Looking around, there seemed to be no more treasures, Meng Qianning was about to go out, but was caught by the little mouse again, looking down at this little mouse that looked very unreliable, and was still very reliable at the critical moment, Meng Qianning asked with a serious expression: "What's wrong?" ”

The little mouse pointed to a place and squeaked, Meng Qianning looked at the place where the little mouse was pointing, it seemed to be a door.

"You want me in?" Meng Qianning looked down at the little mouse, and her expression was a little tangled.

The little mouse squeaked, a little more eager than just now, Meng Qianning walked towards that place helplessly, thinking that the door would be very ugly, but he didn't expect to push the door open with a light push.

Meng Qianning walked in, it was a stone house, the little mouse was squatting on her shoulder, and the walls around the stone house were some things on Meng Qianning looked at the things on the strokes, and her brows furrowed: "What is this?" ”

The hand subconsciously stroked the object held by one of the people on the mural, which seemed to be a shuttle, like it was used for weaving cloth in ancient times, but she intuitively thought that it was not that simple.

I slowly looked at all the murals, and finally saw three words in a corner, reincarnation shuttle?

"Reincarnation shuttle? What's that? Meng Qianning muttered suspiciously, after reading the murals here, Meng Qianning found that the things she knew were so simple, she seemed to be an idiot in front of these things.

And she also seemed to see the sound of the little mouse on the mural, Meng Qianning looked carefully, she found that she was not mistaken, turned her head to look at the quiet little mouse on her shoulder, and frowned slightly: "Don't tell me, you have something to do with this mouse on it." ”

The little mouse squeaked, did not deny or admit it, which made Meng Qianning even more suspicious, what kind of place is this place, why are there so many strange things here?

When Meng Qianning was puzzled, the little mouse stretched out his little paw and patted her, pointing to a place on the mural.

Meng Qianning's hand subconsciously touched that place, but the moment she touched it, the whole person disappeared into the stone house and went to another space.

There was nothing there, just a round white bead: "What the hell is this bead for?" Reaching out to take the beads in her hand, Meng Qianning asked very curiously.

The little mouse blinked his little black eyes, and he didn't know how to express it, so he could only let Meng Qianning look at the stone platform where the beads were placed.

Meng Qianning looked down and saw that nothing was written on it, just these three words, soul beads, were written in the place where the beads were placed.

Soul beads? Whose soul bead is this? What's the use of this little mouse letting her take this thing?

One question after another appeared in his mind, and Meng Qianning felt that her head was suddenly a little insufficient.

"Tell me, little one, what is the use of this thing." didn't understand the use of this soul bead, Meng Qianning could only ask this weird little mouse, but after asking, she realized that this little mouse couldn't speak, and for a while, she looked at the little mouse a little speechlessly.

"How did I forget you can't speak?" Meng Qianning muttered very dissatisfied. The little mouse squeaked and looked at Meng Qianning, seeing that she really couldn't understand her words, her round eyes turned, slipped from her shoulder to her hand, held her fingers, and bit hard, and her tongue rolled the blood between them into her mouth.

Meng Qianning waited for the little mouse: "You little thing still bites?" ”

"With your blood, make a covenant and live and die together." A magnetic and beautiful voice appeared in Meng Qianning's head, she stared at the little mouse in her hand with wide eyes, and before she could react, Meng Qianning saw that a contract mark actually appeared under her feet, if she remembered correctly, this should be a natal contract.

Meng Qianning looked at the little mouse in front of him: "You little thing actually signed a natal contract with me?" "What's the use of this little guy?

The little mouse rushed back to Meng Qianning's shoulder, stretched out his little tongue and licked her cheek flatteringly: "Master." ”

Looking at the little mouse on her shoulder, Meng Qianning's eyes widened, what is this? Able to speak?

"Because we signed the natal contract, the master can hear me." The little mouse explained.

Meng Qianning nodded in understanding, stretched out her hand, and let the little mouse look at the soul bead in her hand: "What is this?" What does it do? ”

As soon as he saw the soul bead, the little mouse became serious, and said in Meng Qianning's heart: "Master, you can refine this thing." ”

"Refining? How? Meng Qianning looked at the little mouse suspiciously, with a curious expression.

The little mouse glanced at Meng Qianning, with a tangle in his eyes, and finally spoke: "Master, you use your soul power to try to communicate with the soul power inside." ”

Meng Qianning tilted her head and thought about it, closed her eyes, and tried to communicate with the soul power inside, she originally thought it would take some time, but suddenly found that she didn't need much effort to communicate with the soul power in the soul bead.

When the soul power figured it out, Meng Qianning looked at some remaining pictures, and there was still the shuttle called the reincarnation shuttle in the picture, but she didn't know what it was used for.

Looking at it, there were only a few pictures, and Meng Qianning didn't plan to continue, but used her soul power to start devouring the soul power in the soul bead and turning it into her own power.

Meng Qianning's eyes were closed for a long time, and when she opened her eyes, her soul power underwent a qualitative change, and she took this opportunity to take some cold chalcedony in her mouth and absorb the aura inside.

With the improvement of soul power, coupled with the help of cold chalcedony, Meng Qianning's strength kept increasing, and when he stopped, he had already become a middle-level fighting spirit, and the fighting energy on his body had also transformed into turquoise.

Slowly opening her eyes, Meng Qianning looked at her hands, this feeling was really good, she was very satisfied.

"Squeak, let's go." Since this little guy likes to squeak so much, it's better to call it squeak.

The little mouse looked at Meng Qianning dissatisfied, and kept protesting in his mind, but was rejected by Ming Qianning.

"It's just a cute name." Meng Qianning said with a grin.

She glanced at Meng Qianning speechlessly, and fell directly into her palm, looking deeply shocked, which made Meng Qianning laugh.

"Okay, I'll tease you, your name is Moyu, right?" Meng Qianning couldn't help but laugh when she looked at the white fur