"Yes, it's me. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info" said the eighteenth lady of the house.

"Oh." Bing Qingcheng sighed and continued to take a bath.

"Don't you ask for any reason?" The eighteenth mother of the house didn't react when she saw her, but she was not used to it.

"I think people like you, even if they ask you, the reasons they say are incomprehensible to ordinary people." Bing Qingcheng said sincerely, "For example, you are taking a bath now, and you neither go out nor take off your clothes to wash together, but stand by and watch me." Don't you think? ”

"You're good-looking." Eighteen Niang said.

"Huh?" Bing Qingcheng couldn't help but stop moving, covering his chest.

Zhai Eighteen Niang began to undress, but she put on her clothes halfway through, "This kind of honest behavior of seeing each other with sincerity is better for us to be more familiar with in the future." Now I'm not in the mood to take a bath with a little girl with a peaceful chest. ”

"Flat-chested?" Bing Qingcheng shouted, and couldn't help but puff up his chest,

"In my law, those who are smaller than me are flat-chested." Zhai Eighteen Niang opened the bathroom door, suddenly tilted her head and added, "But we can go to the hot springs in the future." ”

A few days ago, you said that you would take me to "Vision: Dilemma Peak" to see the snow. Bing Qingcheng couldn't help but pout, but he felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, as if he was a little more honest. She turned the water on and rinsed her hair.

After the ice green orange was washed, I found that Xiang Mi'er and Zhai Eighteen Niang had pushed the sofa, coffee table and other things in the living room to the corner, and there was a large enough open space in the middle.

Xiang Mi'er was crawling on the ground and drawing a magic circle. Seeing that her level was not good, with the help of compasses, protractors and the like, she first drew a draft, and finally drew it with black ink containing magic.

I heard that real magicians, like alchemy, draw circles with their bare hands, draw equilateral five-pointed stars with their bare hands, and divide anything into five equal parts with their bare hands.

"What do you need us to do?"

The content sounds quite simple, use a mirror to form a cage around the magic circle, put a doll in the middle, and then Xiang Mi'er begins to chant a spell to seal the evil spirit in the mirror into the doll.

He took out the mirrors in Xiangmier's room, took out four mirrors from the basement that were also covered with cloth and placed them in the designated seats, prepared the candles, closed the curtains, and waited for it to get dark.

While waiting for the auspicious time, Zhai Eighteen Niang casually baked a very reluctant pizza, reluctantly enough to just push the meat and vegetables onto the bread-like pie plate, but the taste was not bad, because there was a lot of meat in it, and it was very tender.

"Is that evil spirit in the mirror your boyfriend?" The eighteenth lady of the house was wearing linen-colored home clothes, soft and smooth, biting a piece of pizza, and said vaguely.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and Xiang Mi'er put down the pizza in her hand, her vigilant and defensive eyes revealed a trace of vulnerability.

"Sorry, I just asked." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "Anyway, it's what is in the mirror of your house, and it's your belongings." ”

Xiang Mi'er took a deep breath, took a sip of water, and looked at the eighteenth mother of the house with smart blue eyes, as if she was looking at her attitude.

"I didn't expect my craftsmanship to be good, it's delicious." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "What do you think of Bing Qingcheng?" ”

"It would be better if it was a little spicier." Bing Qingcheng replied as if she wanted to see through her eyes in Xiangmi'er.

Xiang Mi'er put down the teacup and began to tell her story, biting her lip slightly before she could tell, crystal tears rolled down from her eyes, and her delicate body trembled slightly, showing pity and pity.

"That person is the person I love the most." Xiang Mier said.

Normal people will be surprised when they hear this, why is the person you love the most in the mirror and turned into an evil spirit? Or say no in surprise. Anyway, no matter what the choice is, Xiang Mi'er can continue to talk about it.

"That's amazing." Zhai Eighteen Niang said sincerely, "I mean your boyfriend is very handsome." ”

Isn't that the point? Xiang Mi'er continued to narrate: "My boyfriend and I met when we were in college, and there were many other beautiful girls at that time, but he only looked at me and said that I was the most beautiful girl in the world. We didn't have any money, but he took care of me everywhere, worked three jobs to buy me what I liked, and he kept doing well in his studies. Later, while working part-time, he suddenly fainted and was taken to the hospital......"

Xiangmier cried.

"Is he pregnant?" The eighteenth lady of the house told a super cold joke, of course no one will laugh.

"Hey, he's already terminally ill of cancer." Xiang Mier said.

At this time, Bing Qingcheng asked incomprehensibly: "Eighteen Niang, what is cancer?" ”

"In film and television dramas, cancer is a terminal disease, known as a suspended death notice, and it cannot be cured. But don't worry, in the City of Daylight, cancer is just a common disease. ”

"When I met him, the first thing he said was, he was going to break up with me.

I knew that he didn't want to bother me, so he wanted to break up with me. But I love him, and I want to fulfill his last wish.

I am married to him.

But in the end, he still ...... Woowoo woo ......"

"It's time to get to the most critical place." How did he become an evil spirit? Zhai Eighteen Niang whispered.

"I loved him too much to be separated from him, so I used the spell I learned in an ancient heirloom book to put his soul in the mirror."

"But over time, his pure soul was polluted by the power of darkness and turned into an evil spirit." Zhai Eighteen Niang continued.

"How do you know?"

"The pizza is finished." Zhai Eighteen Niang stood up, "Let's start the ceremony?" ”

Xiang Mi'er changed into a pure white robe, lit a few candles, and a thin smoke rose from the closed room. Bing Qingcheng felt that her brain became groggy after inhaling the smoke, and she took the bowl of salt that Xiangmier stuffed.

"Salt can dispel monsters, you stand outside the circle, and when I tell you to scatter salt, hurry up and scatter salt." Xiang Mi'er admonished.

The woman entered the center of the mirror and pulled down the cloth that covered it, and in the mirror, the black mist dispersed, and she was stunned and motionless.

Champie chanted long incantations in her mouth, the words were slurred, and the syllables could not be heard, and the rhythm and melody made people drowsy. She raised her arms, her loose black robe slid down her white arms, her body supple and swirling, raising her sleeves and light placket, and began to dance unpleasantly and slowly.

Soon, the black mist of the mirror overflowed, condensed into a human form, and stood in front of Xiangmi'er.

Xiangmier stopped dancing, still muttering muffled incantations. The humanoid form of the Black Mist was a handsome, pale young man with some blood-colored lips and cold, stone-like eyes. (To be continued.) )