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As soon as he finished speaking, the cop felt like he was in a bad mood. He looked at Fang Zishu as if he were a monster. He had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

In the past when he was digging outside, he had touched quite a few corpses. However, he did not dare to hold them in his hands for too long as he was afraid of incurring the wrath of others.

Fang Zishu's way of drawing talismans with the blood essence of his ancestors was something he did not even dare to think about.

Without paying attention to what the note felt like, he walked up to the staircase and looked up. The note wanted to rush over and hand the flashlight, but it was stopped by the book on the side of the road.

At the top of the stairs, there was a bloody footprint. It was not big, just like a woman's foot. However, the blood had already flowed down along the corner of the stairs and dripped onto the floor, making a "drip" sound.

"Alright, let's move away from this staircase." After waving at the police officer, Fang Zhushu pulled him to a table by the counter and sat down. The table was covered in dust and dirt.

The note wanted to slap it, but when it saw that there was no movement from the book, it withdrew its hand.

"What's going on?"

"This abode has an owner, we're being rude." Although Fang Zishu's expression was still abnormal, compared to before, it had eased up by a lot.

"Waiter, go get my backpack."

The note then stood up from the chair and walked towards the door, leaving the book's backpack behind.

When he walked to the side of the backpack, he found that the blood was still flowing slowly, and a large area of the floor was already soaked. From time to time, a few blisters would appear on the floor, proving that this was not the two layers he was looking at on the surface.

Although they were very curious, after experiencing the previous incident, the police were already fearful of the building, afraid that they would be exposed to unclean things. If even the prescription books were unable to deal with it, then it would be troublesome.

When he walked over with the backpack, the book had already left the table and was standing behind the counter, staring at something with great interest.

After putting down the backpack and lighting the camping oil lamp, the note came to Fang Zhisu's side, wanting to see what he had discovered.

On the counter, there was actually a book. Although the book was covered by a thick layer of dust, just by looking at the cover, the two of them could tell that this book was extraordinary.

"The black dog's skin is the seal, and it's a big one." Fang Zishu didn't touch the book, but stood off to the side, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"It's just a black dog. It's just a bunch of black dogs out on the streets. What kind of dog is this?" In this gloomy and eerie residence, the police still felt that it was safer to be near the prescription book. Although he was following the script book's words, his eyes would occasionally drift towards the stairs, afraid of another shadow appearing there.

"If it's an ordinary black dog, then there's no need to explain any further. However, to be able to live in such a dark place and not rot for many years, with such a slippery surface, how could it be an ordinary black dog? "

Fang Zishu didn't seem to realize that he was still in a dangerous environment. Instead, he stretched out his hand to gently brush away the dust on the surface of the book.

"According to the ancient annals, there is a spiritual pet in this world that can track people for thousands of miles. It is called Xiao Tian."

Fang Zishu gently held the book in his arms, his face full of piety.

"This pet has intelligence. It can enter the nose, play tricks with ghosts. It can ascend to the nine heavens and extend the moon. Its blood can extend its lifespan, its skin will not rot for 10,000 years, it will howl as heaven and earth blessing itself, and it will cry out as the origin of the plague will descend."

"For so many generations of emperors, they did not hesitate to start a war and lead it into the world. In the end, they ended up suffering a defeat. It could only be said to be a type of sorrow."

Fang Zishu lightly shook his head. It was unknown whether he was amused by the stupidity of those emperors or saddened by the death of this black dog.

"If what you're saying is true, then this black dog is a spirit item of this world. How could it be killed? How could its skin be made into a book and placed here?" It had to be said that if a cop were to perform crosstalk as a joke, he would be extremely dedicated to it. Even Fang Zishu couldn't help but give him a praising look.

"I don't know how he died, but it must have something to do with the owner of this loft." With that, he looked up at the staircase, but no one knew what he was thinking.

"Then this should be a treasure right? Why don't we hurry up and leave after taking the things? "

The young man's eyes lit up. The moment that greedy look appeared in his eyes, he actually ignored the danger that was in front of him. This really made Fang Zhushu speechless.

"I said before that we can't leave this place until the sun rises. If you want to die, there's a door over there. You can jump out of that pool of blood, and I won't stop you. "

Fang Zishu shook his hands, pushed this shameless piece of trash to the side, and then continued to walk towards the table with the book in hand. The cop scratched his head awkwardly. He could only keep up.

He had wanted to sit by the side of the square book, but he subconsciously lifted his head to look at the staircase. He did not know when, but the shadow had appeared again.

"Whap."

Clapping the table, the policeman immediately stood up. When he wanted to say something, he found that the shadow had disappeared, so he could only swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Sit down!" Fang Zishu glared at the note with a dark expression, then snapped at it. The policeman was frightened and quickly sat in his seat without moving. His body was very stiff.

"If we disturb their peace and quiet, then we should have this kind of awareness. Don't think that I'm omnipotent. There are many things in this world that even our ancestors and you can't explain."

Finally, he gave the note a final warning before gently flipping open the book in his hands. With just a single glance, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"There are some very interesting things written on it. "For example, this tower was built by someone sent by the Emperor. If they want to reach the temple, there is one thing that they must do. As for that thing …"

"What is that thing!" The note came over and stared at the dog-skin book with a fervent look on its face.

"It's nothing. They didn't say anything about it." Closing the book, Fang Ziyi glanced at the note for a moment, then pointed at the large backpack by the door.

"Go and prepare everything you need for the sacrifice of the heavens. Tomorrow morning, I will be of great use to you!"