Qiao Nian frowned slightly. She could vaguely smell a pungent smell. She looked at the drop of liquid nervously.
In the next moment, the pungent smell grew stronger and stronger. Qiao Nian hurriedly pulled Lu Qi behind her and covered her mouth and nose.
Lu Qi was so frightened that her face turned pale. She covered her mouth and nose and looked at Qiao Nian in confusion. "Sister Nian Nian, whatβs going on?"
When the others heard Lu Qiβs voice, they also leaned over.
Matriarch Lu was sitting quite far away. At this moment, she could also smell a strange smell in the air. Her gaze fell on Qiao Nianβs face, and her gaze was much gentler than before. She asked, "What is this smell?"
She remembered very clearly that when she got the blessing bag, she had smelled a fragrance, but why had it become a pungent smell now?
Qiao Nian let go of Lu Qiβs hand and walked over. The pungent smell grew stronger and stronger. She covered her mouth and nose and saw with her own eyes that the drop of liquid had corroded the urn.
"It should be diluted sulfuric acid." Qiao Nian said to the others, "Everyone, walk to the door. Itβs highly corrosive and oxidizing. Its smell is very pungent. If you inhale too much sulfuric acid steam, your respiratory tract might feel uncomfortable. If the concentration of sulfuric acid is higher, it might cause other respiratory problems."
"What?" Lu Qi was stunned. She had wanted to wipe off the drop of liquid just now. If her hand touched it, it might corrode her hand like the urn.
Lu Qi shivered in fear.
Matriarch Lu raised her hand and patted Lu Zhuβs arm. "Quick, go over and remove the blessing bag!"
As soon as Matriarch Lu finished speaking, another drop of sulfuric acid fell on the urn.
The hole in the urn widened.
Lu Qi was so anxious that she was about to cry. "Sister Nian Nian, my sisterβs urn is corroded. Will her ashes..."
Matriarch Luβs expression changed drastically. She stood up and walked towards the urn.
Qiao Nian didnβt have time to explain to them. Holding her breath, she realized that the lower half of the blessing bag was already wet. Instead of touching it, she untied the rope on it and walked out with it. Everyone immediately made way for her, and she threw the blessing bag to the ground.
The air was circulating better outside, and the pungent smell was much less pungent than before.
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