Standing in the courtyard, Shen Shuyi looked up at the sky, the sun had been hidden in the clouds, and the sky was dark. From time to time, a cold wind swirled, and the old branches in the middle were already covered with a little emerald color, and it seemed that it was really difficult to distinguish the real from the fake for a while.

The woman who pretended to be Song Wanyan stood beside her with a smile, and the crimson gown was particularly bright in the dark scenery, which was easy to look bloated, but it was different when she was dressed, and it was enchanting and gorgeous, revealing a compelling extravagance.

The gown was the dress of the Ming Dynasty, and Shen Lingxi was the person at that time, so it was not strange that the spiritual objects in the Dark Sun Mirror were dressed like this.

"Senior, why has this changed?" After a while, he asked.

The woman also raised her head slightly and said, "It's from my heart, it's just a cloudy day, if it rains, I have to throw you out." She stared at him as she spoke.

Shen Shuyi sweated slightly, this throwing it out was obviously not as simple as letting him go.

"It's okay for you to call me Yang Xian, a senior, and you call me old." She continued, and approached quite secretly, "The dead man's face is the immortal, but you can stay away from him, don't talk about freezing to death, that kind of person, there is no emotion." ”

Shen Shuyi's indifferent voice flashed in his mind, and he was also slightly curious in his heart, this immortal had never spoken since he said a few words, and his appearance had not changed, and he didn't know what his true appearance was.

The Shen family now has almost no record of the Stygian Mirror, not to mention the two spirits inside, there are very few living souls that can be relied on here, and he can only escape if he knows more.

Yang Xian could obviously see that he was thinking about this, but as long as he asked, he would answer, obviously without fear, from this point of view, this mirror realm was probably much more complicated than he thought.

Shen Shuyi pondered for a while, and then asked: "If it is really in the mirror, this realm should be unbounded, I say so, right?" ”

Yang Xian nodded, motioned for him to follow, and walked slowly outside.

As he walked, he said: "Yes, it's not right, it varies from person to person, everything you care about is here, if you don't have anything in your heart, I can't make it out of thin air." ”

Led him all the way to the door of Shen's house and stopped, Yang Xian pointed to the closed door and motioned for him to open it.

The Shen family's yin house was built with great care, and a large part of the main house and ancestral hall were never lighted, so the courtyard walls were also higher than ordinary people. Just listening, it was quiet outside, and it was hard to tell what kind of scene it was.

He already had a guess in his heart, since the Mirror Realm was generated by everything he cared about, and there was nothing he didn't care about, then I was afraid that there would be a shattered and withered picture outside.

If this is the case, it will be even more curious, and many of them are subconscious, and many people themselves don't know what they care about, and he is the same.

Just like Song Wanyan's unexpected appearance, he himself didn't expect to see someone so much in his heart.

Shen Shuyi inhaled slightly, walked over and put his hands on the door, and pulled them away little by little.

"There used to be stupid people who went to great lengths to come to this ghost door to close it, just to see what they wanted." There was a light laugh from Yang Xian behind him, but the scene outside the door couldn't help but chill.

With the courtyard wall as the boundary, it is really as Shen Shuyi thought, it is all a broken scene. In front of Shen's house, it was the only long street on the shore of Quyun, and this street still appeared, but the houses on both sides of the street were "intermittent", some could be seen, and some were like being shrouded in fog It was a muddy white.

"Look, the other side is selling the cloud cake you used to love." Yang Xian also looked at this scene with great interest, but the meaning of playfulness was deeper. She walked straight past Shen Shuyi's side to the opposite side, there was a shelf outside the small shophouse, and there were layers of cloud cakes on the board, as if they had just been made, and they were still emitting heat.

Yang Xian picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, tasted it, his eyes lit up, and he ate a little more, and then simply picked up a piece and ate it slowly, beckoning to Shen Shuyi.

Shen Shuyi's brows furrowed, and he walked over slowly, picked up a little on the desk and put it in his mouth.

Exactly what he ate when he was a kid. When he was young, he loved sweets, and this family's cloud cake was never tired of eating, so his mother asked Qingshi to buy him a little every day, and he will never forget this taste for the rest of his life.

But that was nearly ten years ago, the second year he went to learn opera, the shopkeeper closed his door and went to Wuzhong, and then there was no news, now this place should be an empty shop, after all, it is facing the Shen family, and most people don't want to buy it if they don't think it's good.

At this point, Shen Shuyi finally understood that this realm in the mirror was originally constructed out of thin air by synthesizing what the people in the mirror wanted to do, and it could even transcend the boundaries of the rules and blend things from different times together.

And this is not an illusion, for a mirror, there is no sense of truth or falsehood.

Yang Xian put one hand on his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Look, this road is the road to the Lu family and the Zhou family, this is the road to the post house, every time you go to Xingzhen, you have to pass through ......."

Turning her gaze, she seemed to have fully understood Shen Shuyi's thoughts, and explained them one by one without any difference, until an alley on the side of the street, looking at the direction leading to the outside of the city, Yang Xian stopped when he said this.

Shen Shuyi looked at the alley, thinking for a long time to no avail, and was a little dazed in his heart, he had always had a good memory, how could he not remember where this alley went?

Yang Xian also looked quietly for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to know what's at the end of that road?" ”

Quyun is an authentic water town, and there are many alleys, Shen Shuyi is indeed difficult to have ideas for a while, but Yang Xian's words made him guess.

This realm was created according to his ideas, so the two immortals of the Stygian Sun probably knew about this place according to his memory, but if even he didn't know about it, these two people probably wouldn't know about it.

This is very important, if it is completely seen through, it is undoubtedly a dead end, but if there is a place where neither party knows in this scenario dominated by him, it is equivalent to having an opportunity, as long as he finds this place, it can be regarded as a tie with the Stygian Mirror, and the current passive situation has a chance to reverse.

Although the probability is very low, Shen Shuyi can't think of a bad situation.

"I don't remember, I want to check it out." He shook his head and said.

Yang Xian smiled lightly, waved his hand at the empty street, and heard a sound of horses roaring in the distance, and the sound of running came to them, and they were two black horses that looked extremely handsome, and the horses were fully saddled, and they stopped in front of them.

"yes, I haven't played in a long time." She said, her eyes shining like a warning.

Shen Shuyi pretended not to see it, pulled one of them, turned over the horse, fortunately he learned to ride a horse when he was a child, otherwise it would be really difficult, but I don't know if Yang Xian chose a horse instead of a carriage because he knew this.

The imaginary horse in this mirror seemed to be able to understand people's thoughts, and as soon as he sat down and moved, the horse galloped on its own, and when he looked back, Yang Xian followed closely behind him.

Da Ming's jacket is complicated and not suitable for horseback riding, and Yang Xian has changed into a dress with onyx buttons on his body at this time, and the style is exactly the photo sent back by Shen Qiu when he was studying abroad.

Shen Shuyi said silently in his heart, it is worthy of being the magic weapon of the ancestors, and even the impression of a glimpse can become true.

Yang Xian glanced at him when he saw him, and asked with a smile, "Is it much better looking than those people?" ”

Shen Shuyi was embarrassed, he couldn't answer this, but Yang Xian's dress was really not bad, there was less glamorousness, more sharp sharpness, and the whole person was completely new, but it was more attractive.

It's a pity that Shen Shuyi didn't dare to look at it in this realm, and turned around to concentrate on riding a horse as if he didn't see it too quickly.

The alley was easy to walk, and there was no such thing as a fork in the road, he didn't remember the main one, and the one next to it was even more foggy.

After half an hour of walking, I walked out of Quyun Town, and then there was the bamboo forest, and the fog on both sides was concentrated only on this narrow path, and it was difficult to see where to go.

After walking so far, Shen Shuyi was also a little surprised in his heart, his mind was still blank, and no sporadic impressions flashed, even he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the Stygian Mirror had not been used for many years, and he had never been to this place at all?

But this possibility only exists in the imagination, not to mention the instrument itself, just the clear direction along the way, obviously cannot be fabricated out of thin air.

Shen Shuyi's heart sank slightly, it seemed that this trip in the mirror would make him remember some of the past that he had forgotten, and this past should be what he subconsciously wanted to forget, so now that he walked through it, he had no impression in his mind at all.

As for what it is, I'm afraid we will not be able to answer until it really arrives.

Continuing along the road, Shen Shuyi estimated that when he was about to get out of the bamboo forest, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, a huge range of bamboo forest appeared in front of him, and the white mist surrounded this bamboo forest under the horse's hooves, and his answer should be in the middle of the bamboo forest.

Shen Shuyi dismounted, found a bamboo to tie the horse, and looked back, Yang Xian also got off the horse, but he didn't tie it, and let the horse graze on the ground.

"Let's go." Yang Xian was still smiling, and the meaning was hard to fathom.

She looked at him for a while, then raised her feet and walked to the forest first, followed by Shen Shuyi.

The air in the bamboo forest is fresh, as if it has just rained, but the ground is dry, and this feeling is only found in April and May every year. Shen Shuyi said in his heart, sure enough, it was another period of misplaced time.

The deeper it went, the sky was getting darker, and the sun in the mirror was about to set.

"That's fast...... Yang Xian muttered, pausing in front of him and looking up at the sky.

The sun rises and sets, the principle of heaven and earth, Shen Shuyi didn't feel anything, hung his head and continued to walk forward, only hearing a strange laugh from Yang Xian in his ears.

After taking a few steps, he realized that something was wrong, and when he looked back, where was the figure of Yang Xian in the empty bamboo forest?