As soon as Chen Mengsheng finished speaking, he flew to the embroidery building. Shangguan Yanran invited Mrs. Wen and Lin Shusao in. He ordered two girls, Cui Lan and Mu Dan, who were outside the guest room to call everyone in the Su family to come to the guest room. The two girls saw Shangguan Yanran.
With a nervous look, she rubbed her groggy eyes and left the guest room to call for help. While Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Lin Shu were in a panic, Shangguan Yanran quietly put away the bronze mirror on the table and put it back in her room.
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Chen Mengsheng came to the outside of the embroidery building. The iron door was wide open. The handkerchief used by Mrs. Lin Shu to clean the embroidery building was dropped on the steps of the embroidery building. An oil lamp was lit in Miss Su's boudoir on the second floor, and the flames flickered in the dim sky.
As soon as he entered the second floor of the embroidery building, Chen Mengsheng smelled a smell of blood. Su Zhongfan sat in front of the dressing table with his back to Chen Mengsheng, his whole body twitching. Chen Mengsheng twisted forward and put his arm around Su Zhongfan's shoulders.
A white shadow suddenly shot out and flashed past Chen Mengsheng's eyes...
"Where to run!" Chen Mengsheng shouted violently, and was about to catch the white shadow when he heard Su Zhongfan's screams. Su Zhongfan turned around and saw the double-edged embroidered thread-cutting knife in his hand hanging down.
There was a big gash on the ground from his left cheek to his forehead, and blood was dripping down, and his face was half-covered and half-hanging. A pair of dull eyes stared at Chen Mengsheng, his mouth softly
He murmured: "Take away your face and give me back my youth. Take away your face and give me back my youth..." Su Zhongfan repeated these words and approached Chen Mengsheng step by step. Just before Chen Mengsheng
After looking back at Su Zhongfan for a while, the white shadow flew out of the window and disappeared without a trace...
Chen Mengsheng shouted: "Mr. Su, wake up! Break!" Gang Qi shot out and hit Su Zhongfan. Su Zhongfan fainted after screaming loudly.
Chen Mengsheng poured a nectar spell into Su Zhongfan's Baihui, and the bloody head slowly recovered in the green energy. After burning the incense, Su Zhongfan opened his eyes and shouted to Chen Mengsheng: "Qing'er, my Qing'er
Where is the child? Give me back the child, and I will give you everything you want...Hand over my child quickly..." It's pitiful that Su Zhongfan is so old, and the sound of crying is heartbreaking...
"Master Su, wake up quickly. What happened to you in the embroidery building last night?" Chen Mengsheng asked, shaking Su Zhongfan who seemed to be awake but not awake.
When Su Zhongfan Lingtai Qingming recognized the person in front of him as Chen Mengsheng, he couldn't help but sigh: "So it's you, where is Jingxian? She knows where I, Qing'er, am!"
Chen Mengsheng asked in surprise: "Mirror Immortal? What Mirror Immortal?"
Su Zhongfan touched his face and said without hesitation: "That...short woman in white said that if she wanted to save Qing'er, she would cut off her own face and give it to her. I...what's my...face?"
It’s okay, I remember I had it cut?”
Chen Mengsheng shook his head and said: "Mr. Su, the one you met was not a mirror fairy, but a ghost who specializes in playing tricks on people. Most of these ghosts hide in dishes and mirrors and enjoy playing tricks on people. Among the ghosts
What's more, the charming mind makes people lose their lives in vain, but every time this kind of kid does an evil thing, he will become three inches shorter. Mr. Su, you were almost deceived by the monster kid in the mirror. How did you do it?
The little ghost you saw?"
Su Zhongfan was surprised: "I... don't know. I was in my little girl's embroidery building just after dark, and I vaguely felt that a woman's laughter was very similar to my daughter's laughter. I thought I was listening to it myself.
Wrong, I searched inside and outside the embroidery building but couldn't find any trace of Qing'er. After the third watch, I fell asleep on the dressing table..."
When Su Zhongfan was lying on the dressing table and falling asleep, a white shadow floated in from the window. After the white shadow fell to the ground, it turned into a woman in white less than three feet tall. She smiled softly at Su Zhongfan, "Giggle..."
When Su Zhongfan heard the laughter, he suddenly woke up and shouted: "Qing'er, Qing'er, where are you?"
The woman in white pursed her lips and said: "Hey, old man, I am not your lover."
Su Zhongfan glanced at the woman behind him and asked in surprise: "You...who are you? Why are you in my Qing'er's boudoir?"
"I am the Jingxian brought back by your Qing'er. Old man, do you really want your Qing'er to come back? But Qing'er doesn't want to come back, hahaha..." Jingxian smiled and looked at the shocked Su Zhongfan.
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Su Zhongfan blinked and wanted to see clearly the appearance of the short woman in front of him, but the more he wanted to see her clearly, the more he felt that the woman's face was constantly changing like a mist. Su Zhongfan opened his mouth and asked: "How do you know it's Qing'er who doesn't want to
Come back? Have you seen my Qing'er?"
The woman in white smiled and said: "Old man, I already said that he is a god. Of course I have met your daughter. Your daughter is wearing a green dress, right?"
"Yes, yes, you are really a god? Do you have a way to save my Qing'er?" Su Zhongfan begged.
"Then what's the problem? How can you be so talkative about asking gods to do things? Do you regard gods as servants of your Su family? You are too insincere. I am the Mirror Immortal who is too lazy.
Mind your own business!" the woman in white said angrily.
Su Zhongfan was at a loss for words by her, and he smiled and said, "Haha, don't blame the Immortal Mirror. It was Mr. Su who offended the Immortal in his impatience. I don't know what you want, Immortal? As long as I, Mr. Su, can do it.
If you get what you want, even if it means going up to the moon to catch turtles in the five oceans, I will spare no effort to do it for you, the immortal. If the immortal wants some gold and silver brocade foil, I, Su Zhongfan, am not boasting about Haikou. The Su family in Anqing Prefecture still has some properties for you, the immortal.
Reshaping the golden body is also a piece of cake.”
The woman in white laughed and said: "I have known for a long time that the Su family is rich and powerful, but those are common things that I don't care about at all. If you want me to help you save Qing'er, then I only want the same thing from you.
Will you give me something?"
Su Zhongfan was confused by the words of the woman in white. Monk Zhang Er was confused. He lowered his voice and frowned and asked, "Is there something on me? God, please explain it clearly. Mr. Su is so stupid that he really doesn't understand?"
"I want this face of yours, will you give it to me?" the woman in white said, pointing to Su Zhongfan's head.
Su Zhongfan felt a huge chill on the back of his neck, and said with a trembling voice: "You want my face? God, why are you teasing Mr. Su? How can any god want his face? How can I give this hair and skin to my parents?
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"Kekeke...,kekeke...it turns out that you are also talking about wanting your daughter back? If you really want to take action, you will just shirk it. I have seen many duplicitous people like you. Su
Old man, just wait slowly in this embroidery building, your daughter won't come back until next year. Cluck..." The woman in white smiled and was about to walk out.
Su Zhongfan shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, the gods are here to stay. If... I give my face to you, can you really save my Qing'er?"
"If you don't believe it, then I have nothing to say. Old man Su, please listen carefully. It's up to me whether I save your daughter or not, but it's up to you whether you believe it or not. Hahaha..."
Su Zhongfan looked at the woman in female clothes again and again and said resolutely: "Okay, I believe you! Mr. Su will cut off his face for you!"
Su Zhongfan stood up and found a double-edged knife in the embroidery basket left by Su Zhaoqing. He held the knife tightly in his hand and looked at the short woman in white and shouted: "I believe you, Mr. Su would rather risk his life. You
You must return Qing'er to me!" He raised the knife and cut off his face...
The knife cut open his forehead, and the heart-piercing sting made Su Zhongfan scream. The woman in white looked at Su Zhongfan's face covered with blood, and looked particularly excited, with a look of strong desire flashing in her eyes. Su Zhongfan shook his hands.
With a fierce draw of the knife, a three-inch long gash immediately appeared on his forehead. A large amount of blood gushed out and covered his eyes, causing Su Zhongfan to take a few steps back and fall down on the stool in front of the dressing table.
The smell of blood filled the entire boudoir, and the woman in white possessed Su Zhongfan's back and sniffed greedily. She urged: "Cut it quickly, cut it quickly, it will be dawn if you keep dawdling, then I will
But I can't help you!" Su Zhongfan gritted his teeth, his head was already in pain, and his head was in chaos. The skin and flesh on his forehead were peeled off little by little with the knife, and his howling slowly turned into gasping for breath.
Sound. If Su Zhongfan pauses his hand for a moment, the woman in the clothes will curse loudly...
At first, Su Zhongfan could still think secretly, how could there be such a god in the world who could kill people, but he couldn't resist the urging of the woman in white. He simply decided to exchange his own life for Qing'er's life, as long as Qing'er could come back and take control of her.
It was worth it for Old Bones to die. After making up his mind, he closed his eyes and stopped thinking about anything in his mind. He cut his face subconsciously with the knife in his hand...
I don’t know how much time passed, but Mrs. Lin Shu took the cleaner to the embroidery building to clean up. She looked up and saw that the lights were still on in Miss Su’s boudoir on the second floor. She knew that Mr. Su must have stayed in the embroidery building all day and night.
So I quietly went upstairs with my handkerchief, and saw Mr. Su sitting on the stool, shaking all over. One hand was clasping the dressing table, and the other hand seemed to be trembling on his face.
There was the sound of Master Su breathing out of breath, and a large pool of blood accumulated under the stool.
"Master, Master..." Sister-in-law Lin Shu dared to call several times at the door of the boudoir, but Mr. Su didn't even pay attention to Mrs. Lin Shu. According to the rules, the master is not allowed to go in and clean the house, but Mr. Su was alone in the house.
The behavior was too weird. Sister-in-law Lin Shu swallowed hard and walked over uneasily to see what happened to Mr. Su.
"Ah..." Sister-in-law Lin Shu approached Su Zhongfan's side and saw Mr. Su cutting her face with a knife. She was so frightened that Sister-in-law Lin rolled around and ran out of the embroidery building. She didn't know when she dropped her handkerchief.
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Chen Mengsheng was angry and shocked and said: "How can the words of the little devil be taken seriously? If Mrs. Lin Shu hadn't discovered Master Su's abnormality in time, I would have been a step too late and you would have died in vain, and there would have been another wronged soul in the world."
Su Zhongfan touched the wound on his face and saw that it was gone. Knowing that Chen Mengsheng was not an ordinary person, he begged pleadingly: "Master Chen, please save my Qing'er..."