Qin Qianning transmigrated into a book, becoming the miserable female supporting character in a "groupå® " novel. The protagonist, a chosen one, effortlessly picked up treasures and gained ...
Qin Qianning turned to look at the old servant in confusion, "Can you elaborate?"
The old servant sighed, "Alas, the tourmaline hairpin is different from ordinary magic tools. It requires a destined person to use it.
And you have to use it with caution, otherwise you may lose your life.
The master was framed by Xiao Le in the beginning. He lost control of the tourmaline hairpin and was attacked by the backlash! "
Xiao Yue frowned, "My father once told me that the tourmaline hairpin is not only related to the Xiao family's business, but also the future of the Xiao family.
He muttered that the real owner of this thing could lead the Xiao family to become stronger.
But... Uncle Bo, how do you know these things?"
Liu Bo is an old servant of the Xiao family, but he is not valued by his father and only sweeps the floor in the Xiao family. Otherwise, Xiao Le would not have kept him.
Liu Bo shook his head and said, "Master is worried that something unexpected might happen one day, so he deliberately makes me do these unimportant chores.
On the day the master died, a black light suddenly appeared in the room, and I knew that there must be something wrong with the tourmaline hairpin.
It is better to seal the tourmaline hairpin now to avoid any more accidents."
Xiao Yue nodded and prepared to use gold ore to seal the tourmaline hairpin in Xiao Qilong's spirit tablet again.
"Qian Shuang, I still need the help of your Dan Fire to melt the gold and seal the tourmaline hairpin."
Qin Qianning nodded, "No problem."
She used her fire spiritual power, and Dan fire jumped and appeared on her fingers.
Xiao Yue took out a long piece of gold and covered the bottom of the spirit tablet, waiting for the temperature to rise and melt into one to seal it.
But unexpectedly, as soon as the lid was put on, the spirit tablet began to tremble violently, and with a clang, the gold pieces fell to the ground.
The tourmaline hairpin twisted in the box, making crisp clash sounds.