The Adventure of the Oil Gallstone

The Adventure of the Oil Gallstone – Eternal Friendship

On a sunny morning, Dao stepped through a door leading to the unknown and entered a world filled with magic—a magical realm. The air here was infused with the fragrance of flowers and grass, and sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting dappled light and shadows. The silence was profound, broken only by the sound of the wind brushing past. Dao felt a tinge of unfamiliarity.

As she scanned her surroundings, she suddenly caught sight of a figure. It was Douya, standing at the edge of a quiet forest. Her silhouette was bathed in a soft glow, her form both refined and mysterious. Douya was focused on arranging a vine, her delicate fingers gently touching each leaf as if whispering secrets to the earth.

Dao stopped in her tracks, quietly observing her. For some reason, she felt a nervous tension rising within her. She cautiously took a step forward, each step so light it could barely be heard, yet her heartbeat grew faster with every step closer. Finally, when she was close enough to see Douya’s face, Douya raised her head, her eyes carrying a questioning look.

They froze in place, awkwardly staring at each other, neither speaking. The air was filled with an indescribable tension.

“Ah!” Suddenly, Dao let out a scream, jumping up in fright. “What is that?!” She looked down and found her foot had been jabbed by something hard, leaving her wincing in pain.

Douya was startled by Dao’s cry, and the vine in her hands slipped to the ground. She paused, then looked at Dao’s flustered expression and couldn’t help but laugh. Seeing Douya laugh, Dao felt a bit embarrassed herself and burst into laughter as well.

After laughing to their hearts’ content, Dao bent down and picked up the object that had jabbed her foot. It was a uniquely shaped stone, translucent and covered in intricate patterns, as though it had been sculpted by the combined forces of earth and time. It emitted a faint, gentle glow, warm to the touch, and seemed to harbor an unfathomable power.

“This is… the Oil Gallstone,” Douya said softly, gazing at the stone. “It’s a magic stone.”

The two carefully examined the stone.

As they stood there, uncertain what to do, Empress Xi suddenly appeared beside them. She gently stroked Dao’s hair, her voice as soft and comforting as a spring breeze. “Silly child, this isn’t just any ordinary stone. It is a token of fate, marking the moment you and Douya met. It holds not only the power of nature and time but also the eternal bond of your friendship.”

Listening to Empress Xi’s words, Dao suddenly understood.

She picked up a few flexible vines and carefully wrapped them around the stone that symbolized their friendship.

Thus, this emblem of their bond was born.

The black cat waved her magic wand and said, “Our story has only just begun.”

This necklace, made from an ancient stone, symbolizes eternity and the infinite potential of inner strength. Empress Xi will ensure it reaches its rightful owner, continuing its journey…