Chapter 9: Blood Sacrifice, a Household Heirloom of the Night Family
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"Ahem, ahem...... Little girl, the old man is coming to see you......"
As soon as the sound stopped, Ye Qingluo's wrist suddenly ignited a burning sensation.
The hoop pattern on the wrist suddenly floats.
Ye Qingluo stared at the constantly rotating pattern on his wrist, and a white light blinded in front of him, and the whole person fell into the center of the whirlpool of the pattern.
When I opened my eyes again, the fog was filled in front of me, and as far as the eye could see, it was all white.
Where is it still the inn where she stayed before?
What the hell is this place?
"Little girl, I'm here." Behind him, the voice came again.
Ye Qingluo turned his head keenly, only to see a white mist curling around, slowly revealing a human figure.
It was a white-haired old man, dressed in a white robe, and in the mist, hazy, his outline could not be seen clearly.
"Who are you!" Keep an eye on the old man at night, ready to fight back at any time.
"Little girl, you summoned the old man, and asked who the old man was?" The old man touched his long beard and replied with a smile.
"I summoned you?" The night is full of question marks.
The old man explained unhurriedly: "Little girl, the old man is the guardian of your family heirloom in the night, and your blood has awakened the old man, isn't this what you summoned the old man?" ”
Heirloom?
"You're not trying to get me, are you?" Ye Qingluo's face was full of suspicion.
Night family heirloom ...... That's the 21st century!
It was because of the family heirloom that she was forced to die with those old men who were not right-minded.
She crossed over, could it be that the heirloom was still worn with her?
"The spell on your wrist is the best proof of that." The old man took a momentary step, and before Ye Qingluo could react, he approached her.
A cold touch gripped her slender wrist.
Ye Qingluo was shocked in his heart and took a step back.
The old man's speed ...... So fast!
If he really wanted to kill himself, she wouldn't have a chance to fight back!
Ye Qingluo's face softened, and he lost his previous vigilance.
Is the mantra the old man talking about the pattern of the cherry blossoms on her wrist?
"This is the heirloom of the Ye family, the Cangshui Bracelet." The old man's fingers touched her wrist, and the circle of patterns floated slowly.
One by one, the petals form a cherry blossom bracelet.
Lay down in a big groove......
This...... Is this something she worked so hard to dig up from the ancestral grave of the Ye family?
Just for such a bracelet, I lost my life......
Nima! Could it be that she crossed over the ghost with this broken bracelet?
Ye Qingluo's heart was almost broken.
You know, how good she is in her modern life, she can do whatever she wants, and no one cares.
It's like in this strange world, her identity, wherever she goes, is the master who is framed.
"The Water Bracelet has absorbed your blood and has made a blood pact with you." The old man let go of her hand, "The old man is the guardian of the water bracelet, from now on, the old man will teach you all the mysteries of the water bracelet." ”
"The mystery of the water bracelet? What the heck? Ye Qingluo lowered her eyes, stared at the bracelet on her wrist, and turned into a spell, and sank into her skin.
She reached out thoughtfully, brushed her finger over the circle of cherry blossom-like incantations, and secretly thought—
In the previous life, those old men of the Ye family had been coveting family heirlooms for a long time.
In order to get the family heirloom, he even did not hesitate to give his own life.
It is enough to see how powerful this heirloom is!