Chapter 1740: Chapter 1740: Tentatively Called the Origin
The old man suggested taking it back first, and after scanning it to ensure it was safe, then open the box.
Little Taotie and Hua Jinyan naturally agreed with the old man’s idea, but when they tried to take the box away, they found that it was like the box had taken root and couldn’t be moved.
It could be touched and opened, but carrying it away was simply impossible.
Even the mighty Little Taotie couldn’t do it, like trying to shovel the ground with a small spade; others could do it, but she was bounced back multiple times and simply couldn’t succeed.
Little Taotie felt like something here was suppressing her strength.
The old man saw Little Taotie and Hua Jinyan exerting all their strength, their little faces flushed red, and hurriedly spoke to stop them: "Forget it, no need to take it back."
"Then should we still open it?" Little Taotie asked.
Facing the little girl’s bright, shiny eyes, the old man closed his eyes. He shouldn’t have let the little girl take the risk, but time was running out, and if Shen Cang couldn’t be found soon, he was really afraid that he would only be able to collect Shen Cang’s remains.
"The unscanned box might be deadly, do you have the courage to open it?"
Little Taotie saw the old man’s dilemma, patted her heart, and said: "Rest assured, I’m not afraid!"
Hua Jinyan held back Little Taotie, who was already reaching out to open the box, "Let me."
"Hold on, no rush." The old man called them.
He sent a text message out.
Shortly, a Special Department member arrived in a helicopter.
The helicopter carried a full set of anti-poison equipment.
Hua Jinyan and Little Taotie put on protective suits and masks, fully armed to the point that their little faces were completely covered.
Besides that, the old man covered both of them with various Peaceful Blessing Charms, Talismans, Metal Miniature Swords, gourds...
Nothing was off-limits, Taoism, Buddhism, Christianity... everything was there.
Little Taotie: "...I feel a bit heavy, can we stop hanging these things?"
The old man was still attaching a peachwood sword to her.
"No," the old man firmly refused, continuing to hang them.
Little Taotie was extremely helpless.
Hua Jinyan couldn’t escape the "magic trick" either.
The two were like robots covered with all sorts of items, clanking.
"Can we open the box now?" Little Taotie anxiously asked, fearing the old man might come up with something else.
The old man saw through the little girl’s thoughts and chuckled lightly: "You can, but be careful."
Little Taotie sighed in relief: "Alright."
However, before Little Taotie could act, Hua Jinyan quickly opened the box while she was conversing with the old man.
There was no outburst, no attack from the Evil Spirit, nothing unusual; Hua Jinyan was perfectly fine.
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, finally reassured.
Little Taotie furrowed her brows, staring intently into the box.
Inside the box, countless tiny light dots crawled like ants, but their movement was confined to the box’s interior; despite the box being open, not a single one crawled out of bounds; they remained within the box.
"Are these all that kind of thing? What should they be called?" Little Taotie tilted her head, full of confusion.
The old man couldn’t see what was inside the box, remained silent for a moment, and then said: "Let’s call it: the Origin of Yin Spirits."
Not Spiritual Bodies, those were long devoured; what was left were particle-like things scattered in the air, which endured the river of time and reassembled, eventually becoming light dots, merely the origin of spiritual bodies.
"Origin of Yin Spirits?" Little Taotie wanted to reach out and grab a light dot to study, but was stopped by Hua Jinyan.
