Holding the jade in her hand, Mo Lan's heart couldn't calm down no matter what, and the shopkeeper's sentence echoed in her ears, "Legend has it that when someone touches this piece of jade, they will see the dark red stars dancing in blood." So, if that were the case, would what she had seen be real? Is the legend of the "Blood Dance" real?

She was extremely scornful of the gods and ghosts, but now, how can she not doubt the existence of these things? Just like herself, isn't it the best explanation to travel to this unknown time and space after death?

Outside, the north wind was raging, and the house was cold and silent.

The mixed air currents are like Mo Lan's mood at the moment—complicated, chaotic.

Mo Lan couldn't remember how she stepped out of the door of "Purple Xuan", she only felt that she was really depressed inside, as if a pair of invisible hands strangled her neck, making her suffocate and almost faint. After coming out in a daze, she exhaled heavily.

"Princess, I see that this jade shop is full of evil spirits, let's not come to this kind of place in the future." Zheng'er quietly tinkered with palpitations.

Mo Lan was stunned for a moment, and the hand under the water sleeve couldn't help but clench a little, and the delicate skin clearly felt the angular warmth, which was burned to the ground. She had the feeling of abandoning and fleeing, but for some reason, she took it with her.

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"Shopkeeper, how can this piece of jade be sold?" She asked casually.

The shopkeeper glanced at her and shook his head slightly: "I won't sell it." The Blood Dance is a spiritual object, and it is a blasphemy to measure it in terms of money. ”

"It seems that it has nothing to do with me." She tugged at the corners of her mouth with a little regret.

"But if the girl really wants it, I'll give it to you." The shopkeeper added.

A hint of surprise flashed on Mo Lan's face, she could see the depth of the shopkeeper's love for this piece of jade, his eyes were so obsessive and nostalgic when he looked at it, as if he was looking at the woman he loved, how could he give the blood dance to her so easily? "No merit is not punished, in this case, this jade should be returned to the store." She whispered back, put Xue Wu in place, and turned to leave.

"Girl." As he walked past the shopkeeper, he stopped her and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Did you see that?" ”

Mo Lan shook suddenly, turned her head to look at him in surprise.

"You see the way the blood is dancing, right?" He stared into her eyes with a look of determination.

She opened her mouth slightly, but she didn't know how to answer. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and her mind was blank. "Did you see that? See it......" Spell-like fragments of thought uncontrollably burrowed into her eardrums, through her flesh, and into the deep pool of her heart to find the suspended answer—she saw it.

The shopkeeper suddenly laughed, he walked over and took Blood Dance from the shelf and handed it to her: "Blood Dance stays here, and it will only scream silently." You are destined to be its owner. ”

Mo Lan was silent, she wanted to deny it with a straight face, she didn't see it, and she wanted to turn around and leave. However, she couldn't move as if she was fixed on her feet, but gradually raised her somewhat stiff hands......

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" The zither behind him suddenly whispered.

Her heart tightened when she was shocked by this sound, and quickly took the blood dance and hid it in her sleeve, turned her head to Zheng'er and said perfunctorily: "It's nothing, let's go home." ”

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Blood Dance, is it really destined to belong to her? She thought about it a little dazedly, but she couldn't relax for a moment holding the hand of jade.