Chapter 797: Chapter 777: Is There a Little Black Room Here?
"That sounds like a really interesting hobby," Jimo Cheng smiled, "Shall we also go have a taste?"
Luo Qianqian shook her head in refusal, "We still have to eat something delicious tonight, we can’t just eat and eat."
Upon hearing this, Jimo Cheng also smiled helplessly. Crabs were still the most important, weren’t they?
Then he watched as Luo Qianqian mysteriously approached him, Jimo Cheng: "Senior brother, does Han Moxuan have a storage room for things that aren’t too valuable?"
"Yes." Jimo Cheng was startled, then nodded, "What do you want with the storage room?"
"To go on an adventure," Luo Qianqian said excitedly. "Maybe we’ll find some treasure."
Thinking of how Luo Qianqian had once found a scroll hidden among a pile of things containing Chengxin Tang paper, Jimo Cheng also nodded somewhat expectantly: "Okay." He then led Luo Qianqian out the door, to the room next door: "This is the storage room." Although it was his storage room.
Luo Qianqian’s face lit up with excitement, and she eagerly entered the storage room.
The storage room was neatly organized, not at all like a place for storing miscellaneous items, with boxes, cabinets, and bookshelves all orderly placed in the room.
Watching Luo Qianqian’s actions, Jimo Cheng couldn’t help but laugh out loud: "Go treasure hunting."
"Yo, off to adventure." The storage room wasn’t large, but it was enough for them to have fun before dinner.
Luo Qianqian opened a box near her, which was neatly stacked with calligraphy and paintings.
With a blank expression, she closed it, and opened the next box, and it was the same.
Confused, she opened a cabinet, only to find it filled with ink stones, brush washers, brush racks, and even paperweights...
She turned to Jimo Cheng with an innocent look: "Senior brother, everything here is so neatly arranged, it’s not adventurous at all..."
Jimo Cheng rubbed his head speechlessly. Was there really a complaint about it being too tidy?
He had no choice but to take Luo Qianqian out and head to Grandfather’s storage room, where there were more items, some of them quite valuable.
Luo Qianqian looked at the jade decorations gathering dust in the corner and wanted to cry without tears. Indeed, a family like this had a storage room unlike what she had envisioned!!!
"Senior brother, how about we go check out those semi-authentic curios?" Luo Qianqian suddenly suggested.
Jimo Cheng was startled and then nodded. He looked around Grandfather’s storage room, which was indeed messy, but everything he saw seemed quite valuable, items Grandfather and the eldest senior brother practiced with... and which would eventually be sold.
He sighed softly, also curious about what kind of storage room Luo Qianqian was talking about?
The two walked out, leisurely strolling the street where Luo Qianqian and Jimo Kong first met, completely calm and relaxed.
"Hey, senior brother, what does this shop do?" Luo Qianqian stood in front of an unassuming doorway, looking utterly baffled.
Jimo Cheng followed Luo Qianqian’s gaze but was also stunned. She had never noticed this store before. The door was pitch black, not looking like a popular shop at all. Many people passed by, yet nobody seemed to notice it.
Just like Jimo Cheng, Han Moxuan had visited dozens of times but had never noticed this shop before.
Luo Qianqian, however, seemed to be drawn to it and directly walked through the half-open door.
Jimo Cheng followed without any hesitation, but as he watched Luo Qianqian disappear in front of him, leaving only a pile of strange rocks, he was startled and exclaimed, "Jin Yue?"
But he received no response.
When Luo Qianqian entered the door, she too realized something was amiss. Ahead of her was not only a vast expanse of whiteness but also sensations of cold, heat, wind, sand, and even the smell of blood. What on earth had happened?
She immediately thought of finding Jimo Cheng, but discovered that Jimo Cheng was gone; there wasn’t even a door behind her, just a vast whiteness.
Luo Qianqian subconsciously closed her eyes and took two steps toward the direction of the door, but still didn’t come into contact with it, leaving her a bit stunned.
If it was her eyes deceiving her, then a change in perspective should solve it, right?
But closing her eyes proved useless as well. What did that imply? It implied that everything before her might be real...
Luo Qianqian hesitated and then spoke out, "Is anyone there?"
But there was no response, and even an echo came back: "Is anyone there... anyone there... there..."
Luo Qianqian felt like crying. What was she supposed to do now?
She tried taking a few steps forward but still didn’t feel any walls.
After a moment of hesitation, Luo Qianqian decided to continue onward, avoiding the areas with the smell of blood and the sandstorm, and stepped into the cold.
Next second, the vast whiteness turned into a world of ice and snow.
Luo Qianqian shivered on the spot and couldn’t help but curse under her breath, "Damn! What is this? I chose this side because I was scared of death, but why is it still so painful?"
Tears froze on her face before they could even fall.
Luo Qianqian paused for a moment, then tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Am I going to freeze to death?"
Thinking about why she had entered this place, Luo Qianqian resolutely took out two books and sat on them, fearful of freezing herself. Recalling the paths in the books, Luo Qianqian took deep breaths and slowly relaxed. Her spiritual power was significantly weakened in such a harsh environment. Soon, Luo Qianqian felt herself on the verge of fainting, her head splitting with pain and her body tormented to the point of being frozen solid, her consciousness blurring.
"Oh?" a voice exclaimed as Luo Qianqian was fainting. Shortly after, an old man appeared in front of Luo Qianqian’s stiff body, floating ethereally before her, shaking his head in resignation, "Such great fortune appears before you, and you don’t cherish it, freezing instead? ... Ah, why is it said that the physique of the new generation just isn’t what it used to be?" He patted Luo Qianqian a couple of times, squinted at the scene before him: "Spirit Gathering Array, well, this is also a fulfillment for this child."
As he spoke, the floating figure casually moved the books Luo Qianqian had been sitting on away from under her, muttering, "Such a waste of good resources! Using them as a seat cushion?"
Then, using the very book Luo Qianqian had been sitting on, he tapped her head and sighed exasperatedly: "Indeed, fools do have their own kind of luck."
In her daze, Luo Qianqian only felt as if she had come back to life, no longer feeling as uncomfortable as before, yet she could still feel the cold. She quickly engaged her spiritual power to channel energy inside her body following the route on the first page, slowly circling once, twice, three times...
