Chapter 85: Mysterious Ancient Mirror

There was a chirping of birds outside the window, and Fang Fang felt better, and found that his body was still clean, so he found a place to sit down in the corner and rest.

Resting almost, Mu Ziqi looked at the many treasures in the house, felt that the aftermath was not finished, looked around, found that there was a mirror in the corner of the wall, and went over to take a look, he found that the frame was embedded with a large seal ancient characters, the font was ancient, about three feet high, the bronze was framed, and the frame was inlaid with gemstones, because it was placed in a corner, the light was not too bright, and it happened that the sun outside was covered by a dark cloud that swam, and the room was dark, he saw that there was a bright flow in the ancient mirror, and it emitted a cyan glow, it didn't matter if you didn't look at it, The light from inside illuminated the entire room.

The illusion reflected in the mirror is bathed in the real nature, there are mountains and rivers, and there seem to be people.

At this time, he heard a sound behind him, and when he looked back, it seemed to come from the conch shell, Mu Ziqi thought, it must be a rat, ignore it for now.

When I looked back at the mirror, I saw that it seemed that the real person was not real, the illusion was not real, the real and the illusion were blended, and the real and the real were also illusory.

Seeing this, Mu Ziqi felt very strange, and wanted to take a closer look, but he couldn't see clearly, so he touched around, fortunately, he found a candle, and there was a fire sickle next to it, which must have been placed here by the family before.

Knocked twice on the sickle, lit the candle, and then looked again, the mirror brilliance suddenly disappeared, and the blue was like an ordinary mirror.

Mu Ziqi didn't know that this mirror was called the Fire Qi Mirror, and it was recorded in the history of Yizhiye that King Zhou Ling Qi Kun balcony, and Qu Guo Jin offered it.

Seeing in the dark is like day, and speaking to the mirror is a shadow.

Mu Ziqi naturally didn't know this, he was driven by curiosity, studied it carefully, and saw that there was an image shaking inside.

When you look at it, you find that the shadow doesn't seem to be you, and when you look at it again, it looks like you.

He couldn't say what was going on, but he was a little disappointed, because if it was his own shadow, there was nothing magical about it.

Although it may seem unusual, it is always a mirror, and there is nothing to be rare about.

"It's boring!" He muttered, and was about to turn and walk away, but heard a sound in the mirror.

He looked back, his shadow had changed sometime, because the mirror was facing the window, reflecting the green trees and flowers outdoors, some could not see clearly, Mu Ziqi was close to observe, but unexpectedly, when his face was leaning forward, he felt that someone had touched him, Mu Ziqi was surprised, who is this?

At that moment, the conch shell rang again.

However, he couldn't be distracted anymore -

Because a figure appeared in the mirror!

Looking at it again, it turned out that there was an old woman standing inside, Mu Ziqi suddenly felt displeased, and thought, are you a human or a ghost, are you cheap or not, why do you have nothing to do with touching people?

I want to turn around and leave, but I just can't move my legs, what's going on?

He glanced hatefully into the mirror.

Seeing that he was unhappy, the old woman inside also realized it, and she said to Mu Ziqi: "The guest officer is angry, the old woman didn't do it intentionally, just because the light was too strong, and she couldn't see clearly, and inadvertently, she touched the guest officer's face, and I hope to forgive me." ”

When Mu Ziqi heard this, his mood calmed down slightly.

But this immediately rekindled his curiosity, and Mu Ziqi asked her, "Who are you and what is the good situation here?" ”

When the old woman heard him say this, she sighed and replied in a depressed tone: "What if the situation is good? ”

When Mu Ziqi heard this, his interest became even stronger, and he hurriedly asked the old woman: "What's the matter, come and tell me about it!" ”

The old woman didn't answer, Mu Ziqi saw it, two lines of tears flowed on her face, she looked at Mu Ziqi, wanted to speak and stopped, and then turned around and wanted to leave.

When Mu Ziqi saw it, he was anxious, and hurriedly went to pull the old woman: "Don't leave yet, tell me what is going on, if I can help, I will definitely help and do my best!" ”

Mu Ziqi found that although this old woman looked cold and old, her eyes were very sharp and deep, not at all lifeless and dull like ordinary old people, her eyes showed a look of resentment, as if she had endless hardships and nowhere to confide.

Originally, Mu Ziqi was reluctant to talk too much with elderly women.

But the old man's words aroused his strong curiosity.

The old woman seemed to notice it, she lowered her head, turned slightly, and muttered, "Don't bother, guest officer, my difficulties are difficult for mortals to solve, so it is better to leave, so as not to make you worry about it again." ”

The more the other person said this, the more he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

The old woman broke away from his hand, and in silence, leaned over to her side, as if she did not want to let her sad face be seen again.

Mu Ziqi saw that after she let out a long sigh, she quietly rolled up her sleeves and wiped her eyes, and after the sleeves were put down, they were already wet.

Infected by her, Mu Ziqi also felt a little sour in his heart, thinking, what is going on here, it seems that the old man must have indescribable pain in his heart.

He looked at the unusual mirror again and wondered, how did this old woman get into it?

He spoke his question to the old woman.

When the old woman heard this, she stopped crying for a moment, and still did not turn around, but only spoke to herself, as if she were talking to herself, because the voice was too small to be heard.

Mu Ziqi saw that some scenes faintly appeared in the mirror at this time, including mountain bees, rivers, and villages.

Occasionally, I could hear the noise of some children running and jumping.

When Mu Ziqi wanted to take a closer look, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing softly, and a thick fog drifted over, so that it painted this hazy picture scroll with a heavy color, and suddenly covered everything in front of him.

What appeared in front of his eyes was the kind of mirror that was both real and illusory.

He was worried that the old woman would disappear with her, and when he saw that she was still standing there, Mu Ziqi was a little relieved.

He was afraid that the old woman would suddenly disappear into the fog, so in a hurry, he took a big step forward and wanted to pull the old woman.

Unexpectedly, I only heard "Bah! With a bang, he suddenly knocked himself into a golden flower in front of his eyes, and his hands hurriedly slashed, and finally touched the wall, and a stake in the corner, and tried his best to hold on, so that he did not fall.

However, the row of shelves behind him was tilted down, and he had to go over and straighten them, put the things that had fallen into the ground back on them, and look carefully at them one by one, and find that there was no damage, so he was relieved.

Hearing the voice, the old woman turned around and saw Mu Ziqi stroking her head painfully, she was also a little flustered, and immediately approached and stretched out her hand.

Mu Ziqi no longer felt disgusted, and he hurriedly grabbed the old woman's hand.

The old woman gently took it, and Mu Ziqi only felt that his whole body immediately became fluttering, and before he knew it, he entered the mirror, and then looked outside, but it became vague as if he had just looked inside the mirror.

Mu Ziqi was puzzled in his heart, this is really strange, why did the scene turn around as soon as he entered here?

Before he could think anything more, the old woman let go of his hand and walked ahead alone.

Mu Ziqi didn't have time to think about it, so he left.

At this time, he found that his feet were uneven, high and low, and he would be trampled if he didn't walk well.

But when he saw the old woman, she was walking like she was walking on the ground.

He told the old man to walk slowly so that he could keep up.

The old woman walked away as if she hadn't listened.

After walking for a while, I came to an ancient house, at the foot of the pale mountain rock.

Behind the house was a bamboo forest, and knobby bamboo roots like whips hung down from between the walls. A ruined well covered with duckweed below has become the best retreat for frogs. The seclusion was both intimidating and attracting, with butterflies flapping their wings and red dragonflies flapping and flapping in the grass.

It is a quaint farmhouse, surrounded by greenery and flowers, and there is no sound to be heard except for one or two dog barks and roosters in the courtyard.

The door of the farmhouse was painted with red paint, and the paint on it had been mottled and peeled, and the handle of the door was two brass rings. ”

"Mother, it's me." The old woman replied.

Less leaning, I only heard the door "squeak" and opened.

At the opening of the door, an old lady of the same age as the old woman appeared, and when she saw Mu Ziqi, she asked the old woman: "Wu'er, who is this guest officer, and why did he bring him to my house?" ”

"Mother," the old woman bent slightly to the old lady, "this guest officer has only just met by chance, and because he is in the wilderness, he sees that he is alone and has nowhere to rest, so he will delay to my house and wait for a moment of rest." ”

Mu Ziqi did show suspicion on the old lady's face and wanted to object, but when he saw that his daughter had already led people home, and he was not very good and categorically rejected them, he stopped keeping silent and let them into the courtyard.

From the moment he saw the old lady, Mu Ziqi felt very puzzled, the old woman claimed that the old lady was her mother, but in his opinion, where is this mother and son, maybe it is caused by genetic factors, the words and behaviors of the two people, and even the posture of walking are extremely similar.

It's just a pair of old sisters.

Entering the door, I saw that in the middle of the gray brick bungalow, there was a rectangular courtyard paved with gray bricks. There is a flower bed in the courtyard, on which are displayed more than a dozen pots of blooming chrysanthemums. The branches of the one-foot-tall red begonia tree next to the flower bed are pruned sparsely and moderately, and the whole courtyard looks more simple and quiet. It is only when a fresh breeze blows and the dead leaves from the chrysanthemum and begonia trees rustle on the ground that the silence of the courtyard is occasionally broken.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he didn't see anyone coming.

What's going on, did you hear it wrong?