Chapter 347

Yunhao put the mailbox at the door. It looks like a vase specially placed at the door. Maybe he can buy a pot of flowers to put on the mailbox.

Although the meatball said that this mailbox is a very precious thing for the cloud family, because Yun Hao can't understand the value of this thing, he put it at will, and there's no need to worry about theft.

Who would run to someone's house and steal a mailbox?

Later, Yunhao put the iron and jade things he brought back from Yunjia village on the wooden shelves. If you don't look at them carefully, they are more or less antique.

Finally, Yun Hao opened the leather case and took out the bronze tripod with holes on all sides. He took out the magnifying glass and turned on the desk lamp on the counter and began to ponder carefully.

At the beginning, his father also liked it and wanted to buy it, but Wang Jiantao finally bought it. What did his father like about it and then he wanted to buy it?

According to Wang Jiantao, when he saw that his father wanted to buy this thing, he made the top price regardless of everything, and finally pushed the price to more than one million yuan.

The one million at that time was no more than the one million now. More than 20 years ago, the one million should have the same purchasing power as the ten million now.

Wang Jiantao thought it was a treasure after spending 10 million yuan to buy it, but he didn't expect that it was not worth much money at all. Now if he wants to sell it, it is estimated that it will be tens of thousands of yuan, and someone has to be interested in this strange thing, otherwise no one else will accept it.

During the observation, Yun Hao's fingers accidentally cut a hole on the bronze tripod.

"Hiss..." Yun Hao took a cold breath.

He didn't expect that there was such a sharp place on the bronze tripod, which was scratched by the rusty bronze ware. Maybe he had to get an injection of tetanus. Otherwise, if he was infected with some germs, it would be terrible.

Yunhao quickly pinched his injured finger with his hand and wanted to wipe the blood with a paper towel. But at this time, a drop of blood had slipped from Yunhao's fingertip and dropped on the bronze ware.

At the moment when the blood bead on Yunhao's fingertip splashed on the bronze ware, a Yingying light suddenly came out of the bronze ware.

"What is this?" Zhou Mie, who was reading a book, was shocked by the light. He seemed to be afraid of the light and hid behind the sofa subconsciously.

Yunhao was also a little stunned. The light from the bronze tripod didn't make him react. Then he saw that the light came out of the bronze ware. After circling around Yunhao, he suddenly thought that Yunhao had put it on the drawing from the ancestral home in the drawer of the counter.

"What on earth is this?" Yunhao some doubt will draw out the drawing in the drawer.

At the moment when his hand touched the drawing, some noisy sounds appeared in Yunhao's mind, and the white light also melted into Yunhao's body from the drawing.

"Mountains and rivers, country..."

"Guard..."

"Keeping the balance of the world..."

"It's not enough to be a cloud family..."

With these miscellaneous sounds, the picture on the drawing is also changing rapidly. Originally, it was just some miscellaneous lines. It looks like a map. But after the white light is integrated into the drawing, some fuzzy lines gradually become clear, and can also vaguely see part of the landscape.

On this drawing, there are some landscapes, and some cities that are not very clear, like mirages.

When the white light completely disappeared, the voice in Yunhao's mind also disappeared.

At this time, the change of the drawing has stopped. Yun Hao looked at the drawing in surprise and thought of Is this drawing longer?

At the beginning, when Yun Hao got the drawing, it was just a square scroll with a length of 50 cm and a width of 50 cm. But now the width is still so wide, but the length has changed significantly, nearly one meter long.

Moreover, the picture on the drawing becomes more and more clear, especially in the most central area of the drawing. It can be seen clearly that it is a mountain with winding water around the foot of the mountain. Next to it is a place that looks like a town. In the center of the town, there is a red dot, which is a very clear door pattern.

Although the picture on the drawing is very clear, Yun Hao still can't understand what it means. The only thing that can be determined is This drawing from the ancestral home is really not an ordinary thing.

It will be longer, and the picture on the drawing will change.

But why has it changed?

Yun Hao looked at the bronze tripod emitting white light just now. If his guess is correct, it was he who accidentally cut his finger and splashed the injured blood on the bronze tripod just now that white light came out of the bronze tripod.Is this bronze tripod, as long as it is splashed with blood, such an accident will happen, or is it only when it is stained with his blood that such a reaction will occur?

Yunhao reaches out his hand and wants to touch the bronze tripod. But the moment his hand touches the bronze tripod, the hard bronze tripod turns into vermilion powder and turns into a pool in Yunhao's hands.

"This..." Cloud Hao some surprised looking at the powder in the hand.

I wonder why it's like this.

At this time, Zhou Mie, who had been hiding behind the sofa, finally said, "don't toss about. If you are exposed to that kind of light again, I may not be able to hold on."

Yun Hao looked at Zhou Mie and found that his whole face and state were very bad. His face turned white and his whole body trembled. This trembling was not Zhou Mie's own, but his body's instinctive fear.

It's like a mouse seeing a cat. It's inborn restraint.

"What's the matter with you?" Yunhao asked

"I don't know. When the white light just came out, I felt shaking uncontrollably, even Even want to kneel down to that white light Zhou Mie said.

Does that white light have such power?

When Yunhao saw the white light just now, there was no other reaction except some strange sounds in his mind. Even Yunhao felt a trace of warmth. Those miscellaneous words were like the advice of elders in his ears. Although most of the time, he would feel bored, but when he didn't hear them for a long time, he didn't feel happy I miss you very much.

"You, are you ok? I won't do it. You stand up first." Yun Hao goes to Zhou Mie.

But Zhou Mie subconsciously stepped back a few steps.