Don't look in the mirror in the middle of the night.

Because, the shadow reflected in the bronze mirror is not you!

After a winter rain, the sky of Yunjiaji is still gray, the cold wind is blowing, the shops along the street are closed tightly, and the street is also deserted, only the lantern in front of the Ruyi rouge shop is still lit, flickering and shaking in the cold wind.

The husband carried a gong and wrapped in a heavy cotton coat, pressed his head very low, and struggled to move forward in the cold wind. If it weren't for the family's livelihood difficulties, he would really not want to choose this errand, let alone choose to go out at this time. Looking at the sky, he trembled and stretched his hand out of his cuffs, first striking the hammer softly on the surface of the gong. After hearing the hum, he took a deep breath and struck a stick heavily. He cleared his throat and shouted, "Big ghosts and little ghosts sit in rows, it's safe and sound!" ”

The gong was struck three times, and the slogan was shouted three times, which was a reminder that it was the third watch at this time.

Every time the husband shouted, he felt the cold wind pour some into his stomach along his throat, and after three shouts, he felt that his whole stomach was cold, and his throat seemed to be frozen, and the cold was uncomfortable. When he reached the less dense part of the house, he rubbed his hands, took out the flask hidden in his bosom, and took a few sips of it.

Although this wine is also cold, it is wrapped in the arms, and it is still somewhat warm. After a few sips of wine, not only did the stomach warm up, the throat moistened, but even the body became warmer. The husband wrapped himself in cotton clothes contentedly, and prepared to follow the path in front of him and turn into another alley.

However, it was at this time that he heard a noise.

It wasn't loud, but it sounded very noticeable in the deserted street. The husband followed the sound and looked over, only to see the swarthy in front of him, and by the faint light in the sky and the lamp in his hand, he could barely make out the outlines of some houses.

The husband recognized that place, which was the only official post station on the Yun family, but because the Yun family was too small, the officials who came and went in the imperial court usually did not choose to stay here, except for the county lord who occasionally came to live because of the office, most of the time it was vacant.

The old Wang Tou, who is in charge of the post station, usually has a good relationship with him, so occasionally, he will go into the post station to take a look, and by the way, he will find the old Wang Tou to drink a little wine and blow a calf. The old king's work is more leisurely than his, and he is lazy, and in a cold winter season like this, if it is not official business, he must definitely sleep until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

This is making noise at the gate of the post station, could it be that the official family is passing by here late at night and needs to stay here?

Thinking to himself, the husband moved his feet a few steps forward, squinted, and lifted the lantern in his hand high.

In front of the post station, it was empty, not to mention a human figure, not even a ghost shadow to see a single one.

The husband shook his head, thinking to himself, he has enough to do, in this cold day, even if he is passing by the office, it is impossible to be so diligent as him, and he has to run to this Yunjiaji post station in the middle of the night to rest. Just as he was about to turn around and go back, he heard the voice in his ears again.

Gollum...... Gollum...... A bright, somewhat dazzling thing rolled under his feet.

The husband rubbed his eyes and looked intently, only to see a mirror on his feet. The mirror is only the size of a palm, and the workmanship is exquisite.

"Who threw the mirror here in the middle of the night?"

The husband babbled in pieces, carrying a lantern and shining around, and he was the only one on the huge street.

"It's strange, there's not even a ghost, where did this mirror come from?"

The husband made sure again, stayed where he was for a while, and when he saw that no one was coming, he bent down and picked up the mirror. This bronze mirror is gilded, the workmanship is very fine, and it can only be used by large families at a glance. It's just that it doesn't look like a new thing, because there is a lot of patina on the surface, and there is a lot of dirt on the pattern on the back, and if you get closer, you can smell a fishy smell of earth.

The husband looked at the ground, and then looked at the post station not far from him, and wondered in his heart, could it be that someone stayed at this post station at night and accidentally left this bronze mirror on the ground. Plus the wind was strong at this time, so it was blown to your feet? But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that something is wrong, whose official family will bring such a patina mirror when they go out.

The husband couldn't figure out what was going on here, but he could figure out one thing, that is, if the bronze mirror was pawned, it should be able to exchange a lot of silver and come back. It's coming to the end of the year, and the old and young in the family have not yet cut new clothes, this God not only let him meet this mirror, but also deserves him to make a small fortune.

Thinking of this, the husband couldn't help humming a little song excitedly. Stuffed the gong and the beating stick into his armpits, and carefully wiped the mirror with his free hand.

The surface of this bronze mirror is very finely polished, even if there is patina, rub it hard, and it will become bright. The back is a convex carved maid pattern, and the figure is carved lifelike, but looking at the clothes worn by the woman, it is not from the Tang Dynasty, but from the previous dynasty.

The husband pinched the corner of his clothes with his hand, carefully cleaned the dirt behind the bronze mirror, and when the whole picture was revealed, he was stunned in confusion. It turned out that there were multiple patterns drawn behind the bronze mirror. In the middle is the Xiangyun Palace, in the middle of the carved crane and a turtle, on the left is a young woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, on the right is a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, holding floating dust. The more I looked at this picture, the more strange I felt, and gradually the husband had a strange feeling that this mirror should not be for the living, but for the funeral utensils of a wealthy family.

Thinking of the word funeral, the husband felt that the chill on his body was getting heavier and heavier. But the poor people would rather die for wealth than be haunted by ghosts. Gritting his teeth, he was going to stuff the bronze mirror into his arms.

When he went to stuff the bronze mirror with his backhand, a light suddenly flashed on the bronze mirror. The husband subconsciously glanced at it, only to see that there was a woman's shadow in the mirror at some point. The shadow was very graceful, but it was dressed in pitch black. When the husband wanted to take a closer look at the woman in the mirror, the woman in the bronze mirror disappeared.

The husband rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then rubbed the surface of the bronze mirror, and saw that only his own face was reflected in the mirror, so he breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the mirror into his arms, and continued to move forward.

I don't know if it's because I have this mirror in my arms, but I always feel that the second half of the night is much quieter than the first half of the night. Originally, I could still hear one or two insect chirpings occasionally, and even faintly heard the sound of the male owner snoring and the children's dreams when passing by a house, but now all the sounds are gone. The whole world became quiet, and this excessive silence also made the husband's heart furious, always feeling that something ominous was about to happen.

Holding his breath in his heart, he finally passed the fifth watch, and he hurriedly returned home with his things for the watch. When I closed the door and saw my wife and children sleeping, the uneasy feeling in my heart gradually dissipated.

The husband breathed a sigh of relief, sat down in his chair, and reached out to take out the wine in his arms, but his fingers touched the bronze mirror, so he took out a piece. The flask is warm, but the bronze mirror is cold. He took a sip of wine, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the bronze mirror.

The mirror seemed to be brighter than when it was first picked up, and even the dirt on the back pattern rubbed off the clothes a lot, and the carved lines softened. After turning the bronze mirror in his hand several times, the husband's gaze fell on the woman's face again.

The woman has a beautiful goose egg face, and her slender willow eyebrows are curved, like the moon hanging in the sky when she goes out to play the watch on a summer night. The nose is quite straight, whether viewed from the front or from the side, it is delicate and cute. The woman's mouth is small, and when you look at it from the front, you will feel that she is feigning anger, but when you look at it from the side, you will faintly feel that she is laughing.

The husband stared at the woman's mouth, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt seductive, and he couldn't help but lick his lips and gently rub the woman's face with his fingertips. Strangely, the touch coming from under the fingertips was as if it were touching real skin.

"Could it be that this is a treasure mirror?" Thinking in his heart, the gaze of the bronze mirror became hotter and hotter.

He had heard many stories about fairy fox monsters told by the gentleman, and the stories often had one thing in common, that is, those fairy fox monsters would turn into gentle and lovely women, come to their benefactors, and make promises. The husband was thinking in his heart, he picked up this bronze mirror in the middle of the night, helped it clean it carefully, and brought it home, how can it be regarded as a kind of grace, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the woman's laughter, the kind that was soft, shy and timid, and seemed to be half-hidden by the sleeves of her coat. The laughter came out of the bronze mirror, seeping into the pores of his body from all directions, and he couldn't help but shudder.

The husband suddenly woke up and threw the bronze mirror on the ground in a panic. The laughter in my ears changed, into a dark, chilling laugh, and it seemed to come not from the bronze mirror, but through the door.

The husband held his breath and cautiously turned his gaze to the door of his house, which was pushed open by the wind......

The husband's mind seemed to be frozen by the cold wind, and he couldn't imagine what he would see when the door was pushed open. A beautiful woman like a woman who had just stepped down from the bronze mirror, or a female ghost with a cloak and a pair of bloody eyes. He began to breathe involuntarily, desperately trying to escape from this house, but helplessly found that his legs were like being filled with lead, and he couldn't move a bit.

(Education 123 Literature Network)