Chapter 115: The Treasure of the Wind and the Moon

Jia Huan followed the subordinate to the outside of Jia Rui's house.

He stopped his servant from pushing the door, walked to the door, and peered through the crack in the door.

Living up to expectations, Jarry is doing that kind of thing with a mirror.

Jia Huan made a frightened look, turned around and went to find Jia Dairu.

Puzzled, he curiously approached the crack in the door and looked inside.

This subordinate was a middle-aged woman, who served Mrs. Jia Dairu.

Their family's current economic conditions can only be regarded as well-off, and the number of servants they use is not much.

Except for the servants who existed before, there have been no new servants over the years, and naturally there are no young maids or anything.

If the young maid naturally wouldn't know what Jia Rui was doing, how could the middle-aged woman not know?

Immediately, his face turned red, and he hurried to find Jia Dairu's wife.

Jia Huan also told Jia Dairu what he saw, and said in a worried tone: "Brother Rui is still sick, doing this kind of thing hurts his body, right?" ”

Jia Dairu's face was red, ashamed and angry.

No wonder Jia Rui has been sick for so long, and he is getting sicker and sicker.

Jia Dairu was so angry that he rushed into Jia Rui's house and snatched the mirror from Jia Rui's hand.

Jia Rui was robbed of the mirror, as if he had lost his life, and passed out directly.

Mrs. Jia Dairu was so frightened that she hurriedly called someone to invite Lang Zhong.

Jia Dairu looked at the mirror in his hand and found that it was a skeleton, so he threw the mirror out in fright.

"Youkai!"

Jia Huan stepped forward to pick up the mirror and examine it carefully.

I saw that the mirror handle was engraved with the words "Fengyue Baojian".

The mirror can be used on both sides.

First look, inside is a skeleton.

Looking at the front again, there is a very beautiful woman inside.

Naturally, it is not Wang Xifeng's appearance, nor is it the appearance of a woman Jia Huan knows, but it is somewhat like the appearance of a female star that Jia Huan saw in modern society.

However, the female star has a plastic surgery face, and there are naturally plastic surgery beauties in this mirror.

And Jia Huan is not interested in such a plastic surgery face.

"Brother Huan'er, quickly throw away the demon mirror."

Jia Dairu eased up, found that Jia Huan had picked up the mirror, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

This mirror is the scourge of his grandson, and he can't hurt Brother Huan'er anymore, otherwise he won't be able to explain to the second master.

Jia Dairu knew that this mirror was given to his grandson by a Taoist priest, and said that he was saving his grandson's life, and he didn't ask for any money, so he left the mirror.

At that time, he thought that his grandson's illness would be cured, so he didn't think about anything else.

Now that I think about it, how can there be such a good thing. ‘

How can someone give something to someone without asking for anything in return?

The Taoist priest didn't have a good heart at all, the gift was fake, and it was true that he wanted to harm his grandson's life.

That mirror must be a demon mirror that absorbs people's essence.

Jia Dairu scolded the Taoist priest and the mirror: "It's what a demon mirror!" If this thing is not destroyed early, it will cause a lot of harm to the world. ”

So he shouted to the servant to prepare firewood.

The servant lit a pile of firewood in the courtyard.

Seeing that the flames were vigorous, Jia Dairu threw the Fengyue Treasure into the fire.

Jia Huan hid in the room, peeked out through the crack in the window, and watched Jia Dairu operate.

He was afraid that he would be bumped into by the Taoist priest who would come next, and now Jia Huan didn't want to face the vast master and the misty real person.

However, it is possible to shade them on the side.

Looking at the original, Jia Huan couldn't tell whether they were good or bad with the police illusion, whether they were true immortals or bad goblins.

Why don't you take this opportunity to test them?

Jia Huan beckoned a servant and whispered to someone.

The servant's eyes widened when he heard this, but he still reluctantly did what Jia Huan told him.

In the courtyard, Fengyue Baojian cried: "Who told you to look at the front! You yourself think that the false is true, why do you bother to burn me?" ”

Hearing the mirror speak, Jia Dairu and the servants were frightened, and even thought that the mirror was a demon mirror.

The servant who followed Jia Huan's instructions clenched the handle of the wooden barrel he was holding in his hand, and was glad to listen to the words of the third master of Huan.

The contents of the barrel are pickled, but they are effective against monsters and ghosts.

Just when everyone's eyes were staring at the Fengyue Treasure in the fire, a lame Taoist ran from outside and shouted, "Who destroyed the 'Fengyue Treasure'?" I'm here to save it! ”

The lame Taoist grabbed the fire, only to see him wave his hand, and the Fengyue Treasure Book actually flew out of the fire and flew to his hand.

The lame Taoist didn't feel hot, and he was about to leave with the Fengyue Treasure Book.

At this moment, a mass of things came over me.

The lame Taoist couldn't dodge it, and was splashed on his body by the thing.

The stench rushed into the lame man's nose, and he realized that it was human excrement.

The lame Taoist almost threw up.

Even worse than him was Fengyue Baojian, only to hear the scream of the mirror spirit, the mirror surface that was originally bright and shone turned gray, and cracks appeared on the mirror surface.

The lame Daoist was startled, and the speed under his feet became faster, and he rushed out of the door.

But unlike every time he appeared in the past, he disappeared all at once, but ran out of the city in the disgusted eyes and complaints of passers-by.

Jia Huan saw the scene of the Fengyue Treasure Book cracking in his eyes, and deduced that the Fengyue Treasure Book was really not a good thing.

As for the lame Taoist, after being contaminated with filth, he can't use spells, and he is not a serious immortal.

It seems that I will have to be more careful in the future.

is a serious fairy, and he can't say that he still has a chance to save his life.

But if it's a group of demons on the side, let alone saving your life, it's a question of whether your soul can be saved.

Everyone in the courtyard was stunned, and it took a long time to react.

Jia Dairu's wife immediately wanted to go to the temple to burn incense and ask for a peace charm for her family to come back.

Jia Dairu asked his subordinates to clean up the yard and walked into the house to express his gratitude to Jia Huan.

If Jia Huan hadn't discovered Jia Rui's problem today, they wouldn't have found the demonic mirror, but they were afraid that their grandson would be killed by the mirror.

At this time, Lang Zhong also came, and after diagnosing Jia Rui, he found that his sperm and blood loss was serious and needed to be recuperated.

Jia Dairu was annoyed that his grandson was not angry, and he was worried about his grandson's body, so after thanking Lang Zhong, he asked his subordinates to quickly boil medicine for his grandson.

He asked people to stay by Jia Rui's side at all times, and Jia Rui was not allowed to do anything again.

In the evening, Jarry finally woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he looked for Fengyue Baojian, and was scolded by Jia Dairu.

Jia Dairu said that the mirror was burned and he could still call for help, and Jia Rui was dumbfounded.

Is that mirror really a monster?

What about yourself, yourself and monsters?

Jia Rui was completely frightened, where would he dare to do that kind of thing, where would he dare to think of Wang Xifeng?

He was obediently fed medicine by Jia Dairu, obediently recuperated, and finally pulled back from the line of death.

It may be that he was once near-dead, but Jia Rui was much more honest after that, obediently listening to his grandfather's words, and not daring to think about anything else.

Later, he really won the examination to show his fame.