Miracle Bookstore

"Has everything been handled?" The aunt in the red vest looked at a young man with concern.

"Yes, thank you Auntie for helping." The young man looked tired.

"You are welcome, back then, I always read books at your home, and even brought homework to your home. Your grandfather didn't say anything. He also helped me a lot. Now...well, neighbors for so many years, if you need anything , You have to talk, it's not easy for you alone..." With that, the aunt's tears were about to fall.

"Aunt Wang, don't worry, I'm fine." The young man smiled reluctantly. "I'm here to fetch things. They said that everything is stored in the community service station."

"Look at my memory." The aunt patted her head, "Wait, I'll get it for you."

Soon, the middle-aged aunt brought a small box. After opening it, there were only a few things inside.

"Look at it," the aunt enthusiastically introduced, "this is the real estate certificate, business certificate, account book, bank card, keys to your house, etc., and a letter from your grandfather, all here. ."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Wang, I will go back first, and I will see you in two days." The young man took a look at the box and said goodbye immediately.

Now he has no intention of staying here anymore.

Saying goodbye to the aunt, the young man left the community service station quickly.

Soon, he reached his destination.

This is a veritable school district room outside the north gate of the Normal University. The two-story courtyard diagonally across the road is the home of young people.

To be honest, there is still some distance from the city center, but because the school is built on a mountain, there is a mountain not far from the north gate, and there is a lot of people coming and going, and there are still many students, so it can be considered prosperous.

The young man opened the door of the room and left it alone for more than half a month. There was already a layer of dust in the room.But at this moment, the young man had no intention of cleaning. He found a place to sit down and took out the letter his grandfather had left him.

The envelope is brand new and sealed, but there is no stamp. It says his name in the handwriting of Grandpa.When you open it, the letter paper has turned yellow, and you can tell it has been a long time at a glance.

"Subtotal, when we read this letter, we should have been separated from each other. Don’t be sad. People will have such a day. Don’t blame them. This is Grandpa’s request. Grandpa knows his time, so he asks them. , Be sure to let you know after everything is done. It’s not that grandpa doesn’t want to see you, but that once we meet, there are things that can’t be expressed in words. Forgive grandpa’s cowardice and chose to escape instead of telling you the following thing personally , Because grandpa doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a disaster for you.

Subtotal, you must read every word below and carefully savor the meaning of my words.If you want to live a stable life, you don’t need to look at the next ones, take care of the things at home, go back to where you were before, work and live safely, burn this letter, and treat it as if it doesn’t exist.

If you are unwilling to have such a dull life, go to the warehouse, it will be a brand new life.But you have to remember that this is extremely dangerous, a bad thing will kill your life-this is by no means alarmist.You are still young and have great years, and it is a good thing to spend your life in peace and stability."

The letter ended here, leaving behind a bunch of mysteries. The young man read it twice more carefully before putting down the yellowed letter, pressing his temples with his index and middle fingers, with a bitter smile on his face.

"Grandpa, although I don’t understand what you mean, if you don’t want me to make the second choice, you won’t mention it. Where would you leave such an insignificant letter to appease your appetite? If you are indifferent after having an extraordinary life experience, you will definitely regret it in the future." The young man said to himself, "Where is the second choice?"

After thinking about it, the young man got up, closed the door, and then opened another door in the store.

The so-called warehouse is the house at the back. The young man has not visited before, but he has come in only a handful of times in the past two decades with memory.Under normal circumstances, Grandpa would not let him in.

The warehouse is not very big, it is only 20 to 30 square meters by visual inspection. When the lights are turned on, there are bookshelves all around, with a desk in the middle.

In the memory of young people, this place should have been filled with various books, but now it is empty and there is nothing.

When he walked to the desk, the young man sat down and opened the lamp on the table.The energy-saving lamp shook his eyes, and after adapting, he saw two objects.

A piece of jade pendant on the desktop, and a book on the shelf.

The jade pendant is ring-shaped, and the hollowed-out part is about three centimeters in diameter. There is no sign of carving. What it supports is a piece of white paper with his name written on it.

He did not touch the jade pendant, but first took out the only book on the shelf.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes"-this is the name of the book, the pages are yellowed, and it seems to be some years old, and even stranger is that there is only the title on the cover, and there is no information on the author, publisher, etc., he opened it Look, the first page is directly the main text without any redundant information.

The text was no different from what he had read.

Putting down the book and picking up the jade pendant, there was nothing special. Turning over the white paper with the name on it, there was a line of small characters at the back.

"If you decide to choose this kind of life, then drop your blood on the jade pendant!"

It was Grandpa's handwriting, he recognized it.

A strange feeling arose spontaneously, as if suddenly changing from reality to fantasy.

Growing up in a family with a bookstore, he liked reading since he was a child, especially all kinds of literary works. Later, he fell in love with online novels. The routine of dripping blood is not unfamiliar, but he never thought that all this would happen to him. Body.

Is it a trap?He seriously recalled the routines in those novels, but in the end he could not be sure.The relatives of Xiangru Yimo for more than 20 years have hidden such secrets, and for a moment he no longer trusts the world so much.

Or is this a prank by Grandpa before his death?If this is the case, then he will be even more disappointed.

If it is true, his life will undergo tremendous changes after he admits the Lord by dripping blood.But this kind of life will be accompanied by great dangers.

Do you want to try?

The young man fell into hesitation.

Although he was an orphan and was pulled up by his grandfather, life is not difficult.There is a bookstore at home, relatively speaking, life is pretty good.Not long after he graduated from university, he worked in a company in Pujiang and his salary was pretty good.He originally planned to pick up his grandfather when he settled down, but he didn't expect to receive the news of his death suddenly.When he received the news, grandpa's funeral had been done.

It is said that this is a special request from grandpa.

If this matter is true, he probably can understand the mentality of Grandpa at the time.

"Forget it, whether it is true or not, since it is Grandpa's hope, then try it." For a long time, the young man murmured to himself, "If it fails, then treat it as repaying the grace of nurturing for more than 20 years. "

He got up and confirmed that the door was closed again. The young man returned to the warehouse, sat down at the desk, took out the dagger already prepared in the drawer, gritted his teeth, and made a cut in his hand.

The tingling hurts, the red blood bead condenses on the finger, he didn't think much, put the finger with blood on the jade pendant.

A special force came from the jade pendant. A small wound seemed to have become a river of rupture. The young man felt that the blood of his body had been flowing into the jade pendant, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Is it really a trap, a special sacrificial ritual?" The young man thought, his consciousness becoming more and more muddled.

"Ding Dong, search for a suitable host, the system is activated..." At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded in the young man's mind.

"Fortunately, it really inherited a system..." The young man's unconscious consciousness clarified, and he was immediately overwhelmed by a stronger flow of information, and he never heard the following information.