At that moment, Yiyi and I were also squatting in the corner of this storage room, our fingers touching the edge of the last pottery jar.
This is the last one.
But this place looks exactly like the place that fat Zhou brought us here.
But what about the one from before?
The one we just met was exactly the same as the one that Fatty Zhou brought us.
I thought about it carefully. Surely these two things can't be similar in texture and location?
So that means this is the thing that Old Zhou brought us here?
This should be the place; we can't be wrong this time, right?
I decided to give it a try, and I was determined to do so.
This will do. If this isn't right either, then I really won't ask for anything more.
I shared my thoughts with Yiyi.
She also supports it.
We've already taken so long, a little more won't make a difference.
As I pondered this, I began to place my fingers on it, trying to open it.
I've basically pinned all my hopes on this.
Then I applied a little force ten times, and they all turned a little white.
This jar is sealed pretty tightly.
I didn't see that fat Zhou struggle so much when he opened it.
At this moment, I was also thinking a little, and it seemed like I had some clues.
I remember there was some blue light on the owner's hands when he opened the jar.
That must be his unique energy, and also his method of opening the can.
If it were us...
That would be difficult.
At the same time, I also felt the surrounding temperature getting higher and higher.
Time is running out.
For a moment I hesitated, wondering whether to leave directly or continue trying to open the jar.
However, it seems that every path is extremely risky.
If I were to open this jar directly, I might suffer a backlash from it. I've seen similar things before; if you forcibly trigger certain switches, the protective mechanisms inside will pop out.
In other words, it is very likely that if I exert a little more force, this jar will spray out strong acid or strong alkali.
I've been working on this for almost five minutes now.
Old Zhou left behind such a mess, and he was indeed arrested.
I was cursing him in my heart.
"Could it be Boss Zhou's doing? Could he have left something behind, perhaps sealed it away?"
Yiyi was also frowning at this moment.
"It doesn't look like it."
I shook my head.
"I suspect he was arrested; otherwise, his sudden departure without saying goodbye would have been too abrupt."
And I remember very clearly that when that fat Zhou was saying his last few words, he didn't make any extra movements.
I squatted down on the ground, staring at the patterns on the outside of the jar.
Trying to find some clues.
When that fat Zhou opened it just now, I noticed some tiny scratches on the sealing edge of the can.
The one we are looking at now does indeed exist.
I'm becoming more and more certain that this is the same jar that Fatty Zhou led us to order.
This means that an invisible hand emptied the contents of that jar out of thin air!
"An unseen person..."
I muttered to myself, when suddenly a chill ran down my spine.
Just as I was speaking, the girl would suddenly speak up.
"Brother, don't you feel a bit hot in this room?"
I checked it out, and sure enough!
The temperature was even higher at this point.
The storage room, which was just warm a moment ago, is now quite hot and stuffy.
I didn't even notice it when I was turning over that jar.
It felt like suddenly entering a tropical rainforest, all damp and humid.
I shone my flashlight light lightly over the surrounding environment.
But once again, something was wrong!
There was a faint trail of footprints in the dust on the ground...
It's not mine, and it doesn't belong to Yiyi.
It wasn't even the footprint of that fat Zhou from before.
His feet are so big, I can recognize them immediately.
Instead, it was a series of very small footprints...
More like a child.
The pottery jar extends from the doorway to its original spot, then disappears back into the shadows of the corner.
What's going on here?
I started to have some doubts.
I pointed it out to the girl, and Yiyi spoke softly.
"Could it be... that crying child? He just sounds like a doll."
I immediately became more vigilant. Indeed, at this age, the child was at most 34 years old.
It's absolutely impossible for them to walk.
It's even more impossible to walk so fast in a place like this, or even to appear in this storage room without anyone noticing.
I'm getting a little anxious.
If this child can roam around, wouldn't he be a kind of supernatural being?
I quickly gripped the lightning sword, and at that moment, the blue-white arcs of electricity on the sword shot up in a flash.
It directly illuminated almost all the shadows in the corner.
There was nothing there, just a hole.
There was a little bit of sticky liquid still clinging to the top of the hole.
It's exactly the same as the one around the wall of this jar.
They ran away from here!
Holy crap.
I pointed to the hole, feeling both shocked and angry.
"Whether it was a child or something else, just now when he was looking for the jar inside the wall by the main entrance, he crawled out through the hole and emptied the jar of sea marrow!"
The lightning sword kept roaring in my head.
"Master, let's go downstairs and find that Fatty Zhou! We're dealing with all this weird stuff right now, there's no other way!"
At this point, Lei Jijian was no longer transmitting his voice in my mind, but speaking it directly.
However, he tried his best to imitate my normal voice.
At this moment, Yiyi also noticed something was wrong.
However, she didn't say anything else.
Yiyi just looked at me slightly.
He then affirmed the idea of the Thunder Strike Sword.
"Yes, brother, let's go downstairs and find Old Zhou!"
Indeed, now it's either about taking this sea marrow or chasing after this escaped guy.
Neither of these are very safe options.
We might even lose our lives here, which would be a complete loss.
We don't know much about this storage room, including its layout and the kind of light we just saw; everything is too strange.
But the root of the problem is this: Lao Zhou suddenly disappeared. I think that if we find Lao Zhou, everything will become clear!
Let's go then!
I took a deep breath, suppressing my anger, and then touched a speck of dust on the ground.
It's still very new.
I quickly grabbed Yiyi's hand and walked out of the storage room.
At that moment, the flashlight beam shone intently on the small footprints on the ground.
"If we don't figure this out today, we'll never get our hands on this sea marrow!"
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