Fox Demon Cultivation Manual

When he saw the picture in the mirror, Song Ci's first thought was not other, but he was afraid of Rong Bai and therefore hated him, but panic occupied all his thoughts, and he didn't realize it.

No matter how you slap the mirror, what you touch is just a cold barrier. The picture in the mirror still continues. The lips of "Song Ci" stopped on Rong Bai's lips like a dragonfly, and then quickly pulled away. The face was unknown. The rouge that I ordered was still red because of this kind of thing.

Song Ci took a sigh of relief, stepped back two steps instability, fell on his back to the ground, as soon as he looked up he could see Rong Bai in the mirror.

The peerless and handsome boy is smiling gently at this moment, neither angry nor disgusted. The lazy eyes like the fox really looked at "Song Ci" seriously.

As soon as Song Ci wanted to get up, he saw the whiteness in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, all the scenes were restored, the mirror and everything disappeared, and there was only the old man with anxious face in front of him.

"What did you see?" Jing Jing grabbed his hand. "Tell me, tell me!"

Song Ci asked incredulously, "What did you do to me? What did you just see?"

"Ah, it doesn't hurt you, tell me what you see?" The old man in the mirror seemed to be sweating.

"I see a mirror." Song Ci answered stiffly.

"I'm asking what's in the mirror!" The old mirror called.

Song Ci thought back to the picture he had just seen. He couldn't say anything, so he said, "I didn't see it clearly!"

When the old man Jing saw him, he knew he was lying, anxious, "Did you see Uncle Rong kill? Who killed? Did he kill all the people in the city?"

"What are you talking about?" Song Ci frowned and pushed his hand away. "Calm down, Uncle Rong won't do that. He didn't kill."

"What's that? You say it!" The old man in the mirror was anxious as if his feet were on fire, jumping up and screaming at Song. "Are you determined to rush me to death? What do you see? Is it so difficult to say? "

Song Ci was annoyed by his yelling. He said that it was you who forced me, so he opened his mouth and said, "I saw you holding Uncle Rong's neck in the mirror and beating his mouth. Girl, look! "

The old man stunned, "How is this possible? Are you talking nonsense?"

"I really see it!" Song Ciba said that the mirror was only visible to him, and then started talking nonsense, "Wow, you old mirror, I didn't expect you to have this kind of thought, you must be watching Uncle Rong Yushu Linfeng It's just getting upset! "

The old man Jing was accused of this pass, immediately panicked, flushed his airway, "I don't!"

There really isn't anyone else. When Song Ci saw him, he stopped talking nonsense, saying, "What on earth do you want me to see in the mirror?"

"This matter is very important to me. You must not lie to me!" The old mirror man frowned, his face was very heavy, saying one by one, "Xiao Song, I beg you, please help me this time, Just tell me what you see in the mirror ... "

Song Ci hesitated for a moment. I didn't expect the old man in the mirror to really care about the picture in the mirror. He groaned for a moment and slowly opened his mouth. "I saw a room full of beautiful dresses, and there were many rouge on the table. and also……"

When thinking about the picture of his lame kiss and white space, Song Ci blushed, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word. He uttered a voice, "Let me see it again. Didn't see clearly. "

The old man in the mirror said nothing but twisted the dark light again, and solemnly instructed, "This time, you need to see clearly, otherwise I will be killed in front of you."

"I know, I know." Song Ci responded repeatedly.

Seeing him like before, he clicked on the mirror of the small bronze mirror, and the light burst out instantly, drowning Song Ci's entire body.

Song Ci was squinted slightly by this bright thorn, and when he opened it again, the huge bronze mirror appeared in front of him again, and the mirror surface exuded dim light.

He took a deep breath, staring intently, waiting for the mirror to appear.

After staring like this for a while, when the eyes were all sour, the picture appeared again in the mirror, from the bottom to the top, a little bit upwards. Like the paintings to be rendered, the layers of stairs were pushed out.

As the picture went up, red fabric appeared on the steps, followed by the clothes hem, waist, long hair, Zhu Xi, and a man in red appeared on the steps.

This clothes is red like blood, like a flowing liquid, under the light of candlelight, it emits a little shimmer like stars, gold threads swim around the sleeves and neckline, and become a unique and cumbersome texture. This extreme color, Beautiful and moving.

Song Ci has never seen such pure-looking clothing, and even the royal clothing is not as good as the clothes in front of him. His gaze went up the ink in the mirror, and he couldn't help wondering what kind of beauty he was. In such a suit.

After waiting for a while, the person in the mirror slowly moved around, turning slowly under Song Ci's gaze, and Song Ci saw the man's thin eyebrows, lips, and tall nose reflecting the slightly manic eyes.

Song Ci's eyes stared at the boss momentarily, and his heart was shocked again, and he gasped, covering his heart, "How, how am I?"

The man in the red dress in the mirror has exactly the same face as Song Ci, but because of the red makeup, his features are more refined and beautiful.

The "Song Ci" in the mirror has a solemn look, and I don't know what to think.

Song Ci is hard to imagine, under what circumstances he will put on this clothes and make such a dress.

And even if the clothes aren't, why should he draw a thin eyebrow and put on the makeup of a woman, which he really can't accept.

This incident was shorter than last time, and Song Ci hadn't had time to look at it before, and the mirror disappeared and returned to its place.

The old man Jing tried hard to suppress his anger, his face became pale, obviously tired, but he still stared at Song Ci and asked persistently, "What did you see?"

"I ..." Song twitched his lips, and he was a little bit embarrassed. I didn't know what to say.

When the old man saw him like this, his hands shook with anger, "I hit myself!"

After talking, he started to circle around, and then saw a stone wall, and he would bump into it. Song Ci busy holding him, shouting, "Old mirror man, don't be impulsive! I say!" Book Network www.qktsw.com

The old man in the mirror didn't give up the struggle, shouting suddenly, "Then you say it!"

"I saw that I was wearing red clothes and stood on the steps." Song Ci said anxiously, "the woman's makeup was changed on her face."

Upon hearing this, the old man calmed down, and turned his head in a panic, and asked, "Is the clothes red like blood, sleeves, and gold on the neckline?"

Song Ci hesitated, "How do you know?"

"I didn't expect ..." The old man's voice went down, with a slight trembling, "I still couldn't stop it."

"What the **** are you doing? Are you planning something bad?" Song Ci dragged his arms and shook. "Why do I always see myself in the mirror? Don't you want to do anything to me?"

The old man in the mirror listened for a moment, a little doubt appeared on his face, "You ..."

Song Ci suddenly realized that he had leaked a word, so saying so soon would be the same as telling the old man who was dressed as a woman and kissed white.

He was so spitting nervously that he just wanted to speak to expose the matter, but the old man in the mirror sighed and didn't delve into it. He just said, "Xingluo chessboard, do you know this?"

Song Ci shook his head confused.

However, the old man Jing didn't seem to plan to explain to him, and he looked discouraged. "Then you go and inquire, and I have nothing else to say."

After turning around, he left, and Song Ci did not stop him, because he could see that the old man in the mirror was tired for a moment, and his strides were very heavy.

He looked at the back of the old man for a while, then set off to find Rongbai. After leaving the courtyard, he saw him standing on the veranda beside the white robe.

When Song Ci's eyes brightened, he thought that Rong Bai had already gone to the front hall, how could he never have expected that he would be standing by this side, so he walked quickly and laughed, "Master Rong, why are you waiting here? "

Rong Bai raised his lips lazily, "Let's go together."

Song Ci gave a happy answer. I was just tangled by the picture I saw in the mirror, but I was relieved after seeing Rong Bai. Anyway, it was fake. What are you afraid of?

Song Ci vowed that I would never do such a thing anyway!

Rong Bai didn't ask him what he had said to the old man in the mirror. He followed the people in the house and came to the main hall. Feng Changyue was already waiting there.

Feng Changyue saw the two and beckoned. "The two Taoist chiefs, this is Qiuer's close-fit girl, just ask her anything."

When the two entered the hall, the girl-in-law greeted Blessing and said, "Slave called Wener by name, and served at the side of Miss Five. If the two Taoist chiefs question each other, Wen'er will know and answer."

Song Ci glanced at his eyes and saw that he nodded slightly before saying to Wen Er, "When did your young lady behave abnormally?"

Wen'er was obviously asked many times, and immediately answered without thinking. "Ten days ago, the slave and Miss Wu went out for a trip, and after returning, she locked herself in the house."

"Where was the last place you went on that day?" Song Ci asked.

"It's a famous bookstore in the west of the city. Ms. Wu doesn't like to go to that kind of place on weekdays. It's just that someone said that another fan in the library is very beautiful, so the lady went to see it." Wener said "But when the lady saw the fan, her expression suddenly became terrible, and then she returned to the house with her slave, and later the master sent someone to find the fan. I don't know who was taken away."

"So you suspect that the fan is attached to the evil spirit, and then to your lady?" Song resigned.

"It was said by the head of the mirror." Wener replied.

Rong Bai said, "Well, why don't you just go to that bookstore?"

This is exactly the same as Song Ci thought. He nodded and said to Feng Changyue, "Feng, Lord, would you please send someone to take us to the library to see."

Feng Changyue immediately agreed, "OK."

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