Just as I was about to leave, I felt like I had kicked something, and the metallic sound of iron made my toes tingle slightly.

When I looked down, it was half a sickle-shaped thing, but it was much longer than a sickle.

This thing is called Ge, and it is one of the oldest cold weapons.

Generally speaking, in the ancient battlefield, Goshi must have rushed to the front to open the way.

I picked it up and lightly buckled the rust on it a few times.

With just a few taps, I knew I had found the baby.

This kind of old thing, due to the oxidation of the air and the erosion of moisture, produces rust in the form of flakes.

And the rust on Ge can't be buckled at all.

This means that this is not rust, but blood!

It's a real bloody thing!

I took two objects in front of and back, bargained with the boss, and finally got too impatient to grind him, so I had to lower the price.

The two of us carried the huge dresser until we reached the teahouse, and the three children let out a long breath.

"Damn, I've been dumb all night, and I'm finally able to speak."

As he spoke, he turned around and took out a rag from the house, and I quickly stopped him.

"Don't rub, don't rub!"

Although he was a little confused, he put the rag down.

"What did you tell your boss about the comparison today?"

I was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"You said I should have put my hand in my sleeve, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Actually, that's the oldest way to do business.

The buyer and seller put their hands in their sleeves, and I wrote "auspicious" on his hand, which means that I want to buy something terrible.

The reason why I wrote it this way is actually to ask for good luck.

And he pinched my thumb knuckle to indicate a fixed price; If I pinch his little thumb, it means I'll bargain, but not too much.

The biggest advantage of this type of transaction is to protect the interests of both buyers and sellers, and will not be listened to by others.

I explained as I set the mirror in place.

As a matter of common sense, no one would put a mirror in front of the door, but I did the opposite.

And the half of the iron was hung right in the middle of the beam.

This is called a hanging beam above the head, and the family is ruined.

After doing all this, I looked at the time, there was still a little time before dawn.

Taking advantage of this time, I asked him to catch up on his sleep.

And I sat motionless across the mirror like a sculpture.

This mirror is a typical terrazzo brass mirror, and the person is reflected in it, which looks distorted and deformed.

I looked at myself blurry in the mirror, just waiting for the Lord to come out and have a gobble away.

But people's will can't bear the fatigue after all, and if you don't pay attention to it, my eyelids will stick together.

"Click!"

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound in front of me, and for a moment, I opened my eyes as if I had been beaten with chicken blood.

The mirrors are scattered on the ground, and the earthy yellow copper mirror is a kaleidoscope, reflecting every corner of the room.

This mirror is brass, not glass, and it can't be blown apart!

"Dadada......"

Before I could shake off the shock, a burst of sound rang out behind me.

I swallowed hard, and my brain made up countless images.

Perhaps, the Lord in the mirror is now staring at the back of my head.

I turned my head a little stiffly, but there was nothing behind me, and the sound had disappeared in an instant.

Except for the broken mirror, it seems that nothing has changed.

I turned around slowly in wonder, only to feel a void in front of me, and when I looked up again, I saw a huge white face, almost on the tip of my nose.

This face was as white as paper, fat and big, and the flesh of the cheeks trembled uncontrollably.

The deeply sunken eye sockets look like a big jujube, and the marble-like eyes are gurgling.

Damn, it almost scared the hell out of me!

But people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points.

I deliberately leaned forward and gritted my teeth, "Don't scare me, it's useless."

"I dare to take you home, I'm not afraid of you turning the sky!"

The white face began to retreat little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again.

Well?

What's the situation?

It stands to reason that he's either going to do it with me or grab something in the house.

Such a headless appearance, and the disappearance without warning, really made me a little confused.

You can't just scare me, right?