Chapter 845

Chi Jiao is so smart that she can guess what she wants to say just by looking at Pei Yao's expression: "sister Pei Yao, beitanglie's arm is cracked. I'm afraid there are many inconveniences in the hospital alone. If you are free, elder sister, why don't you help me go to the hospital to see him?"

Pei Yao listened to this word suddenly came to spirit, can't stop repeatedly nodded: "good, then I'll go now."

Seeing Pei Yao's anxious face, Chi Jiao shakes her head helplessly.

Pei Yao is so funny to laugh at her?

In fact, they are both the same.

Chi Jiao thought, took back her eyes on the mobile phone, and put her attention on the black box in front of her.

The exquisite black box is made of nature. It seems to be made of black crystal. I can't see how to open it.

Chi Jiao plays with the black box and can't figure out how to open it.

Just as she couldn't think of it, suddenly, a careless, sharp edge suddenly cut her finger.

Chi Jiao exclaimed, and a smear of blood penetrated through her fingertips.

However, let Chi Jiao didn't expect is, this bloodstain is actually infiltrated into the black box, let her find the black box has this thin as spider silk opening.

Moreover, there is a strong spiritual seal on the black box.

Chi Jiao's mind moves, and her mental strength bumps into the black box.

With a click, the seal was untied and the black box opened, revealing two of them.

A blood red crystal stone pendant and a parchment book are popular.

Staring at the red crystal pendant, Chi Jiao looks at it and feels the strange smell on it.

This breath makes Chi Jiao feel very familiar. She always feels that the crystal and the heart of life seem to have some similarities, but there are some differences.

Chi Jiao can't describe the complex feeling rising in her heart. She finally focuses on the plain sheepskin book.

Chi Jiao had a rough look and found that the yellowing sheepskin book had a history of hundreds of years. The whole book was made of lamb's sheepskin, and the bookbinding was made of extremely delicate gold thread, which was wrapped round and round again, revealing the breath of ancient simplicity.

Hand carefully in this book brush, Chi Jiao don't know why, can from this book, feel very familiar, make her rely on the breath.

This kind of feeling appears inexplicable, late Jiao ghost makes a difference of, opened that book.

There is a signature on the first page of the book.

The woman's beautiful brush writing, wrote "white Wanxi" three words.

Seeing words is like seeing people. Just looking at these three words, Chi Jiao can guess that this woman named Bai Wanxi must be a rare gentle beauty.

Think of here, Chi Jiao opened the book, read the first page, found that it is Bai Wanxi's diary.

Just when Chi Jiao is going to find out, a mysterious power suddenly comes, like a whirlpool, sucking her in.

Didn't even react to come over what happened in the end, late Jiao instantly lost consciousness, in front of a black.

Then, a strange but reassuring call suddenly rang out in her ears. Chi Jiao's eyes flashed. When she saw it clearly, she found that she had come to a strange place.

At this time, Chi Jiaozheng kneels on the cushion, facing the ranking of her ancestors, and seems to be thinking about the past.

"Jiaojiao, I'm talking to you. Why don't you talk to me?" The gentle cry sounds again in Chi Jiao's ear.