Small profiteers in the Three Realms

Chapter 112
A secret room, two people, but three people talking! ! !
Although holding Zhang Daoling's talisman in his hand, Lin Zheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Under the perennial influence of atheism, Lin Zheng subconsciously looked towards the exit of the secret passage, but there was no one there.

At this moment, he would prefer to talk about people rather than other things. After all, the unknown represents fear.

Zhang Haoru tugged at Lin Zheng's sleeve, pointed to the shelf in the middle, and said, "Senior, the voice just now seemed to come from there."

Lin Zheng raised the flashlight and pointed it there, and suddenly found an ancient box under the shelf.

The box is not big, about the size of a microwave oven, with a dark red background and a copper frame around it.

It was placed in a very inconspicuous position, so I found it.

Lin Zheng walked forward step by step cautiously, always ready to throw out the talisman.

Zhang Haoru hid behind Lin Zheng, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, what could be inside?"

"How would I know!" Lin Zheng replied angrily.

"I've never heard that ghosts can talk. Could it be that there are people pretending to be there?"

Zhang Haoru frowned and asked: "It can't be a human pig."

Lin Zheng was already very nervous, but after hearing the word "renyi", he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Fuck you! How can a pig live for so long?" Lin Zheng retorted.

"Senior, you don't know something. I heard that Nanwu has a secret technique that can make people live for decades." Zhang Haoru said seriously.

Lin Zheng imagined for a moment, if after opening the box, there was really a person inside who had no limbs but only a torso, he felt that he would not be able to sleep for the rest of his life.

That picture is so sour!

"Get lost!" Lin Zheng pushed Zhang Haoru aside.

He was really disgusted by Zhang Haoru, he could say anything, he had a big brain.

If this continues, even if he is not scared to death by the things in the box, Zhang Haoru will still be scared to death.

When he came to the box, Lin Zheng pulled off the chain, took a deep breath, and suddenly lifted the lid, while his right hand was ready to hold the talisman.

However, there is no black smoke as imagined, and there is no human being as Zhang Haoru said.

In the box is a weapon.

To be precise, it is a half weapon.

Lin Zheng knew this thing, it was a halberd, and some people liked to call it Fang Tianji.

However, the Fangtian Halberd in the box does not have a shaft, only the head of the halberd.

Even so, Lin Zheng could still feel the chill from its body.

It can be seen that the head of this halberd should be a sharp sword of a treasure soldier.

The head of the halberd was very sharp, even though it had been placed in the box for so long, there was no sign of rust at all, on the contrary, it was extremely shiny, and it could even reflect Lin Zheng's face.

Zhang Haoru curiously took the halberd head from Lin Zheng's hand, stroked it, and praised: "Good weapon. It turned out that this is what was contained in the box. Then who said it? Senior, what do you think?"

When he said this, Zhang Haoru turned his head to look at Lin Zheng, very confused.

Lin Zhenggang wanted to speak, but when his eyes fell on the halberd head, all the words were swallowed back.

The head of the halberd is very bright, like a mirror. Zhang Haoru is holding the head of the halberd in his hand, so Zhang Haoru's virtual image should be reflected on the head of the halberd.

But, why is there another face on the head of the halberd! ! ! !

After Zhang Haoru noticed that Lin Zheng's expression was wrong, he looked suspiciously at the head of the halberd.

The next moment, Zhang Haoru felt that the blood in his whole body was cold.

On the head of the halberd was a strange face smiling at him! ! !

"I FUCK FUCK!!!"

Zhang Haoru threw out the head of the halberd with a cry, and jumped behind Lin Zheng in one step, tightly clutching Lin Zheng's sleeve and refusing to let go.

Tai Nima was terrified!

Zhang Haoru has been deceived and abducted for most of his life, and has never encountered such a thing.

The head of the halberd circled twice in the air, and hit the ground with a puff, but it sank five centimeters into the ground.

You must know that the floor of the secret room is paved with marble, so it can be seen how sharp the halberd head is when it is inserted into the ground lightly.

However, it's not over yet.

The moment the halberd head plunged into the ground, a vision suddenly appeared.

A beam of faint blue light appeared on the head of the halberd, and then became faster and brighter, illuminating the entire secret room.

It's just that the blue light is too scary, and the environment of the secret room is like a morgue.

After the blue light, a beam of red light suddenly appeared.

The red light was abnormally red, like rushing blood.

In the red light, a figure gradually emerged.

This figure was unusually tall, with armor hanging on his body, extremely mighty, like an ancient man.

"The person who speaks is the deity." The figure looked up to the sky and laughed, seemingly a little excited.

puff~~~
Zhang Haoru sat down on the ground, pointed at the figure, and said weakly: "What the hell is this!"

Lin Zheng stared at all this dumbfounded, his surprise beyond words.

What is this tamar?Holograms?
The figure ignored Zhang Haoru, but kept staring at Lin Zheng instead.

The look in his eyes was very greedy, which made Lin Zhengzhi shudder.

"It's interesting that he is actually a cultivator, but his strength is too weak!"

The figure smacked his lips and said, "Fortunately, he has excellent physique, so he won't feel wronged if he uses it to win."

What!Take home!

Lin Zheng remembered that this was a vocabulary in fantasy novels, but it really exists in reality!

Zhang Haoru, who was hiding behind, suddenly realized, pointed at the figure and shouted: "Ghost, this thing is a ghost, the legendary ghost really exists!"

Ghost!What the hell is that!

Lin Zheng felt that his vocabulary was extremely weak!

Why is there everything!
The figure laughed and said: "Little Taoist priest, you have some skills, no wonder those little ghosts outside can't kill you!"

Zhang Haoru slapped his forehead suddenly, and said: "It turns out that you gathered those wronged souls, and you destroyed the altar. Let me just say that no matter how incomplete the rituals left by the patriarch are, it is impossible for them to be useless. It's you who's doing it."

The figure glanced at Zhang Haoru appreciatively, and said: "You really know a lot, better than those Taoist priests, but since you dare to step into this secret room, don't even think about getting out. Little Taoist priest, your The soul belongs to me, as for you..."

The figure turned to look at Lin Zheng, and said excitedly, "Your body and soul belong to me."

After the words fell, the temperature in the secret room dropped sharply, and the cold wind blew heavily, blowing on the face with a dull pain.

Lin Zheng slowly opened his hand, and in his palm was Zhang Daoling's talisman.

After noticing Lin Zheng's small movements, the figure smiled and said: "It's useless! Unless you are a strong person who has escaped from the mortal realm, otherwise, you can't do anything to ghosts."

"You are about to die, but this is also your glory. Before you die, remember the name of this deity. I am Lu Bu!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure rushed straight to Lin Zheng in the gust of wind...

(End of this chapter)