It was a piece of fine mutton-fat white jade, glowing with a warm luster under the illumination of the luminous pearl.
Grandpa Zhen's trembling fingers gently touched the piece of mutton-fat white jade that was carved into a life-lock shape. His wise eyes instantly became cloudy. He came closer and looked at the piece of mutton-fat jade carefully.
The jade lock was exquisitely carved, with patterns of Pisces playing in the water and five bats coming to the door on the front, surrounded by lifelike lotus flowers, with the four words "Longevity and Longevity" engraved in the center.
Grandpa Zhen's fingers slowly touched the words, and then he turned over the jade lock with trembling hands.
On the back of the warm and glossy mutton-fat jade, in the center of a circle of patterns carved with crabapples and peaches, there are a few lines of words engraved:
July 7th Hall of Eternal Life
In the middle of the night when no one is whispering
When Grandpa Zhen glanced at those lines of words, he felt his eyes were sore. He quickly put down the jade lock, turned away and patted Ye Qiqi on the head and said: "Good boy, I will definitely do it in the future." You will live a long and prosperous life..."
Mo Hanqing stood aside, silently looking at the somewhat abnormal Senior Zhen, just frowning and saying nothing.
"Okay, the time is almost up, you should go quickly." Grandpa Zhen straightened up, led them to the entrance and exit of the underground palace, and told them again: "Remember, after you go out, you can only say that you are lost in this mountain forest. If you are on your way, you must not tell others everything you encounter, you know?"
"Yeah!" Ye Qiqi nodded vigorously with red eyes.
Grandpa Zhen patted her head gently, let out a long sigh, and looked at the entrance and exit of the underground palace.
When a ray of light shone on the majestic stone door, he reached out and pushed the shoulders of the two children, instructing them to keep walking along the line of light under their feet.
"Grandpa..." Ye Qiqi was grabbed by the wrist by Mo Hanqing and turned back to look at Grandpa Zhen step by step.
"Go... go..." Grandpa Zhen stood in the dim underground palace, waving his hands towards them, and couldn't help crying until their figures disappeared into the light and shadow.
I hope there is still time to see you again in this life.
Mo Hanqing grabbed Ye Qiqi's thin arm and walked forward along the line of light under his eyes. As he walked, he didn't know when the surroundings started to be filled with thick fog again.
In such a thick fog, when I lowered my head, I couldn't even see my own palms clearly.
If he hadn't still been holding Ye Qiqi's hand, he would have almost doubted whether Ye Qiqi was continuing to follow him.
The light on the ground vaguely guided their direction.
Mo Hanqing was walking in this silent mist when he suddenly heard a low sob coming from behind him.
When he heard the suppressed cries, he paused involuntarily, then turned his head and looked at Ye Qiqi.
In the thick white fog, a smaller outline can be vaguely seen.
"Ye Qiqi?" He called her name with some uncertainty.
"Well..." Her voice came low through the fog, with a tone that sounded like she was about to cry.
"What's wrong??" He tightened his hand, pulled Ye Qiqi towards him, and reached out towards the blurry outline with his other hand.
The next second, his fingertips touched a touch of cool liquid.
"Are you crying?" He asked her in a cold voice with a hint of hesitation.