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Mirrors are the weirdest thing in the world. Feng Shui mirrors cannot be facing the bed, because the mirror can reflect the evil qi, and when you are asleep at night, the evil qi is reflected from the mirror to the bed, which is very bad for people. Therefore, some people may have felt that when they sleep at night, most people will subconsciously turn their backs to the mirror and dare not look at themselves in the mirror. I'm afraid of seeing something bad.

And the mirror is also an object to ward off evil spirits, because the consciousness of the ghost after death does not know that it is dead. When the ghost looks in the mirror, what is reflected in the mirror is the miserable appearance of the ghost after his death.

When Uncle Du, Liu Yuanqing and others went to Shaanxi, Leng Qi was still in Nanjing, if it wasn't for Li Mengkai's reckless rush over, Leng Qi wouldn't know the news at all.

Li Mengkai didn't leave when he came, I don't know if it was because someone shared this anxiety, Li Mengkai's anxiety was much less, and he changed back to that gentle and elegant appearance.

On the contrary, Leng Qi and Ma Zi were in a bad mood all day, and even Ah Mu had a lot of less witty words.

As the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a father for life, in Leng Qi's heart, Liu Yuanqing's status is on par with his biological parents, and Ma Zi's heart is the same.

But during this period, Ma Zi and Leng Qi tried to ask Li Mengkai to contact a few more old men, but there was no news. Even the person who sent the photo disappeared.

The only clue is the pile of weird black and white photos.

The only thing that can be seen from the photos is that everything in these photos has only one purpose, that is, to summon ghosts, whether it is a black cat, a mahogany comb or a mirror in a thatched house, they are all folk ghost summoning techniques.

What kind of strange people would do everything possible to do such a thing?

And what does this have to do with the Duality? Even Ma Zi, who has always been thoughtful, has no clue, several elders are gone, the news is lost, life and death are unknown, and it is naturally impossible for a junior to sit and wait.

But there was no sense of direction, and Leng Qi didn't know what to do.

In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly a year, Ah Mu and the third master went out to buy red paper, there is so much yellow paper in the shop, and the red paper is really not found. Buying red paper is naturally for the purpose of writing couplets.

Leng Qi looked at Li Mengkai, who was holding a teapot and brewing green tea, and he was angry: "The surname is Li, do you still have a conscience?" When do you still have the leisure to drink tea? ”

"What, no? I've been anxious for so long, it's time for you two to get angry in a hurry, right? Besides, is it useful for you to be in a hurry for so long? Li Mengkai didn't reply with the purple sand pot.

Leng Qiqi said: "Then what do you say?" ”

Li Mengkai put down the teapot, looked out of the door, and said softly: "After the New Year, the monk of Liuqing himself is a little weaker, although the bald eggs are disgusting, but in the end, it is our gang, and we can't be bullied?" ”

Leng Qi's face was straight, he turned over and sat up and began to toss in the house, Ma Zi was pulled back from his contemplation by Leng Qi, and shouted into the room in confusion: "Old Qi, what are you tossing?" ”

"Don't wait for the end of the year, let's go now!" Leng Qi's voice came from the room.

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The year is over, there is a simple and simple middle-aged man on the snow-swept clean path in the alley outside the shop, with a broad and powerful shoulder carrying a bamboo flat pole, two special large bamboo baskets filled with all kinds of haberdashery, and the two ends of the flat pole are hung with red rope threads for women's bright and dazzling hairpins, and the pen used by children in school.

Holding a tuba rattle in his hand, "Goo Dong...... Shaking with a bang"

While shaking, he shouted in an obviously foreign accent: "Hey midwinter~ little thing, hairpin book little sugar cake"

Li Mengkai looked at Leng Qi, who had packed up his clothes, and pointed at Leng Qi's nose with disdain: "I said Leng Qi, why can't you grow your brains?" ”

Leng Qi's face darkened: "The surname is Li, have you said something cool?" ”

"Obviously, you don't have a long brain, so you blame me for saying cool things?"

"Why don't I have a brain? Are you fucking looking for a cigarette? ”

Li Mengkai put away the teapot and was so angry: "What a stubborn donkey, stubborn donkey!" I don't talk to you! ”

The merchant man outside the door seemed to find that he had gone to the wrong place, and not many people were willing to buy their own goods in such a dead end, so he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Li Mengkai.

Ma Zi rubbed his head and smiled bitterly: "Old Seven, now is indeed not the time, the merchant outside is not a local when he hears it, if we rush over at the end of the year, won't the unfamiliar person seem more eye-catching?" It's easy to be targeted! ”

Listening to Ma Zi's words, Leng Qi was a little stupid, and said to himself: "I'll clean up first, won't it be easy when the time comes!" ”

Ma Zi: "......"

Li Mengkai came in from outside with a few hairpins and a bag of brown Li cakes, and saw that Leng Qi had already put the things back, and let out a heavy sigh without a good face: "Hmph!" ”

Leng Qi glanced at Li Mengkai and said the same: "Hmph!" ”

The third master and Ah Mu used a small cart to pull back a cart of things, all of which were firecrackers, grain and oil, red paper and something.

Naturally, there is no need to trouble others when writing couplets, and it is more than enough to pull out one of the three of Leng Qimazi and Li Mengkai at will. After studying the ink, Ma Zi took the pen and wrote: "Heshun has a hundred blessings, and the word peace is worth a thousand gold", cut a paragraph of red paper, and wrote a horizontal criticism: "Vientiane update"

Ma Zi wrote couplets, Li Mengkai chewed pear cake, took out a few hairpins and smiled at Ah Mu: "Sister, send you a few hairpins!" ”

Ah Mu went to pick it up with a smile, but in vain he heard Leng Qi's weird words: "What kind of vision, such an ugly style is not uncommon in my family!" ”

The original smile on Ah Mu's face faded instantly, and he looked disgusted with a straight face: "That's it, what kind of vision, it's ugly to death, I'm not rare!" Yes, Seventh Brother! ”

Leng Qi smiled and blossomed, and proudly pulled Ah Mu and rubbed Ah Mu's hair: "It's really good, my brother bought it for you another day!" ”

Li Mengkai's face had turned black into carbon, but the third master smiled, leaned over and rubbed his hands and said: "Master Li, give the amount, give the amount, this aunt can't look down on how good the amount is!" ”

Li Mengkai was full of doubts, and stared at the third master curiously: "San'er, what do you want this woman to use?" ”

"Sent to the widow in the east, oh, Meidi is very ......"

"Get out!"

Li Mengkai smashed the hairpin on the third master and was furious.

It is a matter of cultural people to write couplets, and it can be regarded as a skill, at that time, the folk people were still very literate, and naturally there were people who saw the couplets written by Ma Zi, and only thought it was good-looking, and someone immediately brought two fruits to the door.

With the first one, there was the second one, and in the end, Leng Qi and Li Mengkai were all busy.