Chapter 922 Musty Box
The devil Zi is still trying to find the last trace of entry and exit, while Feng Qingcheng walks to the nearby shelf,
Seeing that the large and small boxes on the shelf are covered with dust, I think that even if it is a treasure, it is just hidden here, which is a bit of a waste.

Feng Qingcheng walked casually and saw a wooden box that was older than the other boxes. Even the pattern on the outside of this wooden box has changed color, which shows that it has not been a short time.

Feng Qingcheng blew directly, and the dust on it was blown away,
For some unknown reason, Feng Qingcheng was very interested in this wooden box.

The outside of the wooden box was still locked, Feng Qingcheng gently picked up the wooden box,
And the moment the wooden box was just picked up, the whole shelf suddenly shook violently, Feng Qingcheng didn't know why, could it be an earthquake?

However, when Feng Qingcheng turned around, she found that the other shelves were stable, but the shelf she had moved was shaking violently!

what happened?

Feng Qingcheng directly put down the wooden box in her hand, and then, the shelf in front of her eyes returned to calm.

Feng Qingcheng stood in front of the shelf, and then quietly stared at the front shelf. She remembered this position, then continued to walk forward, and carefully looked at the boxes placed on other shelves.
Feng Qingcheng smiled at the corner of her mouth, it turned out that this palace treasure house is not simple!

"Master Qingcheng, I don't seem to be able to find any clues about who came last except for your smell!"

Xiaozi's nose moved for a long time, Bai tried hard, and said annoyedly,
"Xiao Zi, come here!"

Feng Qingcheng shouted very calmly, without any intention of blaming the devil Zi,
Xiao Zi swallowed two spirit-gathering pills, and was worried that the master would blame her, so she ran to Feng Qingcheng's side obediently and said,

"Master, I'm really weird, I can't smell anything except the smell of mildew."

"It would be strange if you could smell it!"

Feng Qingcheng picked up Xiao Zi, and then found that there was an old wooden box on every shelf and in a different position. There are so many things here, but only this kind of old wooden box was on every shelf. It's a little strange.

Devil Zi didn't understand, he didn't do a good job, why didn't the master seem to care?

"Is my nose broken?"

"Of course not, Xiao Zi, what does this box smell like?"

Feng Qingcheng let Xiao Zi get in, and before she got close, the demon Zi shook her head and avoided,
"That's right, it's this kind of musty smell!"

Feng Qingcheng patted Xiao Zi's head, then said lightly,

"Xiao Zi, eat it."

"Ah?! I don't want a master!"

Devil Zi really hoped that she would be deaf, the master is too scary, wanting to eat this moldy broken box by himself?

"Master, are you using this to punish me now? In the future, can't I eat less delicious food? Don't let me eat this moldy box!"

Feng Qingcheng didn't seem to hear what the devil Zi said, looking at the old wooden box in front of her and laughing.

Just now, Feng Qingcheng could see that when she opened the mouth to let Xiao Zi eat this wooden box, it accidentally moved back a few minutes!

How can dead wood move?

Therefore, these old wooden boxes in front of me are just fakes, the real ones are probably not!
"Xiao Zi, open your mouth and take a sip. It may be more delicious if it goes into your throat!"

Feng Qingcheng touched the head of Demon Zi, her eyes were fixed on the old wooden box,

"Master, I, I really don't want to die... Unpalatable food will make my instincts unbearable!"

(End of this chapter)

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