Chapter 1 1. Wealth
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"Ms. Jin, if there is nothing wrong, please sign these documents."

Jin Qianqian didn't return to her senses for a long time, but after repeated reminders from the lawyer and manager, she mechanically picked up the pen provided by the other party and completed the final procedures.

When everyone left, Jin Qianqian stared at the documents on the desktop.

It was only today that she found out that she still has an aunt who lives alone in a corner of the foreign country. The two parties have never met, but the other party has left her such a large fortune.

It's a pity that I only knew that such a relative exists, but I haven't even seen it.

What puzzled her the most was the wooden box in front of her. After listening to the lawyer's remarks, she knew that it was left by the ancestor of the Mi family (grandmother's family), and now the entire Mi family is of her bloodline, and it was specially explained in the will. , let her keep it well and inherit it.

Such a gray wooden box, but it is light in the hand, maybe even the bamboo pieces that are randomly picked up outside have more weight than it.

It's no wonder that the lawyers and managers just didn't take this heirloom very seriously, and they took a few fluffy words with them. On the contrary, the shares and real estate were clearly described.

And I have heard of fingerprint locks, chip locks, and password locks, but I have never heard of using blood to unlock.

It is estimated that it is the same in everyone's heart, thinking that this old lady just read too many novels, and in the end she made a small farce to molest the younger generation like this.

Looking at the circle at the center of the wooden box, Jin Qianqian pursed her lips, and finally summoned up the courage to take out the spare sewing needle from the drawer.

Looking at the needle with a white glow, Jin Qianqian didn't forget to use iodine to sterilize the poison before closing her eyes and pricking it.

Two small drops of blood were squeezed hard, but only a small half of the small circle was covered.

She was ruthless, she gritted her teeth and pierced it twice, this time the blood drop was finally a little bigger, and she could slowly fill the small circle.

Looking at the wooden box that didn't respond at all, Jin Qianqian couldn't help laughing at herself. This aunt must have read too many fantasy novels. She was just kidding herself.

And as an atheist, she actually believed it.

Standing at the bay window and looking at the busy traffic below, my destiny is quite rough. I just graduated from high school. I happily followed a group of classmates on a relaxing trip. My grandfather died suddenly due to a cerebral infarction, and my parents who went back to bereavement encountered an air crash, okay. A family was torn apart.

This repeated bad news almost broke her down. Fortunately, her relatives and friends were reliable and taught her to handle the funeral in an orderly manner.

In the middle, she took a year off from school, and finally got out of the pain, gritted her teeth and completed four years of school.

Guarding the house where my parents stayed, I survived one lonely festival after another.

Jin Qianqian stroked her arm, her eyes that had not been wet for a long time became hazy again.

She didn't even know that the small wooden box she casually discarded on the table was shining with a faint white light, and the light was getting darker and darker.

Kaz, when Jin Qianqian heard the voice, he looked back, the whole family is alone, where did the movement come from?
Looking at it, I found that the small wooden box that was originally placed on the table seemed to be a little different.

She didn't dare to touch it, and bent down to look carefully before picking up the fruit knife on the table to open the box that had been split open.

A simple ring appeared in front of her with the opening of the side cover of the box. Looking at the weird flower vine on it, Qian Qianqian flashed a question, is there such a flower vine in this world?

With so many colored leaves appearing on one vine, it doesn't make any sense to look at it.

When she reacted again, the ring was already in her hand, and the pinhole that had been pierced by the needle actually had a steady stream of blood pouring into the ring.

Seeing this fantasy scene, Jin Qianqian panicked and wanted to throw off the ring on her hand, but the ring seemed to stick to her hand, and no matter how she moved, it could tightly adhere to her finger.

The color on the ring is also getting brighter and brighter, with a faint light flashing. I haven't figured out what's going on. I saw that the ring turned into a light and entered directly between her eyebrows.

Jin Qianqian touched her empty forehead and ran to the bathroom quickly. There was no scar on her clean forehead.

Covering his violently beating chest, his hands trembled.

"No way? What the hell."

Thinking of the popular novels of cultivating immortals and warding off evil spirits, Jin Qianqian's first reaction was conjectures such as looting the house and ghosts.

"Who are you? Don't you scare me? What kind of aunt is not an aunt? It's all a conspiracy!"

Jin Qianqian shouted from the air, but the whole house was silent except for her voice.

It took a long time to stabilize her mind, she quickly poured herself a glass of warm water, and then she slowly calmed down.

Where did this ring go?Just as the doubts in Jin Qianqian's heart arose, the whole person was in an empty rotunda, and in this hall, there was a circle of doors of various colors.

Looking at these familiar colors, Jin Qianqian had guesses in her heart.

"Isn't it? I also have such good luck?" Looking around, she muttered in a low voice, "But what is this door?"

Jin Qianqian still didn't have the courage to open those doors, she just wanted to go out, and when she opened her eyes again, someone had already appeared in her living room.

She curiously grabbed the water glass in her hand just now, silently thinking about going in, and the person and the water glass appeared in the hall just now.

"Is this the legendary space?" Jin Qianqian slumped directly in the hall, stroking the white jade on the ground, seeing that there were no seams, it was a whole piece without stitching, and she was even more stunned.

It's too embarrassing, if it weren't for the cold and smooth touch, she would have thought it was all an illusion.

Biting the back of his hand fiercely, "This is true."

In, out, out and in again, Jin Qianqian played for a long time, and finally looked at the doors.

Red, green, blue, black, white, purple, six doors of different colors stand there, forming a circle around the four or fifty square meters wide hall.

These doors are all antique, especially the door nails on the door, which are in unusual harmony with these colors.

With a hint of curiosity in her heart, Jin Qianqian stood up and turned around, and finally chose her favorite purple color.

Holding the knocker above, whether she was pushing in or pulling out, the door didn't move at all.

She didn't believe in evil, so she tried white, black, blue, and green in order, until the last red was slowly opened under her push.

Instead, Jin Qianqian was startled, she released the door knocker in her hand and took two steps backwards. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and then she carefully probed in.

 At 3:8 on March 3th, a new article was born!ヽ(*з`*), Happy Holidays to all the goddesses!

  
 
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