That day he received a wooden box. The wooden box was exquisitely carved. He stroked it with his hands. The patterns and symbols carved on it were as warm and textured as if they were alive. He was extremely excited.

This wooden box once appeared at an auction and was sold for a very high price. It seemed to have a unique attraction to people, and everyone inexplicably wanted to get it. Finally, it fell into the hands of a wealthy businessman.

It was his father. His father passed away not long ago, and this thing came into his hands.

He wanted to know what magic power this wooden box had that made so many people willing to pay a high price for it.

He carefully opened the wooden box, and the moment he opened it again, his eyes were empty and he stared blankly at the top of the wooden box.

Many ferocious evil spirits appeared in front of him. They surged out like a tide, performing scenes of self-mutilation or killing each other in front of him. Sometimes he could feel the warm blood splashing on his face.

At that time, the long dry fingers of those guys almost went through his eyes. He was stunned. He didn't expect that the box contained such a terrifying thing.

His expression was distorted, and his body gradually became transparent. Later, he became part of the evil ghost locked in the box. He was fighting with an old man, who was his father.

After he completely entered the wooden box, the wooden box was immediately closed and everything returned to normal.
Chapter completed!