Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 240 The Hanging Mirror Breaks
Hanging mirrors are hung on the low beams in the house.

The silver thread at the top of the mirror slowly extended out, and a hanging mirror the size of a palm hung on it, swaying leisurely.

Fang Yao held the fire folder in her hand, and raised her hand to protect the small flame the size of bean sprouts.

Suddenly, she remembered a not-so-pleasant experience, and asked softly: "Is your thread the same as the killing thread in that dwarf Gu Master's hand?"

Fan Chen backed away a few steps, nodded upon hearing the words: "Ours are all golden silkworm silk."

"what……"

Fang Yao was slightly taken aback, "The golden silkworm Gu can still spin silk?"

"Well, the golden silkworm Gu is randomly refined from various poisonous insects, and naturally it is divided into three or six grades. The best golden silkworm Gu will spit out a small amount of silk thread, which is not afraid of water and fire. It is hard to find."

As Fan Chen said, Fang Yao tilted his head.

Fang Yao immediately silenced, and then waited with him for Xuan Jing to still slowly.

People passed by in the yard outside the house from time to time, and the footsteps got farther and farther away, and then became silent.

Fan Chen's beautiful lips were tightly closed, and a series of obscure ancient spells sounded softly.

Fang Yao stared closely at the middle of the room.

Same as last time, the hanging mirror started to rotate left and right, and then faster and faster...

She couldn't help but widen her eyes. Compared with the last time, the hanging mirror turned many times faster this time, and the afterimage was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, as if the mirror disappeared out of thin air in mid-air.

Suddenly, Fang Yao lowered her head slowly.

As the hanging mirror turned faster and faster, she felt that the soles of her feet, which were already warm, were getting hotter and hotter.

The snow on the bottom of the boots had completely melted, and there were shallow water stains wherever she walked.

She didn't dare to interrupt Fan Chen, let alone raise her foot rashly, there must be something under the shoe.

In his mind, the touch of white that flew out of the Yiping County Lord during the day suddenly appeared.

No matter what it is, all... trample to death!
Fang Yao's boots, which were already on the ground, silently crushed hard towards the ground.

"ah……"

Several thin white lines splashed out from around her feet, and hurriedly flew towards the hanging mirror hanging on the beam!

Fan Chen's complexion changed, and he hurried forward.

However, after hearing a "chuckle", the hanging mirror fell straight into Fan Chen's hand that just happened to stick out!
Fang Yao's jaw almost fell to the ground!
"The golden silk thread... is broken!"

She let out a low gasp in disbelief.

At the same time, Fan Chen only felt the violent qi and blood surge in his body, and let out a muffled groan, and a wisp of extremely red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

After an extremely slight sound, the surface of the hanging mirror in his hand... Mottled cracks appeared like spider webs.

The ink Gu worms inside overflowed, and Fang Yao quickly reached out to grab it, but she was entangled in strands of white strange things and flew away like lightning from the gap between the door panels!
Fang Yao was so frightened that she was about to jump up. Just as she was about to open the door to chase after her, she even thought in her mind that she should pack up her bags quickly and take the opportunity to slip away.

Such a baby is broken, I don't know what Fan Chen will do to her...

But the blood at the corner of the latter's mouth and the precariously tall body made her panic, and she rushed back like a conditioned reflex, and supported Fan Chen.

"You... this... I'm not..."

She explained in a panic, but Fan Chen shook his head lightly, resisting the severe pain in his chest caused by the hard exercise, and said hoarsely: "I don't blame you, that white Gu worm... only my mother has it."

As he spoke, he spit out another mouthful of blood, Fang Yao's heart shrank tightly in fright, and tears flowed down her face, "Fan, Fan Chen, you...you're not going to die, are you?!"

"..."

Fan Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't have time to clean the blood from the corner of his mouth, but wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes first.

"Do you want to curse me so much? It's just a hanging mirror, and my life is not on it. It's just... it's something my mother gave me when she was still there."

Fang Yao didn't dare to speak, the smell of blood lingered gently on the tip of her nose.

"She told me a long time ago that if I can't let it subdue other ink Gu worms, one day, it will be swallowed by that old thing, and then it will be at her mercy."

Fan Chen let out a long breath as he spoke, gently supported Fang Yao's shoulders, and faced her face to face.

Huo Zhezi fell to the ground in a panic, and it had already been extinguished. He couldn't see anything clearly, but he smiled happily.

"Fortunately, I met you."

He lightly stroked with his right hand... Well, Fang Yao's hard mask, paused, "I just didn't expect that she had already noticed it in advance."

Fang Yao blinked her eyes and suddenly realized, "That national teacher..."

"Her target should be you." Fan Chen explained, "It's just that you are too special, and the bug is probably afraid, so it's the next best thing..."

Fang Yao glanced at the shattered hanging mirror under the two people's feet, so Fan Chen is still a poor child who has been involved.

She helped to pick up the things on the ground, looked outside again, and said worriedly: "Your ink Gu worm was snatched away like this?"

Fan Chen smiled softly: "What are you afraid of, then I will grab it back and give it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mask under his hand suddenly became slightly hot...

The two looked at each other in unison.

……

In the gloomy cave, there was a strong smell of blood and burnt flesh.

It was pitch black outside, only in the innermost place, there was a dimly lit torch stuck in the mud, and the flames sizzled as the wind gushed in from outside.

"Gangzi, quickly put those things on the old man."

"Got it, tsk..."

The man named Gangzi approached the corner of the cave, where an old man with a shriveled body and bloody flesh was curled up.

If it wasn't for the other person's back twitching from time to time, he even thought that this person had been tortured to death by them.

He took out a pieced white long fur coat, which was coated with a layer of sticky and hot fish maw glue.

It only needs to be pressed hard, and this thing will stick to the bloody skin...

An hour later, the two carried a man covered in long white hair to the rotten and damp straw stalk.

Hearing a dull sound, the person covered with long white hair fell straight down.

There was blood splattered out, and Gangzi who was standing aside didn't dodge in time, and some of his black boots were accidentally stained.

Anyway, he couldn't see it, he spat into the pothole indifferently, and cursed: "Damn, I made me busy for half the night."

"Okay, hurry up and tidy up this place, don't let other people see some flaws."

Time passed slowly, and some of the bloody tools in the cave were put away one by one.

Gangzi walked to the pothole again, glanced at the completely motionless old man, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, he found a black and white sticky worm wrapped in a ball in the mud at his feet.

"It's fucking disgusting."

He kicked the lump into the hole, picked up the sack full of tools, and turned to leave.

Only the pale red eyes slowly opened in the cold, wet and dark pit...

(End of this chapter)