Zhen Zi, who was shouting for Yu Sheng, saw that he was reading the broken chapter and stretched out his hand to pull him over, "Be pious in your heart."
She earnestly guided the rest of her life, "You should think of this mirror religiously in your mind and strengthen your desire to get it."
"This is the first step." Zhenzi clasped his hands together, looking like a magic stick. "The second step is to establish a connection with the mirror."
As you slowly long for it, your heart will feel the presence of the mirror, as if it is calling you from somewhere.
Finally, when the call and feeling are urgent, you have to learn to control the feeling and call.
"Thereby pulling the mirror or my hairpin on the other side to you." Zhenzi closed her eyes and said softly.
Yu Sheng stared at Zhen Zi dumbfounded. He really just said this casually.
"Hurry up and do it with me." Zhen Zi urged Yu Sheng.
"Oh," I couldn't survive my own misfortune. I had no choice but to clasp my hands together for the rest of my life and silently read the mirror in my heart.
I sketched this mirror in my mind. I really don't have that ability for the rest of my life, so I can only think about it through mirrors I have seen.
At this moment, a very specific mirror came into his mind.
This mirror is as big as a palm and is very beautiful. There are dragons and ugly monsters carved on it, just like the ferocious monsters in front of the city lord's palace.
For the rest of my life, it is both strange and familiar to me. The strange thing is that a mirror has never appeared in my memory.
The familiar thing is that Yu Sheng's intuition makes him very afraid of this mirror. He always feels that a skeleton will pop out of it, and he can't help but feel cold in his heart.
Yu Sheng shook his head and expelled the mirror from his thoughts, thinking that it would be better to just go find it.
"Is it very useful?" Zhen Zi asked Yu Sheng expectantly, "The person who can create this technique is really a genius."
Genius? Yu Sheng looked at himself, but he really didn’t see that he had such potential.
"Sure enough, pregnancy is just like pregnancy. It will be discovered after a long time." Yu Sheng thought.
Aunt Qing walked down the wooden ladder and when she saw Yu Sheng, she shouted: "Yu Sheng, hurry up and give me back yesterday's luminous pearl."
The Ye Mingzhu that he smashed for the rest of his life last night was caught and taken away by him.
"There's still something cooking in the pot, let me go take a look." Lazy Yusheng immediately became energetic and ran from the counter to the kitchen.
"Zhuzi is not a meat bun, why can't he come back?" Aunt Qing chased after him.
Zhenzi ignored them and still clasped her hands together, silently and reverently reciting her hairpin in front of the counter.
She has made contact with Chai Zi, and she can feel its call.
After eating, the old man with white eyebrows led the man in yellow out to look for a mirror, and happened to pass by a group of people.
Broken Sword looked back at the people who entered. They were wearing coarse cloth, carrying knives on their backs, and had keen eyesight. They were all brave people.
He also smelled a very strong smell of blood.
A man with a scarred face in the middle looked back at Duan Jian, his eyes so vicious that Duan Jian felt very uncomfortable.
If he were in the divine city, Broken Sword would definitely give him some advice, but this was Yangzhou and he couldn't act rashly.
There was no one in the inn, and there were cups and plates on some tables that the people in yellow had not had time to clear away after finishing their meals.
The group bumped into the table as they passed by, causing their chopsticks to fall to the floor.
After picking up a clean seat and sitting down, a man walked around the back of the inn and said: "Boss, this inn is not bad, there are many guests coming and going, so you can definitely make a lot of money."
"Pah", the man's mouth slapped him on the head, "What are you trying to rob? What are you trying to rob? Who wants to rob him?"
"I…"
Zhenzi was startled. She turned around and saw a man covering his bald head and looking at the scarred face who raised his hands in grievance.
"What we do is robbing the rich and giving to the poor," said the man with a face as thin as a monkey.
"Yes, the rich are rich, and we are poor. It makes sense to rob the rich and give to the poor." Scarface nodded in agreement.
"Isn't this still robbery?" Baldhead was puzzled.
"You know nothing." Scarface kicked him in anger, "Those who rob are thieves, and those who rob the rich and give to the poor are heroes."
One of the companions shook the wine bottle on Broken Sword's table and threw it to Scarface, "Boss, there is wine."
Scarface took it and said to himself: "Have you never heard of books? Robbers will never end well. Heroes and beauties are always with you."
The bald head nodded, "That makes sense."
They couldn't see Zhenzi, who had already come over curiously.
Feng'er, who rarely walked back to the wooden stairs, also walked over after seeing her, reaching out to play with her bald head.
"What is it?" The bald head raised his head, and Feng'er was so frightened that he quickly took his hand back.
Scarface, who was about to drink, put down the wine jar and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"My head is cold, do you feel something?" the bald head said doubtfully.
"What can there be?" Thin monkey face glanced at him.
That bald head was so dazzling that it kept wandering around in everyone's field of vision without even a hair falling on it.
The bald man touched his head and said nothing. When he put down his hand, Feng'er put his hand up and rubbed it again.
"It's so fun." She said to Zhenzi.
Zhen Zi rolled his eyes at her, this silly girl, did she need to waste three words on this matter?
The bald man was startled and focused all his energy on the top of his head. He definitely felt something moving on his head, like a palm.
"Pah", the bald man reached out to pat it, but missed it. "There is something on the head," he said.
"Papa", Scarface, who was about to lift the wine jar, couldn't help but give his bald head two slaps.
"Not only did I slap you twice, but you also pretended to be sick." Scarface said angrily, "It's not fun to let me drink."
The bald head is aggrieved. It really has something, and it is soft, although it is a little cold.
Feng'er looked at her palms. She had lived in the inn for a long time, and her spiritual power continued to turn into ghost power. She was almost able to condense into a physical form.
The thin monkey-faced man said with a smile: "The bald head is also very clever, but this method will only make you suffer more."
Feng'er saw that he was smiling like a chrysanthemum, so she put her hand on his head.
"Hey, there really is something." Before the smile on the thin monkey face faded away, he suddenly felt that his head was a little heavier.
"You're looking for a beating, aren't you?" Scarface slapped him, "There's a ghost."
At this time, Yu Sheng lifted the curtain and walked out, rubbing his ears.
Aunt Qing, who was playing with night pearls, was followed behind her, "Don't worry about my beads, I've already given you a few."
"Hey, we have guests." Yu Sheng didn't bother to retort to Aunt Qing. As he walked towards the guests, he called Ye Zigao in the backyard to clear the dishes.
"Here we come." Ye Zigao walked in.
He was just grinding tofu, Fu Nan went to the city, Bai Gaoxing went to the fields, and now he and Guai Zai were the only ones doing the work in the inn.
Now Feng'er no longer grinds tofu because the little old man gave her a pile of paper money when he left.
Feng'er suddenly realized that all he had spent was paper money, and it was useless to ask for too many copper coins.
"Sir, what can I use?" Yu Sheng walked up.
It's just that the more than ten guests' eyes were not on him, but all on Aunt Qing.
I thought they were attracted by my aunt's grand appearance, so I hurriedly covered their sight.
Only then did Scarface withdrew his gaze and looked at Thin Monkey: My King of the East Wilderness, is that the Night Pearl?
Hearing that tone, there were more than one. The thin monkey narrowed his eyes.
The two of them nodded at the same time, this must be done to rob the rich and give to the poor.
"Inn, what's for?" Yu Sheng took a step back and looked at the two of them, looking at each other, and there was definitely a feeling of homosexuality.
"Oh, what kind of dishes are there?" Scarface came back to his senses. The remaining brothers were still outside in the woods, so he could bear it for now.
He looked at the vegetable sign on the wall, glanced at it, and slapped the table in shock.
My grandma, this dish is actually a lot of money. She is even better at grabbing money than them.