"How are you, young lady? Are you satisfied?" The female boss enthusiastically praised you, "You look so beautiful in this mirror. I can't find another mirror like this in the world. I guarantee that if you look at it for a few more days, you will be beautiful." You look as beautiful as you look in the mirror!”
Shi Xin posed in front of the mirror and didn't hear the question at all. He just said, "You're lying to me, right? If that's the case, would you give me such a good treasure?"
"Of course! Who said this thing is destined for you?" The female boss pointed to the stall and said, "I only sell ten mirrors here every day. Ordinary people are not qualified to look in my mirror. The mirror has to tell me who I like. Who did I let take the photo?"
Shi Xin caressed the mirror obsessively: "Tell me, how much does it cost to sell me such a good thing."
The female boss cheerfully took out a pen and paper: "No money! Just tell me the name of the game!"
Shi Xin wrote the three words "Xin Qiji" without hesitation.
"Then I'll take it away?"
"Hey! Take it and take a picture!"
She just held the mirror and walked up the mountain. After about a hundred meters, she broke it with a "click" and pulled out a round stone as thin as a cicada's wing from the interlayer of the mirror.
Siming Eye·Seeking Knowledge: Beauty Leng, I don’t know which daughter of the North Sea Dragon King admired the Holy Son of the First Age to no avail. She was extremely sad and cried all night long next to the Zhenshan Stone on the bottom of the North Sea. The Zhenshan Stone has been smelted by underground mountain fires all year round and absorbed. The daughter of the Dragon King of the North Sea, who practices the inner method of the Holy Son of the First Age, sheds her tears and gradually twists into a portrait of an unlovable beauty. Anyone who has seen the beauty will be uncontrollably fond of her.
After Shi Xin repeatedly confirmed that it was not the mirror's fault, he casually crushed the trash into pieces.
This stone is indeed useful, but it has little effect on her. Either it is because of the evil spirit that cannot affect her too deeply, or the Three Mountains Art on her body is acting as a shield, and it is most likely due to the Three Mountains Art. Her just now My arm hurts like a chainsaw.
There was also something wrong with the paper and pen given by the female boss. She originally wanted to write her name casually, but as soon as she held the pen, there was a strong psychological suggestion that prevented her from writing it wrong. It felt like being stamped with the thought that water is highly poisonous, forcing her to She had to write a vest to deal with it.
What is the purpose of looking in the mirror? Is the important part of this process looking in the mirror or writing your name?
If you are simply writing your name, it proves that you are here to make a cliche. If you are looking in the mirror...
There are just a lot more of the same mirror stalls on the street. Any young woman who doesn't join hands with the opposite sex will be stopped by the boss and given a mirror as a gift. The higher you go, the more people hold the mirror. Even the temple is dedicated to Wu Sheng Lao Mu. They are all women.
Shi Xin is out of tune with the worshipers.
She heard the woman who was kneeling and kowtow say, asking Wusheng Old Mother to protect her to fulfill her reproductive instinct and inherit the excellent genes in her body, and also ask Wusheng Old Mother to give her a man with the same qualifications for reproduction. No matter who is good, Wusheng will listen to everything. My mother arranged it.
The abbot of the Taoist temple was collecting incense money, walking among all kinds of women, and finally stopped at Shi Xin.
"Old mother without life, my hometown is empty." The abbot flicked his fly whisk respectfully, "If a good believer comes here, why don't you worship old mother?"
"I have nothing to ask for, so why should I pray?" Shi Xin said, "I have no intention of having children for the time being, I just want to find someone."
The abbot was an old Taoist with gray hair. After hearing this, he asked the Taoist nun next to him for a mirror: "Whether you want to think or not is just a matter of a thought. Why don't believers look at this mirror before making a decision?"
Shi Xin took the mirror, opened it, took out the Beauty Edge, and crushed both items into pieces.
Then she looked at the old Taoist's stunned expression and asked, "Isn't the abbot curious about who I'm here to see?"
Abbot: "Who?"
"Tang Qianfeng." Shi Xin let go of his hand and let the powder in his palm fly away, "I know he is here, so don't make all these twists and turns with me anymore. Go tell him that my patience has been exhausted and I won't come to see him again." Me, I’m going to find Tang Hengchuan.”
"It seems that Hengchuan hasn't offended you completely yet, and he can actually become one of your options..."
Tang Qianfeng appeared quietly behind him. What Shi Xin turned around to see was his sad and confused look. Despite taking good care of himself, fine lines still crawled into the corners of his eyes. He was probably around forty years old. Unlike Shi Wangjin's rough appearance, he was mature and elegant. , like the kind of person who was born to sit in a teapot and recite poems and compose poems.
The abbot saluted and left one after another with the Taoist nun.
"It's not a question of whether to choose Tang Hengchuan or not, but it seems that all of you in the Tang family have made one mistake." Shi Xin looked at him coldly, "If you want to be arrogant, you must be arrogant to the end, and you must learn to bend when asking others. , but I think you are also very smart. You are not more polite than anyone else, but more serious than whoever offends me."
Tang Qianfeng had nothing to say and made a gesture of invitation.
The two met in the gym. The first thing they did after meeting was to leave the gym, but they didn't go far and sat down in a secluded tea shop.
"Lord Shi's words are wrong. Why should we offend you? In other words, what do you have to offend us?" He cleaned the tea set, "Behind you is the Faceless Lord, and behind me is Big Cry. In the final analysis, Lingshan is just doing things for the master behind him, and he can't help himself."
When Shi Xin listened to his self-destruction, he was a little stunned for a moment.
There is a ghost behind every organization. After all, the Tang family is also a big organization. Just look at the old house dedicated to Lu and Shu, and the famous Jade Emperor Mountain is a place of worship for Mother Wusheng. It is not difficult to guess who the ghost is. .
But Tang Qianfeng said that he directly took orders from Dacrying Mountain and could control a master figure. It can be seen that the relationship between the Tang family and Dacrying Mountain is not cooperation, but one party's submission to the other. From this, it can be inferred that the Tang family has the most say The Presbyterian Church is also the one who cried loudly in Lingshan.
In other words, the Tang family was supported by the people of Dacryling Mountain more than 700 years ago.
Tang Qianfeng said bluntly: "Perhaps Lord Shi will think that everyone is eyeing the fat meat of evil animal breeding now, including the few incompetent boys in the family, who are also trying their best to get a piece of the pie... But for me, this Things are not important, and I want to remind you, Time Lord..."
A cup of tea is placed in front of you. The tea has a refreshing aroma with a hint of mint.
He said firmly: "In the face of interests, even if the Faceless Lord is optimistic about you, you are just an ordinary person working for Him. Without you, someone else will take over. As long as all your resources are transferred to The other person is dispensable to you.”
Shi Xin had always been worried that her identity was not good enough, but at this moment, she was relieved.
"What do you want to say?"
"The empress said that you should give birth to a child for her." Tang Qianfeng took a sip of tea. "This way she can ensure that you continue to be the Lord of the Time. Otherwise, no matter what happens next, she will not care about it anymore."
