Uncle Meow's compass has undergone strange changes, and the entire little magnetic needle has tilted up!

This phenomenon is so weird!!!

Uncle Meow could only force himself to calm down, but fortunately he had a backup plan, and today he also brought a magic weapon that is said to be super awesome at the bottom of the box!!!

It seems that with such a magic weapon, no matter how ferocious the thing in the bungalow is, Uncle Meow can probably fight it!!!

Just when I was thinking wildly...

Soon, Er Meow took out something wrapped in yellow silk from his handbag, then quickly ran over and handed it to Uncle Meow.

I kept staring at that thing without even blinking!

Uncle Meow took it in his hand and immediately pulled off the yellow silk. Then I saw the thing in his hand...

Well……

How to say it?!

Maybe it's my poor eyesight, I couldn't figure out what it was after looking at it for a long time, let alone a powerful magic weapon?

If I had to describe it...

That thing looks like a piece of wood!

right!

It's just wood, an irregular piece of black and cracked wood, a little thicker than a rolling pin, and the surface is not very smooth, it feels lumpy...

This thing reminds me of some kind of strange item that can be used to do some shameful things...

But I know that in such a dangerous situation, if Er Meow tries again, it will definitely not be Er Meow who takes the wrong one!

Strangely enough, when Uncle Meow held this piece of wood in his hand, the nervous look on his face suddenly disappeared, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and his whole body cheered up!

I didn’t have time to ask at the time, but later I found out that the full name of this inconspicuous “treasure” in Uncle Meow’s hands should be: Lightning Strike’s Secret Ghost Fighting Stick Made from Centenary Peach Tree Cores!!!

The short name is Ghost Fighting Stick!

This thing is very rare. It must be a hundred-year-old peach tree. It was struck by lightning. Before the trunk was burned, quickly take out the wood in the center of the trunk, which is the core of the tree.

The core of this kind of peach tree that has been struck by lightning is said to have the properties of thunder and lightning. The peach tree itself can ward off evil spirits, and now it has a thunder and lightning buff, so any ghosts are afraid of this thing, even the evil ghosts!

Therefore, in the circle of ghost catching Taoist priests, it is called the "ghost beating stick". When they subdue monsters and catch monsters, they all hope that they can have such a magic weapon!

It seems that this treasure at the bottom of the box seems to be Uncle Meow’s ultimate killer weapon!!!

No wonder Uncle Meow is so confident!

But I don’t know why?

The moment Uncle Meow raised the ghost stick, I suddenly thought of the scene in "Domestic Lingling Paint" in which "Da Vinci" held up a pile of garbage and shouted: "I will kill you three thousand times"...

Ahem...

I hope Uncle Meow can be more reliable this time and stop looking for money to wipe his ass...

By the way, at this time...

The foreman asked Uncle Meow in a trembling voice: "Master... what should I do now?!"

"Don't be nervous," Uncle Miao tilted his mouth and showed an authoritative smile, "Open the door and let us go in and take a look. If there is something, I will smash it to death with a stick..."

As Uncle Meow spoke, he raised the ghost-killing stick in his hand and waved it vigorously!

Looking at this awkward and professional posture, it looks very bluffing!

I asked Ermiao with my eyes: Can your dad really do it this time?!

Ermiao blinked and seemed to be answering me: Don't worry, this magic weapon is very powerful!

I calmed down a little. The foreman had already taken out the key and walked to the door to unlock it.

But his hands were shaking, and he couldn't open the lock after working for a long time.

It makes me really anxious!

So I walked over, took the foreman's key, and prepared to help him unlock the door.

Strangely enough, the moment I touched the iron lock with my finger, I felt that the lock didn't feel like iron, but more like a lump of ice!!!

hiss……

Why is it so cold?!

Maybe it’s my own psychology!

Fortunately, my psychological quality is much better than that of the foreman. After all, I have seen many big scenes. I opened the door without much effort, took off the lock, and handed it to the foreman.

This door does not push in, but needs to be pulled outward to open.

so……

When I opened the door and exposed a gap, there was indeed a very unpleasant and unpleasant smell...

The smell is indeed a bit pungent!

Maybe it has been closed for a long time, and the concentration of the smell inside has soared. It is not only unpleasant, but it is indeed a bit irritating to the eyes!

So, I opened the door wide to let some outside air in and dilute the concentration of the air inside.

This is like robbing a tomb. After opening the door of the tomb, don't go in immediately. Let it take a while first...

While we were waiting at the door to exchange air, I tasted the smell carefully...

Huh?!

This taste seems different from what I thought?!

Why do you say that?

I came here before and saw this row of small bungalows. In fact, I already had some speculations and ideas in my mind...

Isn't this a health school?

What I was thinking was that medical schools also require anatomy classes, so this row of small, dark bungalows might be the anatomy rooms, and the bottles and jars filled with human body specimens might be there!

Is it because they are all human specimens?

Maybe these bottles and jars have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon over time, and some mutations have occurred, resulting in supernatural problems here. This does not seem to be a strange thing!

As for that pungent and eye-stinging smell, I estimate that it is probably formalin, which is antiseptic potion.

Generally, autopsy rooms, morgues, etc. all have this smell...

However……

Now I have been smelling it for a long time and distinguishing it for a long time. I feel that the smell does not seem to be the smell of antiseptic liquid like formalin...

As for what it tastes like?

I don’t know at all now and can’t guess?

After waiting at the door for about five or six minutes, Uncle Meow's arm holding the ghost stick was a little numb!

He looked back at me and Ermiao and warned: "It's almost time. I can go in alone. Don't follow me. After all, you are still young..."

wipe……

How is this the same as explaining the funeral arrangements?!

Ermiao shook his head and said, "No, let's go together. If anything happens, we can help too!!!"

I think what Ermiao said is right. Since we are here together, we are a team. If there is danger, the two young men Ermiao and I will not be able to go, but let an old man charge into the battle first. Isn't this too inhumane?

Uncle Meow hesitated for a moment and did not object, but he still rushed to the front holding the ghost stick...

So, Ermiao and I followed closely behind Uncle Meow and rushed into the house together!
Chapter completed!