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    evil weapon.

    As the name implies, it is a special tool of evil nature.

    Most of the evil weapons are artificially refined, and only a few are formed naturally.

    Compared with magical weapons, evil weapons are much rarer. At least Chen Xian has been working in the Ninth Secret Bureau for so many years, and he has never seen evil weapons with his own eyes.

    "Isn't that something harmful?" Chen Xian frowned, his expression a little unnatural. Recalling the records of the evil weapons he had seen in the documents, he couldn't help but resist, "I still want to buy a magic weapon."

    "Fuck it."

    The old liar cursed angrily, touched the beard on his chin a few times, and a strange light flashed in his shriveled and slender eyes, like a look of eagerness to try.

    "You go upstairs with me, and I'll show you something good!"

    Without waiting for Chen Xian to ask more, the old liar trotted out of the back room with a cigarette in his mouth, and hurried up the second floor.

    Although Chen Xian had some doubts in his heart, it was undeniable that he was also a little curious about the "good things" the old liar said.

    Could it be that the old liar wants to show me the evil weapon?

    Chen Xian thought about it, and decided to follow it.

    Seeing the girl watching TV intently, Chen Xian walked over and instructed her seriously, "You stay here and don't run around, understand?"

    The girl stared intently at the TV screen, not knowing whether she understood or not, but nodded anyway.

    Are family ethics dramas so good?

    Chen Xian frowned and thought for a while with a serious expression. In the end, he still felt that it was not good for a child to watch this kind of program, and it would not help her physical and mental health, so she picked up the TV remote control on the table to help her change the channel.

    "Send Daxing~~ Let's go catch the jellyfish~~~"

    That's right, this is the show that men (beautiful women) should watch.

    Seeing that the girl was watching with relish, Chen Xian couldn't help but feel great comfort, making sure that she would not run around on TV with all her heart, so he went to the second floor with confidence.

    There are ten rooms on the second floor of the shop. Except for the room for photography, the remaining nine are used as warehouses. Most of these rooms have their doors closed and locked. The only one with the door open is the light on. The room was in the far corner, and that was the only room Chen Xian had never been to.

    "Come here quickly! What are you waiting for!"

    "coming!"

    Along the wooden corridor full of mottled marks, Chen Xian slowly walked into the room. The room was a little dark, only a dim incandescent lamp was lit. It should be the style of the 80s and 90s, old enamel. The lampshade was covered with thick dust, and the switch was just a rope hanging vertically by the wall. When Chen Xian entered the door, it was shaking gently.

    This house feels very strange, at least Chen Xian thinks so.

    The four walls of the room, as well as the ceiling and floor, were all painted by the old crook with some kind of special black paint. The only area that was not painted with black paint was the window of the room, which was covered with a layer of wrinkled reflective aluminum foil. , staring straight at the eyes under the incandescent light.

    This room is a bit more empty than other warehouses. It is not as full of goods as other warehouses. Except for some messy wooden boxes in the corners, the rest of the room is mostly empty, and only eight belts are placed against the wall. Vertical cuboid display case with glass cover.

    Each display cabinet is numbered, and the things in the cabinet look a bit weird.

    "Are these evil weapons?"

    "Yes, look at it."

    Chen Xian couldn't help but leaned up curiously and carefully looked at the exhibits in the cabinet. He was obviously very resistant to such harmful things as evil weapons at first, but at this moment, his eyes flashed with excitement, like a small child. The child saw the new toy and walked over excitedly.

    Chen Xian used himself to prove the law of true fragrance once again.

    In the showcase No. 1 is a rough pottery urn, about 30 centimeters high, with many dense red spots on the surface, like a patient with smallpox, which is inexplicably uncomfortable.

    "This is the Liugui urn that I found from Guangxi, and it was collected from a non-human person." The old liar stood beside the display cabinet, half a cigarette in his mouth, and introduced to Chen Xian, "It is said that two There was a shipwreck at the local pier ten years ago. A ship was overturned by a typhoon, and all six members of the family died in the sea. Maybe it was a coincidence. Drilled into this small urn on the bottom of the sea."

    "After that, this small urn was found by that foreigner by chance, and finally ended up in my hands." The old liar shook the soot and said.

    "They are... still inside?" Chen Xian asked tentatively.

    "When I received this evil weapon, they were still in it, but I overcame it later." The old liar smiled and said with a wink, "This urn is very evil, I doubt it. It is some sort of ancient religious device that traps most known spirits, and also casts a medium in the souls of those spirits to manipulate them."

    Having said that, the old liar patted the glass of the showcase, and the six ghost urns inside also shook.

    "Is there a spiritual body in it now?" Chen Xian asked curiously.

    "There are six evil evil spirits that I threw in after I surrendered them. If you like them, I can give them to you as gifts." The old liar said with a smile.

    "Is this thing easy to use? How many spirit bodies can it hold at most?" Chen Xian asked curiously, having a lot of interest in this six-ghost urn.

    "It should be able to hold at least dozens of them, right?" the old liar muttered, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "I only tested it once, and I have installed thirty-two at most. As for the difficulty of using it... idiot Do you understand how it works?"

    According to the old liar, there is an ancient witch sect pattern at the bottom of the six ghost urns. As long as you use a knife or other sharp tool to engrave your birth date in the middle of the pattern, and then drip an appropriate amount of blood, the evil spirit in the urn will be Will be controlled by the blood dripper.

    "All these evil weapons must have a certain foundation of religious practice before they can be used. The only thing that doesn't require a foundation of practice is this six ghost urns." The old liar pointed to a few glass showcases next to him, and said in a clear voice, "That was my last year. The human-skin drum collected from Shenyang, and the one next to it is the moving bell that I collected in Handan, and that is the five evil coffins that the Qinling fighters dug out from the ground..."

    "These are all the evil weapons I found in China. You can't use the insulators for religious practice like you. In addition, those evil weapons are from overseas, and the difficulty of using them is higher than these."

    "Outside?" Chen Xian glanced left and right, pointed curiously at the display cabinet by the window, "Which country does the evil weapon belong to?"

    The evil weapon Chen Xian was referring to was a slapped human mummified corpse. The surface of the body was plated with a thick layer of gold powder. The two holes without eyeballs were filled with many red pigments, which looked a little weird.

    "That's Anuza Ying from Thailand, and Anuza's spirit body resides in the corpse."

    The old liar said, and walked to the display cabinet, the expression on his face became a bit dignified.

    "This evil weapon is very dangerous. If it is used improperly, it will attack the host, so I don't dare to sell it casually. After all, I have to be responsible for the customer... Do you want it?"

    "do not want."

    Hearing Chen Xian's very decisive refusal, the old liar smiled maliciously. He walked back to the display cabinet of the six ghost urns and patted the glass lightly, and the urn inside trembled, as if it was imprisoned inside. Evil is screaming and struggling, trying to break through this urn cage, which looks terrifyingly evil.

    For ordinary aliens, getting this kind of evil weapon that can be used without any foundation is definitely more powerful, but for Chen Xian, this urn does not have much effect.

    Instead of believing in those controlled spirits, Chen Xian believed in himself more.

    "I knew you wouldn't want it. In fact, this thing is pretty useless. It can't hold a too powerful spiritual body, and the price is not cheap..." The old liar pretended to sigh, "It seems that This business can't be done."

    "Is there nothing else but these evil weapons?" Chen Xian asked reluctantly. Although he was very resistant to evil weapons at first, the evil weapons are quite interesting now.

    Whether the tool is evil or right depends mainly on what kind of person the user is.

    Chen Xian thought very clearly, and it was only at this time that he discovered the attractiveness of evil weapons. They are more lethal than ordinary magical weapons, and they are less difficult to use, but... it seems that they were originally in the book. have seen it here, saying that the reason why evil weapons are stained with evil characters is because they have great backlash.

    If there is not enough power to suppress them, the evil weapons will attack their masters.

    "In addition to these evil weapons... there is one more." The old liar brought the ashtray from the side, shook the ash, and had a heavy expression on his withered face.

    "Can I use it?" Chen Xian asked curiously.

    The old liar nodded and said, yes.

    As soon as the voice fell, the old liar walked out of the room.

    Chen Xian only heard a tinkling sound outside, as if an old liar was rummaging for something in the next room.

    Soon, the old liar walked in dragging a heavy suitcase.

    Even if the box had not been opened, Chen Xian could smell the bloody smell emanating from it.

    Smells...like human blood.

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