The blue dot should be Bai Luo himself, so what about the red dot
"where?"
"This compass tells me to come here, and then what?"
Bai Luo looked around, but found nothing: "Could it be above and below?"
There is nothing above the head, so it can only be underground.
"Sigh~~~"
Resisting the pain of bending over, Bai Luo looked at his feet.
"In the soil?"
Because he didn't see anything under his feet, Bai Luo began to fiddle with the soil and dig it up. At this moment, Bai Luo's fingers touched something.
"What's this?"
Lifting the thing from the soil, Bai Luo found that it was a bag, about the size of an ancient sachet.
"Clap clap."
He patted off the dirt on the bag, and Bai Luo looked at it carefully, but after tossing and turning, he couldn't figure out what it was.
"Just an ordinary bag?"
"wrong."
Bai Luo: "Since it's what the Black Book asked me to find, it's definitely not that simple."
"Could it be that this thing is some kind of unawakened miracle?"
Bai Luo weighed the pocket in his hand, and he thought of what the old uncle said before.
A miracle can be anything.
Bai Luo immersed his consciousness in his mind, and saw that the first page of the black book was still unfolding, and the countdown after that sentence did not disappear, it was still beating steadily.
"Ok?"
Bai Luo was stunned for a moment. He looked down at the pocket in his hand: "Although I have found this pocket, the countdown is still going on. Is it because I didn't have the power to awaken it and become the master of miracles?"
"The map is gone."
In order to prove his idea, Bai Luo glanced at the map where he was, and sure enough, it was gone.
"Orientation and location are all gone."
What this means is self-evident.
Bai Luo had already found what the black book indicated.
"So, can you help me find the miracle? This is a map-like miracle that can point out the location of the miracle?"
Bai Luo began to guess the role of the black book: "But it's useless if you find it."
The old man said that a miracle can only be a miracle if it is awakened, otherwise it is a very ordinary thing.
"How the hell do I wake up this pocket?"
If you simply try, there are hundreds of millions of methods, and it would be ridiculous to encounter this luck with only 24 hours.
"It's impossible!"
While Bai Luo was wondering, some words appeared on the black book: "The words have changed?!"
[You found it, but it's still it, it's not yours]
[What to do, maybe, you can try to talk to it, for example, I'm hungry]
"..."
"What the hell?"
Bai Luo was a little stunned, what does this mean, and gave him a riddle again
But Bai Luo still hasn't cracked the first sentence before.
"Found it, but it's still it, it's not yours?"
This sentence is not difficult to understand, because it is a reminder to Bai Luo, the pocket has not been awakened.
"Would you like to try a drop of blood to recognize the Lord?"
There are endless ways to awaken miracles, and there is a certain possibility of confessing the Lord on a drop of blood, but this is too tacky.
Of course, if there is really no way, Bai Luo will definitely try it.
"Wait, I seem to understand."
Bai Luo shook his head: "If the first sentence is the question, then the second sentence looks like the answer."
【then what should we do? 】
This sentence is obviously the answer from the Black Book.
[Talk to it and say 'I'm hungry']
Bai Luo looked at the pockets in his hands, although he felt that it was strange to say 'I'm hungry' to one of them.
But the conditions for a miracle to wake up are very strange. If Bai Luo can get a miracle, it will be a strange one!
So, Bai Luo whispered to the pocket in his palm, "I'm hungry."
A second passed without the pocket moving.
30 seconds passed, and the pocket still didn't move.
"I'm hungry!"
This time, Bai Luo's voice was much louder, even with a hint of desire.
But unfortunately, still useless.
The pockets just didn't move.
"..."
Bai Luo scratched his head in embarrassment: "What do you mean by this sentence, didn't I already tell it that I'm hungry? Did I understand it wrong?"
So, Bai Luo spoke to the pocket in a different way.
From the initial self-talk, to asking if it is conscious, and then starting to call in a soft voice.
However, no matter what Bai Luo did, he couldn't make the pocket react.
Pockets are pockets, still so worn, so, dirty. . . . . .
"Whoa, whoa."
By the river, Bai Luo cleaned his pockets.
He wanted to clean it up a bit to see if he could find some incantations or something.
"Still not."
After washing it, Bai Luo found that the pocket was actually quite beautiful.
It is brown in color, with golden veins on it, and on the pocket, there is a silver thread that tightens it, which looks a bit like a treasure.
"What if it's a treasure, what exactly are you, and how to use it, I don't know!"
Bai Luo scratched his head, this time he was really distressed.
Helpless, Bai Luo had to focus on the black book again.
This book is the cause of today's incident. It guided Bai Luo to find the pocket, and Bai Luo also successfully found it.
Thus, the Black Book is indeed a miracle.
After that, the black book gave three sentences.
The first sentence is probably a description of this pocket.
The second sentence is to tell Bai Luo that the pocket cannot be used because the pocket does not belong to him yet.
As for the countdown, Bai Luo felt that it should be the time limit for the pocket to recognize him as the master.
Once the time is up, Bai Luo doesn't know what will happen to the pocket, but it's definitely not a good thing, maybe it will disappear with a 'bang'.
"etc."
Suddenly, Bai Luo saw the first sentence again.
[Gold is a good year, and silver is hard work. When you open it, what you get may not be harvest, but it must be the hope of harvest]
"Gold is harvest, silver is hard work, when you open it?"
"Open it?!"
Bai Luo immediately thought of something, he pulled the silver rope away, opened the mouth of the bag, and looked at the sun, and found that it was just that big, empty, and nothing.
"Tell it, I'm hungry."
Bai Luo looked at the mouth of the bag, and then slowly brought his mouth close to it. Then, Bai Luo said softly, "I'm hungry."
"Boom!"
Almost as soon as Bai Luo finished speaking, the golden pattern on the pocket and the silver thread glowed at the same time.
"This..."
The pocket radiated gold and silver light, humming and trembling in Bai Luo's hands.
Afterwards, Bai Luo saw the pattern on the pocket spread along his palm, and then weaved a mysterious and strange pattern of gold and silver on his right arm.
Gradually, the pattern began to fade, and finally disappeared on Bai Luo's skin.
Seeing this scene, Bai Luo was stunned: "This is magic, right? It must be magic!!"
The pockets are back to calm, just darker than before.
The pocket at this time is very beautiful and delicate, and the light on it flows, so that anyone who sees it will feel that this is not an ordinary thing, but a treasure.