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Chapter 180 Appearance
wrong.

There must be something foreign on this sofa.

Perhaps those people were too scared and were rather perfunctory when trying to take the sofa apart, so they did not find any broken or damaged wood in the sofa.

But he was different. He remained calm in the face of danger and would definitely be able to solve the mystery... He comforted himself in this way.

Suppressing the feeling of numbness in the scalp, he stood up from the sofa, pointed to the sofa, forced a forced smile on his face, and said, "Okay. My silver needle will never go wrong. Yes, since it really gave a response, it means that something has indeed happened in it.

Let's put the matter of the silver needle aside, let's solve another problem.

If I'm not mistaken, the sofa that these guests said to be problematic must be the one I'm sitting on, right? "

Zhang Changji trembled for a moment, followed his example and made a salute in this old-fashioned way, and said: "Yes, Master! Master is so knowledgeable that he dares to sit directly on that sofa. I admire him very much!"

Lu Donghua cursed bad luck in his heart, he could just sit on this sofa by chance.

It's a pity that this guy is halfway through his pretense and can't give up halfway. He can only bite the bullet and grit his teeth and say: "In this case, let's take this sofa apart and find out what's going on."

He pointed to the situation inside the sofa, and said, "Look, is there nothing inside?"

Anyway, they left the sofa here.

Zhang Changji rubbed his eyes, looked inside carefully, and asked: "Since there is nothing in here, why do they have that strange illusion?"

Lu Donghua chose a different approach from him.

What Lu Donghua said originally meant that he would be more careful, but he knew that it would be twisted into the fact that he would use some special methods when these people heard it.

Before he finished speaking, Master Lu in front of him suddenly stood up, took a few steps back, walked directly through the crowd, and walked to the door of the room.

Lu Donghua recalled the feeling just now and shook his head: "This still needs some new methods to verify."

In the next second, he left behind his two apprentices, the two boxes of treasures handed down from his ancestors, Zhang Changji who was quite frightened and only "obedient to Master Lu's orders", and the people in this big house , rushed out towards the door.

The person who cut such a hole here did the same.

He was too lazy to re-operate from another direction and opened it directly along the lines that he had opened before.

That Zhang Changji seemed to be hesitant: "But we have dug a hole in this sofa and looked at it many times, and found nothing!"

Although they had already spent money and wanted the hotel to replace the sofa, that unreliable guy Lin Dong just said something casually and asked them to dispose of it themselves, and the waiters in this restaurant didn't know that it was private After spending that money, I still have a sense of frugality and don’t want to waste it, or I didn’t buy the same style...

The little trick Xiao Si did seems to have the function of keeping the collection fresh. Although he was closed here in this rather hot weather, after so many days, he didn't emit too much rotten smell.

A figure gradually appeared in the middle of the cotton. He used an abnormal posture that was impossible for ordinary people to enclose in the sofa. It seemed to be the color and material of cotton before, which made those people feel uncomfortable. People looked at it many times but didn't recognize it.

When the feeling was completely fixed and there was no change, he stood up suddenly, then turned around immediately, trying to see clearly what was causing him to feel this way.

Never looking back.

He wasn't worried, after all, this was what he was good at eating.

As many people's eyes focused on this, the things here no longer have the ability to hide themselves, and the things that should have been separated out after a while were directly exposed at this moment.

Lu Donghua shook his head, and said in a mysterious way: "You don't count after seeing it. I have to see it myself to know."

He performed a miracle vigorously, and directly lifted the cloth completely, exposing all the things inside.

When he just sat down, the sofa was quite soft. As time went by, the strange foreign body sensation appeared again, which made Lu Donghua quite uncomfortable.

It looks like two parallel cylinders.

Down there, something that made him feel that way stood out.

Walking slowly to the side of the sofa, he knocked on the sofa with his hand, and saw a direction of fabric fluttering in the wind, probably from this place before. There is no such thing as needlework in this restaurant, and There is no mending.

He didn't cover the cloth again, but walked to the front of the sofa again, and sat down without any barrier, using the same posture and position as before.

But after picking it up here, the upper part was not easy to operate. Instead of continuing to cut, he squatted down and bent over to look inside.

Lu Donghua showed a happy smile.

Zhang Changji was startled—literally.He took a step back and gave the waiter behind him a hard kick.

Below is a frame made of wood and various fillings.

He saw nothing.

As his outline gradually became clearer, the color also slowly changed, from the color of the sofa stuffed with sponge and cotton wool before, gradually returning to the human color, the cloth on his body became clearly visible, and the blood stains that flowed out also appeared. At this time, it was stained on the sofa, or flowed down, and dripped on the ground.

His legs were trembling, he raised his hands respectfully and bent down, saluted Lu Donghua, and said tremblingly: "Master Lu is really skilled, I don't know what to do now..."

As he stood up, many people around stretched their necks at the same time and looked in that direction.

However, the road in this restaurant is quite rough, with countless forks and turns. Lu Donghua's sense of direction doesn't seem to be very good. After running around in a daze, he turned back to the front of the private room.

Of course, since these doors all looked the same, he didn't pay much attention to it. Walking so many corridors almost made him nervous. Finally, he saw an open door, which made him relax a little. After a while, I thought I saw a way out.

So when he walked through the door, he glanced inside.

He saw the room from which he wanted to escape crazily!
"what--"

(End of this chapter)