I stared at this magical bead. I didn't dare to touch it with my hands, for fear that if I touched it, it would come to life and turn into a bloody mouth and bite off my hand.
I had an idea, took my cane, and carefully fiddled with the beads with the thin end.
To my disappointment, the bead didn't react at all. It was just like an ordinary glass bead.
I frowned and looked around, hey, there was a pair of white gloves on the cupboard next to the door.
I put on my gloves and fiddled with the beads back and forth on the soft mattress.
Still no response.
Isn't it like in those vulgar novels that this bead requires me to prick out my own blood and drip it on it to activate it?
I looked at my fingers and shook my head, reluctant to give up.
I may have given up on confessing the Lord by shedding blood, it was too painful.
But after much thought, I couldn't come up with a solution.
What about soaking in water?
Forget it, there is no water around here, and even if there is, I am too lazy to look for it.
I gave up.
I took off my gloves and pinched the beads directly with my hands.
Well, the feel is nothing special, just like ordinary beads.
What the hell is this?
It seems that if you want to know its origin, you can only go to Black Pearl to find Jack Sparrow.
I was still a little unwilling and wanted to make a final effort. I looked at the cane.
Well, yes, there is a lot of metal in the handshake, so it should be very strong.
Come on then! This broken bead is of no use to me anyway, and it might even bring danger to me.
That's right! I'm going to use the thick end of the cane to smash it!
"When an egg hits a stone, the fun is to come!" I chanted a mysterious spell, aimed at the beads, and swung the heavy cane down with the sound of the whistling wind!
"puff!"
The beads sank into the mattress in response.
I was really stupid. I should have put it on the ground and smashed it. The bed was too soft.
However, I looked at the thick carpet on the floor and shook my head, it probably wouldn't work on the floor either.
Hey! Yes! The window sill is made of marble.
hehe!
I excitedly placed the beads on the marble windowsill, raised my cane high, and then swung it down hard.
I don't know if it's an illusion. The moment I waved my cane, I seemed to see the beads move, as if they were rolling to one side.
But I ignored it, maybe because the window sill was uneven?
This time, of course, it came to nothing.
But then I came a second time.
My pupils shrank suddenly!
Appeared again!
I saw that terrifying pupil appeared on the bead again!
But this time, it felt heavy and heavy, and I used all my strength.
Sure enough, the bead couldn't resist it, and several cracks appeared.
A black smoke spurted out from the bead. It was floating in the air like a substance. It looked like a ghost in a movie.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological factor or something else, but I suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and my consciousness suddenly became trance-like. My body didn’t seem to be my own, but I suddenly thought that this body was not my own in the first place. I don’t care about this for now, anyway, I am.
Unable to move.
Here, the black smoke suddenly shrank and shot towards my forehead like a sharp arrow. I was shocked, was it trying to get into my brain?
Seize the body? I suddenly thought of a common word in novels, right? I really can't last one episode? It's ridiculous, I thought I was the protagonist!
"Bang!"
It was obviously without substance, but I just felt my head was shaken. The arrow made of black smoke did not penetrate into my head as I imagined, but it was like a sharp arrow hitting a hard stone, and was hit hard.
It popped open.
My eyes were filled with stars, and I even lost control of my body.
The arrow formed by the black smoke was also scattered, but immediately regrouped and hit my forehead again.
If I hadn't been unable to scream, I would have called for help.
It’s a pity that at this time, it’s really like “no one will come to save me even if I cry to the sky, no one will come to save me even if I cry to the earth.” Anyway, the broken throat didn’t come, and neither did Hubby. No one came to save me.
.I am desperate.
It's just that it seems like God is playing tricks on me on purpose.
The black smoke failed again. After it hit my forehead, it was bounced away again and scattered even more than the last time.
Hehe, I actually still have the heart to laugh.
I just watched it, like an indomitable warrior, keep trying on all parts of my body.
The black smoke was like a headless fly, flying around me but never stopping. It really looked like a fly.
The black smoke moved faster and faster, as if there was almost no time. It tried desperately to get into my body. But for some reason, it never succeeded.
Finally, the black smoke seemed to have discovered a new continent, and suddenly it got into my...
In the cane.
To be precise, it's the warm gem on the top of the cane. His posture is like a bereaved dog that has finally found its home.
As the black smoke entered the gem, its color changed from egg white to increasingly dense black. Finally, the entire gem became black and shiny, like black and shiny shoe polish.
Finally, with a flash of dazzling black light, everything fell silent.
Except for the black and thick top of the thing in my hand, it was the broken hollow glass-like remains on the window sill.
I also regained my ability to move.
I threw the cane far away.
If it weren't for the fact that my legs still refused to work, I would have escaped from the room long ago. But I carefully shrank my head and stared at the cane from a distance, but it didn't move at all.
It seemed as if everything was an illusion just now.
How could I possibly think everything was an illusion.
My head is still buzzing. I can't understand what just happened.
If I use my knowledge to understand it, then it turns out that there should be a ghost inside the bead. That's what I think. I broke its place of residence and it wanted to get into my mind.
Isn't this just taking possession of one's body?
This is a devil!
Fortunately, it seems that my head is not that hard, and it failed. However, after it failed to take over my body, it shamelessly took over my valuable walking stick. This made me how to pretend to go out...
…No, show your identity?
The key question now is, can I still want this cane?
Curiosity coupled with the mentality of sacrificing life rather than money made me slowly approach the cane on the ground. I was always ready to deal with emergencies and turned around to go out at any time.
It's close, but there's no response for now, so let me get closer.
Finally, I boldly picked up the cane.
"boom"
The moment my hand held the cane, the originally white but now pure black gemstone on the cane suddenly emitted a dark light, like a ball of black ink dripping in water, completely surrounding me.
My vision went dark and my mind was shaken.
A strange murmur sounded in my mind:
"Bold mortal, you dare to destroy my shelter. You are really impatient. I want you to feel the feeling of life being worse than death!"
I was frightened and asked in horror: "Who are you? Ah! What are you going to do to me?"
The devil-like voice laughed strangely: "Hmph! Ignorant human beings, before you become an idiot, remember a great name! Tremble in front of me! You will regret for offending me. I am