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Chapter 7 Accidents

Xiao Yi greeted Yang Liang's mother, sent Yang Liang a text message, boarded the bus home, and drove for nearly an hour to reach the town where Xiao Yi lived. It was only a dozen ways away from home, and Xiao Yi was a little excited.

Following a small path and passing through two bamboo forests, Xiao Yiyu's house had already appeared in front of him. At this time, there were more acquaintances.

"Uncle Wang, I'm digging again! It's almost the Chinese New Year, what should I rest!"

"Ah! It's easy! It's time for school?"

"yes!……"

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"Xiao Deng, why did he stay at home so early and the factory was put on it so early?"

"I was picked up! I was copied by the boss. I drank too much that night and went late the next day. That guy pretended to be a private person... Damn!"

"Forget it, I just copied it! I just went to find one after the New Year. I'll have fun when I get home. I'll have time to sit at my house. I haven't played Go with you for a long time."

"Okay! I haven't played it for a long time, so I'm definitely not your opponent now! Oh, is your Go still there?"

"It should be still here!"

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Xiao Yi greeted him all the way, although he was just a few short greetings that were meaningless, which made Xiao Yi feel warm from his heart.

The house is old-fashioned, with only one floor, with four rooms, evenly distributed next to the hall, all made of bricks and tiles.

There is a layer of white lime mortar outside the wall. In front of the house is a stone dam made of large stone slabs. Outside the dam is a pool of more than 70 square meters, and a few fish can still be seen floating leisurely on the water.

"I'm home!" Xiao Yi sighed. In a blink of an eye, he saw that the clean road before was covered with weeds, the stone dam was covered with dead branches and leaves, a layer of unstained doors and windows were covered with thick dust, and the iron locks on the door were also covered with rust, and I couldn't help feeling sad.

When I opened the door, the room was still decorated with my mother. The tables and stools were covered with dust, and there were spider silks in some places. Seeing these, Xiao Yi couldn't help but think of her mother again. Her busy figure seemed to appear in front of her. Now I think about how happy it was to live in the past!

When he arrived at home, Xiao Yi started to get busy again. The dust and spider silk in the house were cleaned, and he had to lay it on it and put it on a mosquito net. The kitchen pot was rusted and had to fry it in oil. I also went to buy some rice, salt and vegetables. Fortunately, there were so many ingredient and oil in the house. Several neighbors asked him to go for dinner, but he refused...

After washing his face and feet, Xiao Yiyu stretched his waist in slippers, and then beat his waist, which was already a little sore, and murmured: "I'm so tired!" Suddenly, he remembered a strange thing he found when cleaning the house - nearly two square meters of the place on his mother's bed was not stained, which was completely different from the thick dust around him. At that time, due to time, it was even more strange to me now.

Xiao Yi walked into the room and pressed the switch. The light was not on. He pressed it a few more times, but still no response. It was thought that the light was broken. At this moment, Xiao Yi suddenly felt a blue light flash, but in order to see what it was, there was a blue light soon. This time he saw that the light was from his mother's bed. With the light of the hall, he found that it was emitted by a "box". He had seen the box before, but he tried his best to open it. And there was no clear light flashing.

Xiao Yi took out the box from the bottom of the bed and found that there were two mixed Bagua carved on the top of the box. There was a small glass-like crystal in the center, and several lines that were invisible to see. The green light was emitted from these lines. He was puzzled in his heart: Why didn’t you see these Bagua and lines before?

The box is not very big, and you can cover it with your hands. Xiao Yi thought it was made of iron, but he found that it was as light as nothing. Xiao Yi took it to the hall and looked it up and down. Apart from those lines, he didn't see anything. It was said that it was a box because there was a circle of thin slits on the upper side of it. Xiao Yi shook the box and didn't hear any sound. He knocked it with his hand but made a sound like a solid one. The lid and the box were tight. Xiao Yi thought about it and found a knife to carve it, but it was still not loose at all. It really made him wonder if he had made a wrong judgment. Thinking of this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but sit on the stool in discouragement. When he was about to give up, a thought arose: Can the divine thought pass through the box?

Xiao Yi found two newspapers to spread them on the ground, placed the box in front of him, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes. Soon the wonderful feeling appeared again, and the spiritual consciousness slowly spread outward, and the scenery outside appeared in his heart one by one. Xiao Yi was surprised to find that he had actually "seeed" himself. It seemed as if the soul had left his body, and a sense of independence from the body floated into his heart. The spiritual consciousness was still spreading, covering the area with a radius of about 50 meters. At this time, the surrounding environment began to become blurred. Xiao Yi knew that this was his limit and did not force it to keep the spiritual consciousness within this range. The beating, chirping, shaking, withering, and the swaying of water in the pond were all printed in his heart one by one, as if it was an ancient existence. Xiao Yi was invading this harmonious and wonderful world.

I don’t know how long it took, Xiao Yi finally remembered his purpose. The scenery retreated like a tide, and his concentrated spiritual consciousness invaded the "box"...

"Bang!" A golden light suddenly burst out from the pitch-black box, and his spiritual sense was like being hit by lightning, and it suddenly retracted into his mind. Xiao Yi felt a loud noise, his mind was blank, and his ears rumbling.

After a long time, Xiao Yi finally gradually woke up, and his heartbeat was still accelerating when he thought of what had just happened.

At that time, his spiritual sense had just touched the surface of the box and was about to invade. The thought of the Bagua, which was depicted on the top of the box, suddenly turned reversely. A bright red blood word appeared in the center of the Bagua, followed by a golden light...

"Blood?!" What does this mean? Xiao Yi was puzzled, but he dared to use his spiritual sense to explore again. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure out the answer. At this time, a burst of fatigue came. He thought that it was because he had suffered a recoil with his spiritual sense just now, and he thought that the future of the box was long, so he didn't rush to stop his fatigue. He cleaned up a little, but he didn't want to do the daily evening exercises and fell asleep...

In the early morning, Xiao Yi woke up and felt refreshed. After a little exercise, his spiritual sense naturally covered the area with a radius of more than 50 meters, which was much easier than yesterday. It seemed that yesterday's events were not without gains. When he went out of the gate, he stood on the stone dam. Seeing the sky was getting light, he stretched his waist. He thought that he had not slept for a long time, and he felt extremely comfortable when he slept today.

Although it is already mid-winter now, Xiao Yiyu, who was wearing thin clothes, did not feel cold. He tidied up his clothes and looked at his figure. Seeing that the neighborhood light had not yet turned on, the faint mist was overwhelming in the mountains. Xiao Yiyu took a deep breath, and the fresh air penetrated the entire lung lobe. The comfortable feeling came from his whole body with the inhalation of the heaven and earth's vitality.

Xiao Yi faces east, with wide feet and shoulders, and holds his hands. He stands up with Tai Chi stakes. After an hour, Xiao Yi is able to stop and stand up. He feels that the energy he has absorbed is as much as three times that of the school during the same period. I don’t know if it is the stakes or the sun rises in the early morning, but it is undeniable that the energy here is much stronger than that of the school. I open my eyes and look around. At this time, the sky is already bright and the noisy sound has come from all over the place. Xiao Yi thinks: Mother should be making breakfast now when she was there! Thinking of it,

He had no relatives anymore, and couldn't help but feel sad. He suddenly remembered the box last night. When he walked into the door, the box flew to his hands with a "swoosh" - the mind power moved objects. After he absorbed the vitality of the field, he was even more diligent. He could move about 100 kilograms of objects, and his speed was much faster. Holding the box, Xiao Yi looked at it over and over again, but still couldn't see anything. Although he wanted to use his divine thoughts to detect it, last night's incident made him stop, and he had no choice but to put it down again.

Four or five days passed so dullly. Xiao Yi was cutting the vegetables on this day. Although his demand for food is getting less and less, as a great enjoyment in life, he still insisted on cooking by himself without any weather. Besides, it was really boring.

"Ah!" Xiao Yi accidentally cut into the injury. Blood was pouring out of the 1cm hole. Soon, a silver light came out from the wound. The wound was visible to the naked eye and recovered rapidly. No scar was left. Only the blood beads on the fingers witnessed what happened just now.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi seemed to remember something and ran towards the hall protecting the blood bead. "I still fell down." Xiao Yi sighed.

Xiao Yi held the knife and looked at his finger for a long time, but he couldn't make any effort...
Chapter completed!
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