husband from hell

Chapter 107
The mirror is not too big or small, and it can reflect the face and neck. It is in the shape of a hand. style.

However, even though this mirror has gone through many years, it still has a brand new appearance, and its light can be used as a guide.

"This..." The director and the photographer ran over, and the photographer looked at the mirror and said to himself, "Obviously it is a style from the Republic of China. I have filmed a special edition of accessories, and I know that this pattern is the most popular in that era." Popular, so those weirdos have lived for hundreds of years?"

The choreographer raised his head and looked at Cheng Ke: "Master, could it be that this is the culprit? A mirror is very powerful. Oh..." Before the choreographer finished asking, his eyes had already fallen on Cheng Ke On the almost transparent arm, she staggered in fright: "Master, you, you, you, this is..."

"He was just illuminated by the mirror, it's just a hallucination, and it will be over soon." I suppressed this question first: "Don't worry."

"Oh, oh, that's good, that's good." The editor and director said so, but his face was full of disbelief, and he looked at the arm with a little pity. It seemed that he could also guess that Cheng Ke's body was affected. what kind of trauma.

I raised my eyes to look at Cheng Ke, Cheng Ke's big peach blossom eyes didn't look at his arm, nor at me, but only reflected the mirror shiningly.

"What the hell is this?" I stared at Cheng Ke: "Longevity?"

"It's not Changsheng." Cheng Ke's voice is pleasant to hear, but it's still deep, as if his throat is full of thoughts: "But, this mirror must have reflected the real Changsheng, and the virtual image of Changsheng has remained in the mirror. Only then can this mirror gain the power of longevity."

This mirror, just by looking at the longevity, can have such a great power, and can control the youth and lifespan of the whole village. Isn't the real longevity even more terrifying!No wonder, everyone wanted to find it with all their blood on their hands!
It's not Changsheng, but it's a clue to Changsheng anyway, and... this mirror and Changsheng, after passing through the calamus lock, it can be seen that it is related to Calamus.

I looked at Cheng Ke: "You, have you seen this thing?"

Cheng Ke's big peach eyes glanced over, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Well, it’s very good, let’s say, perhaps, it’s also inseparable from Cheng Ke back then. A hundred years ago, Calamus came here with Changsheng, and left the mirror that reflected Changsheng in the In this longevity village!

All this...why...

"What about the others?" I asked pretending to be relaxed, "Is there anything else you can think of?"

I also know that this question may be a bit deliberate. Cheng Ke has already formed the last layer of Yin-Yang ghost control with me. His memory should be completely wiped out because of the "new master". However, In my heart, I just don't feel at ease!

Sure enough, as expected, Cheng Ke's big eyes seemed to have a rippling wave: "I have the impression that I once helped the owner of this mirror comb his hair, and I also wore gold on the black hair." Forge it, the phoenix crown of the bride."

Newly married?It can be seen that the memory is indelible.

But, is it joy or sorrow?
"Good thing!" My heart seemed to be hit hard by some blunt object. There was no blood, but the pain was in my heart, but the corners of my lips pulled: "Maybe, we are getting closer and closer to the truth." !"

Cheng Ke's eyes finally reflected me: "Do you think this is a good thing?"

"What is it that's not a good thing?" I was already trembling, but I was still nervous, I kept laughing, I didn't care about it, and my words didn't make any sense: "I always feel that I have found what you lost, and my merits and virtues are complete." .”

Calamus, is that the lost thing?So what if I get it back?
Cheng Ke looked at the mirror, then turned his head to look at me again, a pair of hands that were almost invisible took mine, I was slightly shivered by the ice, Cheng Ke realized that the loss of Yin Qi made him His hands were as cold as ice, and he quickly retracted them. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, there was a sound of "uh...", at this moment, a thin moan sounded from among the debris on the floor, and I Looking back, I saw an old man lying inside a big cocoon, coughing violently.

Unexpectedly, in the situation just now, there was still a living person left!
I was taking advantage of this opportunity to dodge Cheng Ke, and hurried over, found a wooden stick scattered on the ground, and got rid of the big calluses on the old man, and the director and photographer hurried over , Pulled the old man out of the cocoon, the old man looked extremely weak, and now he was skinny, and when he saw the white linen shirt hanging on his thin body, it was simply exaggerated.

His entire body was left with only bones and a layer of skin!
"Old man... ah..." The photographer thought for a while, but didn't know how to address it, so he simply skipped this layer of address: "You... are you okay?"

"Ahem..." The old man coughed, his throat and lungs were like a bellows, panting violently, and replied angrily, "Look, do I seem to be okay?"

The photographer touched a nail that was neither soft nor hard, and the old man blocked his words coldly, his face was full of embarrassment, even if he knew it was only a moment ago, he was only a teenager, you can see that he is now crooked and old The photographer also had to display the traditional virtues of respecting the old and caring for the young, and did not continue to argue with the old man.

"Are you okay..." The editor and director didn't like this, and asked stiffly: "You are not dead, but you are really lucky."

"Hahaha...that's naturally big," the old man showed his broken teeth and let out a mournful laugh: "It's a pity, you can't hide, after all, people can't compete with the destiny."

"To tell you the truth," said the photographer, "you have harmed too many people in order to live young and beautiful. Although everyone knows that it is better to die than to live, but people must die and never die. person?"

"It's not a human..." The old man's frail body trembled when he heard this, and he said in a sullen voice, "Yeah... not a human, it's like a monster..."

"It's good if you understand," the photographer still wanted to say, but the director chased the photographer away like a duck: "You know a fart, and you even talked about the principles of life with an old man, you Do you know how many eyes Lord Ma has? It’s too early to be a good boy, go and fix the machine and the lights.”

The photographer was overwhelmed by the director, and suddenly fell silent, so he could only follow the director's instructions in a humble manner.

The director, however, pulled over the photographic equipment quite neatly, and said with a smile: "Master, now that you think you have become like this, don't you have to tell us about your rich spiritual heritage?

In this way, even if you are gone in the future, what you leave behind can still shine in your children and grandchildren, and that is the real immortality!Let me visit you, what is going on with this immortal spell? "

As expected of a choreographer, he just survived a catastrophe, and immediately returned to his professional status.

Immortality, is this something that many people yearn for?
With a chill on his back, Cheng Ke had already come to me, but because he was in a very cold state, he didn't dare to get too close to me, Ying Ting frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything like.

I pretended I didn't know anything, just turned my head and continued to watch the director and cameraman interview the old man.

Faintly, from the corner of the eye, Cheng Ke's perfect side face seemed to be lowered, with something on his mind.

I can guess what's on his mind.

"This, I can't remember, I can't remember how many years that thing has been in the village..."

The old man opened his mouth with a tone unique to the elderly, "children don't have mothers to talk long stories", but it was a rambling gossip: "I'm still young, I was young at that time, and my mother planted a long life for me." Gu, I hope that I will live a hundred years, who knows that later, the word will come true, I will live a hundred years, and I will become immortal..."

As he said that, the old man blinked his cloudy eyes, whose pupils could hardly be distinguished, turned around aimlessly, looked at this messy place, and smiled wryly: "That mirror, said It is longevity...in fact, it is forced to live..."

Have to give birth?Does this mean that they have no choice at all?
"Have to give birth?" I couldn't help asking: "You guys...don't drink life energy because you want to obtain the ability to live forever?"

"If you became like us, hiding in the fields and underground like us, would you still be willing to live?" Probably because of the rapid decline of various organs in the body, or because of the fact that you really survived the long-term Year after year, people are bored, and I have seen so many companions die tragically...

At this moment, the old man has completely lost the treachery of his youthful appearance just now, and like the ordinary old man next door, he has become a gossip, and he is used to the calm and calm look: "Longevity Gu is backlash, how do you know?" , the kind of pain that is worse than death? I would rather be twisted into a flesh than try that heart-eating ant!"

"That deaf-mute old lady told us about this," I said hastily, "It is precisely because of the danger of backlash that you use longevity... but you don't know how that thing appeared In the village? How do you know the effect of that thing?"

"It was sent by a god." The old man squinted his eyes, staring blankly at the almost negligible light leaking from the ceiling. That ray of light: "For many years, I haven't seen the sun... I don't know if the sunrise and sunset, morning and evening, have changed."

"That can't be changed," the photographer interjected, "you can rest assured about that."

I saw that this topic was getting farther and farther away, so I hurriedly brought the question back: "You said that mirror was sent by a god? I don't know, what kind of god is it?"

"I've seen it, I just saw it." The old man narrowed his eyes with drooping eyelids, as if recalling some happy memory: "That's the most beautiful person I've ever seen. With that Such a face, that kind of ability, of course, can only be a fairy. Her name is also like a fairy."

"It's called Calamus."

I just knew it, I just knew it.

"That's right..." The old man smiled and even nodded kindly: "You guessed it, it's called Calamus."

Well, there are finally living people in the world who know about calamus.It can be seen from this that this "high imitation" longevity is not useless, at least it helped a little.

Glancing at Cheng Ke, Cheng Ke's face seemed to be carved out of granite, and he remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard the name "calamus" at all.

But it was obvious that he not only heard it, but also listened attentively.

I smiled and pretended not to know anything.

"She wears a goose-yellow shirt, and there are always calamus flowers embroidered somewhere on her body. It can be seen that she seems to like her name very much. I was playing at the entrance of the village that day, and I saw her trekking here to find something. , what I was looking for was..."

The old man frowned, thought about it carefully, but shook his head regretfully: "I don't remember what she was looking for. I just remember that I was in a hurry at the time, and it was the time when the Longevity Gu was backfired, and the Longevity Gu was practicing in the village. For so many years, it has been peaceful.

But at that time, for some reason, most of the people in the village were forced to suffer backlash. Many families were ruined and needed help from others. Although she was a foreigner, she just stayed. "

Longevity Gu backfired... I frowned: "So, before this mirror, you already had longevity Gu here?"

The old man nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, yes, but the longevity Gu, don't mention it! No one thought that it would be so powerful."

Sure enough, this village, before calamus came, had its own method of longevity!
I followed along and asked, "Is she the one who left this mirror behind?"

"Not bad, not bad..." The old man shook his head, as if he was drunk, and even brought a slightly drunk look: "She drank the water from our place, you know, as long as anyone who knows the word 'Gu' , It is absolutely impossible to drink the water of Gu people.

We are isolated from the world because people are afraid of Gu, and if something bad happens, they will always blame Gu.No one treats us as normal people. "

This is true. In history, I have learned about the "curse of witchcraft" in the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Isn't that what it is talking about!Especially at that time when technology was underdeveloped, the word "Gu" was demonized.

"Only her, only her. Although she is a foreigner, she has never regarded us as poisonous people." The old man smiled slightly: "It is also her who saved our entire village. Use the longevity of the mirror as a medium , connected to our Gu technique, let the Gu worms connect with that thing, and the continuous lifespan and youth come back to us from the mirror."

Yes, that's right, everyone loves calamus.

Enthusiastic, kind and brave, she is as omnipotent as Cheng Ke, she seems to have no shortcomings at all.

As long as she exists, it is incomparably beautiful.

"Unfortunately, this is not longevity." Cheng Ke looked at the mirror and said heavily: "This thing is fake. Although the ability reflected by the mirror reflects longevity, the remaining ones are not It is the opposite force to true longevity."

"I know, but I can't blame Calamus for this matter." The old man still has a very envious look when he mentions Calamus: "Originally, the mirror is enough for us to use, and it can keep us alive for a long time." Come down, Calamus, she will definitely not know that the following thing happened, that is, the mirror also reversed."

"Reversal?" I widened my eyes: "You mean, it's the same as backlash?"

(End of this chapter)