"No, I'm feeling a little unwell. I want to go back and rest early tonight." Ma Ling'er shook her head and rejected Xu Wu directly.
"Ah? Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why don't I take you to the hospital for a checkup?" Xu Wu's face changed slightly and he asked with concern.
"It's okay, I'll just rest for a while!" Ma Ling'er poured herself a cup of tea on the table, took a sip, and refused again.
"This is not possible. You are not feeling well. You must go to the hospital with me!" Xu Wu looked anxious and subconsciously reached out to touch Ma Ling'er's forehead. However, before he really got close, Ma Ling'er sidestepped away. .
At this time, Ma Ling'er's face showed a trace of anger, and she whispered: "I won't go if I don't want to go. Does it mean that my aunt is here and I have to give you a special report?"
"Uh...I didn't. You misunderstood, Ling'er, I'm just worried about your health!" Seeing Ma Ling'er angry, Xu Wu's face showed embarrassment and he hurriedly explained.
In response, Ma Ling'er ignored him and just said, "I'm in a bad mood today and don't want to talk to you."
After finishing speaking, Ma Ling'er turned her head to the side and stopped talking to Xu Wu.
"Uh, Ling'er, please listen to my explanation..." Xu Wu was anxious and wanted to touch Ma Ling'er with his right hand again, but the latter dodged it.
Just as Xu Wu was about to say something, he saw a strong coldness pouring out of Ma Linger's eyes. It frightened him.
Helpless, Xu Wu had no choice but to sit in his seat with an ugly expression and stop talking. He was afraid that he might accidentally anger Ma Linger.
You know, an angry Ma Ling'er is very scary and might be slapped to death by her. The stiff atmosphere between them lasted until the end of the birthday banquet.
After the banquet was over, all the guests, relatives and friends began to leave one after another. Ma Ling'er carried her satchel and walked towards home, while Xu Wu followed behind with a bitter look on his face. Every time he wanted to speak, he didn't know how to say it.
It wasn't until he watched Ma Ling'er arrive at the door of his house that he reluctantly left. After a while, Ma Linger finally returned to her home.
In the luxurious house, the lights suddenly brightened. Her father, Ma Tianzheng, was sitting cross-legged in the yard, meditating. On his legs was an awl with a silvery white luster.
This silver-white awl is exactly the silver coffin nail. Ma Tianzheng was wearing a loose brown sweater and trousers. His hair was slightly white, and his facial features were straight and angular. He looked very handsome, which was enough to tell that he must have been extremely handsome when he was young.
Sensing someone entering the hospital, Ma Tianzheng slowly opened his eyes. After seeing the person clearly, he smiled and said in a gentle voice: "Ling'er, is the birthday party over?"
"It's over, dad, what are you doing?" Ma Ling'er tilted her head and asked doubtfully. Ma Tianzheng did not answer the question in a hurry, but changed the topic and suddenly said: "I heard from your mother that you met a boy during your time in Dadong City?"
"Why do you ask that?" Ma Ling'er asked helplessly.
"Ling'er, you are not too young this year, and you have indeed reached the stage of talking about marriage. Logically speaking, as a member of our Ma family, you should not go out to marry someone with another surname. But what? , now is an era of freedom of love, and those old rules have long been outdated."
"In the past two days, I have discussed with your mother and support you in being with that boy."
"The coffin nails you brought back this time are of great significance to our Ma family. You did a good job!" Ma Tianzheng looked at Ma Ling'er and said with a look of relief.
"As for this Xu Wu, although he is a member of the Xu family, he is too weak in character and understanding. I don't agree with you being with him."
"Although the Xu family is good at making troubles, they have made contracts with certain mysteries since ancient times. In fact, I don't think highly of them." Ma Tianzheng stood up slowly and expressed his opinion.
"Dad, why do you even say that?"
"I have no impression of this Zhang Fan at all!" Ma Ling'er naturally knew who her father was, and the boy he was talking about was none other than Zhang Fan.
But she had no memory at all about Zhang Fan. Although she had read the chat messages with Zhang Fan and gradually understood that something was wrong, she still felt a sense of resistance in her heart.
Xu Wu and her have been childhood sweethearts since childhood and have a deep relationship. If nothing unexpected happens, they will get married in the future.
But the sudden appearance of Zhang Fan made her confused and confused. It's like, you have a childhood sweetheart boy who is about to get married after more than ten years together, but suddenly one day, your family tells you that your childhood sweetheart is not suitable for you, and when is another boy dating you? He wants you to marry him.
What do you think? Another boy you have no memory of at all, seems to appear in your life out of thin air.
Full of dissonance and conflict. Ma Ling'er had this mentality at this time.
"Mozheng... Mozheng!" Ma Tianzheng sighed after hearing this, and recited the word "Mozheng" in his mouth.
Ma Xiaocui talked to him a lot about Zhang Fan. If nothing else happens, Zhang Fan is most likely a disciple of Maoshan.
Last time Ma Xiaocui took a quick glance and sensed a hint of the power of Maoshan Taoism.
"You come with me..." Ma Tianzheng held the silver coffin nails in his left hand and waved to Ma Ling'er, asking her to follow him.
Seeing this scene, Ma Ling'er looked surprised, but she didn't say much and had to follow quickly. He continued deeper into the house, finally stopping in a dark and hidden corner.
Ma Tianzheng stretched out his hand on the cold wall, groping for a while, as if he had touched some mechanism, and then patted it with his hand. Then, a rusty iron door appeared from the wall.
Walking inside, a pungent musty smell hit your face. This is a little-known secret room. It was dark inside, without any light.
The space inside is not large, only the size of an ordinary bathroom. But right in front of the secret room, there is an oval mirror more than two meters high.
The mirror is covered with red cloth, making it impossible to see clearly what it looks like. Ma Tianzheng took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, walked forward solemnly, and pulled off the red cloth on the mirror.
The red cloth was pulled off, revealing the mirror behind it. I saw that the surface of this mirror was covered with cracks that looked like spider webs.
"Ling'er, come here and stand in front of the mirror!" Ma Tianzheng waved to Ma Ling'er to come over. Hearing this, Ma Ling'er took a deep breath and hurriedly approached and came to the mirror.
"My ancestor called me and told me everything. She approved that I use this mirror." Ma Tianzheng said seriously.
"Dad, what is this?" Ma Ling'er looked at the mirror in front of her and asked curiously.
"This is a...magic mirror that has been handed down since the Republic of China..."
"I don't know the specifics, but it has the function of breaking through illusions." Ma Tianzheng explained.
"Okay, stop talking, stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself from the inside." Ma Tianzheng urged Ma Ling'er.
"Then let me give it a try!" Ma Ling'er lifted her hair from her forehead, suppressed her thoughts, and looked at herself in the mirror as Ma Tianzheng said.
After standing in front of the mirror for about a minute, Ma Ling'er suddenly exclaimed: "Dad, I saw it! I saw myself in the mirror, and it seemed to be a little different from myself in reality!"
"What did you see?" Hearing the sound, Ma Tianzheng asked with a slight frown. In this magic mirror, only the person standing in front of the mirror can see the vision in it, and no one else can know it.
"I saw... there seemed to be a red thread emitting red light tied to my right foot... but... the red thread seemed to be broken, leaving only A small piece..." Ma Ling'er told Ma Tianzheng what she saw.
"It turns out that our ancestors wanted me to know this. It turns out...you..." Ma Tianzheng was about to continue speaking. The next moment, the magic mirror that was originally full of cracks suddenly made a clicking sound. The sound of breaking.
It was as if he had encountered an extremely terrifying supernatural attack. Then the entire huge mansion began to shake violently.
It seemed like there was some kind of earthquake.
