After leaving the abandoned village, Chen Hao drove all the way to Luzhou and came to Jinbo's courtyard.

Here has returned to normal, there is no ghost in the yard, clean.

Under the leadership of Lu Wei, Chen Hao entered a secret room under the bedroom of the house. It looks like a closed place with a good layout and a lot of books.

However, most of these collections are fragmentary, and most of them are evil things.

After reading some of them, Chen Hao directly burned all the vicious and evil methods on the spot, and then said to Lu Wei: "Since you have chosen to live an ordinary life, you must be a good person. This is the end of this matter. Take care in the future. ."

Lu Wei smiled and said: "Thank you Master for your help. Without you, I guess I can't live or die. You can rest assured that I will have a better life in the future."

With a few words of greeting, Chen Hao left the Jinbo family with black cat and rooster.

Shortly after Chen Hao left, Lu Wei suddenly entered the secret room again, and came to a wall with an excited look on his face.

He fumbled for a while on the wall, then pressed, and suddenly a brick popped out.

Lu Wei was overjoyed and hurried forward, then his eyes widened.

In the middle of the brick, there is a space, but at the moment, the space is empty, nothing.

Lu Wei was struck by lightning and muttered to himself: "How is it possible? What? The thing is missing? Is the old guy hiding somewhere else..."

Whispering, Lu Wei rummaging around in the secret room, but besides this one place, no other secrets were found.

Lu Wei collapsed to the ground, desperate.

At this time, a car was flying on the highway leaving Luzhou.

In the car, the rooster's illusionary man was driving, his face excited.

Chen Hao in the co-pilot's seat began to worry about it and was ready to be reminded at any time, but watching the rooster was very stable, there was no problem along the way, so I was relieved: "Xiaohuang, when did you learn to drive?"

Rooster said: "This body has memory, and it's easy to drive. Once you learn, haha, it's a bit slow and not passionate enough. Hao, buy me a sports car."

Chen Hao's mouth twitched.

You damn, you need a gun later, a car later, you are a cock! Not a third.

Look at Xiaohei, don't need anything, why don't you learn!

"Let's talk, there is a chance to get it for you." Chen Hao perfunctory.

Rooster pouting.

Wit is like it, and Chen Hao has no plans to buy it.

But it doesn't matter. There are not many people in this world who can beat Chicken Lord. There are only a few sports cars that can definitely be obtained.

Here, Chen Hao turned over and a small bottle appeared in his hand.

This small bottle has a fist size, a strange shape, a big mouth and a thin neck, a round bottom and a transparent body. There is a looming air flow in it, which looks a bit evil.

Looking at the small bottle, Chen Hao's eyes flickered.

This thing was discovered in a dark cell in the Kimber Chamber.

The dark grid was obviously set up with a blockade to block the breath of the bottle. If it wasn't for the perspective technique, Chen Hao wouldn't even find out that there was such a thing in this wall.

Moreover, when Chen Hao discovered, he also noticed that Lu Wei looked at the place where the bottle was hidden several times. Obviously he knew there was such a thing, but he didn't tell Chen Hao.

This is intriguing.

How can a person who says to be an ordinary person conceal this evil bottle?

If it was not that Lu Wei did not know, it was that he deliberately concealed.

Either way, Chen Hao felt that this evil thing was still taken away, so as not to let Lu Wei go astray.

So when passing by the wall, Chen Hao quietly used his sleeve to take things away.

Looking at the bottle at this moment, Chen Hao's thoughts were perceptive, his eyes narrowed.

The evil spirit of the bottle, and the flowing air flow accumulated in the bottle is pure soul. Is this Nima actually a soul-collecting evil weapon? Then it is used to...

Chen Hao thought a little, his complexion became difficult to look.

Collecting souls and turning them into pure soul powers should be the basis for Kimber to set life and death so that he can live forever.

Rely on the soul of others to make up for yourself.

How many innocent souls need to be cruelly killed by this evil method!

Ruin it!

A trace of anger appeared in Chen Hao's heart, holding the bottle's hand quietly and hard.

But soon Chen Hao discovered that the bottle looked like glass, but it was extremely hard, and he tried his best to make it impossible to destroy.

A thunderous light appeared in his hand, a crackling electricity.

Then, Chen Hao suddenly surprised, looked at the evil bottle.

Stimulated by thunder and lightning, the evil spirits on the bottle quietly dissipated a lot, and the remnants of the soul inside the bottle were rendered invisible. It seems that the bottle is much cleaner at once.

His eyes moved slightly, and Chen Hao continued to gather the thunder ball to cover it.

With the spread of electric light, the evil on the bottle finally disappeared completely. The bottle that originally appeared a little cold became a little more pure and natural, especially the body of the bottle, which was originally dark white. After it became transparent at this time, the inside revealed Some colorful light comes.

Subsequently, the bottle exudes a pure breath, which resembles a magic weapon and resembles a magic weapon, but vaguely different.

Chen Hao was dumbfounded.

How can this thing change? Could it be said that the bottle itself is a treasure, but it was refined by that Kimber using evil methods to draw soul?

This... Sure enough, Xiemenwaidao can only use good things as waste!

My heart is secretly happy~lightnovelpub.net~ Chen Hao took a moment to put away the bottle.

Although I don't know what the use of this thing is, but it is definitely a baby, and I will definitely find it useful in the future.

After that, Chen Hao took out the **** trumpet.

Seeing this, Chen Hao's face became serious, and there was a trace of reverence in his eyes.

There are hundreds of military souls in the trumpet of the genitals. These are the heroes who threw their blood for Huaxia and died without regrets.

To such a person, Chen Hao has unlimited respect in his heart and dare not blaspheme.

Looking at the Yin trumpet, Chen Hao's idea penetrated into it, perceiving the hidden military soul.

When the idea moves, it comes into contact with various ideas.

These thoughts are the thoughts of military souls.

At first glance, Chen Hao heard the words in every thought of these military souls.

"Can't throw away the pot, how to cook when the pot is gone, how to eat the soldiers?"

"Kill, kill one enough book, kill two and earn one."

"Laozi ten minutes underwater, the devil dare to hold my breath against me, not hold you back."

"Warriors, we are the wall of China. When we are there, China is here. We fell, and it is our brothers and sisters who are suffering, so we cannot fall."

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves, take our flesh and blood..."

...

Among the military souls, there is a firm and simple thought that makes Chen Hao very moved.

These military souls are no longer complete souls. They are remnant souls. They survived under the protection of the bugle by virtue of the obsession in their hearts.

That is to say, even if I want to help myself, I'm afraid I can't get over it.

Chen Hao was silent. After a while, Chen Hao took out his mobile phone and searched for the closest national cemetery.

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