Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 1065

Lim Bo knew that he was peeing, so he couldn't agree, so he hurriedly hid the rope.

He was about to take the dagger back, but Fu Bao stopped him and said, "Wait."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Lin Bo knew Fu Bao's energy, so he shrank his hands in fright.

Fu Bao ignored him: "Have you recently felt dizzy, weak, and often have nightmares in the middle of the night, in which you are constantly fighting and killing people?"

He looked at Fu Bao in amazement: "Yeah, how did you know? I went to the hospital several times for this, and the doctor said that I was overthinking, so I thought about it every day and dreamed about it at night, so I took a few diazepam After that, it is useless, every day I sleep like a war, wake up in the morning with no strength, tired like a dog, if this continues, I will be exhausted."

Fu Bao nodded: "That's right, you are not sick, no amount of medicine will help, but if it goes on for a long time, you will die."

Mr. Xie turned pale with fright.

Lin Bo also said seriously: "What happened?"

Fu Bao pointed at the dagger and said, "You'd better not touch this dagger now, if you really want to touch it, don't touch it directly."

Lin Bo was thoughtful: "Is this a funerary device?"

Fu Bao shook his head: "It's fine as a funerary object. This dagger is still a murder weapon. It kills countless people. There are at least tens of thousands of innocent souls entwined on it. I think this dagger should be a personal weapon of some general in wartime. Death It was later buried in his tomb. It is a blessing in misfortune, and it is a pity that it was not placed at home."

Mr. Xie's face turned blue and white, and suddenly ran outside the door, facing the tree and vomited there.

Fu Bao blinked: "What happened to him?"

Lin Bo looked at Mr. Xie sympathetically, and said in a low voice, "He regards this dagger as his son and kisses him every day."

Fubao: ...

Is this person stupid?This thing has a history of thousands of years. Even if it is not a funeral object, it must have passed through the hands of many people. It must have been touched by the hands of the dead. How dare you kiss it?

This courage is also leveraged.

After finally coming back, his face was ashen.

Fu Bao handed him a talisman speechlessly: "Here."

"This is……"

Mr. Xie looked confused.

Lin Bo did know some relevant knowledge, so he quickly popularized it.

The one who found the treasure took it over, and thanked Fu Bao directly.

"You're welcome, I'll charge you."

She froze, and pulled out a forced smile: "How much does it cost?"

"See how much your life is worth."

Mr. Xie was dumbfounded. He looked at Fubao eagerly, neither accepting it nor not accepting it.

Fu Bao chuckled: "I'm just joking with you, I'll give it to you."

Only then did I feel relieved, and scratched my head a little embarrassedly: "This is what I should do, by the way, student Shui, your rope..."

(End of this chapter)