't reach into the bag and were firmly blocked by the weird partition.
Sun Huo was a little annoyed, so he lifted the bag upside down and shook it in mid-air. Strangely, nothing fell out of it.
Scratching his head, he felt a little helpless. The treasure was obviously in his hand, but he couldn't find the key. It was very uncomfortable.
After carefully recalling the experience of that day, Sun Huo followed the example of the man in black robe and put the bag on his waist, then raised his hand and patted it.
As a result, there was still no reaction at all, and the bottle did not fly out.
Sun Huo was a little frustrated. He took off the bag and threw it on the table with a bang. Then he put his head on both hands and stared at the bag and thought hard.
"The cultivator of immortality, the magical weapon of the immortal family, the cultivator of immortality, the magical weapon of the immortal family..." He kept chanting in his mouth, trying to find some relationship between them.
Inadvertently, his eyes fell on the book "Golden Yang Jue" on the table. A light flashed through his mind, and Sun Huo felt that he had found the key.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up. Sun Huo once again placed the bag on his right palm, closed his eyes, and slowly activated the strange "Qi" in his body.
When the "Infuriating Qi" reached his palm, he felt a little uneasy. Finally, he suddenly forced the "Infuriating Qi" out of his hand and poured it into the bag.
A magical scene appeared.
I saw that the bag that was originally unable to collapse suddenly expanded, and the mouth of the bag opened on its own.
A white glow suddenly spurted out, and many small objects were wrapped in the glow, which grew rapidly.
When the thing seemed to have returned to its original size, it seemed as if it had lost its support and fell down, scattering all over the table and the floor.
Sun Huo looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.
Yilan heard the movement in her son's house and quickly put down her work and walked over to see what happened.
As soon as Fang opened the door, he suddenly saw objects all over the floor and was stunned.
Yilan came to her senses first, quickly walked into the house and closed the door, calling to Sun Huo to pack up quickly.
After working hard for a long time, the mother and son tidied up the things everywhere and put them on the table one by one.
There was no need for Sun Huo to explain. When Yilan walked in and saw the bag in his hand, she already understood everything in front of her.
In addition to some personal clothing items, the most abundant thing in the bag was actually white taels of silver. When broken down, there were actually two to three hundred taels, which is enough for an average person to spend most of his life without having to work.
The slender black bottle and black ribbon that Sun Huo saw that day were also placed on the table. In addition, there were half a torn black ancient book, three jade stones of different colors, several small white jade bottles and
A scroll tied with a gold ribbon.
Looking at the objects on the table, the mother and son remained silent for a long time.
In the end, Yilan spoke first, "Huo'er, can you take the things back first?"
Sun Huo was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I'll give it a try." He grabbed the weird bag again.