Black Technology System: Beast Hunter

Chapter 149
The warehouse area is not large, but it looks like a semi-abandoned place. The dust on the ground is an inch thick, and the air is filled with a stale and corrupt smell.

Duan Muqing took out a lighting stick, threw it up casually, and looked at the space in the warehouse with the dim light.

Boxes of various sizes, large and small, were piled up in a disorderly manner. At first glance, it seemed as if you were in a large garbage dump recycling center, and it was impossible to tell where the dragon and phoenix fruit were.

But with Long Xiaodan and Xiao Hong, Zhao Dong and Duan Muqing naturally don't need to worry about such trivial matters.
Before the two of them finished looking at the warehouse, Xiaohong's slightly hasty cry and the sound of knocking on the wooden board came from the front. It was obvious that Long Xiaodan refused to show weakness. Although he couldn't make a sound, he still tried to make a sound to remind Zhao East.

"Don't rely on your head iron, just be so unscrupulous." As soon as Zhao Dong approached, Long Xiaodan couldn't wait to rush over, pushing forward against his back.

Seeing its behavior, Xiao Hong followed suit, landed on Duan Muqing's head, kept pulling his hair, urging him not to fall behind.

The two of them had long been tormented by their little friends and lost their temper.

Zhao Dong recalled his footsteps with approval, while Duan Muqing covered his hair with both hands, complaining while walking, if this continues, he will be bald sooner or later.

The place where the two little ones found was on the left side of the warehouse door. There were several shelves scattered here and there, and beside them were four large boxes stacked up to the ceiling. Because they were placed too casually, they looked precarious. It's like a brain collapsed.

When they arrived at their destination, Long Xiaodan stopped pushing and flew directly out from behind Zhao Dong, crashing into a box placed on the top shelf.

The box looks a bit old, it seems to be made of metal, and there are mottled rust marks on the outside, but the original ornate decoration can still be seen, maybe it is an antique.

Duan Muqing was eager to get rid of Xiaohong's harassment, so he immediately held the lighting rod in his mouth, like a flexible monkey, climbed up and lifted the box down.

"I'll go, such a small thing, why is it so heavy? It's so difficult to make it from Misteel." Duan Muqing put the box on the ground, there was a loud bang, and a cloud of dust splashed up immediately.

Fortunately, Zhao Dong was alert enough and sealed his mouth and nose early, otherwise he would have to inhale ash.

When the dust fell, Zhao Dong squatted down, stretched out his hand to open the lid, and saw a damaged mask on the red velvet cloth inside.

This box is not big, about the same size as a three-layer cosmetic box. The mask can be put in it, but it is not a normal size. It is only two circles bigger than an adult's fist. It looks like a play toy for little girls. It's just that the production is too rough.

"Why is it a mask?" Duan Muqing was also a little surprised, muttering as he reached out to pick up the mask and study it.

Zhao Dong was about to ask him what he found, when Duan Muqing's expression froze suddenly, and he swears: "WKAO, who is so wicked."

Duan Muqing was obviously very irritated, before Zhao Dong could ask a question, he grabbed the mask and began to vomit.

Zhao Dong listened for a long time, and roughly summed up a piece of information, it seems that this mask is really an ancient relic, and then whoever it is, actually used Jackie Chan as an ornament and inlaid it on the mask.

"There is still this kind of operation?" Zhao Dong was amazed, he reached out to take the mask and looked at it carefully.

The mask is very ordinary at first glance, but when it is put in front of the eyes, it is discovered that it is carved with fine lines, like a special formation, and suddenly has a vicissitudes of life.

The lower part of the mask was broken, and the gaps were like canine teeth, which were uneven, as if they had been violently ripped apart. Several cracks extended, leaving obvious cracks on the mask, and on the forehead above the eyes, there was an inlaid A red bead that looks a bit abrupt.

Although the bead is small, it is brightly colored, like a living thing. If you look closely, you can still see two red lines, like a dragon and a phoenix, swimming and circling in it, which makes you not dazzled.

Zhao Dong was suddenly shocked and immediately forced himself to turn his head and look back. Although he was not mentally strong enough to use many formations, he was quite knowledgeable. This mask was not a child's toy at all, but a maze of formations attached to it. An offensive prop. If his guess is correct, this thing should be the relic of a certain ethnic group from the sub-dimensional area.

"This is something from the Puppet Clan." Duan Muqing seemed to have noticed Zhao Dong's doubts and said a little helplessly.

The puppet race is a sub-dimensional race born from the combination of dimensional creature puppets and humans. It was formed after the First Dimensional War, but because it inherited the characteristics of the dimensional creature puppet family, it was hostile to humans. After the Second Dimensional War, it was hostile to humans. Completely eradicated, it has long since disappeared.

Zhao Dong knew nothing about the puppet race, and he could only distinguish the general attributes of the formation on the mask, but there was no way to decipher it. It was not a system at all.It is estimated that even if the ghost Earl is reincarnated, it will be useless.

"Actually, this is really just a toy." Duan Muqing sighed, put the mask back on the side of the small box and said, "To be precise, it is a prop used by the puppet tribe to practice illusion when they were young. down branch."

When it comes to the body of the puppet clan, Zhao Dong has some impressions. According to Earl Ghost's notes, the body of the Huai clan is a kind of plant called puppet wood.

Because of its own characteristics, puppet wood has strong compatibility, and it can stack up to ten layers of formations, which is one of the best mediums for formations.

However, because of this, it is generally impossible to easily destroy props made of puppet wood without any special means.

"I don't care about him, anyway, the things are in our hands, so we can find a way to get out the dragon and phoenix fruit." Duan Muqing said, and put away the box directly. This time he didn't avoid Zhao Dong, the small box was just like that. It disappeared from his hands out of thin air, apparently put into the storage space.

Zhao Dong has long known that Duan Muqing, like himself, has special storage equipment, so he doesn't care. He just reached out and held the restless dragon owl egg, as if reasoning with a child, telling him that there are more important things now, Longfeng Sooner or later, it will definitely belong to it, so don't rush it for a while.

Although Long Xiaodan still didn't quite understand what Zhao Dong meant, he had always been very obedient. After bouncing a few times, he became obedient. Duan Muqing next to him was jealous. He grabbed Xiaohong's tail and said, "Look at you. They are still younger than you, and they are more sensible than you."

"Let's go, we've been delayed for too long." Zhao Dong said, and was about to turn around and go out. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the shelf next to him inadvertently. I rummaged through the things and found half a broken comb.

The comb looked gray and extremely old, and the material was also the most common wood, with a few plum blossoms simply engraved on it, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a waste product that had been accidentally mixed in.

(End of this chapter)