050 Beauty in the Mirror.

Hearing Ming Haoqi's question, Yan Nian raised his head and glanced into the distance at the sky that had already dimmed at this time, and the last trace of afterglow left by the sunset had disappeared, only to see him raise his hand to the side and say, "Childe, there is the east." ”

"Hahaha... Hahahahaha..."Yan Jin laughed as she walked over and turned Yan Nian's outstretched hand one hundred and eighty degrees, and said happily, "Ah Nian, you are mistaken, why are you not as good as me?" The side you're pointing to is obviously in the west, and now it's dark, but didn't you see the sunset just now? Since ancient times, the sun rises in the east and the sun sets in the west, why did the sun still set in the east when you arrived? After laughing, Yan Jin also turned his head and winked at Ming Haoqi, and said, "Ming Haoqi, is this what you said is strange?" You still don't ask Ah Nian, he fell and said that the west side became the east side. ”

Ming Haoqi looked at Yan Jin, but there was no smile on her face, but said very seriously, "Xiao Yun, Ah Nian is right, the side where the sun set just now is the east. ”

After listening to Ming Haoqi's words, it was Yan Jinmeng's turn now, and he exclaimed, "East, Ming Haoqi, you said the sun sets in the east?" How is this possible? ”

Ming Haoqi looked around and said, "Xiao Yun, all the people here, including you, were intentionally brought to this place, and their cognition of everything here is designed, and Ah Nian and I are chasing you to come here forcibly, and we still retain our own cognition, so some of the things we see are different from yours." ”

"Ming Haoqi, this... What the hell is this place? Is this really the capital of the Dawn Moon Kingdom that they call it? At this time, Yan Jin felt a creepy feeling in his heart, and he began to have a bad premonition.

"Xiao Yun, in fact, you already found out just now, didn't you? It's a very ordinary thing in life, why can't you see anything here? Ming Haoqi looked at Yan Jin's suddenly panicked look, thinking that he already had the answer in his heart.

After listening to Ming Haoqi's words, Yan Jin suddenly began to look for stalls and shops on the street like crazy, Ming Haoqi did not stop him, but kept following him and letting him run around. The people on the street looked at Yan Jin who was scrambling around, no one knew what he was looking for, they all looked at him with strange eyes, pointing and whispering.

Yan Jin ran through all the streets of the city, looking for all the stalls and shops, and by the time he came out of the last grocery store, the street lights in the city were fully lit. At this time, Yan Jin felt that his surroundings were gradually becoming more and more blurred, everything was very hazy and unreal, and he muttered in his mouth, "Ming Haoqi, I ...... I'm dead...... Dead, right? ”

For a while, Ming Haoqi was not sure whether Yan Jin already knew, or if he was just suspicious, he looked at Yan Jin worriedly, and hesitated, "Xiao Yun......"

"We're in the mirror now, aren't we? People here only come in after they're dead, so I'm dead now, right? Just now, Yan Jin frantically searched for a mirror for a long time, but as Ming Haoqi said, he had already found it when he was selling rouge gouache at a grocery stall that had all kinds of women's makeup and dressing supplies, but there was no mirror. Now he has searched all the streets and shops in the city, this place really does not have a mirror, and according to Ming Haoqi's meaning, the direction here is reversed, and the only possibility is that they are now in a mirror.

Ming Haoqi stretched out her hand and gently covered Yan Jin's shoulder, looked into his eyes, and said firmly, "Xiaoyun, don't worry, with me, you will be fine, I promised you." ”

"It's... Is it a luni-yin? Yan Jin's lips trembled, and she asked softly.

Ming Haoqi didn't expect Yan Jin to know about the Yin-Yang Mirror, and after hesitating for a moment, she muttered, "Maybe." ”

As soon as Ming Haoqi's words fell, suddenly the sky changed greatly, and the brilliant street that was originally illuminated by the street lamps suddenly became pitch black, and the three of them were dark in front of them at the same time, and they couldn't see anything for a moment.

Ming Haoqi hurriedly stretched out his hand to Yan Jin, but unexpectedly grabbed it, and suddenly his eyes lit up again, and the dazzling light made him uncomfortably raise his hand to block it. After a while, after he slowly adapted to the sudden light, Ming Haoqi found that the noisy street in front of him was no longer Fangcai, Yan Jin and Yan Nian were gone, at this time his whole person was surrounded by mirrors, there were hundreds of his figures in each mirror, he felt as if he was surrounded by countless of himself, and when he turned around, the countless shaking figures in the mirror made him feel dazzled, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"Third Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, what are you thinking?" Mo Han called Ming Haoqi several times, but he didn't answer, and in the end, he simply got up and walked directly to his side and patted him on the shoulder.

was patted on the shoulder by Mo Han, Ming Haoqi suddenly came to his senses, he raised his head and looked at Mo Han who was close at hand, and blinked vigorously, he just didn't know what to think of and lost his mind, and he didn't know how long he had been reading this page in front of him, he smiled at Mo Han slightly, and said slightly apologetically, "Xiao Han, did you tell me something?" ”

Mo Han didn't care about Ming Haoqi's distraction, he looked directly at Ming Haoqi, a rare trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he just heard him say in a slurred manner, "Third Senior Brother, can't you help me copy it?" ”

Half a month ago, Mo Han and Zhao Cheng broke into the mountains and rivers in the clouds without permission and almost caused a catastrophe, Lin Qingfeng, the head of the clouds, punished him to carefully copy all the scriptures in the cloud library, and he was not allowed to go out if he couldn't finish copying, but the scriptures in the cloud library were not 100,000 but also 80,000 volumes, if they were all copied, Mo Han didn't know what year and month he copied.

And that night, Ming Haoqi was injured by Quan Xian, these days are almost better, yesterday he accompanied Mo Han to the book pavilion, but since Ming Haoqi came to the book pavilion, he just sat there and read his own book, without the slightest intention of helping Mo Han. Mo Han couldn't help it just now, so he could only speak cheekily first.

Ming Haoqi knows how painful and difficult it is for Mo Han to copy all the scriptures in this entire library, what he hates most on weekdays is these things, but every time he thinks of the matter of Shanhe Tower, Ming Haoqi still has palpitations, he is afraid that if they go late that day, what will happen to Mo Han, and what will happen to him if something happens to Mo Han, these are all things that he does not dare to think about but has to think about these days. Therefore, this time, Ming Haoqi did not follow Mo Han as usual, but said patiently, "Xiao Han, this time you did something wrong, Master asked you to copy the scriptures is already the lightest punishment for you, and copying the scriptures can also calm your mind and restrain your reckless and impulsive temperament, which is very beneficial to you." ”

After listening to Ming Haoqi's words, Mo Han sullenly returned to the position he had just sat and said in a low voice, "Oh, third senior brother, I know." ”

Seeing Mo Han's sullen appearance, Ming Haoqi's heart softened, and said, "Xiaohan, you have to calm down and copy well, I will always be here with you." ”

As soon as Mo Han heard that Ming Haoqi would always stay here, his mood immediately improved again, it was better to have someone to accompany him here than for him to stay alone in this deserted library, not to mention that this person was still Ming Haoqi, in the whole cloud, everyone knew that Ming Haoqi had a gentle temperament and took great care of his junior brothers, especially Mo Han, who was especially spoiled. Therefore, during the days when he was copying scriptures, it was of course the best to have Ming Haoqi by his side. Mo Han hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing his white teeth, and confirmed at Ming Haoqi with a smile, "Third Senior Brother, really? ”

Ming Haoqi didn't say anything more, just nodded, and then lowered his head to look at the page of the book in his hand that had been opened for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, it was already nine cold days, and the winter in the clouds was heavy and snowy for many years, and sometimes the heavy snow could even fall for several days without stopping, and at that time the whole cloud seemed to be buried in the snow, and everywhere as far as the eye could see was a piece of white. And whenever it snows in winter, the disciples in the clouds can only be stuffy in the house, although they seem to be practicing immortal arts, in fact, almost everyone is looking forward to the snow stopping, and a few of them are bold enough to open the window directly, lie on the window, let the wind and snow pour into the house, and solve the regret of not being able to go out, of course, there will be Mo Han among these people. It has been five days and five nights since the first snow in the clouds this winter, and the wind has gradually stopped in the middle of the night last night. As soon as I got up early this morning, almost all the disciples in the clouds went out and came to the courtyard, saying that they were clearing the snow, but in fact, most of them were building snowmen and having snowball fights.

Mo Han listened to the laughter and noise outside in the library, and he couldn't sit still for a long time, and Luo Xiangdu had already whispered to him outside the window several times. Mo Han cautiously glanced at Ming Haoqi who was reading a book on the side, Ming Haoqi would also come out together at this time in previous years, but he was often really just seriously clearing the snow, and rarely went crazy with Mo Han and them.

However, until this time this year, Ming Haoqi was still sitting leisurely in the library, her eyes were always on the book in her hand, and she didn't seem to have any intention of going out. But Mo Han couldn't bear it anymore, his heart had already flown into the snow and rolled several times, and the scriptures under his hand were also copied in a mess.

It was noisy outside, but it was quiet inside, and only the crackling of firewood from the stove by the window could be heard in the huge library. Mo Han looked at the blazing fire in the stove, and suddenly had an idea, only to see him get up and slowly come to the stove, pretending to check the fire in the furnace, at this time Ming Haoqi was sitting with his back to him, Mo Han looked at Ming Haoqi's back, tiptoed to open the window, and then turned over and jumped into the thick snowdrift outside the window. Luo Xiang immediately shouted outside the window, "Xiao Jiu, you smashed the snowman I worked so hard to build for a long time, you quickly compensate me." ”