Chapter 8: The Treasure of the Town (2)
The furoshiki doesn't look anything special, it's old, it's red, it's square, it's one meter long, it looks like it's silk, and it's usually stuffed in the cabinet.
Tao Ming touched the furoshi: "This is a furoshi, when I got married, my mother used to wrap me in a quilt." ”
The white tiger stretched out his claws and touched the furoshiki: "This kind of feel, this kind of luster, is woven by the unique blood silk of the Qiluo tribe." ”
Tao Ming looked over and over again, but still didn't see anything, so she had to ask, "Is it so magical?"
"The blood silkworm is red, and the silk spit out is also red, what's the problem?" Bai Hu recalled the appearance of the blood silkworm in his mind, and was very sure.
Tao Ming's brows furrowed: "How can it be okay? Snow silkworm snow silkworm, snowflakes are white." ”
The white tiger stroked his forehead with his claws: "Blood of blood, blood of blood, blood silkworms." ”
"Hahaha. Tao Ming smirked to hide his embarrassment, and quickly changed the topic: "Then what is the purpose of this thing besides wrapping a quilt?
Baihu scratched his head: "Your grandma just told me that there is such a thing, I don't know how to use it." Why don't you put some blood on it?"
Tao Ming looked at the furoshiki and then at the fingers: "I'm afraid of pain." ”
The white tiger stared at Tao Ming with wide eyes: "You are not a child, what are you afraid of if you make a small cut and get a little blood?"
Tao Ming gritted her teeth: "You wait a while." ”
Then I went into the kitchen and picked up the kitchen knife, looked at my fingers, put down the kitchen knife and picked up the boning knife, and finally walked out empty-handed.
The white tiger glanced at Tao Ming, who came empty-handed: "Bleeding?"
Tao Ming shook her head embarrassedly: "I didn't dare to do it." ”
The white tiger sighed: "Come on, come on, you sit here, don't move, stretch out your hand and close your eyes." ”
Tao Ming had no choice but to sit honestly, close her eyes and stretch out her left hand tremblingly.
The white tiger stretched out his paws, and as soon as he touched his fingers, Tao Ming took his hand back with a swish.
The white tiger's paw stopped in mid-air, as if it had been pressed the pause button, and said angrily, "Do you want to know what this thing is?"
Tao Ming was a little weak-hearted: "Of course I want to, wait a little longer, I'll come with something." ”
Tao Ming took iodine, cotton swabs, and band-aids, sat on the sofa, closed her eyes, stretched out her left hand and said as if she were at home: "Come on." ”
The white tiger had a lesson from the past, and without waiting for Tao Ming to react, he quickly made a small cut on Tao Ming's left index finger with the tip of his claw, and saw that a little blood was oozing out, and said, "Hurry up and get it." ”
Tao Ming didn't feel anything yet, and when he heard the words of the white tiger, he opened his eyes and saw that he was already bleeding, but he couldn't waste it, so he picked up the furoshiki and wrapped it around his index finger.
At the moment when Furoshiki touched the blood, a burst of red light lit up, and Tao Ming felt that some information was infused with it, and his spirit seemed to be related to something.
In just a few seconds, as the red light slowly dimmed and disappeared, Tao Ming clearly felt that the furoshiki was connected to her, occupying a place in her mind, as if it had become a part of her body, and the familiar could not be more familiar.
Tao Ming looked at the furoshiki on his hand, which had changed his appearance.
The old furoshiki skin seemed to be rejuvenated, the color of blood red, embroidered with an unknown flower in full bloom, with a dazzling luster, and it was a good thing at first glance.
The white tiger urged, "Hurry up and see what this is?"
Tao Ming didn't pick up the stubble, opened the iodophor and took out a cotton swab to prepare to deal with the wound on his finger, but found that the wound had coagulated.
Seeing her movements, the white tiger rolled his eyes: "I am an ancient divine beast, with extraordinary control, and if I say that you will have a little blood, it will only come out a little." ”
Tao Ming sneered, calmed down, and began to study the furoshiki according to the information in his mind. Tao Ming tried to focus on the furoshiki in her mind, and the moment she came into contact with it, she appeared in an unfamiliar space.
Tao Ming was startled, and the space disappeared again.
The white tiger asked anxiously, "What did you find?"
Tao Ming was a little strange: "Did I stay here just now?"
"You seem to have disappeared for a moment. "White Tiger is a little unsure.
"I felt like I had entered another place. Tao Ming frowned.
White Tiger became excited: "It seems that this is it." The treasure of the Qiluo clan contains a huge space. In the event of a war, the Kira would take refuge in it to avoid being wiped out. ”
"Won't this kind of good thing be robbed? Tao Ming was a little puzzled.
The white tiger scoffed: "How can outsiders know about it? besides, if it is always in the hands of the patriarch, how can it be so easy to snatch it away!"
Tao Ming let out a "hmm" and once again focused on the furoshiki in his mind, and the space appeared again.
Tao Ming had the lesson of the last time, and this time she stabilized her mind and began to observe this space.
I saw that this space was very huge, and Tao Ming stood in a pile of foot-long weeds, full of shock.
Tao Ming turned his head and looked around, and found that there was no edge in sight all around, and there was a house not far to the right. In the distance, there are rolling hills, lush and green, and there seems to be a waterfall rushing down from the mountains, but it is too far away to know how.
Tao Ming looked up, and the blue sky dome in the distance exuded a faint light, empty and empty.
Looking at the somewhat familiar sky, Tao Ming was suspicious, could it be that this is the place where he lived in his childhood?
Tao Ming struggled through the weeds to the house, and when she got closer, she found that she was facing a square, about ten meters in length, width and height, divided into two floors.
Tao Ming first circled around the small building and found that the other three sides were the same, all squares. There is a door on one side and several windows on each of the other three.
"A cube, strange aesthetic. Tao Ming spit out a groove and walked to the side with the door.
In front of you is an ordinary security door, keyhole handles and cat's eyes are readily available.
Tao Ming held the handle and pushed it hard, but didn't push it away. I pushed around the small building one by one, but I didn't push it open, and the curtains were drawn on the windows, so I couldn't see anything.
Tao Ming looked around, picked up a stone and smashed it the window glass, intending to climb through the window to enter, but smashed it a few times, the glass did not even have a crack, and he had no choice but to withdraw from the space.
As soon as she withdrew, she saw the white tiger looking at this side in a daze, she knocked on the white tiger's head, and heard the white tiger say, "What did you find?"
Tao Ming frowned: "It's amazing, there is a huge space in a piece of furoshi, there are mountains, rivers and forests, and there is a small building inside, and there is even an anti-theft door." But the door was locked and couldn't be opened. ”
"There's definitely something important in the building, and you've got to find a way to get in. ”
"I knew there must be something inside, but I couldn't get in. If it was left by my mother, I guess the key was also left. I'll have to think about where the keys are going to be. ”
As soon as the white tiger wanted to speak, Tao Ming hurriedly interrupted it: "I really don't know where the key is now, and I plan to go back to my parents' house tomorrow to ask." ”
"By the way, when I disappeared just now, did this disappear?" Tao Ming shook the wrapperskin on his hand.
And then it disappeared. ”
"This is not scientific!" Tao Ming felt that he had read the book for more than ten years.
"Do you understand the artifact?" the white tiger rolled his eyes.
Tao Ming was speechless, and began to fold the furoshi, thinking that it was too inconvenient to hold this furoshi, it was so big, you couldn't always take it with you when you went out, it would be nice if it could be smaller.
As soon as I thought of getting smaller, the furoshiki shrank by half at once, Tao Ming was startled, hey, this is still a wishful furoshi. Then make it smaller, preferably the size of a sports bracelet. As soon as the thought arrived, the furoshiki immediately turned into a red strip of cloth.
Tao Ming took it and gestured it on her wrist, thinking that it is small now, but how to fix it? Is it difficult to sew a snap button on it?
I saw that the two ends pinched in Tao Ming's hand were put together, and the whole bracelet was integrated, and there was no gap at all.
Tao Ming moved her wrist, there was no discomfort, and she thought "perfect"!
During this period, the white tiger opened its mouth and stared at it all the time, until Tao Ming poked it, and it said excitedly: "The artifact is not an artifact, it's awesome!"
Tao Ming knocked on its head: "How can you speak? ”
Baihu immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have learned from those people on the Internet." ”
"Well, the children can be taught!"