The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 83 Crisis, In fact, I am not strong at all
Two yamen servants came over carrying the box and put it in the middle of the ground.

Several masters from Shuntian Mansion came over and asked in surprise: "Where did you find this box?"

"In the garden behind." A yamen servant pointed to the garden behind the study.

"Strange, who would put the box in the garden?" A teacher stepped forward and looked at the box.

The wooden box is very simple, not like the kind used by rich people, with a large rusty lock hanging on the box.

"Open it." The master waved his hand to the people around him.

"No!" A childish voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Shaoqing of Dali Temple coming, closely followed by a pink girl beside him, she was staring nervously at the wooden box.

"can not be opened!"

Several masters looked at Qing Moyan together, with displeased expressions, "Master Shaoqing, what are you trying to do?"

Qing Mo's face was expressionless, "It's all for investigating the case. The origin of this thing is unknown, so don't be rash."

Someone in the crowd made a disdainful sound.

It's just a box, even if there is something hidden in it, don't be afraid, you must know that this is Shuntian Mansion, there are so many government servants around, and there are Nine City Admirals outside, even if there is an assassin hidden, they can take him down in a blink of an eye.

"Perhaps the assassin who assassinated Shuntian Fu Yin is hidden inside." Someone said something.

"It's hard to say..."

"Open it quickly!" The masters hurriedly urged.

Hearing the news, even the master Bo and Si Wu of Shuntian Mansion came to watch. Everyone was looking forward to finding something in this box.

Otherwise, if Mr. Yin of Shuntian Fu was killed, they would also be implicated.

Seeing that those people insisted on opening the box, Ru Xiaonan anxiously shook Qing Moyan's arm, "Stop them quickly, don't let them open the box!"

Qing Moyan looked serious, "Do you know what's in that box?"

Ru Xiaonan shook her head, she was not clairvoyant, how could she know what was inside.

But she could feel the ominous breath emanating from the box.

"Master Shaoqing, please don't make trouble here, step back, we have to open the box."

Qing Moyan frowned, he could forcibly prevent them from opening the box, but at the same time, he was indeed a little curious, wanting to know what was in the box and why the little thing was so nervous.

Several yamen servants swiftly picked up their weapons and slammed the iron lock on the box.

It took only two strokes to break the iron lock, and someone stepped forward carefully to open the wooden box.

There seemed to be several small black shadows flying out of the wooden box, the speed was so fast that no one could see clearly.

"That was... what?"

"do not know."

Qing Moyan silently glanced at Xuanyu.

Even Xuanyu shook her head again and again.

Xuanyu's martial arts are not bad, even he didn't see clearly, let alone these yamen servants.

Everyone looked into the box.

The box is full of wooden trinkets.

A yamen servant bravely reached out and took one.

"Is it... a wooden spider?"

The little spider is not as big as a palm, and its whole body is made of wooden parts, and all eight legs can move independently.

Someone pulled out the sword and stirred it in the wooden box, "What, where did these crap come from?"

Qing Moyan was standing behind the crowd watching, when suddenly she felt her sleeves being pulled violently.

Turning around, she was surprised to see Ru Xiaonan squatting on the ground.

"Let them all get down!" Ru Xiaonan shouted.

However, this voice was too tender and was completely overwhelmed by everyone's clamor, so only Qing Moyan and Xuanyu heard her words.

Qing Moyan bent down without hesitation, but just as he bent down, he saw countless silver threads erupting from the wooden box, exploding around like fireworks set off during the New Year.

Shocked expressions appeared on the faces of the people, and they backed away one after another.

The silver wire passed through people's bodies at an extremely fast speed, and the air was filled with tiny noises.

Xuxiu passed by the ear, as breathtaking as a sharp knife.

"what is this……"

When the sprayed silver threads stopped, there was a layer of fine spider webs around the wooden box. The vertical and horizontal silver threads were intertwined continuously. The source of each thread came from the wooden box, but the other end did not know. Wherever it extends, when you look up, you can see the silver thread straight into the sky, hidden in the dark night.

Someone tried to reach out, trying to touch the silver thread.

"Don't move!" a child's voice yelled.

It was that kid again.

People followed the sound and saw the child squatting on the ground without any rules, with one hand still pulling the sleeve of Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Shaoqing was also half squatting, one shoulder was crossed by a silver thread.

"Don't move, or you will die!" Ru Xiaonan's voice trembled.

Things turned out as she had guessed, these people were no match for the puppet master at all.

"What nonsense are you talking about, little girl..." A master who was closest to her suddenly turned to face her.

Ru Xiaonan suddenly covered her eyes.

The man had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt his body tense, as if being pulled by something. He lowered his head and looked at his body, only to see blood oozing from the clothes on his chest.

What's going on, when was he injured?

He raised his hand to touch his chest, but found that the sleeve was empty.

His arm... was gone.

There were exclamations from behind.

"It's broken! It's broken!"

What is broken?
The man turned his head to look at other people, but his gaze suddenly changed. He only saw a pair of feet, and the shoes looked familiar.

Yes, those are his shoes.

"Qing Moyan, don't move." Ru Xiaonan trembled.

The body of the person on the opposite side was shattered into several pieces under the eyes of everyone, and turned into a pile of minced meat and collapsed on the ground.

Qing Moyan gasped.

The person's death condition was exactly the same as that of Shuntian Fu Yin.

If Ru Xiaonan hadn't reminded him just now, he would have been like this person...he would have been cut into thousands of pieces by these strange silver threads.

Some people moved their bodies one after another, and amidst the exclamation, the living bodies were all cut into pieces by the silver wire.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Finally someone realized something was wrong and shouted to stop.

"You can't move. If you move, your body will be torn apart by this silver thread!"

Everyone stood stiffly in place one by one, maintaining a fixed posture and not daring to move.

The tragedies of those who died just now are still vivid in their minds, and only then did people truly experience the inexplicable fear.

"My lord, are you alright..." Xuan Yu's voice came from behind Qing Moyan.

Qing Moyan's shoulder on one side was pierced by the silver thread, he didn't dare to move, he could only turn his head and take a look.

Xuanyu reacted quickly when she heard Ru Xiaonan's warning, so she avoided those silver lines in time.

"How can this be broken, can it be cut with a sword?" Xuanyu hesitated, not knowing what to do.

Qing Moyan looked extremely calm, he looked down at Ru Xiaonan.

"Little thing, what do you think you should do now?"

Ru Xiaonan hurriedly took out the talisman she had drawn from her waist, and raised her head to meet Shang Qing Moyan's trusting eyes.

She took a deep breath, and said seriously, "Qing Moyan, I want to explain first... Actually, I'm not strong at all."

The corner of Qing Moyan's mouth twitched, and Xuanyu behind her nearly fell to the ground.

If you are not strong, what prestige is there for you!

This kind of thing will kill people, you can't joke about the life of the prince.

But what Ru Xiaonan said next made everyone around her shut up.

"...Although I'm not strong at all, I'm the best at dealing with this kind of thing." With her hands in seals, Ru Xiaonan sandwiched a talisman between her index finger and middle finger. The wind is automatic, shining in the night.

(End of this chapter)