Zan Xing (The Hairpin Star)

Chapter 3 : Yu (1)

The bead entered the body, like a puff of smoke, leaving nothing behind.

Zan Xing reached out and touched her chest, feeling a small area of ​ ​ warmth at the heart, like a stove being heated in winter, but not uncomfortable.

This was probably the treasure recognizing its master.

In all the cultivation novels she had read, the protagonist drips a drop of blood onto the treasure, and the treasure immediately awakens its wisdom and recognizes its master and then forming an unbreakable bond. It would then become as loyal as the most devoted lover, opening the door to a new world alongside the protagonist.

This bead was the same.

But right now, the most important thing was how to leave here.

In the original story, after the hero obtained the Xiao Yuan Pearl, he practiced underwater. After all, it was an old story that she read a few years ago. Zan Xing had read dozens of fairy tales since then, and had long forgotten most of the plot, let alone this kind of detailed description. In short, the hero was as fierce as a tiger, and a flash of inspiration and a thought led him to level up three times. It seemed that he had found a way out.

But now... Zan Xing looked at her hands, and it seemed that there was no difference except for the bead on her chest that would heat up.

She tried to put her hands on the wall of the cave, and concentrated her qi into her dantian. She slapped the wall with her palm.

Two tiny grains of sand fell from the wall of the cave. Zan Xing cried out in pain, looking at her palms that instantly turned red, and felt that she had thought too simply.

Novels were really all lies, and this effort would not work.

She stood up and was quiet for a while, and felt that there seemed to be a slight cool breeze coming from somewhere in front.

There were wind?

The only light in this cave was above the head, and there were cave walls on all sides. Where did the wind come from?

Zan Xing stopped for a while, not knowing whether it was because of the Xiao Yuan Pearl, she felt that the wind was gradually becoming more obvious, as if it was connected into a long line. As long as she followed the line, she could find the end of the line.

She stood up and slowly moved towards the direction of the wind line. She didn't know how long she had walked, and just when she thought that this darkness would never end, a little light suddenly appeared in front of her. Unlike the faint and distant light above her head, this light was accompanied by the sound of water.

A crack appeared on the wall of the cave not far away. The crack was only a flat line, just enough for one person to pass through. Zan Xing hesitated for a moment and walked forward. She did not rush out first, but just stuck to the crack and looked out of the crack.

There was an endless curtain of water, and the sound of a waterfall splashing into the water came from above her head. Looking up, she could vaguely see the shadow of the mountain. Zan Xing was delighted, and she didn't care about the unscientific concept that water would not flow through the cracks in the rocks.

She only understood one thing in her heart. There was a stream outside. As long as she got out from here and swam up, she would reach the shore.