Chapter 3 Face

The water boiled, the water sounded, and a fountain erupted from the lake. This current is very clear. Clean as jade, coming out of the black-green lake, like a white lotus flower born in a muddy pond. The water spouted higher and higher, more than two meters above the surface of the water, and at the top of the current, the water splashed in all directions, and a golden ball floated.

As soon as this thing came out, the crowd on the shore of the lake seemed to be boiling the pot, the drums shook the sky, the firecrackers rang out, and the dragon team was played. Pan-dragon boating, all the celebrations began. The man who played Lu Dongbin stepped on stilts and slowly leaned down in an extremely difficult posture, getting lower and lower, which meant that he wanted to use his hands to take the gold beads on the top of the white fountain on the lake in the distance.

The drums beat rhythmically. Everyone's eyes were glued to him. In the eyes of the copper lock, he was looking for death, stepping on stilts of five or six meters, and the whole person slowly tilted down like a crane, to get an inexplicable bead in the deep lake, once he fell into the water. Just these two thick and long stilts, they can immediately take him to the bottom, and they can't be saved.

But, then again, where did this bead come from? How can it spurt out with the flow of water? It's really weird. Zhenmu pit technique.

The copper lock was already a Jiangnan family at that time, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, and wooden beds, and there was not so much fat and powder, there were no toys in the room, and at most there was a set of tea sets and a red gauze lantern on the table. It's so late, the ladies are resting, there is a green gauze tent hanging at the head of the bed, and the copper lock is so lustful, he walked to the side of the bed and lifted the curtain to take a few looks.

I asked him how the girls looked, and the copper lock didn't speak for a long time, and said in silence for a while, "I can't see their faces." ”

A few of us looked at each other. Copperlock explained that the girls wore thick veils when they slept, revealing only two eyes and not seeing their faces at all.

After looking at a few young ladies, Copper Lock felt a strange feeling in his heart, their faces were covered to nothing, and the strangest thing was that when he saw the eyes of the young ladies, he suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu. It seems that in real life, I have seen these people before.

That's weird. Could it be that I have mapped the faces of the people I know in reality into my dreams?

Moreover, there is a very strange phenomenon in the boudoirs he enters, that is, there are no mirrors in these rooms. A girl's boudoir can be plain, elegant, without cosmetics or decorations, but it is absolutely impossible to be without a mirror.

Why is this happening?

Although he was in a quiet boudoir with a weak girl lying on the bed, the copper lock felt a chill and terror that went straight to the bone marrow for no reason.

What the hell is this place? Why don't all the people show their faces, why don't there be mirrors?

These questions are indeed confusing, but I have the simplest explanation, because it is the dream of the Copper Lock. Dreams, it doesn't matter, it's normal to be weird and can't explain it.

But Copper Lock faintly felt that these abnormal details seemed to be a sign or a revelation. It's like you're playing an escape room game, and these details are actually a disguised escape cue.

Although he realized this at the time, he didn't take it seriously. It's just a dream, what is there to prompt, can't you wake up yet, only by cracking the code in the dream can you return to the real world? Amusing.

But now he understands! The Brass Lock tells us that only by cracking these wacky hints can he escape the fate of death!

Xie Ling and Xie Nanhua looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn, they were not careless because this was a dream of copper locks. Judging by their expressions, they seemed to decipher something very heavy. But the two of them never spoke, and I didn't want to ask, so I could only wait for the copper lock to finish the experience.

The copper lock told us that what happened below, and he still has lingering fears when he thinks about it.

The copper lock walked back and forth in his dream, and as he walked, he came to a room in the depths of the courtyard, and pushed the door open. The room is large, as if it is made up of two small rooms, and it is uniquely decorated. The style is broad, and there is a wooden case on the ground, on which there is no pen holder or rice paper, but a picture of the spring palace is laid out.

This spring palace picture is from the handwriting of celebrities, Danqing is exquisite, the little woman on it is graceful and lovely, not a trace, hidden in the flowers, it is really amorous, quite the beauty of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. But such a picture of the spring palace that provoked fire, but the copper lock was cold and refreshing, and the hairs were blown up.

Because this little woman didn't paint her face.

The face is full of white flowers, without facial features, and it looks extremely gloomy.

Why is this happening, could it be that the world he has crossed over is the world of faceless people? The copper lock was a little scared, he looked around the room, the atmosphere here was very strange, the pillars of the porch were lit with human-shaped lamps, there was a large suitcase lacquer cabinet in the corner, and the wall was hung with Suzhou embroidery of beautiful flowers and birds.

All in all, it's a bit ambiguous, like a palace.

He had a premonition that something bad was going to happen here, and he was about to turn around and walk when he suddenly saw a woman coming in from outside. Unable to determine if she really couldn't see herself, the copper lock hesitated, turned behind the long curtain of the pillar, and hid.

The woman was wearing a long robe on the outside, but she was wearing a profane dress with a red belly pocket on the inside, and she was full of style. But it's understandable, this is the inner family courtyard, all of them are young ladies, ladies, maids, old mothers or something, all of them are female dependents, and it's okay if you run naked.

The woman was holding a small fan in her hand, always hiding her face, revealing only fox-like eyes.

She slowly walked to the long case, picked up the picture of the Spring Palace, and looked up and down. The brass lock crept out from behind the pillar, and from his point of view, the woman was holding a drawing, just blocking her front, and the lights behind her flickered, and her figure came out through the drawing paper, she seemed to coincide with the faceless woman in the painting, and the atmosphere was both ambiguous and strange.

Copper lock thought, the person on the painting has no face, doesn't this woman feel strange when she looks at the painting?

The woman put down the drawing, turned around, walked step by step to the dark lacquer cabinet, gently stroked the chiseled pattern on it, and knocked it three times. I only heard a "bang", and the cabinet door above was pushed open, and a person actually crawled out of it.

The copper lock saw his eyelids jumping, damn it, there is actually a person hidden here, and he won't show his face just now. He couldn't take his eyes off it, and he didn't dare to breathe.

The man was masked, like an ancient hero, dressed as a peasant, with open shoulders, hemp trousers, and straw sandals, which looked exactly the same as a copper lock.

The copper lock was in a trance, and for a moment, he thought he had come out of the cabinet.

As soon as the woman saw the person, she didn't say a word, she threw herself into her arms, and the two of them hugged and kissed there.

The copper lock wiped his eyes and scolded secretly, this must be the wife of the rich man, who is fucking stealing men here. Copper lock suddenly thought of a question, both of them hid their faces, how to kiss?

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