The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 667 Clay Box [Third Update, Seeking Votes]

"Hey..."

While Mo Mo was unconscious, Master Fuli pinched Mo Mo's fox ears with his little hand. Mo Mo made a few soft moaning sounds, clearly disliking being touched on the head.

but.

Master Fuli didn't play with the Doritos for long before the Security Bureau's logistics personnel arrived quickly and carried away Momo, who was trapped and dead inside the withered wooden armor.

"Can you handle Mo Mo's situation properly? After all, she took off from her dorm room."

Watching Momo board the helicopter and be taken to the hospital for professional treatment, An Sheng asked.

"When we arrived, we had already notified the university to access the surveillance footage, and everything can be handled properly without causing any chaos."

“However, this thing called Master Fuli…” Wang Qiqi looked at the wood that was still in the soil and had already sprouted.

Although Mo Mo's body is somewhat special, her past experiences are perfectly normal.

However, after being parasitized by the branches of the precious tree, it was able to traverse a distance of fifty kilometers, leading Master Fuli and the Security Bureau to destroy a den of evil cultivators.

Obviously.

The branches of the Treasure Tree Grandfather were not as harmless as they had previously appeared; they contained spiritual interference or, in other words, an instinctive craving for spiritual particles.

The reason why its effects are ineffective on the Treasure Tree Ant is not because the Treasure Tree Ant is special, but simply because the Treasure Tree Ant has not been parasitized and taken root by it.

When the tree ant eats a branch, it spits out a corrosive liquid from its mouth to corrode the cross-section of the branch, and then slowly and very enjoyably sucks it into its mouth.

Momo swallowed a branch of the treasure tree, but it didn't have a strong ability to digest it, so it became parasitized.

"The tree branches should be a new clue; that old tree might be almost sentient."

Hearing Wang Qiqi's question, An Sheng turned to her and said, "If you still have no direction in Ma Wang Village, then this might be the breakthrough."

"Before that, let's take a look at the metal box that the evil cultivator hid in the basement."

Although An Sheng did not know whether Mo Mo's strange behavior was caused by the influence of Tree Master's will or by instinct.

But one thing is certain: the Treasure Tree is probably very eager for spirit grains right now.

Since it craves spirit particles, it must recycle them after obtaining them.

As long as it engages in recycling activities, the security agency can track the whereabouts of the Treasure Tree via satellite.

"Master Fuli seems particularly interested in Baoshu? If we catch it, Master Fuli..." Wang Qiqi walked towards the villa, asking tentatively:

"You can't just burn it down, can you? It's a [territorial] level big brother after all."

"Why would I burn it for no reason?" An Sheng said with a slightly surprised expression. "What you do with it is your business. The only reason I'm looking for it is that I simply want to hit it a couple of times."

"In Chang'an, there is no one more handsome than me!"

Master Fuli made up a reason on the spot; his real reason for searching for the treasure tree was very simple.

It's because the Treasure Tree is powerful enough to influence living beings in the region. One of the criteria for calculating the power of wishes in the wish list is the subsequent impact.

Good causes must come first to yield good results, and ultimately, one can peacefully receive the power of their wishes from the wish list.

The real purpose of Master Fuli's search for Master Shu was to use his fox power to tell him, "You better keep striving for excellence and, if you have nothing else to do, go help old men and women cross the road."

Instead of spending your days thinking about things that don't exist, otherwise I'll water your tree roots with paraquat within three days.

"Um?!"

Upon entering the villa and opening the sealed glass door leading to the basement, An Sheng and Wang Qiqi both smelled a pungent, bloody odor emanating from it.

Wang Qiqi's expression changed drastically. In one swift step, she flipped over from the stair landing to the railing, looking down at the environment of the rented basement.

The basement was dark, and even the railing she was standing on was a makeshift structure made of formwork and steel bars. But Jinqianbao's night vision was superb; with only the faint light from the roof skylight, Wang Qiqi could clearly see the entire interior of the basement.

After seeing it clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief.

There was indeed a bloody smell in the basement, and even bright red liquid was spilled all over the floor, but it wasn't human.

Instead, they were two common black pigs found in rural areas. Judging from their appearance, Wang Qiqi had reason to believe that they were carefully raised by farmers and were intended for use as New Year's pigs or for villagers to offer sacrifices to their ancestors.

They are very beautiful, with glossy fur and a stylish tuft of dyed hair on their heads.

Beside the two black pigs was a cube-shaped bronze box covered in pig's blood.

The bronze box is covered with strange, seemingly meaningless, circular or ∞-shaped etchings.

"wrong."

“It doesn’t look like a bronze box, it looks like a pottery box.” Wang Qiqi carefully examined the etchings on the box and the material of the surface, and finally came to a conclusion: the etched patterns on the surface of the box are somewhat similar to those from the Dadiwan Site period.

At that time, bronze ware did not exist; it was an era when stone tools and pottery were prevalent.

The earthenware box, gleaming with a metallic sheen, was most likely because it had been soaked in blood for a long time.

“Those two black boars are spirit beasts.” An Shengren stood up, grabbed the railing, patted Wang Qiqi’s leg, pointed to their fashionable hairstyles, and said, “I’ve seen spirit beasts that have become wild boar spirits before. Their most distinctive feature is a tuft of unusual-colored hair on their heads.”

The wild boar that An Sheng mentioned is the wild boar from Shou Gou Jian.

The wild boar princess, whose ambition for dominance was too strong, was brutally struck by the [Shattering Dream Fist].

of course.

An Sheng determined that they were spirit beasts, not because of the unusual colored hair on their heads, but because of spirit particles, which were dissipating from the two black pigs.

"Two spirit beasts died here?" Wang Qiqi looked incredulous. "Those evil cultivators actually sacrificed two uncastrated spirit beast breeding boars?"

"Fuck me!"

"When I get back, I'll have to castrate them!"

Spirit beasts not bred by humans are considered "chosen ones" within the Security Bureau, possessing extraordinary innate abilities.

Animals capable of self-transformation are undoubtedly among the best in their own kind.

They would be top-quality for scientific research or breeding. Now, seeing two native, spirit-infused black pigs dead before her eyes, Wang Qiqi was so angry she could hardly imagine how delicious the pigs would be after three or five generations of artificial breeding.

In the future, it may even be promoted to the Xia Kingdom market.

An Sheng wasn't quite sure what Wang Qiqi was thinking, her face contorted in a grimace, but he kept glancing at the strange metal box.

Doesn't evil cultivation involve blood sacrifices to the blood god?
Is this box the so-called Blood God?
"Click."

The small box, located in the basement, seemed to sense the malice emanating from Master Fuli and became extremely uneasy.

Under the watchful eyes of Master Fuli and Wang Qiqi.

The clay box gradually began to move, making faint rustling sounds as it was being dragged.

The clay box gradually crawled into the dark corner, trying to minimize its presence by burrowing into the corner as much as possible.

"???"

An Sheng and Wang Qiqi were stunned as they watched the box move toward the corner of the wall, but it seemed to have hit the corner too hard and the whole box tipped over.

"Look at that stupid thing, why not just smash it? A blood-feeding creature like that doesn't look like a good thing at all."

"Master Fuli, please don't say that. How heartbroken Bashan Mosquito would be to hear you say that."

(End of this chapter)