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Chapter 757 The Underworld Blind Box (Second Change)

The environment on the third floor is obviously quieter than that on the second floor.

Aside from Zhou Mu and others who had just gone upstairs, there were only a few people present.

Xu Tong looked at the past, three old men, an old woman, and a thin-faced man.

I can't tell how strong they are, but I can tell from their clothes that the four of them are either rich or noble in the underworld.

"Grandma Meng!"

Sure enough, after Zhou Mu and others went upstairs, they ran towards the richly dressed old woman.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xu Tong was shocked.

Zhou Mu, the devils in the world, actually wanted to ask this woman to be called grandma, so one can imagine the status of this person in the underworld.

"Grandma Meng, why are you here?"

The five of Zhou Mu gathered around, their mouths were as sweet as honey, each mouthful of grandma, shouting so kindly, and the cute and cute smile on his little face, he was really a different person from when he was downstairs just now.

Xu Tong's conjecture was good, Zhou Mu and others walked up full of displeasure, seeing these four old men,
That cute and cute appearance made Xu Tong have to admit that in terms of acting skills in pretending to be a grandson, he would call them the strongest, not one of them.

It's just who is this old lady who can make these five monsters behave so well.

I only heard them call her Grandma Meng, could it be... Granny Meng? ?

Xu Tong secretly speculated in his heart, and immediately turned his eyes to the treasures in front of him.

It's just unexpected that the exhibits on the third floor turned out to be a neat row of coffins.

Are blind boxes so outrageous now? ?

Well, it's hellish.

"Be careful, there's something wrong with these coffins."

Lilith held Xu Tong's arm lightly, and whispered.

It's not just a problem, it's just a blind box.

Xu Tong borrowed his life to look through the door, and saw these coffins in front of him, each of which made people feel more uncomfortable.

Among them was a coffin, covered in all kinds of strange barnacles, as if it had been salvaged from the sea.

Looking at the door with the eyes of fate, I saw that the coffin was tightly wrapped by a faint yellow atmosphere. This kind of yellow and ominous atmosphere can only remind people of death and decay.

And the coffin on the left made Xu Tong even more vigilant. The age of this coffin was unknown. It was not made of wood, but a coffin carved out of stone.

Weird figures were engraved around the coffin. On the coffin board, there were three grimaces with distorted faces. They seemed to be smiling but not smiling, crying but not crying, and angry but not angry.

The eyeballs on every face, no matter from which angle you look at them, make people feel like they are staring at themselves, which makes people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

The other coffins were also not simple. Xu Tong looked at them, and the more he looked, the more worried he became.

And there are three coffins in the back, wrapped in black cloth, it is impossible to see what is going on.

Such a strange product, anyone would be groaning in their hearts, but it is inevitable and somewhat anticipating, wanting to see what is in this coffin.

"Grandma Meng, what am I supposed to be? Aren't these broken coffins worth your effort to come here in person today? If you like, I'll carry these coffins back for you."

Zhou Mu and the others were very enthusiastic about the old woman, squatting next to the old woman's seat, either squeezing her shoulders or beating her legs.

But he didn't even look at the coffins behind him, as if pleasing the old lady in front of him was more important than other things.

The old woman, who was suspected to be Po Meng, raised her hand with a smile on her face, caressing the heads of these Zhou Mu children with her slender nails: "Don't underestimate these coffins, they are all salvaged from the underworld. , there are not only some gods of death who refuse to obey the destiny, but also treasures that have long since disappeared between heaven and earth."

"Death God!!"

Hearing these two words, Zhou Mu's expressions suddenly became alert.

In Netherland, the place of death, death god is not a good word.

Their fathers had told them the horrors of these gods of death, and it was rumored that they were once powerful gods.

Like the Dulong in the mythology, it is unknown for a long time.

In other words, they are more like gods before ancient times.

It's just that every era has its end.

Just like the master Xue Gui, who accepted the destiny, wiped out all kinds of schools, and left them in Beimang at the risk of eternal crimes.

Under the wheel of the times, these gods knew that they could not resist, so they used special methods to bury themselves in the netherworld, the world, the heavens, and even the more distant past and future.

Waiting for the moment of recovery to overthrow the rule of the gods.

So in Netherland, God of Death is a taboo word, and now being mentioned by the old woman will inevitably make Zhou Mu and the others nervous.

"Don't worry, not all death gods can survive, the probability is too low, almost impossible."

An old man sat on a chair, took a sip of fragrant tea, and said with a smile.

The old man didn't know his identity, but it was obviously not a good thing to be able to sit so close to this old woman who was suspected to be Meng Po.

"Then what are you waiting for, take it apart and see what's inside."

Zhou Mu looked at the coffin, and couldn't restrain his curiosity, but when he said this, the old woman laughed dumbly: "Hehehehe... This is not something you can fool around with, maybe there won't be death in the coffin." God, but the coffin must also be cursed by the god of death, if you want to open the coffin, you must have the courage to gamble."

"Curse? Is it powerful??"

"Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi, once opened a coffin and lost a finger, what do you think!"

scare!
When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

Zhou Qi, as the central ghost emperor, sits in Baodu Mountain, and he even lost a finger. One can imagine the danger of this coffin.

Xu Tong and Lilith sat aside, and when they heard this, they couldn't help but be secretly stunned.

I didn't expect that this time the chamber of commerce would actually sell this kind of thing.

After a while, several people came upstairs one after another.

These people are obviously wealthy businessmen and wealthy families invited by King Linghuo, and the families behind them all have some status in the underworld.

After seeing these coffins, these wealthy businessmen all stared wide-eyed, these are all rare treasures.

If it can be opened, the ancient god's weapon or even the treasure may be found inside.

"Everyone is late, late."

The Spirit Fire King also hurried over at this time. As the organizer of the trade fair, the Spirit Fire King's simple and honest catfish head specially put on a hat today to show his importance.

It's just funny no matter how you look at it. After all, can you imagine catfish wearing a hat and saying hello to everyone?

Xu Tong always felt that this guy was more like saying, hello everyone, today I will show you a unique skill, chopping my head with pepper.

I saw King Linghuo coming and introduced to everyone: "These coffins are all salvaged from the depths of the underworld. There may be treasures left by the gods of death in them, or there may be only a few bones. It depends on what you can get." How's your luck."

As he said that, he walked to the first coffin, patted the coffin, and introduced it in a serious manner: "When this coffin was salvaged, two ghost kings died on our side before we could barely suppress it. There must be something inside." For big goods, start with two authentic banknotes and three private banknotes, if you miss the opportunity, there will be no such store.”

The Spirit Fire King took out a small hammer, waved his ridiculous little paws, and started bidding.

"Five private notes!"

A businessman hesitated and decided to make a move.

Five shiny Ming notes were placed on the table. There was almost no difference between these Ming notes and the Ming notes in Xu Tong's hand. The only difference was that they were not stamped with the seal of the Great Emperor.

Although this kind of private money is also effective in Netherland, it has to be discounted in value.

"Seven!!"

Soon a merchant raised the price. After all, the words "Dead God's Treasure" are still very attractive.

"Eight!!"

Some people continue to chase the price.

Xu Tong was not in a hurry, he also wanted to see what was inside the coffin.

And he is not optimistic about this coffin.

Looking at the strange door with the eye of fate, I saw that the coffin was wrapped in a strong rotten gas, and there seemed to be a disgusting red light faintly inside.

Finally, when the price soared to twelve, no one was raising the price.

A chubby rich businessman came out, looked at the coffin in front of him, but dared not open it with his own hands.

The coffin of the God of Death is not only the relic of the God of Death, but also the curse of the God of Death.

So he called two ghosts and asked them to open the coffin instead of him.

"The god of death opens the coffin, everyone, please back out beyond the red line, otherwise if something goes wrong, the store will not be responsible for it!"

King Linghuo reminded everyone to stand outside the red line, and then pull the mechanism, a golden formation rose from the red line, completely isolating the space inside from the outside world, and everyone could only see two people inside holding crowbars, forcibly Pry open the coffin.

"Kakka~~"

The ear-piercing sound of opening the coffin made everyone frown.

As the coffin was slowly pried open a gap, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Boom!!!"

The lid of the coffin was lifted, and a rotten smell came out, and inside the coffin was a rotten corpse.

What makes people feel weird is that there is a dagger stuck in the chest of the corpse.

"The Relic of the Death God!!"

Seeing the dagger, everyone breathed quickly. The dagger seemed to be made of bronze, and the blade still shone with a dazzling cold light under the light.

Strange textures appeared on the sword body, the textures seemed to be symbols but not symbols, the curves were strange, and there was an evil murderous aura.

"Yashu?"

When Xu Tong saw the weird texture on the sword, his mind tightened, and he felt that the texture looked like a hagana technique.

Immediately took a look at the strange door with the eye of fate, and felt that the blood was dazzling, accompanied by great danger.

But when the businessman saw this just now, he didn't care about anything else, he jumped into the formation and reached out to grab the dagger out.

The relics of the god of death are all rare treasures in the world.

Just relying on a short sword, the ten Ming notes that he had just paid out were already ten times more profitable.

"Buzz!"

The short sword was snatched by the rich businessman without using any force. Looking at the sharp sword in his hand, the rich businessman was so excited that he wanted to scream.

Dang even held the sword in his bosom, and looked back at the coffin to see if there were other treasures inside.

Sweeping his eyes, he saw a jade ring hanging on the chest of the corpse, and immediately stretched out his hand to pick it up with bright eyes.

"Hey, this guy is really lucky."

Seeing the wealthy businessman lying beside the coffin and starting to search for the corpses, everyone couldn't help but curse secretly, and they inevitably felt a little regretful. If they had known that there were really big goods in it, they should have made a big bet just now.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world. Everyone can only watch the rich businessman make a fortune this time, and curse a few times in their hearts.

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, the wealthy businessman's body trembled violently, and everyone was startled, only to see thick black mist pouring out of the coffin.

"what!!"

The two ghosts who had just opened the coffin wanted to run away, but when they touched the golden light, they were bounced back by the formation.

It turns out that this formation can only enter, not exit.

I saw the black mist surging, and a skinny hand grabbed onto the rich merchant's body, dragging him directly into the coffin, and soon heard a shrill scream coming from the coffin...

　One more tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)