Thirty-one small room

Jiang Ying walked into the room that should be the warehouse. There were still some gold and silver jewelry on the outermost shelf. When he walked in, Jiang Ying actually saw some cold weapons hanging on the wall.

Jiang Ying saw a long gun. If zombies really existed, wouldn't it be great to shoot one of them?

Jiang Ying touched the gun body, and the silver gun tip felt cold. He didn't know what the gun body was made of, but it seemed to have some weight.

Jiang Ying suddenly noticed that the vase next to the spear was placed in a strange position. He stepped forward and twisted it, but he didn't expect that it could still turn.

"clang……"

There was a thick sound, and a wall moved away to reveal a small room at the back. Only then did Jiang Ying know that there was a small room connected to the warehouse. It seemed that there were still some secrets in the space.

Jiang Ying moved the flashlight with her mind and walked into the small room. There were two candle lights faintly displayed on the wall of the small room, one on the left and one on the right. Jiang Ying took off the lampshade, and the small room suddenly became as bright as day.

It turned out to be two legendary night pearls. Jiang Ying always thought that these were things that existed only in fantasy novels. He never expected that he would be able to see them with his own eyes in his lifetime.

Looking at the luminous pearl next to him that could illuminate a space, and then at the flashlight in his hand that only had a dim light source, Jiang Ying immediately turned off the flashlight. Why should the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon?

Hehe, Ye Mingzhu is his own now anyway.

There are rows of books on the shelves outside, covering everything from astronomy to history. Jiang Ying even found books that basically record spells and ancient martial arts. Mental techniques cannot be passed on to others, so the books here should be fine, Jiang Ying. Ying quickly picked out a book suitable for Uncle Zhang's practice.

He walked to the shelf at the back and found that there were jade boxes here. Jiang Ying put his hand on the box, and the names of the items in the jade box automatically appeared in his mind.

There are night pearls, flying spirit boats, storage rings, etc., which contain some spiritual weapons for cultivation. To Jiang Ying, they are truly legendary treasures.

Some things can only be used after you have reached a high level of cultivation. But the storage ring is great. The space of the jade bracelet is now integrated with itself, but no one can talk about the jade bracelet.

Then there needs to be a reasonable excuse. Jiang Ying knows that there are actually some hidden families in China, and these families have a certain inheritance.

For example, ancient martial arts, Five Elements Bagua, Qimen Dunjia, etc. say that the storage ring is a treasure handed down from ancient times, or they use space powers as an excuse to cover it up, but the power has to wait until the zombies are confirmed, otherwise It is simply a target of public criticism.

Jiang Ying opened the jade box and found that there were a handful of large and small storage rings in the box...

Jiang Ying was shocked. The last owner of this space was a great master of cultivating immortals. This was so amazing. There were a lot of storage rings that only existed in the literature of cultivating immortals and were rare. ! !

Jiang Ying really didn't know how to describe his unfavorable luck. He was really the darling of heaven.

Jiang Ying found that she could actually feel the space size of these storage rings when she covered them with her hands. The storage rings here were all empty, and the sizes of the spaces were different. The big ones were hundreds of square meters, and the small ones were only a few cubic meters, but there were storage rings. No matter how you say it, the physical ring is much more convenient.

Jiang Ying picked out a black and simple ring for Uncle Zhang, with a space of 100 square meters, and planned to surprise Uncle Zhang tomorrow.