Zhou Yuanyuan hadn't seen any movement from Zhao Qingshan, he only felt a pain on the tip of his middle finger, and Zhao Qingshan's silver needle had already pierced her middle finger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Heart blood, as the name suggests, is the blood that flows from the heart, and many people mistakenly think that it is drawn directly from the heart. In fact, the first drop of blood squeezed out of the middle finger is the so-called "heart blood".

The wooden box inherited by the Zhao family, every child of the Zhao family has the opportunity to drop their blood on the wooden box once in their life, just like a drop of blood to recognize relatives, the wooden box has a reaction, that is, "destined person".

Zhao Qingshan was actually a little nervous. Over the years, I finally met a Zhou Yuanyuan who had similar qualifications to the legendary ancestor of the Zhao family. In case the wooden box does not buy Zhou Yuanyuan's account, this wooden box does not know how many generations it will be inherited.

Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but hold his breath and squeezed out a drop of blood from the tip of Zhou Yuanyuan's middle finger. Bright red blood droplets dripped on the carved half-open peony on top of the wooden box, like a ruby set in the petals of a peony, bright and dazzling.

Immediately afterward, droplets of blood slowly rolled along the bumps carved by the peony petals. When it rolled to the center of the peony flower, it was like encountering a sponge, and it was sucked clean by the black box at once.

Zhao Qingshan's eyes were staring at the blood droplets that did not show the slightest trace in the heart of the peony flower, and his eyes showed ecstasy.

In the previous "marriage" ceremony, Zhao Qingshan and Zhao Guohui squeezed their blood on the peony flower, and after a few rolls, they were ejected on the surface of the wooden box. Zhou Yuanyuan's blood can not be submerged in the box, does it mean that she is indeed the "destined person" of the black box?

Before Zhao Qingshan could think of anything more, the black box on the table suddenly shot out a brilliant golden light. The golden light was dazzling, and the piercing eyes hurt for a while, which made Zhao Qingshan and Zhou Yuanyuan can't help but close their eyes.

Zhou Yuanyuan was curious, so that the breath in his body rotated a little slower, Zhou Yuanyuan could "see" with his eyes closed, under the shroud of golden light, the half-opened peony on the surface of the box seemed to come to life, and gradually bloomed.

Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help but open his mouth wide. If he hadn't seen this scene in person, Zhou Yuanyuan wouldn't have believed that the flower bones that had been carved into the wood would still bloom. Is this world a fantasy? Or has she been dreaming?

Before Zhou Yuanyuan could pinch himself ruthlessly, the pattern on the wooden box changed again. When the peony petals overlapped and folded to nine pieces, I only heard a "click", and a crack appeared on the side of the black box.

The golden light gradually dissipated within a few seconds of the crack, and the appearance of the black box was now a real box, the kind with a bottom and a lid that could be opened.

After all the golden light dissipated, Zhao Qingshan opened his eyes and saw a black box that had changed its appearance.

"Xiao Jiu, hurry up and open the box. Zhao Qingshan was so excited that his voice was trembling. For so many years, the Zhao family has not found a successor who can open this box. This box has always been seamless, and the material of the box is like wood and not wood, even if it is burned with fire, it will not be damaged in the slightest.

Zhao Qingshan thought that the words passed down by his grandfather before his death were just a legend, but unexpectedly, this legend was going to reappear in his hands today. If it weren't for the grandfather who had confessed: If you are not the owner of the treasure, you can't open the black box, otherwise there will be a disaster. Zhao Qingshan couldn't wait to open the box immediately to take a look, which made the Zhao family have a headache for generations, I don't know how many generations of the box, what is in the box?

Zhou Yuanyuan stood in place and did not move her steps, there was a trace of doubt in her heart, how to look at this scene, how to look like the fantasy bridge she had seen on TV in her previous life. Cultivating immortals, cultivating demons, or some kind of strange snatching?

Is the box really a legacy, or is it a trap?

Zhao Qingshan saw Zhou Yuanyuan hesitating, and his face showed puzzlement. Under normal circumstances, don't you want to pounce on the baby immediately when you see it and take it for yourself?

However, Zhao Qingshan did not urge, but silently stood aside and watched Zhou Yuanyuan's movements.

Everything in this world has a cause and effect, no matter whether Zhou Yuanyuan chooses to accept or give up the inheritance, Zhao Qingshan cannot make decisions for her.

Zhou Yuanyuan stood in place, looking motionless, in fact, Zhou Yuanyuan had already adjusted the operation of the breath in his body, allowing his divine sense to "see" through the surface of the black box that there was a yellowed book lying in the black box.

After Zhou Yuanyuan's divine sense was gently swept on the book, something strange happened. After the book shook suddenly, it turned into a piece of white jade two inches wide, half an inch thick, and four inches long, and it exuded a luster all over its body.

What is the situation? Will a book be transformed? Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned.

Since she knew that the breath in her body could help her see through, Zhou Yuanyuan would habitually glance at it before doing anything, so as not to inadvertently encounter danger.

Before Zhou Yuanyuan could react, the black box opened by itself, and the white jade piece turned into a white light and rushed directly towards Zhou Yuanyuan.

Zhou Yuanyuan was startled and moved a step to the side, trying to avoid the white light.

The white light followed Zhou Yuanyuan's figure, turned a corner, and continued to rush towards Zhou Yuanyuan's head.

When Zhao Qingshan came back to his senses, the white light had already changed back to the appearance of a white jade piece, and it was clinging to Zhou Yuanyuan's head.

A majestic stream of information was like a computer data transmission, constantly surging towards Zhou Yuanyuan's mind.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Zhou Yuanyuan's forehead, and she felt that her head seemed to be swollen, and it continued to swell......

In fact, Zhou Yuanyuan's head was not swollen, in Zhao Qingshan's eyes, Zhou Yuanyuan closed his eyes tightly and stood there motionless.

Zhou Yuanyuan, who had a piece of white jade on his head, looked a little strange, but Zhao Qingshan didn't dare to make any sound, so as not to disturb Zhou Yuanyuan. Generations of heads of the Zhao family know that when there are children in the clan who have been inherited, they must not be disturbed in any way.

Zhao Qingshan sat down cross-legged, and the five senses of his body inadvertently increased several times, just afraid that if someone bumped into it without a long eye, it would affect Zhou Yuanyuan.

It hurts!

Zhou Yuanyuan felt as if there were thousands of needles in his brain pierced together, once, twice, three times...... Endless.

When Zhou Yuanyuan felt that his brain might have been pricked by those needles, the pain suddenly stopped.

Two seconds later, tens of thousands of needles began to exert force again, continuing to poke ・・・・・・ poke ・・・・・・ poke...... When Zhou Yuanyuan felt that he was about to faint in pain, all this stopped again.

And just like that, the pain comes and goes, it starts and ends, and it starts again when it's over.

If she can regret it, Zhou Yuanyuan will definitely not choose to "inherit" this Lao Shenzi, if she can speak at this time, she will definitely swear.