I remembered the look in Gu Zechuan's eyes when he pushed me away. His fingers unconsciously reached into his pocket and touched a cold, hard object.
When I pulled it out, it turned out to be a silver mirror!
As soon as I got it in my hand, I knew that this mirror was old. It had an ancient and heavy atmosphere, which was the same as the ancient silver jewelry passed down to me by my grandmother.
One side of the mirror is decorated with antique hollow carvings of butterflies and maple trees, which are obviously related to Miao territory.
In the legend of the Miao people, the wind produced fog and clouds, and the clouds produced rain. When the rain fell on the earth, maple trees grew. In the heart of the tree, a mother butterfly was born, who in turn hatched Jiang Yang, the ancestor of mankind. As well as the twelve ancestral gods of the Miao family such as the elephant, centipede, Dragon King, Thunder God, sheep, snake, lynx, ox, tiger, dog, and chicken.
Therefore, when I saw this lifelike maple tree and butterfly, I knew that this thing came from the Miao border.
I'm very curious, why did Gu Zechuan stuff an ancient Miao mirror into me?
Ever since I got the mirror, I have been holding it back and only dare to look at the back of the mirror.
It is said that ancient mirrors do not reflect modern people. Generally speaking, antique mirrors of this type should not reflect people's faces.
Just like the bronze mirrors in museums, most of them show people from the back, and they rarely face people's faces.
The mirror is inherently shady, and because of its age, it may be possible to identify which "good brother" lives in it. If you are accidentally photographed, you may be possessed, lose your soul, or even be followed by the "good brother".
I slapped the mirror on the table, and with my pen dipped in cinnabar, I drew a sealing spell on the back of the mirror.
Don't worry about what monsters and monsters are inside, seal it first.
I handled the silver mirror carefully to make sure nothing would happen, then I raised the mirror and turned it sideways to the white wall in front of me.
This angle was quite tricky. I could see the picture in the mirror without letting the mirror shine on my face. After staring carefully for a long time, I suddenly saw a face flashing in the mirror.
A blue cloth hat, a plump but fine-lined face, and a small mole dotted on the tip of his nose.
Grandma? !
My eyes widened and I pulled at the silver mirror frantically, wishing I could get into the mirror and meet my grandma.
I'm sure it wasn't an illusion just now. Could it be that this is what Gu Zechuan said about meeting grandma?
I held the mirror in both hands and thought about it carefully. It was really possible!
Mirrors can connect to places we cannot see, and can even see the underworld. It is not unusual to see the ghost of grandma.
My mind was filled with the flash of my grandma's face. After a long time, my hot eyes finally cooled down, and I understood the function of this bronze mirror - it was a communicator.
It's like a single-line connected mobile phone that allows my grandma and I to see each other in the mirror.
There will be a second time for this scene. I believe that I will see my grandma again soon, but... there is no free lunch in the world, and Gu Zechuan will definitely put forward conditions.
I wrapped the mirror with red cloth, and after thinking about it, I decided not to be petty. I had to tell Jiang Lanyue about this.
I opened the door suddenly and almost bumped into the black shadow in front of me. Jiang Lanyue stood outside my door for who knows how long.
As soon as he saw me, he noticed the silver mirror in my hand.
"What is this?" he asked with a frosty face.
I told him everything about the mirror.
The more he listened, the uglier his face became.
"Gu Zechuan came prepared. I'm afraid your divorce will not go so smoothly."
As he spoke, he seemed to think of the scene of me and Gu Zechuan hugging each other, and his face felt like a jar of eternal jealousy had been spilled: "Of course, if you like him and don't want to break off the engagement, that's your freedom."
I smelled the sour smell in the air and said with a pretentious smile: "I originally thought he was a ghost, but I didn't expect him to be a living person, quite young..."
"But he used you to block the knife." Jiang Lanyue said casually.
This guy knows how to touch people's hearts.
I wasn't annoyed or angry, and I pretended to be a nymphomaniac without caring: "It seems... I'm quite special in his eyes. Why do you think he uses me to block the knife instead of using others to block the knife? I am in his eyes." In my heart, I am different from others after all.”
Jiang Lanyue's pupils suddenly dilated, and she was shocked but also showed strong incomprehension, as if she was looking at a fool.
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Jiang Lanyue cracked her finger joints, and the dangerous aura kept getting closer.
"I know..." I pursed my lips and smiled teasingly.
To be honest, I quite like teasing him. Who makes him so aloof? His whole person exudes coldness and alienation.
Only by making him angry can I feel that he is a soul with flesh and blood and emotions.
I was playing my little tricks to my heart's content, and the next second, a cold big hand pinched my chin.
"There are millions of men in the world, are you sure you want to find a piece of trash to fuck yourself with?" Jiang Lanyue's rough thin cocoon cut my delicate skin, and I groaned in pain.
"Well……"
Jiang Lanyue's eyes were red, and even through a layer of blur, I could clearly see that his black and white eyes were gradually suffused with blood.
I don’t know why, but the way he looks now scares me even more than when he went crazy on the ancient stage.
"Jiang Lanyue...you hurt me..." My nose and eyes wrinkled up in pain.
Normally, when Jiang Lanyue heard me acting coquettishly, she would definitely let go of her hand.
But this time, he ignored me, but raised my chin extremely seriously, forcing me to look directly into his eyes.
"I ask you again, do you insist on finding a piece of trash to fuck yourself with?" He asked one word at a time, his eyes so terrifying that he seemed to want to eat me alive.
"Do you care?" I asked bravely despite my anger.
"I'm interested!" Jiang Lanyue admitted unabashedly.
This was almost impossible before. I think... maybe what happened today really stimulated him!
I looked into his eyes quietly and said softly: "If the person beside me is not you, then...even if he is Gu Zechuan or Zhang Zechuan, what does it matter? It's just make do."
I directly pierced the window paper and looked at him expectantly.
Jiang Lanyue was obviously moved, and the coldness in her eyes disappeared, full of deep affection that I had never seen before.
But in the next second, he was forcibly strangled.
"You know the origin of my name." He didn't reject me directly, but it was so tactful that it was more uncomfortable than a knife.
I would rather he say directly: Wen Xin, I don't like you, you are not my type.
It's better than... reminding me of the origin of his name.
"Understood!" I said nonchalantly, maintaining my last dignity.
Jiang Lanyue has feelings for me, but he still can't let go of the past. Sure enough... no one can compare to the white moonlight in a man's heart.
"I just don't want to see you trapped in the past." I said more: "People should look forward."
Jiang Lanyue ignored me, and I knew he wouldn't listen at all.
That’s all, you can only understand this kind of thing by yourself. It won’t help if others talk about it from their heart and soul.
The atmosphere was tense. In order to ease the embarrassment, I changed the subject and said, "By the way, did you have something to do with me just now?"
Jiang Lanyue was silent for a moment, then spoke to me in a low voice: "I came to you just now to tell you that I was not the one who killed the Black Snake King."
