A "mirror, mirror, mirror." ”

Donnie Yen, who was helping Yu Sheng, saw him read the broken chapter, and stretched out his hand to pull him over, "Be pious in your heart." ”

She earnestly instructed the rest of your life, "You have to think of this mirror reverently in your mind, and strengthen your desire to get it." ”

"This is the first step. Donnie Yen clasped his hands together and looked like a magic stick, "The second step is to establish a connection with the mirror." ”

In the midst of the slow longing, the heart will feel the presence of the mirror, as if it were calling to you.

Finally, when this calling and feeling is urgent, you learn to manipulate that feeling and calling.

"Thus pulling the mirror or my hairpin on the other end to you. Donnie closed his eyes and said softly.

Yu Sheng looked at Donnie Yen dumbfounded, he really just said it casually.

"Hurry up, follow me. Donnie urged for the rest of his life.

"Oh," he said that he could not live because of his own sin, and he clasped his hands together helplessly for the rest of his life, and meditated on the mirror in his heart.

sketched this mirror in his thoughts, and he really didn't have that ability for the rest of his life, so he could only think about it through the mirrors he had seen.

It was at this moment that a very specific mirror came into his mind.

This mirror is the size of a palm, very beautiful, carved with a dragon on it, and carved with a very ugly demon beast, like a hideous monster in front of the city lord's mansion.

The rest of my life was both strange and familiar with it, and the strangeness was that I never had a mirror in my memory for the rest of my life.

Familiarity lies in the fact that the intuition of the rest of his life makes him very afraid of this mirror, and he always feels that a skeleton will emerge from it, and he can't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Yu Sheng shook his head, expelled the mirror in his thoughts, and said that it was better to go straight to it.

"Isn't it useful?" Donnie Yen asked expectantly for the rest of his life, "The person who can create this exercise is really a genius." ”

Genius? Yu Sheng looked at himself, and he really didn't see that he had this potential.

"Sure enough, being pregnant is the same as being pregnant, and it will always be discovered after a long time. "I thought for the rest of my life.

Aunt Qing walked down the wooden ladder and shouted after seeing Yu Sheng: "Yu Sheng, hurry up and return last night's night pearl to me." ”

The night pearl that smashed the rest of his life last night was caught by him and taken away.

"There's still something boiling in the pot, I'll take a look. The rest of his life was lazy and immediately refreshed himself and ran from the counter to the back kitchen.

"The beads are not meat buns, why are they gone. Aunt Qing chased in.

Donnie Yen ignored them, still clasped his hands together, and reverently recited her hairpin in front of the counter.

She had made contact with the hairpin, and she could feel its calling.

After eating, the white-eyed old man led the man in yellow out to look for a mirror, and happened to pass by a group of people.

Broken Sword looked back at the people who had entered, they were dressed in coarse cloth clothes, carrying swords on their backs, and their eyes were sharp, all of them brave men.

He also smelled a strong smell of blood.

The scar-faced man in the middle glanced back at the broken sword, and the viciousness in his eyes made the broken sword very uncomfortable.

If he is in the Divine City, the broken sword must give him some color to see, but this is Yangzhou, and he can't act rashly.

There was no one at the inn, and there were a few tables with cups and plates that the man in yellow had not had time to clean up after eating.

The group touched the table as they passed, causing the chopsticks to fall to the ground.

Picking up a clean seat and sitting down, a man said after the customer inn: "Boss, this inn is good, there are many guests, and you will definitely be able to grab a lot of money." ”

"Smack", the man's head slapped him on the head, "What robbery, what robbery, who wants to rob?"

"I..."

Donnie Yen was shocked, and she looked back to see a man covering his bald head, looking at the scarred face with his raised hand aggrieved.

"We call robbing the rich and helping the poor. Said the man with a thin face like a monkey.

"Yes, those who are rich are rich, we are poor, robbing the rich to help the poor, it makes sense. Scarface nodded approvingly.

"Isn't this still a robbery?" the bald head was puzzled.

"You know. Scarface kicked him with hatred, "It's the thief who robs, and the man who robs the rich and helps the poor." ”

One of his companions shook the flask on their table and tossed it to Scarface, "Boss, there's wine." ”

Scarface took it and taught himself: "Haven't you heard of the book? ”

The bald head nodded, "Makes sense." ”

They couldn't see Donnie, and Donnie Yen had come over curiously.

Feng'er, who rarely walked back to the wooden ladder, also followed after seeing it, and reached out to play with her bald head.

"What is it?" The bald head looked up, and the frightened Feng'er hurriedly withdrew her hand.

Scarface, who was about to drink, put down the jar and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"What does it feel like your head is cold?" said the bald head suspiciously.

"What can there be. The skinny monkey face glanced at him.

The bald head was so dazzling, it kept talking in everyone's field of vision, and not a single hair fell.

The bald head touched his head and didn't speak again, and when he put down his hand, Feng'er put his hand up and rubbed it again.

"It's fun. She said to Donnie.

Donnie Yen glanced at her, this stupid girl, do you need to waste three words for this?

The bald head was stunned, and he put all his energy on the top of his head, and he really felt that something was moving on his head, like a palm.

"Smack", the bald head reached out to pat it, and pounced, "There is something on the head." He said.

"Bang Bang", Scarface, who was just about to lift the wine jar, couldn't help but slap his bald head twice.

"Didn't you just slap you twice, you still pretended to be sick. Scarface said angrily, "It's not fun to let Lao Tzu drink." ”

The bald head is aggrieved, there is really something, and it is soft, although it is a little cold.

Feng'er looked at her palm, she had been living in the inn for a long time, and her spiritual power continued to turn into ghost power, and she was about to condense into an entity.

The thin monkey face smiled: "The bald head will still play tricks, but this method will only make you suffer more." ”

Feng'er saw that he was smiling like a chrysanthemum, so she pressed her hand on his head.

"Hey, there's something. The thin monkey's smile had not yet faded, and he suddenly felt a little heavier on his head.

"You're looking for a fight, isn't it. Scarface slapped him, "There's a." ”

At this time, Yu Sheng lifted the curtain and rubbed his ears and walked out.

Behind her, Aunt Qing, who was playing with the pearl of the night, said, "Don't worry about my beads, I've already given you a few." ”

"Yo, there are guests. Yu Sheng didn't care about refuting Aunt Qing, and when he walked to the guests, he called Ye Zigao in the backyard to clean up the dishes.

"It's coming. Ye Zigao walked in.

He was grinding tofu just now, and he entered the city with a lot of difficulty, so Bai Xingxing went to the field, and now only he and Wei Zai do the work in the inn.

Now Feng'er doesn't grind tofu anymore, because when the little old man left, he gave her a pile of paper money.

Feng'er suddenly understood that she was spending paper money, and it was useless to ask for too many copper coins.

"Guest, what are you going to do?" Yu Sheng walked up.

It's just that the eyes of more than ten guests are not on him, but on Aunt Qing.

For the rest of his life, he thought that they were attracted by the prosperous face of his little aunt, and he was busy covering their sight.

Only then did Scarface retract his gaze and glance at the thin monkey: My King of the Eastern Wilderness, that's the Pearl of the Night, right?

There's more than one tone to hear. Skinny monkey squints.

The two of them nodded at the same time, this robbery of the rich and helping the poor must be done.

"Inn, what's it for?" Yu Sheng took a step back and looked at the two of them, eyebrows, definitely sentimental.

"Oh, what's the food?" Scarface came back to his senses, and the rest of his brothers were still outside in the woods, so he was patient for now.

He looked at the food sign on the wall, and at a glance, he slapped the table in shock.

My grandma, there are a lot of these dishes, and this fucking person will rob money more than them.

Black shop, full black shop.