Chapter 11: There is no cave
There is nothing in this arrangement, but there is a vague "O" shape in the text. Only this "O" shape is concave, while the others are raised.
Mo Jiu's eyes lit up slightly, and he inserted his wrench into the "O"-shaped text groove.
The shape of the wrench and the groove on the door are consistent, not too big or too small, just right.
After the wrench was inserted into the groove, a dazzling white light suddenly came out of the door, blurring her vision for a moment, and she couldn't see her surroundings clearly.
When she could start seeing again, Mojiu found that the door was open. She stepped out the door and found a hole behind it.
There is a fairy mist, there is a clear spring flowing turbulently, and next to the spring is a green meadow, which is actually a natural scenery full of vitality.
Mo Jiu walked to the spring again, and put his hand into the stream, the temperature was cold, but not biting.
Usually the water that flows like this is non-toxic, and this is her personal space, and although the spring water is suddenly over, she has a sense of intimacy with the spring water.
Mo Jiu took a sip of water in his hands. The taste of the spring water is slightly sweet, and the mouth is full of sweetness and sweetness, which flows through the throat and then to the limbs and bones of the whole body.
It was the first time she had drunk such delicious water. Needless to say, it must be beneficial to the body and harmless.
She began to sit directly by the stream and began to drink water. At first, he drank the spring water with his hands, but at the end he lay down on the side of the stream and drank it in a big gulp.
I don't know how much spring water I drank, not only the spiritual consciousness that entered the space, but also the physical body quietly changed.
Gradually, the wounds on his body began to itch, and Mo Jiu had to withdraw from the space.
When he opened his eyes to check the damage on his body, he found that the hideous scar on the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The reason why the wound is itchy and unbearable is because the wound begins to grow new flesh in a short period of time.
All the regenerated cells in the body are growing frantically at this moment, so the body is even more itchy, as if thousands of ants are crawling on the body.
Mo Jiu resisted the urge to reach out and scratch the wound, and lay quietly on the ground, waiting for the unbearable itching sensation on his body to pass.
To divert her attention, she began to look away.
There is only one more wrench in the space, and there is such a big change, which shows that this wrench is a treasure.
Although the wrench was not the right size in the boy's hand, it fell from him, and it should be his.
At that time, she was too anxious, and she didn't know much about the world, so she ignored the powerful aura of the young man and the calm reaction of unusual people.
But now that I think about it, the boy is by no means an ordinary person, and the high-ranking temperament of the boy is not something that any underage half-grown child can have.
Although the original owner didn't know much about spiritual power, the white light emitted by the young man should be a master. It's a pity that there is no such person in the memory of the original owner.
And when he was separated from the young man, he was in a hurry to chase the original owner, and he didn't have time to ask the young man's name.
But it's not surprising that the original owner doesn't know this young man, after all, the original owner grew up being bullied since he was a child, and he didn't go to school, and the characters he knew were limited.
If she investigates again in the future, she will naturally be able to find out who the young man is, and she is not in a hurry.