It's a pity that there is no iron pellet to ring the bell in the bell for a long time, and without the iron pellet, a weapon is just like that.

I sighed, put the bell and candlestick together, and took out the gossip corpse mirror, which had lost its mana since it had been polluted by filthy dirt last time.

I'll have to find a way to get it back, it's a terrible artifact.

I found the gasoline drum that burned the paper, found some scrap of firewood paper, lit it inside, and put the mirror in it.

The tongue of fire kept beating on the bronze mirror, and the mirror, which was originally muddy and could not reflect the human figure at all, magically began to become smooth.

Flame can wash away all the dirt in the world, and if a metal instrument like this is contaminated, it must be burned with fire, and it will burn brighter and brighter.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a person who accidentally fell into a dry well, and found a dry tree root at the bottom of the well.

The man actually saw some good deeds he had done in the past in the mirror, and he knew that it was a treasure, and when he got out of the dry well, he presented the treasure mirror to the prefectural order.

The county magistrate took a look at it, and what was reflected in the mirror was actually a picture of him being corrupt and taking bribes. He was so enmitigated that he had wood brought and burned the mirror.

Unexpectedly, the treasure mirror became brighter and brighter as it burned, revealing all the evil things that all the people who burned it in the past, and frightened everyone to flee in all directions.

The county commander was annoyed and angry, and asked people to find feces and filth, and poured it on the treasure mirror, and the mirror surface of the treasure mirror immediately became foggy, and nothing could be seen.

The prefectural decree told the person offering the mirror to throw the mirror back into the well, but there was no impermeable wall in the world, and the matter spread quickly to the ears of the emperor. The emperor ordered someone to fetch the treasure mirror, wanting to restore the mana of the treasure mirror.

A Taoist priest told him that as long as he put it in the fire and burn it, the emperor burned the treasure mirror for three days and three nights, the treasure mirror was as bright as new, and a photo could show the loyalty and traitor, and the county order that was corrupt and perverted the law was also beheaded.

I burned the bronze mirror for a whole afternoon, and by the end of the day, I had finally regained my aura.

I took out the bronze mirror and wiped the black ash off it with a handkerchief, revealing my slightly blurry figure.

Suddenly, I saw something on my forehead in the mirror, but I couldn't see it clearly.

I touched my forehead and there was nothing.

I wiped the mirror again, trying to see clearly, but it was still blurry.

At this moment, my mobile phone rang, and when I saw it, it was Song Song calling. I had no choice but to put the mirror in my satchel.

"Xiao Lin, have you returned to Shancheng?" Song Song's voice was a little anxious.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Bijun, Bijun is a little weird these days." Song Song said.

"What's the weird way?"

"I can't tell you on the phone, where are you now? I'll come to you right away. ”

I told her the address of my wreath shop, and she arrived half an hour later and was stunned when she saw the sign of Jiang's wreath shop hanging on the door of my shop.

"Your house is really a flowering circle shop."

"Of course it's true." I spread my hands, "Do you think I'm lying to you?" ”

She smiled and said, "Aren't you a mage?" I thought the wreath shop was just a façade. ”

I thought about it, and it's pretty much the same.

I let her in and poured her a glass of water: "What's wrong with Bijun?" ”

As soon as he talked about Bijun, a flash of panic flashed on the face of Song Song, a person who was not afraid of heaven and earth: "Xiao Lin, I think Bijun has been ghosted." ”

"What's going on, tell me carefully." I said.

Song Song said: "In the past week, when Bijun was dreaming at night, he always talked in his dreams, saying things like 'don't come over', 'I don't want to marry you', 'I won't confiscate your dowry', etc., which made me feel creepy. When she woke up and I asked her, she was completely unimpressed. At first, I thought she was having a nightmare, but how could she have a nightmare for a week? And her spirit is getting worse and worse, and her face is getting whiter and whiter, like a ghost, I suspect that she must have been taken by a ghost. ”

"Dowry?" I pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you ever had any strange things happen to you before?" No matter how small, think about it. ”

Song Song tilted his head and thought about it for a long time, then suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, when we went to Ciqikou to play last weekend, we picked up a wallet. ”

My heart moved, and I said, "Tell me carefully." ”

Song Song said: "You also know that Bijun is a girl who usually looks cold and indifferent, but in fact, because she has no friends and has a somewhat autistic personality, so I want to take her out to play often, and she can be more cheerful." I went to Ciqikou with her that day, there were so many people in Ciqikou, I asked her to wait for me for a while, went to buy two sugar gourds, and when I came back, Bijun picked up a wallet. ”

I suddenly understood: "Did you pick up that wallet at the intersection?" Lots of money in your wallet? ”

Song Song clapped his hands: "That's right, how do you know?" ”

I asked, "What about the wallet?" What did you guys deal with? ”

"We are all good law-abiding citizens, good college students in the new era, of course, we are handed over to the police uncle." Song Song said proudly.

I breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, you handed over the money, if the money is collected and spent, things will be complicated." ”

Song Song asked strangely, "What's going on?" Could it be that there is a ghost in that wallet? ”

I said, "You have been given a shadow by someone." The purse was thrown at the crossroads by a family whose son had just died, and the first young woman to pick up the money was equivalent to accepting their dowry and marrying their son. ”

"Huh?" Song Song exclaimed, "Isn't the Yin Marriage looking for a dead female corpse to match?" And find a living person to match? ”

I sneered: "There are so many people who think that those sick women are also sick ghosts after death, and the women who die are not good-looking, and they think that they have to detain a woman's soul alive to be worthy of their own son." ”

Song Song was indignant and said: "There is such a person, this is the loss of the yin virtue of his ancestors for eighteen generations." ”

"This way of marrying yin was more popular before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and I heard that there are still on the island of Taiwan now, and there are mainland tourists who have gone over, but they have been tricked and died suddenly on the way back." I said, "Because I want to buy a life, I must have a lot of money in that wallet, at least tens of thousands." They will also arrange for someone to watch from a short distance, and if it is picked up by a man, or someone who is not suitable, they will run over and say that it is the owner of the wallet. ”

I counted the days and said, "Within seven days, the other party will come to marry, you picked it up last weekend, and tonight will be the day." ”

Song Song was anxious: "What can I do about this?" ”

"Don't panic, you handed over the money, if you don't pay the money, you won't receive a dowry, our teacher is famous, go to him and talk to him."

Song Song's facial muscles twitched twice: "What else can you talk to the dead?" What if he is unreasonable? ”

I laughed twice: "If you don't be reasonable, you will beat him to death." ”

Song Song smiled and said, "Then he still doesn't want to be reasonable." ”

I went out to drive the van, and suddenly remembered that the car had been completely scrapped when it was parked outside the villa of Li Zhangmen and was besieged by white-haired zombies.

I sighed helplessly and went on the bus anyway.

We went back to school, and as soon as we walked into the door of the dormitory, a classmate passed by and smiled at me: "Jiang Lin, I heard that you went to the capital for treatment?" Are you getting better? ”

"It's better." I could only nod my head in agreement.

"Pay attention to your body." The classmate winked meaningfully at me and left.

I felt that something was wrong, and continued to walk inside, and every classmate had to come over and ask me if I was better, and asked me to pay attention to my body, I was confused and asked Song Song: "What's going on?" ”

Song Song tried his best to hold back his laughter and said, "Xiao Lin, your uncle came to help you ask for leave before, saying that you were seriously ill and dying, and he was going to take you to the capital to save your life." ”

"What?" I'm full of black lines, this Uncle Zheng is really unreliable.

"You are in such good health, how can you have any serious illness, and your voice sounds full of anger when you call you, I know that you must have asked for leave to go somewhere to subdue demons and eliminate demons." Song Song patted me on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I will help you cover it up in the future." ”