But the light on Brother Beiqiao's forehead was not like a fake, including Brother Shi Qian, whom he already admired a little, also spoke out.

This made him uncautious.

Su Beiqiao nodded, staring at the dark yellow wooden box and said solemnly.

"There is a smell that is very familiar to me, but it seems to be partitioned by a wooden box. I don't feel it clearly, but it's definitely inside."

After receiving the affirmation from Su Beiqiao, Shi Qian looked at Wang Xiaoniao, who was confused and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that in this box, there are only the toys your grandfather gave to your father when he was a child?"

Wang Xiaoniao was a little unsure for a moment.

Before Wang Xiaoniao could respond, Shi Qian stepped into the room, and the shadow under his feet instantly came in from the outside.

Dispel the faint lingering coldness.

In the originally bright room, it seemed that as he came in, it seemed that it became a little darker, and even the light reflected in the door retreated a lot.

And the faint strange aura in the box.

It also disappeared instantly.

It seems to be afraid of something.

Shi Qian looked solemn, walked to Wang Xiaoniao, stared at his eyes, and said word by word.

"There are ghosts in this box."

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