Suddenly, it was pitch black in the room.

There was a power outage.

What makes me bloated is that there are no candles stored in the house.

What age is this, even if there is a power outage, there is a spare flashlight, and the frustration is that the flashlight was borrowed by a neighbor.

I took out my phone in my pocket and turned on the flashlight function.

I placed the silver box on the table and studied it carefully, and my curiosity made my heart itch, and the pain of falling out of love was swept away.

I found two sewing needles and inserted them into the tiny holes in the silver box, but I didn't expect the holes to be smaller than the sewing needles.

I thought of the silver needle my mother used to heal people, "Mom, bring me your silver needle, your silver needle seems to be thinner than a sewing needle, maybe it will be useful." ”

My mother took her silver needle, and I took it and inserted it into a hole in the silver box, but there was still no movement.

After inserting it into a few more holes, there was still no movement.

I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Mom sighed, "I see, you can't get along with the things in here, and you don't have that life, this is an antique, if you can't open it, bury it in it, and wait for the next generation to try again." ”

I pouted, "Do you have to wait for the next generation?" My son doesn't know which woman's belly is in, and he can't wait, so he can just use a hacksaw to cut the box open." ”

Dad snorted, "No, it must be opened intact, this is what your grandfather confessed, and it is also the rule set by our ancestors, if you have a fate with it, you can naturally open it, if not, then die." ”

He went straight to his bedroom and turned on his beloved radio.

After a while, the voice of the storytelling master Shan Tianfang came out, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was a "white-eyed hero".

My mother sighed and said to me, "You can make it yourself slowly." ”

She also went to the bedroom to listen to the book review with my dad.

I was very unwilling.

I must find a way to open the silver box, and it is still useless to come up with N methods.

I took the box to my bedroom, and the phone was only 10 percent charged.

I sat at my desk and stared at the silver box in front of me.

There is no ornamentation on the silver box, just a silver box.

God knows what's in there.

After so many years, after the baptism of the years, it must be a similar treasure now, but how can it be opened unscathed?

I took an apple and peeled it with a fruit knife and pondered, my mind spinning in anticipation of a flash of inspiration.

It's a pity that my aura didn't flash, but it was blood!

My attention was on the silver box on my desk, and the knife accidentally cut the flesh of my left index finger.

Blood suddenly poured out.

I dropped the fruit knife and got up to look for a Band-Aid, slamming my thigh into the desk as I got up.

The silver box swayed, and gurgling rolled off the desk.

I took it with my left hand.

When I grasped the silver box in my hand, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous in my heart, if it fell to the ground and something went wrong, my sin would be great.

The phone on the table prompted that the battery was low several times.

Finally automatic shutdown.

It's over, there are no candles, no lights, nothing can be seen in the black light, the key is that the hand is cut, the index finger is bleeding, but fortunately, the pain is not bad.

I fumbled around the bookshelves with the silver box.

I remember putting some band-aids on the bookshelf half a month ago, why can't I find them?

I noticed that the silver box I was holding in my left hand shook slightly, as if there was something alive inside.

Smack!

There was a sound in the silver box.

I was startled, afraid that there was some hidden weapon in the box, so I hurriedly threw it out.

It landed on my bed.

Smack!

The silver box rang again on the bed.

I saw a faint light on the bed.

The light was hazy.

I was taken aback, could it be that the silver box opened automatically?

I took a closer look.

Ha ha!

Sure enough, the silver box opened automatically, and the contents were wrapped in cloth, emitting a faint light.

I removed the wrapping, and I wrapped it in several layers, and when I removed one layer of cloth, the light intensified, and when I removed another layer of cloth, the light became more and more obvious.

My heart began to pound, could it be the pearl of the night?

I lifted the last shroud with trembling hands, and it was radiant!

It's really a pearl of the night!

It emits a faint green light, with a strong sense of light, yellowing in the green, dazzling and shining.

My bedroom is clearly illuminated by it.

I couldn't suppress the joy in my heart, took the night pearl in my hand, and forgot the pain of having my index finger cut.

This is a real pearl of the night!

When I got it in my hand, I realized that it was a half-night pearl, although it was only a half-night pearl, it was still extremely precious.

It is said that the great warlord Sun Dianying dug Cixi's tomb by thieves, and the night pearl in Cixi's mouth was worth 800 million, what kind of concept is that?

The one in my hand must be worth at least 100 million, I became a rich man overnight!

I was so happy that I forgot that my fingers were still bleeding, and the blood was flowing on the night pearl, which could not hide its dreamy brilliance in the slightest.

There is a handkerchief-sized satin in the silver box, with a few lines of traditional Chinese characters on it: the bright moon pearl is divided into two, this pearl has a huge strange energy, and it will not solve its mystery for a lifetime, dream back thousands of miles, never forget, but the world is desolate, Zhongxing Mansion has several times of hard work, everything is empty, only the spirit bead protects the body, eternal immortality, and firmly believes that there is a day when the soul is blended.

I don't quite understand the meaning of these words, but I only know that this half of the night pearl is extremely valuable.

As soon as I finished reading the words on the satin, the silk suddenly turned into pieces and disappeared in a blink of an eye!

I was stunned.

After thinking for a while, I understood the truth, and after hundreds of years, things like silk and satin cloth suddenly reappeared, and after a flash in the pan, they would be carbonized immediately, which should be a chemical reaction.

What is the story of this night pearl?

I'm going to ask my parents again tomorrow to learn more about the story of the Night Pearl.

I came to the courtyard, and the night weather was slightly cool, and the insects were chirping.

The night pearl illuminates the surroundings very brightly, it is really a rare treasure in the world!

I felt a chill in my left hand, and I noticed a faint hint of gas coming from the Night Pearl.

I don't know when a lot of fog poured out of the surroundings.

The fog quickly became thicker, and the brilliance of the night pearl became hazy, and it was gradually obscured by the fog.

It's really a strange thing, I saw the bright moon in the sky just now, where did the fog come from?

I turned around and walked towards the room, the night pearl in my hand couldn't even be illuminated in the thick fog.

The fog was so thick and scary that I couldn't see my fingers.

What the hell is the fog!

I should call it smoke, I have never seen such a thick fog since I was a child.

I walked and walked and it didn't feel right.

The courtyard was at best five or six paces away from the room, and I seemed to have walked a dozen steps.

I took a few more steps, but I still didn't reach the house.

I took a dozen more steps forward, but I still didn't see the house.

I scratched my head, the fog was still so thick, it didn't make sense, how could my yard be so big?

I was like a fly without a head in the courtyard, holding the pearl of the night and wandering around in the thick fog, but I never saw my house, but several locust trees.

How can it be several locust trees?

There are locust trees outside the gate of my house, only one locust tree, but I see several locust trees now.

Where did the house go?

I actually got lost in the yard of my house!

"Mom, are you asleep? I'm lost. ”

I think it's funny, I got lost in my own house, and my mother didn't scold me later, "Dad, Mom, you get up, I'm really lost, I have a fever." ”

I touched my forehead with that.

Fever fart, cold forehead!

No one responded.

"Mom, it's too early to go to bed, Dad, get up, I'll open the box, we're rich, you guys come out, I'm in the yard." ”

I blew hard, and the fog around me drifted away and then coincided.

I still can't see anything clearly, only the night pearl that glows with a hazy light in my hand.

After a while, my parents still didn't respond, and my father couldn't hear the thunder when he was sleeping.

Mom usually sleeps very lightly, and she will be woken up when a mouse passes by in the room.

I'm a baby bump in her heart.

At home, I am the only seedling, and my sister is married, and the family will rely on me in the future.

My mother has always spoiled me, why don't you pay attention to me now?

I felt my scalp tingle for some reason.

I remember hearing a lot of chirping insects in the yard when I first arrived, and now I realize that it is so quiet all around.

The insect that just called seemed to have suddenly fallen asleep, and there was no sound at all at the moment.

I once watched a Soviet-made movie "The Dawn Is Quiet Here", and my current environment is that the night here is quiet, and the silence makes people fidget.

I was surprised that I was right between two locust trees.

The door of my house has been closed by my father a long time ago, how can I get out of the door?

Where did the two locust trees come from outside my house?

There are several locust trees around me, but I can't see my house.

What amazed me even more was the ground, the floor of my yard was paved with green bricks, and the ground under my feet-

My hair stood on end!

Because I leaned down and saw the weeds under my feet.

I actually stepped on the weeds!

I was in a hurry to find my family's house just now, and I neglected my feet.

I'm not in my house right now!

Where am I?

The fog thinned out.

A faint trace of gas came out of the half-night pearl in my hand.

As the fog gradually dissipated, the light of the half-night pearl in my hand converged and suddenly disappeared.

A cool breath permeated the palm of your hand.

The rare night pearl in the world is gone.

The fog dissipates.

I saw a bright moon in the sky, the moonlight was like water, and I heard the familiar chirping of insects again.

I was so happy that I thought I could see my house.

I thought, by the moonlight, I don't see houses.

Not far below my feet, I saw a figure lying motionless in the grass.

There is a forest on all sides.

A night breeze blew, and the leaves rubbed against each other to make a rattling sound, which seemed to tell something.

I'm secretly glad I wasn't in the graveyard, otherwise it would be strange if I wouldn't be scared.

But what happened to the man lying in the grass?

How the hell did I get here?

How could the Pearl of Night disappear on its own?

I clenched my fists and said to the man lying in front of me, "Hey, who are you?"

The man lay still, and I looked around, but I saw no one else.

I walked boldly to the man's side.

The man lay quietly in the grass, and looked at the hair draped over his shoulders, it should be a woman.

There was a sudden surge in my heart, it couldn't be a female corpse, right?

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