Chapter Forty-Eight: Flowers

"This time the play may be too violent. Simplicity and brutality can solve problems quickly, but they cannot solve mysteries. ”

Su Changan self-reflected.

Look at the XP again: 2300 points

"Grass, it's only two thousand experience points!" Su Changan held his forehead with his hand, and gave a bad performance review, as if he had gone unlucky, and the experience points obtained agreed with the meaning of thinking.

Su Changan didn't dare to draw a lottery, and his character would definitely not be able to break out today.

Su Changan quit the game and returned to reality.

At this moment, Master Mingchen, Lin Qitian and others walked out of the gate of the village.

"Master, this place can't be lived, please think of a way. ”

"Master save us!"

Many refugees begged Master Mingchen bitterly.

Master Mingchen said loudly: "Don't worry, don't worry, the old man will find a way." ”

Lin Qitian suggested: "Abbot, you might as well send some warrior monks over for night patrol first. ”

"Great idea!"

Master Mingchen hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Please rest assured, Lao Wei will send a warrior monk to protect you and others." ”

The refugees stopped.

Su Changan stepped forward, didn't look at Lin Qitian more, and smiled at Master Mingchen: "Master is merciful. ”

Master Mingchen smiled, pulled Su Changan aside, sighed, and whispered: "The old man turned around, and found no traces of the evil potential, what about you, donor?"

Su Changan: "Luckily, I found some clues." ”

Master Mingchen's eyes lit up, but there was no surprise.

Su Changan guessed that Wutong and Wuyan should have informed Mingchen that he, Su Changan, was destined to be a person in the Red Lotus Temple and a great savior.

So he ordered: "Master Lao Mingchen will call all the refugees out." ”

"Good. Master Mingchen naturally agreed, and immediately summoned a group of refugees, and after a while, many people gathered at the gate.

Su Changan looked at them one by one, and his face showed surprise.

Because, one less person.

The little girl in the little flower dress is not there.

Su Changan asked, "Is everyone here?"

One of the refugees looked left and right: "Everyone should be here." ”

Su Changan's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "I remember that there was a little girl who wore a little flower dress. ”

A group of refugees, you look at me, I look at you, they are all asking who they are talking about.

Suddenly, a young man raised his hand and said, "Big brother, the person you said is Huahua, she is not from our village." ”

Another person came to his senses: "Yes, Huahua is a little girl who asks for food, and the little beggar we met on the road, she has nowhere to go, so she came with us." ”

Su Changan squinted slightly: "Huahua, where is she?"

The boy who raised his hand: "I'll call her." ”

With that, he turned and ran into the courtyard.

Everyone waited quietly, and in less than a minute, the young man walked out holding hands and leading a little girl out.

In her arms, she was holding the quaint bronze mirror.

At this moment, Su Changan looked at the six roads and listened to all directions, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lin Qitian's expression a little strange, stared at the bronze mirror, and then turned to Su Changan, who was standing in front of him on the left.

Su Chang was unconscious, his right hand was behind his back, he walked to the little girl five steps away, and said with a smile: "Huahua, where are you from?"

The little girl is about one meter tall, her hair is scattered, her hair is also messy, her clothes are full of mud and dirt, don't want to be dirty, she raised her head, but she had a pair of bright eyes, raised her hand and pointed to the outside of the mountain, and said with a shy expression: "Come from there." ”

"Where's your father and mother?"

“...... I don't know. ”

Su Changan was silent for a while, and pointed to the hexagonal bronze mirror in her arms: "Is this a mirror?"

Huahua instantly showed a vigilant expression, hugged the hexagonal bronze mirror tightly, and whispered: "This is mine, brother, you are not allowed to rob it." ”

Su Changan was stunned, shook his head and said in a soft voice: "Brother doesn't snatch your mirror, then can you tell my brother, where did you get this mirror?"

Huahua was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "This is my mother's mirror, my mother asked me to carry this mirror, and she will come to me." ”

The young man interjected: "Huahua was sold by her father to others as a child daughter-in-law, and she ran away." ”

Su Chang'an knew in his heart, he couldn't ask anything more, it was time to do it!

Suddenly, Huahua picked up the hexagonal bronze mirror with both hands and said, "Brother, do you want to see my mother?"

Su Changan was stunned, and everyone who heard this sentence was stunned.

Master Mingchen was puzzled: "Huahua, where is your mother?"

Huahua smiled and held up the hexagonal bronze mirror and shouted, "My mother is in the mirror, look!"

She spread out the mirror.

"Is your mother in the mirror?" A group of refugees stepped forward one after another to stretch out their heads to look, and Master Mingchen was also about to step forward to join in the fun, but was stopped by Su Changan in time.

"I'll take a look. Uncle Sheepbeard was the first to stick out his head to look, only to glance at it, and the whole person suddenly froze as stiff, and then he walked back step by step, his expression was blank, but his eyes swelled with boundless horror.

The second person who looked in the mirror was a middle-aged woman, too, who was stiff and walked backwards, her limbs and expression stiff, and only her eyes were filled with unspeakable fear.

The third person, the fourth person......

Su Changan carefully observed everyone, and also paid attention to Lin Qitian's movements.

Suddenly, he noticed the abnormality of those who had seen the mirror, and immediately shouted: "Don't look at it!"

The people on the periphery stopped.

In just a few seconds, there are as many as seven people who have looked in the mirror.

These seven people continued to walk backwards as if no one was around, and their behavior was extremely strange, but they glanced at the back of their heads, and when they encountered stones blocking the way or something, they actually knew how to step over.

"This!!" Master Mingchen's color changed drastically.

Su Chang'an's face sank like water, and he said lightly: "That mirror is strange and must be destroyed." ”

As soon as the words fell, the seven people who walked backwards suddenly stopped, only paused, and then walked backwards at a faster pace, which could not even be called walking, they were faster than when they trotted.

I've never seen anyone go backwards so fast!

All came towards Su Chang'an.

Su Changan didn't care about this, he took decisive action, there were only five steps between him and Huahua, and between the clenching of his right hand hidden behind his back, the bat knife appeared out of thin air, and slashed forward with the momentum, and thick thunder and lightning burst out with the blade of the knife.

Thundered!

The silver light between heaven and earth shines!

Silver-white thunder arcs slammed into the hexagonal bronze mirror.

Click!

The hexagonal bronze mirror cracked instantly!

Fine cracks spread throughout the copper mirror, and the cracks gradually magnified, and finally shattered, and countless fragments scattered in all directions.

And the flowers, which are close to the hexagonal bronze mirror, are also wrapped in thunder.

Su Changan was ruthless in destroying the hexagonal bronze mirror even if he killed her!

Almost when the hexagonal bronze mirror was shattered, seven people who walked backwards rushed to the front, surrounded Su Changan and Master Mingchen, and punched them with their backhands.

Uncle Sheepbeard was the first to do it.

Because he was throwing a backhand punch, his movements looked particularly awkward, almost twisting his arm behind him, and he felt that with that level of twisting, his bones would break.

"Amitabha!" Master Mingchen held his breath and cast his Prajna palm to catch the opponent's fist.

Boom!

Master Mingchen's body shook slightly, obviously Uncle Sheepbeard's punch was unexpectedly powerful.

Master Mingchen didn't dare to be careless, and shot with all his might, catching the siege of seven people at once.

It wasn't until two breaths later that Su Changan finally freed his hand, he didn't have the bodhisattva heart of Master Mingchen, he couldn't bear to kill, and he slashed out with a knife.

Kill!