บท 412: A Head

Shi Mu watched the gigantic wooden box suspended motionless in midair, his heart throbbing out of shock!

Fortunately, other than its size, the box had not shown any other unusual properties. So it seemed that the silver charms pasted on it before were there as a sort of suppression of the wooden box's original size.

Shi Mu's shock died down, yet in its place, a new sense of curiosity arose in him as he wondered about the sort of things that might have been stored inside.

He mused for a moment before making a move, activating his Qi Cloud technique to get on top of the gigantic wooden box. Then, with his arms gripping hard on the edge, he was ready to lift the lid.

He raised his eyebrow; the box hadn't bulged at all!

For a wooden box with such a nondescript appearance, it weighed at least a million pounds!

Of course, to the current Shi Mu, this was not that much of a challenge.

"Heave-ho!" he growled, his arms lifting the whole lid open before he cast it aside.