Chapter 1 The Mirror of the Past Reflects the Dead

The misty morning mist shrouded Kyoto in the Soryu Kingdom.

The quiet streets are starting to gain popularity, and the early risers yawn open their doors, the heat coming out of their mouths as if blending into the mist.

In the most prosperous area of Kyoto, a shop with an open façade has not opened its doors for a long time, and the three large red characters of "Ruyi Pavilion" loom among the red curtains. A gust of wind blew, and the copper bells scattered between the eaves of the shop jingled, and the dragon patterns on its surface could be faintly seen.

The pillars on both sides below the plaque are engraved with words, one book "Eight or nine times out of ten unsatisfactory people", and a book "There are often one or two things that are wishful". In the crowded streets, only this one was in front of a vacuum, as if there was some kind of barrier.

Sususu winds down from the Cliff Mountains and traverses the entire Kyoto of Soryu Province. The singer on the painting boat is singing the most fashionable song of the moment, and as the painting boat goes away, the aftermath lingers on the riverside, like a pair of gentle hands, for people to disperse the morning mist.

Outside the Kyoto Castle Gate.

The people who entered and left the city consciously lined up, and the soldiers in armor looked serious and checked the identities of the people entering the city in an orderly manner.

People in the team are mixed, people who are familiar with each other carry bamboo baskets to talk about the shortcomings of their parents, some people say that this year's harvest is good, and some people say whose girl has a guy from which family.

Not far away, a dusty figure rushed over and lined up at the end of the line. Wiping the sweat that didn't exist, Jing Qingli looked up at the majestic city gate and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not in the wrong place this time!

God knows that she has not been born for more than ten years, and the roads and cities outside have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the footholds she was familiar with in the past have all disappeared!

She doesn't have a strong sense of direction, and she relies on the maps she used to remember to identify directions and places, and now she can only rely on a mouth and a pair of legs. I don't know how many wrong places I went along the way, just getting lost in the Cliff Mountain Range delayed her for more than ten days, although she also gained a lot of things, but she was very unhappy.

But just to go to Xuanji City, she was stunned to go in the opposite direction, if she hadn't plunged into the mountains again, maybe she would have arrived in Xizhou Country at this time!

I simply went to Kyoto in Canglong Country this time, and it was not far from Xuanji City.

Jing Qingli swept away the haze, she talked to the peasants and asked about the situation in the city, she changed her appearance, and she was dressed as a scholar and did not attract the attention of others.

"Auntie, what's there to do in this city?" She asked a rich woman with a smile.

The woman was about forty years old, very cheerful, and although her face was stained with frost after years of operation, her eyes were very bright, and her eyebrows were full of joy, as if she had an inexhaustible spirit.

Although she is dressed plainly, it can be seen that it is not cheap material. Followed by two maids, they should be from a small rich family. The two maids didn't look big, and looked at Jing Qingli, a stranger, vigilantly, and they should have some kung fu in their hands.

"Whew! You're asking the right person, my nephew works as a runner in a restaurant in the city called 'Food for Heaven', and he is a filial person! When he came to see me, he told me a lot, unlike my son, who was often unseen! Seeing that the line in front of her was still very long, the woman simply poured out all the knowledge she knew, and there was a hint of complaint between her words.

"Alas, don't talk about him!" The woman waved her hand and took the conversation back, "First of all, it's the famous Ruyi Pavilion at the top of our Kyoto......

Ruyi Pavilion ......

Jing Qingli silently recited these three words in her heart, thinking of the gossip she had heard along the way, and she couldn't help but feel a burst of curiosity in her heart.

Jing Qingli listened silently, and when she saw that the woman was thirsty, she took out a fruit from her sleeve and handed it to her. The woman was not polite, she took it, wiped it on her cuff, handed it to her mouth, and opened her mouth to nibble.

"That's it, I don't remember anywhere else, ouch...... It's delicious......"

The woman went on and on about many things, and she learned that the woman was originally from a peasant family, and that her son had made a fortune in the city and had taken her over, but because of his affairs, he was often nowhere to be seen. The daughter-in-law is a saw-billed gourd, because she gathers less and leaves more, and she doesn't have a son and a half daughter. The ladies of the other neighborhoods looked down on this peasant woman who opened her mouth as firewood, rice, oil, and salt.

With a long sigh as she spoke, Jing Qingli looked at the woman's eyebrows and eyes, and said in a low voice: "I see that my aunt's heavenly court is full, and my wish will come true recently." ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the two maids were no doubt that they looked at the liar. The woman didn't think much of it, but listened happily and replied, "Then I will borrow your good words!" ”

Ruyi Pavilion.

Si Yu looked at Ye Yuanyuan with a smile, paced to the table, summoned the death mirror and took a handkerchief to wipe it carefully. Let Ye Yuanyuan look at the paper in his hand with a puzzled expression.

What the hell is this written!

Ye Yuanyuan carefully browsed it from the beginning again, and said hesitantly: "Aunt Si......"

"Huh?" Si Yu glared at him.

"Sister Si......" Ye Yuanyuan grinded his teeth and hated.

"Hey-" Si Yu replied with a smile, "What's the matter, little brother?" ”

"Where did you write this? Are you sure you can read it? Ye Yuanyuan pointed to the messy pile of ink on it, unfolded the paper and faced her, eager to stick this paper on her face.

Si Yu coughed lightly, there was only one word 'this' that could barely be understood on this paper, and the others were some incomprehensible symbols, and the shapes of these symbols were also a little difficult to explain.

Ye Yuanyuan had obviously never seen this kind of writing, but he was quite suspicious that Si Yu's writing was too bad, not that the font was too difficult to understand.

Si Yu dragged it over and said, "It's normal for children to not understand......" Seeing that Ye Yuanyuan was still looking at him with suspicion, Si Yu threw the paper to him again and pouted, "It doesn't matter if it understands it or not!" Post it out! Someone is here today! ”

"Who?" Ye Yuanyuan asked.

"You'll know when the time comes." Si Yu shrugged, didn't plan to say more, turned around and was about to go to the upstairs room.

"Then you should tell me what is written on this piece of paper!" Ye Yuanyuan looked depressed, looking at Si Yu's back with a somewhat resentful expression.

"Ruyi Pavilion is here!" She yawned and said, "That's all there is - I'll go to sleep again, don't call me if it's okay-"

Downstairs, Ye Yuanyuan shook his head, sighed lightly, and resigned himself to picking up the piece of paper and walking towards the door.

Si Yu, who had already stepped into the door, poked out his head again, and added a sentence to Ye Yuanyuan's back: "Stick it in the most conspicuous place——"

The front of Ruyi Pavilion is still empty, in stark contrast to the other shops in the city, and even in Kyoto, where every inch of land is at a premium, no one dares to open the shop opposite Ruyi Pavilion.

With a squeak, Ye Yuanyuan walked out expressionlessly, looked around, and the people he had scanned all trembled in their hearts, lowered their heads and rushed away.

With a frown, he walked over to the pillar, took out a slice of slug from the space artifact on his wrist, and smeared some juice on the pillar.

The thick sap of this grass is not toxic and is occasionally used to paste notices.

Waiting for Ye Yuanyuan to paste this piece of paper, feeling the frightened eyes of the pedestrians behind him, he sighed again and walked back to Ruyi Pavilion, without thinking about it, he knew that no one would come to see the content of this paper at all.

Maybe someone who came here today would understand, he thought to himself.

After the paper was pasted, no one dared to approach, as if there was some flood beast in the Ruyi Pavilion, and if you were not careful, you would get into trouble.

Those who enter the Ruyi Pavilion must take the initiative to leave their most precious things in order to get a chance to use the Mirror of the Afterlife. But if you don't take out your most precious thing or your intentions are not accepted by the death mirror, then the consequence is to become your most feared appearance.

At the beginning, Si Yu just took him, Sister Hongyu and a group of demon clans to settle in Kyoto, Si Yu took the mirror of death and opened this Ruyi Pavilion, and the rest of the demon clans scattered into all walks of life.

A child and two beautiful women with no background were targeted by the gentleman in Beijing not long after.

At that time, Hongyu had already become the most famous concubine in the palace, and it was rumored that the concubine was a celestial figure in Beijing, but she never appeared in public.

That gentleman is the youngest son of a powerful family, he has always acted arrogantly, I heard how beautiful the concubine was, and remembered the two women in the Ruyi Pavilion, and couldn't help but feel lustful, and found someone to come to the Ruyi Pavilion, and the momentum was not huge.

The gentleman with a face full of meat stepped into the door, and behind him came a dozen guards, all with fierce faces.

Ignoring Ye Yuanyuan, who looked thin and weak, the soybean-sized eyes stared up and down at Si Yu who came down from the upper floor without blinking, and before he could install a quarter of an hour, he was completely revealed, and began to speak disrespectfully, saying that he wanted to snatch Si Yu home as an aunt, and threatened to smash the store after a while.

At first, Si Yu was still interested, watching this group of people shouting in the lobby, and when Na Yu kicked over the dining table next to the hall in order to show his majesty, Ye Yuanyuan had already foreseen the end of this group of people.

Not for anything else, just because he kicked over the bamboo rice porridge that Si Yu was thinking about. The pale green porridge and jade bowl collapsed on the ground in embarrassment, and the seductive fragrance made the depressed Si Yu instantly irritable.

Almost instantly, a group of people who were still aggressive before were kicked out of the door of Ruyi Pavilion one by one.

Although these people are not dead, they fall into a coma, just like the living dead, not to mention the word "cheap" written on their faces with a special potion, which can be described as extremely humiliating.

That night, the powerful family entered the palace to avenge their grievances, and the emperor threw down a stack of concerts to participate in him, and the powerful who had just howled two throats and had not wiped off his tears went to prison.

After that, the court went through the vine and thoroughly investigated, and the court was solemn. For the first time, the prison in Beijing was stuffed to the brim, and the Ruyi Pavilion, which was the source of the incident, was still intact.

Later, the emperor accompanied the concubine on a trip, and after waiting for people to enter the Ruyi Pavilion, those who watched from it tasted out, and it turned out that the Ruyi Pavilion relied on the most favored concubine.

These words spread out, the story is really full of tricks, after all, there is force and background, plus every person who comes out of Ruyi Pavilion rarely has a smile on his face, and the others are either lost or very miserable, and they refuse to say what they encountered.

The rumors became more and more confusing, and gradually it turned out to be the most mysterious and unprovoked existence in Kyoto, just like today's scene.

As for business, because of the strange rules set by Si Yu, it would be good for guests to see one a year.

Si Yu wiped the mirror of the past that would not fall into dust at all every day, and he didn't know who the person who was coming today.

Ye Yuanyuan thought like this, his eyes became even darker, and somehow, he remembered the sea of blood twelve years ago in a trance, and his face gradually became gloomy.