What martial arts skills, what eternal youthful beauty techniques? All of them were nothing in this wave of pain. Grandpa even said this was a Zhao family heirloom. Could such a life-threatening heirloom exist? That's unbelievable, isn't it?
Waves of pain continued to come, Zhou Yuanyuan clenched her teeth, and tasted a taste of rust in her mouth. Her whole body felt like she had just been pulled out of the water, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
Zhou Yuanyuan let go of her thoughts, not wanting to think about anything, unable to think. The waves of pain were like purgatory, layer upon layer, wave after wave. Zhou Yuanyuan no longer felt anything but pain. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream, but she just stood there like a puppet, unable to move.
It wasn't known how long it took for the pain to gradually subside. Zhou Yuanyuan waited for a long time, but the next wave of pain never arrived. Suddenly, a flash of clarity flashed through her head, which had been numb from the pain. Like a shooting star flashing through the darkness, or like a sharp blade wielding back the curtain of darkness, a strange scene appeared in Zhou Yuanyuan's mind: blue sky, blue sea, and a rainbow like a bridge, one end sinking into the seabed, the other connecting to the sky.
After the rainbow appeared, Zhou Yuanyuan felt a chill on her forehead. If Zhao Qingshan had opened his eyes at that moment, he would have seen a milky white gas as thick as a chopstick slowly exhaled from the white jade, flowing along her skin and into Zhou Yuanyuan's brain.
The milky white gas slowly came from the sky along the Rainbow Bridge and gradually sank into the depths of the blue sea.
Zhou Yuanyuan felt as if she was soaking in warm water. All the pores in her body opened up, and the comfortable feeling circulated from head to toe and from toe to head several times.
What kind of feeling is this! Zhou Yuanyuan felt indescribably comfortable and relaxed, and her soul trembled with pleasure.
Every pore of Zhou Yuanyuan was open, and the impurities in her body were pouring out along with her sweat. Soon, Zhou Yuanyuan's whole body was covered with a thick layer of black dirt.
The milky white breath lasted for about five seconds. After the white jade "exhaled" all the air, it turned a light green and fell to the ground with a "thump".
The sound of the white jade falling to the ground woke up Zhou Yuanyuan and Zhao Qingshan.
Zhou Yuanyuan opened her eyes and felt refreshed, her whole body brimming with energy. At that moment, she even felt like she could fight a tiger if it came to her.
Zhou Yuanyuan's hair, originally a bit yellow and only reaching her ears, now reached below her shoulders, radiating a soft, dark sheen. The sludge expelled from her body through her pores had smeared her face with a black, smudged mess. Beneath the sludge lay a pair of eyes, glittering like stars, dazzling the gaze.
"Xiaojiu, what happened?" Zhao Qingshan was shocked. The Zhao family's wooden box had been passed down for hundreds of years, and even Zhao Qingshan didn't know what was inside. If Grandpa Zhao hadn't explained many things to Zhao Qingshan when the wooden box was passed to him, Zhao Qingshan would have been terrified by what he saw.
Isn’t it? The box that opens automatically, the flying white jade, Zhou Yuanyuan transformed into a little clay figurine—these scenes are all bizarre and strange.
"Grandpa, I'm fine." Zhou Yuanyuan didn't want to make Zhao Qingshan worry, so she quickly answered.
Zhou Yuanyuan stretched, her bones crackling. The layer of dirt on her body peeled off piece by piece like eggshells.
Soon, all the dirt fell off, revealing Zhou Yuanyuan. The skin on Zhou Yuanyuan's face was like a freshly peeled egg, tender and smooth, and just looking at it made people feel that it was so tender that you could squeeze water out of it.
Zhao Qingshan almost didn't recognize Zhou Yuanyuan. Zhou Zhixin and Zhao Yunxiang were both good-looking, a perfect match for a handsome man and a beautiful woman. Zhou Jiasheng looked exactly like Zhou Zhixin, a sunny and handsome boy too.
Compared to her parents and brother, Zhou Yuanyuan's appearance was rather ordinary. It could be said that in the past, Zhou Yuanyuan could only be considered a cute little girl, not a beautiful one.
Zhou Yuanyuan's facial features are all very beautiful when viewed separately: almond eyes, diamond-shaped lips, willow-shaped eyebrows... However, with such facial features paired with a round apple face with baby fat, her appearance can only be considered above average.
Zhou Yuanyuan's face has lost its baby fat, transforming into an oval. Her eyes and nose remain the same, though subtle adjustments have been made. For example, her almond-shaped eyes are slightly larger, and her nose is a touch straighter. These subtle changes have made her look the same, yet her appearance has taken a step up in beauty.
Zhao Qingshan was completely stunned by this fantastic scene. If he hadn't been standing guard, he would have thought his granddaughter had been transformed. His daughter, Zhao Yunxiang, was already a beauty, but Zhou Yuanyuan was even more beautiful than her mother, Zhao Yunxiang.
"Little Nine, grandpa wants to hide you now!" Zhao Qingshan sighed, and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back. It's not a good thing for a girl to be too beautiful. Zhao Qingshan has seen this happen many times. However, his little nine should be different.
His little girl was very beautiful before, and now she is even more dazzling. It’s a bargain for the boy from the Wen family!
Zhao Qingshan felt an indescribable melancholy deep in his heart. He didn't know why he felt so sad. Perhaps it was because the Zhao family's "heirloom" had been found, or perhaps Zhou Yuanyuan's change reminded Zhao Qingshan of his deceased daughter-in-law... That's all. This hot potato had finally been handed over. The future of the Zhao family depended on Xiaojiu.
Zhao Qingshan stood outside the room and closed the door. He had already heard the sound of Wen Ziqing and the others returning.
Grandpa once told me that the inheritance of Zhao family martial arts requires a lot of time to integrate. Zhao Qingshan didn’t know whether what Zhou Yuanyuan did just now could be considered as integration. However, before Zhou Yuanyuan walked out of the room, he decided to go outside the door to "protect" her!
Watching Zhao Qingshan's back as he strode out, Zhou Yuanyuan's lips curled into a smile. Zhao Qingshan could hear Wen Ziqing and the others returning, so how could Zhou Yuanyuan not see them? Wen Ziqing and his group had already walked to within ten meters of the gate, several of them clutching at least one pheasant. It looked like this hunt had yielded a bountiful harvest! Their entire family would surely have a prosperous year!
Zhou Yuanyuan in the room also smiled.
Huh? Why is my uncle Zhao Guohui missing?
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