Chapter 12: The Iron Gourd Bottle Swallows the Fingers

"I'm only a shallow learner, and I really can't see which dynasty and generation this trigger points from, and which master is the hand."

But I heard my grandfather laugh, "You kid has a big tone, even I can't see it, let alone you, I've seen you for so long, you might as well tell me what you can see." ”

I raised the wrench to show him, "I just touched the wrench with a cold feeling, but it became warm after a while in my hand, the golden outline ink unicorn carving outside the wrench finger was vivid, I just happened to touch the inner wall of the wrench and there was a carving, it looks like an inscription, although I don't understand it very well, but the carving technique is by no means an ordinary craftsman can do." ”

Grandpa nodded with satisfaction, "This wrench is yours." ”

I was surprised, and immediately shook my head and put the wrench back on the table, "This is not good, this wrench is too expensive, I will just take the salary I deserve." With that, I picked up the envelope on the table.

Grandpa played with the wrench, stood up and took my hand and put it on my thumb strongly, "I have a habit of seeing people who fit their eyes and love to give gifts, you have done well this month, and in the face of so many valuable antiques, I have not seen you moved, so I will admit that I am dead!" ”

Looking at the ink-colored wrench on my hand, I felt a strange feeling in my heart, and when I glanced at the iron gourd bottle pendant on my chest, I always felt that there was a connection between the two...

I've been studying this ink wrench all day, and the idea of ink color is just the first impression, and I was amazed to find that it has some scarlet mixed in with its ink.

Grandpa drank tea and looked at me with a bitter and hateful look, and Li Zui asked, "Eh, I just finished praising you, and you are on the bar, right?" ”

I was deflated and lay on the counter, "Grandpa, this wrench is really terrible, I've been watching it for a day and I haven't seen anything else." ”

Grandpa laughed heartily without scruples, "Boy, if you can see anything else, I'll give it to you directly from this store!" ”

I hurriedly waved my hand, "I'd better be my shopkeeper." ”

Grandpa came over and took a breath, and played me a brain melon, I grinned in pain, covered my head and shouted, "Grandpa!" Where did I say it wrong! ”

If you want to say that grandpa's favorite thing to do is probably the bullet of the brain, this month I have not been less bulleted, at first the brain is always swollen, and then gradually get used to it and be less bulleted.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, you know! Can you have a little ambition? Grandpa knocked on the counter twice.

I lowered my head to avoid my grandfather's eyes, and said softly: "What kind of soldier is it, people haven't checked it yet." ”

"People? Who are you looking for? ”

Grandpa's ears are even more powerful than those of the bat, and I can still hear them even when I am so quiet.

"Grandpa, how long have you been in Yanjing?" I asked, leaning my head over.

Grandpa's chin rubbed and he thought for a while, "What's the matter, it's been seven or eight years." ”

I was immediately interested, and looked at him with bright eyes, and my grandfather was furious by me, "You kid... What do you want to inquire about? ”

I smiled, "Blind Li, grandfather, have you heard of this person in Beijing for so many years?" ”

I saw that my grandfather's face turned white all of a sudden, and his eyes kept rolling, but he didn't look at me, "What are you asking him for?" ”

I felt that something was wrong, so I said, "Just... Just ask. ”

Grandpa glared at me vigorously, "If you want to stay in Beishang Beijing, don't mention this name again, otherwise, even I won't be able to protect you!" ”

At night, I lay on the bed and pondered what my grandfather said during the day, it seems that Blind Li is still very prestigious in Beijing, but why did he go to our unknown small village back then?

Dad still regarded him as a master at the time, a blind man of unknown origin, and Dad believed so easily that he could cure my eyes?

Now that I think about it, a lot of things back then were a mystery.

Drowsiness gradually hit, I yawned, wrapped myself in the quilt and turned over to play chess with Zhou Gong.

Late at night, the silvery moon dotted the deep blue evening sky, and the scattered starlight set off, and the whole of Kitakami Kyoto was immersed in tranquility.

It may have been very tired during the day, and at night I slept deeply, and the iron gourd bottle pendant around my neck flew carefully from the neckline of my clothes.

The unicorn on the bottle shone with golden light, and it actually moved in the dark night! It broke free from the shackles of the bottle and soared in the air with its head tilted, probably holding a position all the time, and finally escaped, running back and forth in the air.

Suddenly, it stopped abruptly, its eyes fixed on the ink unicorn of my thumb.

As it approached, the wrench shone emitted a dazzling golden glow, and it slipped off my thumb and rose into the air.

The wrench and the unicorn looked at each other from afar, and no one refused to move first, so they were deadlocked, and the light emitted became more and more intense.

I dreamed that I was in the middle of a volcano, the fire was hot and dazzling, and the heat wave in my face woke me up suddenly, just when I thought the nightmare was over, the impact of reality made me unable to tell which was the dream.

I remembered the method my mother taught me when I was a child, and pinched myself hard, and the pain came quickly, but I was finally sure that this was not a dream, but... Reality!

I watched the wrench and the unicorn shake at the same time, as if I was a little scared of my sudden awakening?

The unicorn quickly ran back to the iron gourd bottle pendant, and melted back into the bottle again, if it wasn't for the bottle still flashing, I'm afraid I would have self-doubt.

As soon as the ink wrench finger was about to fly back into my hand, the iron gourd bottle seemed to have expected it, and the golden light suddenly retracted, and then the size suddenly became several times larger.

As if uncontrollable, the wrench kept approaching the mouth of the iron gourd bottle.

I couldn't even lift my fingers when I saw this scene in front of me.

Soon, half of the wrench went into the bottle, and the mouth of the bottle inhaled sharply, and the whole wrench went into the stomach of the bottle.

The iron gourd bottle was satisfied with a cloud of smoke coming out of the mouth of the bottle, as if he had burped after eating and drinking!

It shrunk back to its original size and fell back to my chest.

My mind was clouded, "I'm going... The iron gourd bottle was swallowed by the wrench..."

After waking up, I didn't fall asleep again, and I didn't even eat in the morning, standing at the door of the store.

Grandpa came with small steps humming a little tune, and when he saw me standing at the door looking at him earnestly, he asked in his heart, "What did you kid do last night?" These two have big dark circles. ”

I followed my grandfather into the store with a chicken nest on my head and sighed, "Don't mention it, I was last night." ”

"Yo he! Come! Let me listen, I haven't seen a ghost when I'm so old! Is it a male or female ghost? How about the words of a female ghost? Is your body good? ”