Xiao Liu looked at her grandfather's serious expression and admired her grandfather's big brain, which could be thought of, why not say that it was the blood of the prophet in his mother's tribe. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info thought of this, Xiaoliu wanted to laugh, and she thought of this ancient and mysterious profession for Mao. Xiaoliu complained in his heart that my brain hole was also wide, and I can't just blame grandpa for opening my brain.

"Blood?! Xiaoliu give me a little of your blood, I see that this jade pendant can be sucked. ”

Xiao Liu just thought that she and her grandfather had bigger brains, and here her grandfather opened their brains even bigger. Now I even asked her if she wanted a little blood, why did she want her blood, it stands to reason that you are the eldest son, and your blood is not closer.

"Grandpa, don't you want to try? I'm three generations apart. Xiao Liu instigated her grandfather to drip blood first, it would be better if it was useful, and it would be the same if it was useless.

"You're right, grandpa come and try." After the sixth grandfather finished speaking, he pulled a small cloth box from the bed, which contained needles, threads and some cloth heads.

"Grandpa? You don't know how to sew clothes, do you? "This surprised Xiaoliu even more than seeing that jade pendant, isn't this what her grandmother did? How did her grandfather put her grandmother's sewing box in this house?

"I think back then, when I was a soldier for ten years, the clothes were all sewn by myself, not to mention that compared with your grandmother, I was still much better than you." After speaking, he took an index finger from the pin bag and pricked it down against his left hand.

Xiaoliu looked at her grandfather speechlessly, she was really old, in a sentence her grandfather praised her grandmother, hit her again, and finally praised him, and let her grandfather say a few meanings in just one sentence. Seeing his grandfather pricking his finger with a needle, Xiao Liu unconsciously felt a pain in his hand, which was too shadowy. When I was a child, I watched Zhu Gege Narong Mama pinting crape myrtle, and she watched it through the TV.

Because of the shadow when she was a child, she was afraid of injections and the like, although she didn't faint blood, she never dared to look at blood injections. She passed through the year when her wisdom teeth were broken, and she went to take anesthetics before tooth extraction, and the doctor said that the muscles were too tight, and the needles were bent, so she should relax and not be nervous, and she also said that I was relaxed.

"Little Liu?!"

"Little Liu, what do you want? Why are you in a daze again, it's your turn. ”

Xiaoliu heard her grandfather's words in her ears, and the last sentence was heard very clearly, it's your turn, it's you.

"Ahh Grandpa, are you done? No response? ”

"Well, it's not reacting, it's not your turn, you were just in a daze, and you didn't hear a call. Come, prick yourself. After speaking, he handed the needle to Xiao Liu.

"Grandpa, can you change a needle? Change to a finer one. ”

Grandpa Xiaoliu looked at the quilt needle he was holding in his hand, thought about it, turned around and inserted it into the needle, picked up a needle that was one size smaller, and handed it to Xiaoliu.

"Grandpa, here you go, you help me pierce, I'm fainting." At this time, Xiaoliu's brain couldn't keep up with her reaction, so she casually told a lie and handed her left hand to her grandfather.

Grandpa Xiaoliu looked at Xiaoliu's outstretched hand, and heard Xiaoliu's explanation in his ears, fainting blood? When I killed the wild boar, I didn't see you faint blood, and I was afraid that the needle prick would be almost the same. Grandpa Xiaoliu didn't want to puncture Xiaoliu's face-saving lie bubble, so he pulled Xiaoliu's left hand to his index finger.

Xiao Liu felt a pain in her fingers, and reflexively wanted to pull back her left hand, but she didn't expect her grandfather to pull it tightly and squeeze her fingers down to squeeze the blood.

Xiaoliu was bitter, and before she could make any preparations, her grandfather stabbed down, afraid that the blood would not be enough, and he squeezed it. Xiao Liu's eyes began to look to the right, but he didn't dare to stare at his hand, he only felt another pain in his hand, and the tears were about to come down, her grandfather was addicted or something, and it was not enough to come twice. Xiaoliu can only endure it, we are also an adult soul, and we can't lose face.

As a result, her grandfather stabbed three more times in a row. The five-needle pricked Xiaoliu was full of tears, and she thought to herself that it was better to use a knife to make a small opening than to prick so many needles. She is now in her heart, for fear that her grandfather will not be pierced enough, and she will forget to say hello.

Xiaoliu felt that her grandfather's hand was loose, so she quickly retracted her left hand, and looked down at the index finger of her left hand. Xiao Liu looked down and saw that there were five needle holes on the top of the top finger of his left index finger, and although it was no longer bleeding, it still felt a little painful. Xiao Liu pressed the eye of the needle with his hand, and then he felt a little better.

Grandpa Xiaoliu was looking down at Hongmei Yupei, "Xiaoliu, look." ”

Xiao Liu heard her grandfather tell her to take a quick look and looked up. Wow! It's really blood-sucking, and it's sucking fast, and the jade is half red. Red half? Xiao Liu thought of this, her grandfather wouldn't have to prick her fingers, right? She really has a shadow on the needle.

Xiao Liu watched as the last drop of blood melted into the red plum jade perry, and at this time, the five red dots in the jade were long gone, and they had turned into a large flat blood bead with her blood swimming everywhere in the jade. The translucent jade pendant itself has also become more and more transparent, as if the blood in the jade has sucked the essence of jade.

"Grandpa, this looks a little scary, let's throw it away." Xiao Liu looked at the blood bead, thinking about the godlike Miao Gu worm uploaded on the Internet. What if it's a Gu worm? Looking at this jade pendant, it looks like it's about to break, and the blood bead is no longer red and has turned black, which is a little scary to look at.

"What are you afraid of, this is passed down by your great-grandmother, and it can still harm you. Besides, grandpa isn't here. "Grandpa Xiaoliu looked at the blood black bead as if he was confident.

The blood black bead of the red plum jade perry finally stopped swimming, stopped in the corner of the jade, and did not move. And the red plum jade pendant has also become as transparent as glass, as if it will break if you are not careful. Xiao Liu saw her grandfather like this, so she had to wait patiently.

"My mother told me that it is close to the body and fused, and I still think that it is worn close to the body, and the spirituality of this jade will be fused with me after wearing it for a long time. It turns out that this is the case, Xiaoliu or you reminded me, I just tried it, my blood didn't melt in, it's all your blood, I think you really look like my mother, except for this look. ”

Xiaoliu is really devastated, it's not that she hasn't grown up yet, even if she is not the most beautiful in the future, her appearance is not the ugliest, she feels that she is quite good-looking, why does her family always hit her appearance. Xiaoliu told herself over and over again in her heart that the generation gap and the generation gap were all different from her, and they didn't know how to appreciate her beauty, that person didn't still have a good impression of her, it seemed that my sister was still popular.

Xiao Yi, who Xiao Liu was thinking, was looking at the paper handed by Zi Jiu in the room. On the paper is the news from the martial arts meeting, Zhao Jiacun has not thought of a way to get in, he can only find an opportunity from the Zhao family's shop, he has been looking at Xiao Liu for the past few days, and he has not seen Yang Zhenting again, everything is as usual.

Xiao Yi handed the note to Zi Jiu, and Zi Jiu burned it casually.

"Eldest son, how is the matter over there?"

"Back to the master, it's been almost these two days."

"Well, tell the people below to remove all the people and leave no traces. Go down and do it! ”

"Yes, the subordinates retired."

Zi Jiu retreated from Xiao Yi's room, walked outside the house, and saw Zi Ba sitting under the tree polishing his sword. Zi Jiu glanced at Zi Ba, turned around and walked out of the Pine and Bamboo Courtyard.

(To be continued.) )