Again, it was like five or six seconds of slowing down before my face suddenly appeared in the mirror. Oh my god, there really is something wrong with this mirror. But what's the problem, is it purely delayed?

I was thinking about it when a neem starling flew overhead and landed on the top of the neem tree, fluttering its wings, jumping and jumping for the neem seeds left over from the winter. I don't know if it was excited to scream because it found it, or because it didn't find it, but I could hear that the neem starling was shouting loudly like a talking child.

I listened carefully, and seemed to hear what it was called: "Goblin, goblin, you run in vain, Jin Gang, Jin Gang, can't run...... "Oh my God, this insect can speak!" It's the first time I've heard a bird say.

The neem starling stood on the top of the tree, chirping vigorously, and I heard a sentence, "Goblin, goblin, you run in vain, the Jin Gang, the Jin Gang, can't run ......", and the neem starling resumed screaming.

I was stunned, and quickly fell to the ground, and raised my head vigorously to look at the neem tree, who knows, I just found the neem starling, it seemed to be aware of it, its ass was low, squeezed a bubble of shit, and flew away in a daze.

"Goblin, goblin, you run in vain, Jin Gang, Jin Gang, can't run......" What does this mean, I kept repeating what this neem starling said. My grandmother also told me that if I heard the beast talking, something big would happen.

I don't know when my milk told me, I have a vague memory. But, why didn't this neem starling just say it to me sooner or later, and it flew, what did it want to do, and what did it mean.

Who knows, I've never met anything other than people who can speak. Even the obedient old yellow dog at home, no matter how much he can understand people, he can't scream at people.

"Goblin, goblin, you run in vain, Jin Gang, Jin Gang, can't run...... "Is there really any goblin, in our yard, and you have caught the Jin Gang?" It's incredible. That Golden Gang is really just gone, right in front of my eyes.

Who is a leprechaun, or what is a leprechaun? And what I see is a mirror, and there will be a delay in the appearance of a mirror on the face. I don't know how long this mirror has been hanging on the door of our house, but it seems that this hall was hung up when it was built.

I don't know who my father invited to hang this mirror, anyway, I looked, the window on the door of the hall is already full of cobwebs with dust, and this mirror, like new, has not even a little dust on the surface.

Could it be that the goblin that Neem Starling is talking about is not a goblin, but a demon mirror? As soon as I thought of this, I was shocked, a mirror is a mirror, how can it be a demon mirror? Could it be that there is a demon mirror hanging here in our house?

I looked again, and saw that the surface of the mirror was washed, clean and spotless. I don't know if there is a problem with this mirror, or if there is a problem with the Jin Gang just now, anyway, this neem starling said that it should be this mirror, and swallowed this Jin Gang.

I savored what Starling Melia said, thought about it over and over again, and felt that it was more reasonable to understand it this way. However, why is the demon mirror it talking about, why is it a demon mirror, this mirror in our house looks very ordinary.

I was about to jump up again to take a good look at the mirror when I saw my grandmother coming back from the road to the east with a very white fan, and she was walking under the thorn tree.

I quickly ran out and went out to meet my milk, and I took her hand and walked into the yard together. I waited for my milk to wash my hands and go to the stove house to make noodles, and I kept following her buttocks, thinking that when she was busy, I would ask about the mirror.

It wasn't until my grandmother had rolled out all the noodles and put them in the basin that I ran to the pot and sat on a small stool, waiting for the milk to come and light the fire. Unexpectedly, my grandmother went to the well to wash her hands and called me out.

"Xiaoliang, is there something you want to tell your grandmother?" I ran over, and when I heard it, I thought I knew everything about my milk, so I quickly pointed to the mirror in the hall: "Milk, milk, what is that mirror for?" ”

My grandmother looked in the direction I pointed, and her face, which was originally very calm, suddenly sank, her hands had just been half washed, and there was still sticky batter on it, and she covered my mouth and signaled me not to talk nonsense.

I didn't know what was going on, but my face was covered with batter, so I stretched out my hands, broke my milk's hands, and kept wiping my face and mouth with my sleeves.

When my grandmother saw that I was no longer talking, she hurriedly washed her hands three or two times, but without wiping them, she pulled my collar with her wet hands and ran to the east house. As soon as I ran into the east room, my grandmother let go of me, and she knelt on the futon in front of the god platform, while saying non-stop in her mouth: "The child is not unconscious, the gods are not strange, the gods are not strange......"

I saw my grandmother kowtow to the altar several times, then she muttered and wiped her hands, smoked three incense sticks, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner on the altar. I watched as the cigarette slowly rose until it reached the boxy bricks on the roof before dispersing to the side.

And my grandmother, lit the incense, and made a few more strokes, and then pulled me over and into the stove, and told me not to run around in front of her, and to talk to me while lighting the fire and burning the pot.

"Xiaoliang, why did you see that mirror?" The fire was burning in the stove, and my milk's very white face was flushed in a short time.

"There's a Golden Gang, fly to the mirror, and it's gone." I gestured with my hand as I thought about how beautiful the Golden Gang looked, as if the Golden Gang was still flying in front of me.

"Xiaoliang, the mirror is high, have you seen it?" My grandmother put down the firewood that had been picked up in her hand, and the firewood on one side burned very vigorously, and the red and yellow flames jumped and jumped very happily. My grandmother asked me very solemnly.

"I can see the mirror when I stand at the dragon's gate." I lied, I was afraid that my tits would know that I could jump, and I was afraid that when she found out, she would push me to the ground and slap my ass. I'm even more afraid that she will tell my father.

"Xiaoliang, it's good that you didn't see it, and you are not allowed to look over there in the future." My grandmother continued to add firewood to the hearth, and the firewood burned so thoroughly that I saw that the pieces of firewood were piled up in a small pile on the grate like red-hot steel bars.

"Xiaoliang, you go out to play for a while, and when the meal is ready, I will call me to eat." My grandmother sent me out like this, and I actually wanted to ask about the mirror, but when I saw that my grandmother was so bent on igniting a fire that she didn't pay attention to me anymore, I ran out.