"Du Juan, is the young master back?" In the Buddhist hall in the back garden of the Zhizhou Mansion, Mrs. He knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha shrine, the rosary in her hand stopped turning, opened her eyes and asked.

"Madam, the young master has not come back yet. It's getting dark, and my dad really is. The maid Du Juan, who was standing not far from Mrs. He, said with some complaints.

"Okay, has the master come back from the mansion?"

"No, ma'am, the lord hasn't come back either."

"Oh? Du Juan, let Mother Liu warm all the cooked meals, I want to see when the two of them will come back? ”

"Yes, yes, ma'am." Du Juan heard the deep dissatisfaction and the trace of coldness in Mrs. He's words, and couldn't help but bow his head and turn around, and quickly walked out of the door of the Buddhist hall.

In the candlelight that shook leisurely, a string of rosaries slammed on one of the table legs of the confession, and with a "snap" sound, they scattered in all directions, and the rosaries made of rosewood jumped happily on the ground.

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"Nameless Senior Brother, Nameless Senior Brother, where are you, where are you? I...... Ahem, ahem, aa, aa. When Wuhua woke up and slowly got up from the ground, he opened his hazy eyes and looked around in a daze, not knowing where he was for a while.

A violent cough touched the wounds on his body, and Wuhua rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands to make himself more sober.

This seems to be a person's bedroom, and it seems that it can't be called a bedroom anymore, such a large bedroom should be called a dormitory. And it must have looked like a woman's dormitory, and it must have been a very wealthy woman.

Because not far in front of Wuhua's body, there is a huge stone bed that is carved out of what material it is made of. On the bed frame of the carved dragon and phoenix, a circle of pink, light and faintly transparent curtains hangs. And when I looked up at the center of the roof, there were many huge night pearls. Like the stars in the night sky, they are exuding a cold and soft glow. As for the specific distribution shape of those night pearls, it took no time to see. Because she was already attracted by a strange fragrance that she smelled in her nose, she went away without flowers.

When I got closer, it turned out that on the other side of the big bed, there was an extremely luxurious dresser.

On the dressing table, carved from some kind of jade, there are boxes and bottles and jars of various materials, and the fragrance slowly emanates from among them.

Looking at the super-large dresser in front of him, which was about three zhang long and one zhang wide, Nameless was stunned for a while. Is this in the middle of the legendary Ouchi Palace? Is this the queen mother's dormitory or a noble concubine's mother? But he was obviously in the Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave with a few unknown senior brothers?

Is the person in that huge mirror on the dresser himself? So, is that a mirror? What are the flowers, birds, insects and fish inlaid on the pillars on both sides of the mirror and the frame of the mirror, with bursts of golden brilliance? I just saw that there was a five-clawed golden dragon embedded in the border pillar on the left side of the mirror, and a phoenix embedded in the border pillar on the right side. I've never seen these with my own eyes, but I've seen some similar patterns and textures in some Taoist classics.

Is this a mirror? How can it be so clearly illuminated, almost instantly? Is this a bronze mirror? But the small bronze mirror I used to reflect the figure is very blurry?

The little monthly money that I had saved with my own frugality was bought at a roadside stall in Haizhou City on the day of the March 3rd Shangsi Festival three years ago. I remember that I bargained with the seller for a while, and finally the people finally sold the nine coins of silver to me as if they had suffered a big loss. Of course, I bought a cheap small bronze mirror that I had always wanted, and I was happy for a few days.

Although Wuhua was raised as a boy by the rainy Taoist since she was a child, and she has always been dressed as a Taoist child, but in fact, she is still a little girl after all.

Ever since she was four or five years old, she has been alone and has her own small room after Governor Duoyu taught her how to dress, wash, bathe, and so on. When she was twelve years old, she woke up in the middle of the night and found that her lower body and bed were covered with scarlet blood, and she was so frightened that she put on a Taoist robe at night and ran all the way to find the rainy Taoist who was meditating in the ashram.

When the rainy governor finally figured out what was wrong with him from his trembling words, he just muttered to himself: The child has grown up.

I remember that night, like a thief, the rainy Guan Lord quietly went down the mountain with himself and found the widowed Aunt Feng at the foot of the Taoist Temple of the Jade Emperor Palace.

I had been staying at Aunt Feng'er's house for seven or eight days that time, and I also figured out why I was bleeding for no reason.

It turns out that I am different from the other Taoist children in the Taoist temple, they are all boys, and I am a girl. However, at that time, the master of the rainy temple and later his master told him not to say that he was a girl, and when I was okay in the future, I would not mess around and play with other Taoist children in the Taoist temple. Senior Brother Yuchen, who has been playing with him since he was a child and has always been very good, has been estranged by himself intentionally or unintentionally for the past year and a half. Every time Senior Brother Yuchen came to play with him, he always had to think of some tactful reason to refuse him and apologize. Fortunately, Senior Brother Yuchen is very generous and not angry with himself. Every time Xiu Mu goes down the mountain, he will bring himself a string of rock sugar gourds, and he likes to eat the rock sugar gourd made of hawthorn the most. Every time I think about it, I feel like I'm going to drool and fill my mouth, it seems that I'm really a delicious ghost, hehe.

Since that time, I have been very hungry for the osmanthus rock sugar brown sugar water boiled by Aunt Feng. I don't know if Aunt Feng is doing well now, and I haven't visited her for more than a month. The last time I went was during the New Year, during the New Year. Since then, he has been staying in the Taoist temple and sweeping the floor, wiping the tables and chairs and the statues of the gods and kings with other people every day, making various preparations for the worship ceremony of the third day of March. When I go back this time, I must remember to buy more Aunt Feng's favorite Qingtuan and mung bean cake for her, and I must not forget it. I'm a very careful and understanding girl, hehe, Aunt Feng always praises me like this in private. Every time I look at Aunt Feng'er looking at me, why do I always think of my ruthless mother who I have never met.

After the third day of March, it's almost Qingming, and it's time to eat Qingtuaner.

I don't know where the nameless brother went? Also, there's Master, he's ......

Wuhua suddenly came back to her senses, and found that she had sat on the jade circle chair in front of the dresser for some time, and a trace of coldness was spreading all over her body from this stone chair, which was very comfortable, but it was just a little too cold, if only it could be a little warmer.

Thinking like this, Wuhua suddenly felt that the original wisps of coolness seemed to suddenly become really warm.

"This, this ......" Wuhua couldn't help but be very surprised, looking at the stone circle chair she was sitting on, which chair was this, this is a small bed, okay, just your own body, if you lie on it, you can turn over casually.

"Where the hell is this?" Wuhua looked at herself in the mirror in front of her, which was already close to him, if this was really just a mirror. No matter, since you can see a human figure, it must be a mirror.

The smell of the smell is really good, it is not light, it is not strong, it is fragrant but not greasy, it smells very comfortable and comfortable, and it feels very transparent from head to toe.

"Isn't it all spices on this dresser?" Muhua muttered, moved forward, sat down on the edge of the lap chair as large as a small bed, and raised her hands to touch a square stone box with a hollow lotus pattern carved on the lid.