Ying Sixue asked Yang Xuming to turn his attention to the wooden box.

He asked, "Is there a problem with this wooden box?"

From his point of view, this wooden box is normal, without any fancy patterns.

The pitch-black exterior coating looks very ordinary.

Ying Sixue stroked the outer layer of the box and said, "This wooden box is very old, not to mention decades. And there is a strange muddy smell on the surface, as if it was dug out from the ground."

Ying Sixue looked at Deng Xiangui and asked seriously, "Where did you get this wooden box?"

Deng Xiangui hurriedly replied, "I picked it up! I dug it out of my house's ground when I dug the ground last year. After I washed it, I saw that the box was not bad, so I took it home... Is there a problem with this box?"

Ying Sixue did not answer Deng Xiangui's question, but continued to ask, "After you found this box, how long did it take to meet the ghost?"

"It's probably more than a month," Deng Xiangui answered honestly.

"Then when the box was dug out, was there anything in it? Or did anything abnormal happen?" Ying Sixue asked.

Deng Xiangui thought about it for a while and shook his head, "Nothing unusual happened at the time. The only strange thing was that when I dug out the box, there was a bottle of wine in it."

Having said that, Deng Xiangui also smacked his lips, "That wine is definitely an old wine, the kind of decades old. It tastes endless after drinking."

"..."

"..."

Both Ying Sixue and Yang Xuming looked at the drunk in front of them speechlessly, really don't know what to say.

Do you dare to drink wine of unknown origin that is dug out from the ground?

Ying Sixue shook her head, "It seems that not only the box may have a problem, but the wine also has a problem."

"Where is the wine bottle? Is the wine bottle still there?" Ying Sixue asked.

Deng Xiangui pointed to the shrine and said, "The flower-arranged bottle is a wine bottle."

Yang Xuming and the two looked at the shrine, only to see a light brown porcelain vase in front of the **** card of Master Tiandijun.

There is a daffodil in this porcelain vase, but the daffodil seems to be dying.

Yang Xuming put the unconscious Lin Qiu against the wall, then walked over and picked up the porcelain bottle and pulled out the daffodils inside.

Then he lifted the porcelain bottle and shook it.

"There is water in it," Yang Xuming said, lifting the bottle to pour the water out, and then carefully inspecting the bottle in front of him.

But no abnormalities were found.

"There seems to be nothing strange about this bottle," Yang Xuming said.

Ying Sixue frowned slightly, "Perhaps we still don't know where the real anomaly is...There must be something special in this hall, so that the group of ghosts outside can only bluff but can't get in at all."

"If the kid who has been hitting the door needs to open the door to activate his abilities, then the other ghosts clearly have the ability to easily enter this room."

"But they didn't come in. Instead, they bluffed outside to cover up the fact that they were moving the house."

"This proves two points, 1. They have no way to enter this room, or even if they enter, there is no guarantee that they can kill us."

"2, if we open the door and rush out, they will be dangerous, so they will use bluffing offensive to cover up their real purpose of moving the house."

Ying Sixue looked at Yang Xuming, "This second one is probably the strangest one. If the knocking kid outside really has the special ability to kill all of us as soon as the door is opened, then why are they afraid of us? Do you know they are moving houses?"

"Unless there is something in this room that can threaten their safety, or there is something in this room that they dare not provoke."

"So they dare not let us open the door and go out. That would be dangerous for them."

Ying Sixue bit her finger and frowned and reasoned, "But opening the door now is also full of danger for us."

"Because we don't know what they are afraid of. If we rush out without finding the things that ghosts are afraid of, we will only die tragically on the spot."

"So..." Ying Sixue looked at Yang Xuming, "Master Yang, our last hope lies in you. You know a lot about ghosts. You can take a closer look at this box and wine bottle to see what is unusual. ."

"As long as we find out the things that ghosts are afraid of, we can get rid of the crisis in front of us."

After Ying Sixue finished speaking, she consciously stepped aside to check Lin Qiu's situation.

At this time, the girl in a coma was leaning against the wall, her body trembling slightly, and her clothes were wet with cold sweat. It was obviously painful.

All the skin on her right foot below the knee was now disgusting black.

And this black is still spreading upward.

Before long, the black will spread to her thighs, lower abdomen, and even the whole body!

Yang Xuming held the wine bottle and walked to the wooden box, feeling the heavy pressure.

Indeed, as Ying Sixue said, he is now everyone's last hope.

If a solution cannot be found before the ghosts move the house, everyone in their presence will die!

But the anomaly of this bottle and box... Where is it?

Yang Xuming frowned very tightly.

It can now be known that this box definitely has something to do with the ghosts of Wangguanying, and it is probably a relic of the Wang family a hundred years ago.

But why are the relics of the Wang family buried in the ground?

And after the wooden box was dug out, Deng Xiangui, who dug out the wooden box, was quickly entangled by ghosts from Wangguanying.

So if the box has been buried in the ground, does it mean that no one will be threatened by the group of ghosts?

Why?

The group of ghosts has been entrenched in the Wangguan Camp for hundreds of years, but can they do nothing against the residents here?

There were only two people who bumped into ghosts in Wangguan Camp. Except for Deng Xiangui in front of him, only the wet sprite Du Yue'e was left.

And both of them have one characteristic in common, that is, they have picked up something special in the Wangguan Camp.

Deng Xiangui dug out a wooden box 100 years ago and drank the wine inside.

Du Yuee picked up a pair of red embroidered shoes, but she didn't wear them. Instead, she gave them to Jiang Xiaoyu, which killed Jiang's sisters.

"I suddenly thought of a possibility..."

Yang Xuming looked at Lin Qiu, who was in a coma behind him, and said, "If the ancestors of the Lin family left the royal camp because they were afraid of ghosts, then why are they sure that after their clans separated, there would be no ghosts to continue chasing them?"

"Could it be that before they left the royal camp, they had already imposed certain restrictions so that the group of ghosts who had been exterminated from the royal family could not track them?"

"Or, before leaving the royal camp, the ancestors of the Lin family had sealed all the ghosts of the Wang family? That's why this place has become a ghost nest for hundreds of years, but the lives of ordinary people are not affected?"