Departure, follow-up

A crack appeared in the middle of the ancient mirror.

As the inhabitant was shattered, the world in the mirror began to shake violently. The house collapsed, the walls crumbled, and the earth shook. Liu Shaoying's true spirit saw the wall collapse and a stone fell towards her child. She subconsciously opened her arms to protect the child, and she closed her eyes tightly because of fear.

Wei Yuan pointed at the mirror and a magic power was released to protect the true spirit in the mirror.

The two evil spirits in the mirror did not receive such treatment. As the world in the mirror collapsed, they were hit by the stone and naturally shattered and died.

The two evil spirits in the mirror who occupied the flesh still wanted to escape.

Seeing that Wei Yuan seemed to be concentrating on protecting the soul in the mirror and had no intention of caring about himself, he was overjoyed. When he was about to escape, Wei Yuan, who was facing away from them, pointed his right hand together and led the divine thoughts to separate and lead, leading to the spiritual explosion of the two magic weapons to intercept the two evil spirits.

A clear whistle sounded from Wei Yuan's sword box, and the magic sword flew out, turning into a stream of red light, directly against the throat of an evil spirit.

With the sword energy, Liu Shaoying fell down softly, and a scream dissipated in the air.

In the crouching tiger waist card, the spirit charm emanated, turning into an illusory tiger, with its front paws stomping on the little boy, then lowering its head and opening its mouth, biting out the evil spirit and crushing it.

The tiger stared at the magic sword with its eyes, showing no weakness.

The magic sword rang softly.

The two evil spirits were unable to escape the seven-step range from beginning to end.

Wei Yuan carefully broke the mirror and used the Taiping Dao magic to lead out the souls of the mother and son.

He placed a calming charm to calm the two, and then looked at the timid child and said gently: "Can you tell uncle where your mirror came from?"

The little boy was a little afraid, hiding behind his mother, and said:

"Yes, an old man on the roadside sold it to me when I was going home from school."

Wei Yuan said: "Can you still remember what the old man looked like?"

When the boy heard his question, he subconsciously recalled. Wei Yuan used his ghost-exorcism skills silently and followed the boy's memories to see a series of pictures. He saw him walking alone on the street after school, and there was an old man setting up a stall on the roadside. The old man had sparse white hair, a receding hairline, big bags under his eyes, yellow teeth, and a face like a rotten carrot. He was holding a dry pipe in his hand and puffing.

There were ancient mirrors, wood carvings, and thread-bound books on the stalls. The books had the names of various spells written on them. Then, the little boy seemed to be attracted and changed his original direction and walked towards the stalls.

The picture slowly collapsed, but the child lowered his head and whispered, "I don't remember."

Are you worried about causing trouble to your family?

Wei Yuan thought for a while and comforted, "In that case, it's okay."

Liu Shaoying looked at Wei Yuan, looking at the unbelievable scenes, not knowing what to say. Although she had expected it before, she felt different after seeing it with her own eyes. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to lead the two souls into the body and said the last word to Liu Shaoying.

Then he made a seal with his hands, so that the souls of the two people were completely in harmony with their bodies.

Liu Shaoying felt her real body. She saw the young museum owner in black making a seal with his hands. His face seemed to be covered with a layer of fog and could not be seen clearly. Then her vision blurred and a strong sense of fatigue came over her.

She felt that her perception of the young man was rapidly becoming blurred.

In the end, in a blurry world, the young man was the only one who was extremely clear, with red cloud patterns everywhere, like a cluster.

Strange and bizarre.

Then her vision was distorted, and she fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing both of them fall into a deep sleep, the old man who had fallen into a deep sleep due to the aftermath fell into an even deeper sleep.

The museum owner who had just been unfathomable and easily suppressed the ancient mirror turned pale with his face. He held the wall with one hand, suddenly bent down, and retched.

"Ugh..."

"Fuck, I almost couldn't hold it..."

"Fuck, this thing is a revolving lantern, but my revolving lantern is too long, I... vomit..."

Wei Yuan's face was pale, and he retched for a long time, almost vomiting out the overnight meal.

Fortunately, he didn't eat too much, and fortunately, the digestive function of the martial arts monks is always trustworthy.

Otherwise, he would lose face.

When it comes to eating, you can always trust your stomach.

He did burst the evil spirit just now, but he was almost going to fart. For the first time, he knew that watching the revolving lantern could make him feel carsick. For the first time, he knew that recalling too many negative emotions really made him want to vomit in front of the evil spirits.

He could only keep a straight face, scare the two evil spirits away with words, and suppress and kill them with magic weapons.

As for putting the people here to sleep in the end, it was already beyond the limit with the support of face.

The little magic that Wei Yuan cast in the end made Liu Shaoying and the child fall into a deep sleep directly, and the old man who fell into a coma early because of the aftermath. When they woke up, they would think that everything was just a dream. After all, the soul left the body and entered the world in the mirror. Coupled with this twists and turns, it was a great mental stimulation for ordinary people.

Just now, because of external pressure, the two did not show any abnormality.

When they recall this incident later, it will inevitably affect the stability of their souls, affect their mental health, and leave a grudge in their hearts. It is better to use magic to let them mix the experience of this incident with dreams and let them gradually forget it.

One day, if the extraordinary becomes popular, if they embark on the path of cultivation, they will slowly remember it.

Wei Yuan packed up the Buddha statue and the broken ancient mirror.

When he was about to leave, he saw the mess when the evil spirit escaped just now. There was spilled water on the ground and nuts scattered all over the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched. If he just left like this, the small spell he left behind would have loopholes and would be broken directly.

Wei Yuan looked at the broom over there.

He finally understood that the demeanor of the masters in those stories all comes at a price.

You have to sweep and mop the floor after you finish your work.

After killing someone, the young knight in white clothes as white as snow and sword as frosty had to squat by the river and wash clothes honestly. After showing his prowess in front of people, he had to clean up the mess.

Wei Yuan struggled for a moment between cleaning up and leaving.

Finally, he found the kitchen of this family, found a few soybeans and three incense sticks, let the incense burn in the air, closed his eyes, made seals with his hands, and prayed sincerely: "Teacher, disciple Yuan prays for the divine power and decree, and the Yellow Turban Li Shi can cast beans to become soldiers, can protect the real person, subdue demons and demons, and make all evil retreat."

"I hope the teacher will bless you."

Then the magic power fell on the soybeans, and a layer of magic talismans covered them.

It is much more exquisite and simple than those modern Taiping Dao laws.

Then he threw it to the ground. After reciting the spell, Wei Yuan shouted:

"Throw beans and turn them into soldiers. Hurry up and obey the command."

The yellow beans turned into a tall elite warrior wearing armor, holding a sword, and wearing a yellow scarf on his forehead. Because the original body is a yellow bean, it can fight well, and at least it looks good. The soldiers who throw beans have no spirit, but they will instinctively obey the orders of the caster and have basic reaction ability. They clasped their fists and said:

"Please give the order, Master."

Wei Yuan's face was pale. He wanted to vomit again when he moved just now. He covered his mouth and pointed to the house:

"Clean it up."

? ? !

The warrior who was transformed by the beans froze for a moment and said subconsciously.

"Cleaning?"

"Yes, cleaning."

"Is it the cleaning to silence people?"

"No, it's the cleaning to sweep the floor and wipe the table."

"..."

Wearing armor and carrying a sword, Doubing, who was like a real guardian and came to the world to subdue demons, was silent for a long time and responded with difficulty:

"...Receive the real decree."

......

Liu Shaoying slowly opened her eyes. She didn't know when she fell asleep. She remembered that she seemed to have had a dream just now. In the dream, she and her child were locked in a mirror, and there was a young man in black clothes who put the mirror away, and then everything became blurry.

In the blurry world, there were red cloud patterns swimming, like a swimming blue dragon in the dream.

Liu Shaoying stayed for a while, and the few remaining memories disappeared like spring snow. She saw that the house was tidy, and there was no messy side in the last memory. Everything was like a dream, a dream she had accidentally fallen asleep.

She even doubted whether she had really gone to the museum Siwen mentioned.

In that old shop with a dim yellow color, she saw a young man wearing a cloud-patterned shirt.

Liu Shaoying looked up and saw that it was getting late. She had not been able to sleep well in the past few days. She had just slept for a while and dinner was not ready yet. She hurriedly got up to prepare dinner. When she was cooking, she saw her mother burning incense and praying to Buddha, and her children began to read books. Suddenly, she felt a long-lost sense of stability in her heart.

She immediately wondered why she felt that this kind of daily life was rare and long-lost?

This was obviously very ordinary.

After a meal was ready, the children were also well-behaved and willing to communicate with them.

When Liu Shaoying was washing dishes, she turned back inadvertently and suddenly saw that there was a missing Buddha statue with his hands folded and chanting on the altar with many Buddha statues. She was slightly startled, and then a memory emerged in her mind. Her eyes widened slightly, and she saw the young man in black clothes with a gentle voice, saying:

"According to the agreement, the Buddha statue is taken as a reward. I took it away."

The picture slowly dissipated, as if it was a dream, without a trace.

Liu Shaoying blinked, and she didn't know whether she really saw this person, whether she had invited him to her home to solve the problem, and whether this scene was just a fantasy. While she was thinking, the address of the museum she learned from Tao Siwen in her memory gradually became blurred and no longer familiar.

When she recalled Wei Yuan's last words.

The memory of the evil spirit was completely buried in the depths of the subconscious, and it would no longer affect their normal life.

In the end, the museum was gradually regarded as an occasional dream, and gradually forgotten. Maybe occasionally in the middle of the night, she would remember that one afternoon, she had stepped into the museum with a crisp bell and met a young man.

Liu Shaoying washed a plate of fruit, brought it out, and said to the child and mother: "Eat strawberries..."

A peaceful life is the most precious and precious.

The child's aggrieved voice came:

"Mom, why is my candy gone?"

"There is not a single piece of wine-filled candy left."

......

Wei Yuan looked at the shared bike in front of him and put away his phone.

Toss a coin, ride a shared bike if it's heads, and take a taxi if it's tails.

The hard shell was thrown up.

Catch it.

Good, it's heads.

Wei Yuan pondered, stretched out his hand, turned the coin over, and turned it to the tails.

Very good, decided to take a taxi.

Wuliang Tianzun.

This is God's will!

...

Wei Yuan decided to be extravagant today and took a taxi home.

He carried the Buddha statue and the ancient mirror in a plastic bag with the words "Wanfu Supermarket" written on it. When he stuffed the ancient mirror and the Buddha statue together, the ancient mirror seemed to scream, but Wei Yuan seemed not to hear it. He shook the plastic bag, allowing the evil spirit ancient mirror to come into close contact with the Buddha statue, allowing the ancient mirror to reflect the Buddha statue, and then sat in the back seat.

Feeling that the small spell he had set up was activated, his expression eased. Looking at the busy traffic, he silently wished that the family could have a good life and no longer be disturbed by the extraordinary world.

After thinking for a while, he took out a wine-filled candy from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it in his mouth.

"Master, remember to use the meter."

"Let's pay according to the meter. By the way, turn right in front and take the small road to get closer."

The taxi driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and turned on the meter.

Wei Yuan leaned back slightly, sipped the candy, and looked at the merit points that appeared on the illusory file in front of him. He felt the joy of an old farmer with a good harvest. After thinking about it, he decided to exchange it for the magical power of divination in the Han arsenal.

Before, when the action team said that the mountain king had been shot dead, he did not believe it. Unfortunately, he did not know how to divination and could not predict whether this was true or false. At that time, he decided to practice similar magical powers to deal with various situations.

In the true spirit picture passed to him by the old monk, there was a very strong demonic aura, which made him instinctively alert.

He planned to prepare for both hands and pass this true spirit picture to the action team.

On the other hand, trying to predict the background of the old man who sold the ancient mirror and the young man who killed people at will, Wei Yuan recalled the young man in the true spirit who was wearing a white Taoist robe and had arrogant eyebrows. He recalled the pair of light yellow pupils and looked solemn. He decided to go back and learn the method of divination, and immediately started to calculate the background of this young man.

Who is he?