Qingguan Nightmare Shadow

In the huge bronze mirror, the tragic scene of Suishui Town can be seen at a glance, with the sound of crying and corpses lying across the wilderness. In stark contrast, the expressions of the little fairies in front of the bronze mirror are leisurely and contented.Some of the immortals were in charge of switching the scenes, some were moved to tears by the tragedy of life and death below, and some waved their hands and spilled a large amount of immortal silver, which attracted a few celestial beings to loot them.

The little fairies were watching and taking money with great enthusiasm, when the image in the mirror suddenly changed into a handsome boy with the clouds as the background.The young man wore a white shirt with narrow sleeves, and there were light green moiré patterns on the sleeves and the belt of the same color. The light color of the clothes set off the heavy haze on his face.

A little fairy who didn't know people cursed out a nasty word, shouting again and again to cut back and cut back, which depends on the appearance of a mortal wandering in the mist.

Those who knew the young man covered the mouth of the rude little fairy with a slap, and said in a low voice, "This is Mr. Si Ming!"

The faces of the four Siming fairies in front of the bronze mirror all changed drastically, and one of them said: "Look at the background, Mr. Siming is behind... us!" The person flew out, his face stuck to the bronze mirror, and slowly slid down.

Xiaoxian, who was on the sidelines, was not interested in watching the scene outside the bronze mirror. They each cupped their hands at the kicking boy, said "Si Mingjun" and left.

The big bronze mirror let out a bell clang, and was cut into four pieces by the light pattern, and became four identical small bronze mirrors, which hit the faces of the four Siming Xiaoxians accurately, making four beeps in unison Qi's call.

The young man crossed his arms and said, "Put away your viewing mirror, and kneel here for three days." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his fingers again, and the hands of the four Siming Immortals were covered by a green light. After a flick, the fist was released, and a lot of fairy silver fell out, all of which were picked up by the young man and put into his purse.He was going to be fined, and the money was gone, so the four little immortals grabbed the boy's hand and begged for mercy, saying that he would leave them some broken pieces.

The young man said: "Your ears were bitten by a dog. I didn't pay you a fine. You are lucky." Then, he tapped his index finger on his waist, and took out his own viewing mirror with his backhand, shook it, and after a while A picture of a temple appeared in the green light.The picture changes from far to near, and the angle of view changes rapidly in a step-by-step manner. Soon, the viewing situation presents a scene of a group of people doing paradoxical rituals.

The group of people walked in the open space by the river, and the trajectory they walked out was their own birthday horoscope.The original emptiness of the walking track, after the processing of the viewing mirror, has become full of light.The young man buckled the mirror again, and the voice of the group of people chanting was amplified multiple times, shaking the four Siming Immortals with their hands covering their ears and their eyes straightened.

The little fairies who were watching just now hadn't gone far, when they heard that voice, they all staggered.

The boy said: "Did you see clearly this time, did you hear clearly?"

The four little fairies said in unison: "See clearly, hear clearly."

"I reminded you a long time ago to take this plague away from me, but today I am still making money from this show." The young man took away the bronze mirror, and then threw a green light to soften the knees of the four, calling They kneel well.

The boy stepped on the cloud and disappeared, and Xiaoxian, who was kneeling in the distance, instantly collapsed, with some sadness and some disdain.

Xiaoxian said: "What's wrong with Mr. Si Ming? Plague is a kind of natural disaster, and it is reasonable for it to fall on mortals. What mistake did we make?"

Accompanying voice: "That's right, I said that Mr. Si Ming may be short of money recently, so let's use his position to find an excuse to fine him!"

Another said: "We are commanding officers, we write books for mortals, and pay attention to a point of 'sorrow, one point of joy, one point of greed, anger, ignorance and resentment', isn't the plague just taking up one point of 'sorrow'? Mr. Siming How did you get so angry?"

Someone who defended the young man said, "Have you forgotten? A while back, Lord Si Ming promulgated a rule that natural disasters and man-made disasters cannot be abused, and must be determined according to the good deeds or evil deeds of mortals. There is no one in Suishui Town who has It’s a big bad thing, if we send down the plague, it may be too much!”

The first little fairy said again: "I think back when Mu Zhe Jun was serving as Si Ming Jun, there were not as many rules as him! How did he set the rules?"

Sighing: "Forget it, forget it, don't say it, that face clearly says that he is the rule, he can ban whatever he wants, we have nothing to say!"

Xiaoxian snorted coldly: "He has no skills now, he can't write a good book, he will only pay fines!"

After saying this, the viewing mirror hanging in front of the four of them moved, and a white, tender and slender hand protruded from it.What this hand is doing is very inconsistent with its appearance: raise up slightly, accumulate strength, and slap each of the four little immortals.Cyclonus' nosebleed was fanned out.

"We were wrong, wrong, Mr. Yunli has a lot, don't care about it!" Xiaoxian wiped his nosebleed and begged for mercy.

Yun Li played very comfortably, in a good mood, and sat down with his clothes lifted, with a smile on his face, so surprised that the dozen or so young commanders who were newly promoted under the seat were completely silent.

Yunli was going to give the first lesson to the newcomers today, and was worrying that there was no example of killing chickens to warn monkeys. When the four bumped into each other, he brought it up and used it to warn the newcomers with nosebleeds.

With a flick of the wrist, the viewing mirror shrunk and slipped back into the belt.

Yun Li glanced at the audience, and said: "Since you have chosen to come to me to write notebooks for a living, you must first correct your thoughts. The life of commanding orders is no better than that of a higher-ranking immortal. We have no heaven and earth here. What Si Ming has to do is to carefully play for the characters in his book, to appreciate what ordinary people think, feel, and understand, and to feel their life...to be a qualified fairy First, earn fairy silver, and later."

Gradually, people were whispering to each other below, Yun Li listened, and roughly said that if he could do other things in this fairy world, he wouldn't be the commander in charge of writing books.

No newcomer believes that there is really anyone who is willing to be an indifferent commander all the time, not only not enjoying the respect of ordinary people, but also thinking for ordinary people.It is the right way to earn fairy silver and go to the higher fairy world to find another livelihood. Naturally, no one will listen to Yunli's words.

The light in the young man's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he quickly recovered, and with a push of five fingers, he sent a clear mirror to each of the newcomers below.

Yunli said: "This is the observation mirror, which is used to observe the movements of the mortal world at any time. It has many other uses, you should think about it yourself these days."

The newcomers played with the bronze mirror with great interest, and Yun Li went down to answer the doubts of the little fairies. Seeing that no one raised their hands to ask questions, he turned around and went back to his Nuoyin Pavilion.

Pushing open the door and entering, the back of a fairy came into view.The fairy's skirt was dragging to the ground, the streamer was wrapped around her wrists, only a small bun was tied on her head, and the rest of her hair was allowed to hang down naturally.Fairy noticed that the owner of the pavilion was back, sat down on the chair without haste, faced Yunli and said, "I've been waiting here for a long time."

Yun Li said: "Master, why did you come down?"

This fairy is the previous Siming Lord, Mu Zhe. After resigning, he became a wandering immortal, and gave his original position to his apprentice Yunli, while he lived a free life like a wild crane.

Mu Zhe hooked his fingers: "Why are you standing at the door? Are you not happy to see Master?"

Yun Li snorted, "Not happy, not excited."

"Okay you little brat, come here."

Yun Li walked over reluctantly, and as expected, Mu Zhe rubbed his face like a ball until it turned red.I don't know why Master has rubbed his face for so many years, but he still doesn't get tired of it.Mu Zhe held Yunli's face and looked left and right, like a sister seeing her younger brother whom she hadn't seen for many years, she couldn't help but kissed him on the forehead.

Anyway, Yunli is used to it, and he can keep his face expressionless even under this torture.

"Oh, oh, why don't you just smile." Mu Zhe tugged at the corner of his mouth.

In order to get rid of it earlier, Yun Li smiled stiffly, not distracted from the smile, but Mu Zhe was satisfied, so he let him go.

Mu Zhe said: "I heard that you, Si Mingjun, have a bad reputation, so I'll make fun of you."

"Which complaint?"

"What, you're going to fine others again?" Mu covered his mouth, his eyes were slit, "Actually, is there a need to file a complaint? The immortals above came to watch the show, and basically they didn't see anything exciting. I caught a lot of little immortals, but they all pretended to be hesitant to speak, and asked again and again, only to say that you have too many rules, and you dare not write many things in the notebook, and the mortal drama will not be exciting."

Yun Li sat on the edge of the bed, resting his chin, without saying a word.

Mu Zhe said: "You used to have the most ghostly ideas, and you could do things like write yourself into a notebook. If you want to talk about rules, you are the most unruly. How can I imagine that you are as preachy as an old man now. "

Yun Li said: "It is because I have written myself in the notebook and experienced it in a real way that I hope that the world will be peaceful and people will be safe."

Mu Zhe heard his words seriously, and sighed: "People will rub and collide consciously between people. It's not that if you don't write, the mortal world can be peaceful. Not to mention that the immortals above can also As far as the Siming Xiaoxian you manage is concerned, they can't earn fairy silver and live a difficult life, and you ban everything, it's shameful."

"Yes."

"What is it? I think you didn't listen to what I said. Why are you in a daze?" Mu Zhe gently pinched Yunli's nose, then picked up a notebook on the table, flipped through it and said: " The book you are writing now is really not good, if you hadn’t saved up some fairy silver before, and you could be fined for raising your hand in front of Si Mingjun, I see how you live.” She thought of something and asked: “ After you took office, there have been many plagues in the mortal world, but you didn’t care about it. This time you intervene, is it because of this person’s brother?”

The "this person" in Mu Zhe's mouth refers to the owner of the book in her hand.

An Ran, a five-year-old boy, is the second son of An Yi, the prefect of Shu Province.

Mu Zhe said: "Even if his brother is very similar to Su Tong, even if Su Tong is reincarnated, walks the Naihe bridge, drinks Mengpo soup, and crosses the Wangchuan River, he will no longer be the same person as before."

Yun Li said: "I think he still remembers."

Mu Zhe said: "So what if you remember, he sealed you in this Siming Wonderland for 300 years, just to make you forget him."

More than 20 years ago, Su Tong failed in cultivating immortals and alchemy, and was destined to enter reincarnation like all mortals.Su Tong did not hesitate to seriously injure his soul, but with the strength of a mortal, he used the spiritual power he had cultivated to seal Yunli, a fairy, into Siming Wonderland, and especially forbid him to enter and leave the mortal world for a period of 300 years.It's an anecdote.

Afterwards, Yunli kept waiting for Su Tong's booklet after reincarnation, but he didn't get it. Mu Zhe said that this person either had his soul broken and scattered, or he had become a ghost in the underworld, and he didn't want to reincarnate in the world.

More than 20 years ago, shortly after Su Tong's death, An Tong, the eldest son of the Xiuzhu An family in Shuzhou, was born.An Tong showed his talent early on, and was called the reincarnation of Prime Minister Su by the world.Yun Li searched for a long time, wanting to know which Siming Xiaoxian owned this person's book, but it turned out that there was no such person.

Later, when An Tong's younger brother was born, Yun Li opened An Ran's book, with the purpose of paying attention to An Fu.

This An Tong is a black household in Siming Wonderland, but there is such a person in the mortal world, which is really strange.

Yun Li didn't speak again, Mu Zhe thought he was unhappy, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I think you like this type, if you like it, you'll be idle as a teacher, why don't you help me chase it! How about it, how do you treat me as a teacher? In everything, you have to look forward, there is no more Su Tong, and there are thousands of Su Tong, whether he remembers or not, he is much better than him!"

Yun Li hugged his knees and muttered, "An Tong is Su Tong."

"It's what you say. Don't be sullen and lose your temper all day long. Just be happy and be happy. Come on, tell Master Wei, when you want someone, Master Wei will help you tie him up."

Yun Li said, "I don't want your help."

"Oh, you can't even get down, and you can't move by yourself. If you don't want my help, who can you help?"

A slight blush bloomed on Yunli's fair and moist cheeks, and he curled his lips and said: "I am Mr. Si Ming now, the most urgent task is to investigate the whereabouts of An Tong's notebook, the task is very difficult, you can go as your idler! "While speaking, there was a little bit of arrogance in his eyes as he waved and hit someone just now.

Mu Zhe said: "Okay, okay, then I would like to thank you for thinking of me as a teacher! I didn't say...how did you and Su Tong get along?"

Yun Li rolled his eyes and said, "Why can't we get along?"

Mu Zhe smiled and said, "You are obviously proud, but he is secretly proud, so it's obviously difficult to deal with."

Yun Li made a sound to interrupt this topic with his nose.

Mu Zhe walked around the Nuoyin Pavilion for a few times, commenting on the taste of the apprentice while walking, saying which parts are heavy and which ones are light, which objects are redundant and which parts seem empty, the focus is on "disciple's The level of appreciation is not as good as being a teacher, and the Nuoyin Pavilion is not well maintained for the teacher."

Yun Li said: "Then you take care of it."

Mu Zhe said: "No, the upper palace for the teacher is still very big, luxurious and laborious to maintain." Suddenly her eyes lit up: "Yunli, what is this?"

She held a small wooden sculpture in her hand, in the shape of a goldfish, with a lively posture and lifelike posture.There was also a small knife on the shelf where the goldfish wood carvings were placed. She picked it up together and found that it was covered with fine sawdust. "you made it yourself?"

"Ah."

Originally it was nothing, just a woodcarving in his spare time, but Yun Li's nervous expression clearly yelled "This is not an ordinary woodcarving".Mu Zhe couldn't pretend not to see it, and said with a sinister smile, "Apprentice, what are you hiding from me as a teacher?"

She held the goldfish wooden carving with her fingertips, weighed it, injected a burst of immortal power into it, and suddenly realized: "There is a trace of your soul in it?!"

Yun Li nodded.

Mu Zhe took out her viewing mirror from her sleeve, and took a picture of the goldfish wood carving, and it showed a real goldfish kept in a bamboo basket.Zooming in, the bamboo basket for raising goldfish is placed in the study, next to the little boy who is sleeping soundly and the young man who is concentrating on reading.

The young man had a jade-like gentle temperament, with an extraordinary indifference in his eyes, Mu Zhe felt seductive, and let the viewing mirror focus on his face, admiring it.

Yun Li's face changed, and he took Mu Zhe's viewing mirror and put it on the table.

Mu Zhe went to rub his face again: "Why, as long as you don't allow me to see... well, there's nothing to look at."

"Then don't look."

Mu Zhe said: "You made this goldfish woodcarving, put a trace of soul into it, and connected with the goldfish just now, in order to control it?"

Yunli said: "I'm trying to break through Su Tong's seal."

"Although I used a little soul, it's still harmful to me after all. I haven't tried such a method. You have to be careful and don't be too impatient."

"I can handle it."

Mu Zhe is not serious again: "Goldfish, you choose goldfish well, Su Tong likes to raise goldfish. Does Mr. An also like to raise goldfish?"

Yun Li ignored her, took the wood carving in her hand and put it back on the shelf.

When he first came, Mu Zhe was only concerned with rubbing his apprentice's face, and didn't notice any abnormality on his arm, now that Yun Li stretched out his hand to pick up something, he stroked his sleeve up, only to see a row of bruises on his smooth skin.

Mu Zhe asked, "What's going on?"

Yun Li coughed, "That goldfish jumped out of the pond and fell, and the injuries I got were also on my body."

"So serious? That fish jumped so fiercely that it threw itself like this?"

Yun Li said: "It's stupid."

"Is it stupid or are you stupid? When it jumps, if you can't control it, you should pull out the soul."

In fact, this is not a question of who is stupid and who is not, but a question of whether goldfish wants to jump or Yunli wants to jump.

buzzing.

The viewing mirror turned upside down on the table rang.

Mu Zhe turned the bronze mirror over, only to hear a female voice say: "A Tong, father is seriously ill and can't get up, the main department of the supervisory office is waiting in the front hall, you go and deal with it!"

In the bronze mirror, An Tong closed the book and said, "Song Chan, are you right? It's the Supervisory Office, not the Supervisory Platform?"

Song Chan said: "For the monitoring station, let's just say that Mr. An is ill, and they will find another time to come even if they have something to do. Why would mother let me come over to call you? I heard that the head of the monitoring government is directly sent by the emperor. Those who come down will patrol the states and thoroughly investigate the case of illegal salt trafficking."

An Tong said: "Song Chan, you stay here to guard Ah Ran, don't let him kick the blanket away and catch a cold."