After the Fairy Disappeared

  Fusheng’s blade got stuck on the mirror, and he couldn’t pull it out. He Lingchuan asked it: “Have you taken it yet?”

   "I'll take it, I'll take it, you're amazing!" What's the matter with this knife?

  He Lingchuan twisted the knife head: "Who did you just say is a bedbug who doesn't take a bath?"

   "I..." The mirror reacted quickly, "I'm talking about that boy Gan!"

   "What the **** are you? If you dare to say half a word, I will twist you into a twist."

   "I was originally the breast shield given to General You Shanming by Tian Yanzong, and I fought with him for many years. After absorbing too many resentful souls, I woke up."

   This thing turned out to be a breast shield? No wonder it's not easy to pierce, people are supposed to block this.

  He Lingchuan remembered that the mirror used by Qingxu and the others had the same shape as this thing, and it seemed that it was produced by Tian Yanzong.

   Fortunately, he stabbed from behind the mirror to the front of the mirror, which is considered a weak point.

  The mirror said again: "After General You died in battle, I was removed from the battle armor and changed many masters. They all took me to kill demons, so that I can maintain my spirituality after the aura of heaven and earth decays."

  「What are you doing here?」

"I was sealed for a long time, and I was in a deep sleep. A few days ago, I suddenly ate a large piece of emperor ointment, and I woke up, and found myself in the wild, so I asked the mirror slave to take me away." Mirror She also sighed, "Although she has my blessing, she is already over 200 years old, and her lifespan is really exhausted. I can only take another mirror slave nearby."

   "It's Mr. Gan?" As the name suggests, this mirror uses living people as slaves.

  「Yes, the rule for taking a mirror slave is to do three things for him. It would be best if he can agree directly.」

   That fool. He Lingchuan shook his head secretly, no wonder Uncle Gan urged the third brother not to look for the sorceress again.

   "Uncle Gan saw how you dealt with Mr. Sha?"

   "He was right there at the time." The mirror said, "Did you think he didn't know beforehand, I said this would occupy the second wish of Mr. Gan, but he still asked for it!"

  He Lingchuan was silent. Uncle Gan understands that the witch will not work for the Gan family for no reason, and the price will be paid by the third Gan in the end. But for his own business, he still asked the sorceress to attack Mr. Sha.

  Of course, maybe think about it from another angle, Sanye Gan has relied on his elder brother to be popular for seventeen or eighteen years, so what if he paid a little price for this family?

   While he was meditating, a two-foot-long fish suddenly jumped out of the lake and hit his wrist directly.

   This is really a stroke of genius. When He Lingchuan was talking with the mirror, he had actually turned on his divine sense to scan his surroundings in case he was attacked.

  However, the lake water can isolate spiritual thoughts, and this fish jumped without warning.

  The evil spirit that just slipped away slipped into the water and attached itself to the fish.

  His wrist was knocked over, and the mirror was turned over, facing He Lingchuan! The surface of the mirror glowed, and he saw his own face in the mirror.

  "I" was grinning at him: "I really thought you won? Hand over your soul!"

  It is deliberately trying to show its weakness to the enemy, just waiting for this moment!

  He Lingchuan immediately felt a great suction in the mirror, trying to pull his soul into it.

  He had already been tricked in the illusion in the mirror before, but the suction of the mirror image at that time could not be compared with the real product in front of him at all!

   No wonder so many people have escaped his murder.

  But when the shadow in the mirror was laughing happily, there was a "buzz" in his mind, as if someone had rang the bell.

  The voice was melodious and deep, carrying an indescribably stalwart force, which instantly fixed his soul and never wavered again.

   Sure enough, He Lingchuan was finally relieved that the two-piece suit on his body was enough to restrain the mirror.

   At the same time, his image in the mirror widened his eyes:

From his point of view, a huge city suddenly appeared in the void behind He Lingchuan. Although it was only outlined in the dark and the details could not be seen clearly, it was towering and uneven, with many figures on the city gate, and there seemed to be countless people in the air. The voice whispered softly, and the majestic and majestic aura rushed to the face!

   Such a power, it can't compete at all!

  "The city of the dead, the city of the dead!" The mirror screamed, the panic was like a rabbit about to be chased by a tiger, "You are from the land of souls, there is really a city of the dead in this world..."

  Fusheng Knife suddenly shook, and the killing spirit interrupted its next words.

   Ah, it cracked a little more!

   "Death to your sister!" He Lingchuan smirked and punched the mirror twice, "Spit out my golden-armored bronze figure!"

   I don't know what the mirror saw, and suddenly called out the city of the dead.

   He doesn't know about the city of the undead, he only knows about Panlong City. Thinking about the initial desert trip, there are indeed countless heroic souls living in Panlong City, killing both Nian Songyu and Sun Guoshi.

   Isn’t the soul of a hero also an undead?

  The existence of Panlong City has always been his biggest trump card, and he was also very upset when he was suddenly called out by this mirror.

   This thing is very insidious, trying to plot people. If the treasure hadn't been left in the mirror, he wanted to chop it up now to avoid future troubles.

  After being so frightened, the mirror became more honest, and spit out the golden armored bronze figure with a puff.

  At that time, the bronze man threw the three of them out of the mirror world, and he and Hongluan fell down together. If Jing Ling doesn't cooperate, He Lingchuan will lose a treasure.

  The golden-armored bronze figure turned into a doll again. He Lingchuan picked it up and checked it, and was so angry that he almost spit fire:

   "Where is the mysterious crystal? Where is the mysterious crystal in my bronze figure, did you swallow it?"

   As a big war puppet, the golden-armored bronze man needs to use mysterious crystals to drive it. He Lingchuan originally only had two pieces of profound crystals, and he stuffed one into it, so it can be used several times.

   Unexpectedly, the box of the bronze man is empty!

"It wasn't me, it was consumed by itself." After the mirror quibbled, He Lingchuan knew that after the three of them left the mirror world, the golden armored bronze man broke contact with the manipulator and did not receive an order to stop his actions, so Continue to run amok.

  It is a big energy consumer, and it will quickly consume all the mysterious crystals.

  He Lingchuan's heart was bleeding when he heard this.

   Xuanjing is such a precious energy source, and the cost of each one is in the unit of tens of thousands, so it is so wasted.

  Looking at the scars on the bronze figure, it is obvious that it has often fought with people in the illusion.

   It's a big loss.

  However, the mirror still yelled at Qu: "It got into a fight with the person in my mirror, and destroyed a lot of karma. I am the one who suffers!"

  He Lingchuan was really furious, and was about to teach the broken mirror a lesson, when the sound of horseshoes approached, Wu Jinsong and Wu Jinsong finally ran back.

   "As soon as we arrived at Baijiao Temple, Gan Laosan turned into ashes." Wu Jinsong was still panting, "We have been tricked."

  He Lingchuan shook the bronze mirror towards them, of course he remembered to face people with his back.

   "The mirror is here." He said angrily, "It's all a demon, Gan Laosan is just a cover, a mirror slave signed by it."

  Wu Jinsong approached cautiously: "Is this what took our souls?"

   "It should be." He Lingchuan patted the mirror, "Hey, where are their souls, return them!"

  He knocked several times, and the mirror reluctantly spit out two **** of light.

  The two **** of light flew towards Wu Jinsong and the other two, and got in through their seven orifices respectively.

  The two shivered, their eyes quickly changed from dull to clear, and their expressions became lively.

  Then they looked at each other, clasped their fists at He Lingchuan and said, "Thank you Mr. He for your help!"

  Just hearing the difference in the tone of the two of them, He Lingchuan knew that the two of them had returned to their souls, no, they had returned to their senses, and had their own emotional changes.

  「We still need to get back the lost soul of Mr. Sha.」

  The mirror hurriedly said: "Yes, but if I give it out now, his soul will dissipate." From here to Shafu, the journey is more than a hundred miles? Even if it is a living soul, it cannot leave the body or the container for too long.

  Companions were all killed by it, Xu Dongdong hated it so much that he gritted his teeth: "No need! We have sea wood, which can house souls..."

  They came to find Mr. Sha’s lost soul, how could they not

  Have containers? But his words stopped here, because he suddenly remembered that the wood on the seabed was in the hands of his companion, but his companion died in the mirror world.

  「Give us back the sea wood!」

  The mirror is silent, just pretending not to hear. It is not stupid, once the things are handed over, the big knife may fall down.

   "It seems that we have to take this thing back together." Wu Jinsong looked at He Lingchuan and hesitated before saying, "I don't know if Mr. He is willing to transfer it..."

   This is someone else's spoils of war, and He Lingchuan is capable, what price should he offer to ask the other party to transfer the mirror?

  He Lingchuan waved his hand: "The two of you want to return to King Baoshu's Taifu Mansion?"

   "Exactly."

   "I'm going to Beijia too." He Lingchuan grinned, "Together with you?"

  Wu Jinsong was overjoyed: "It couldn't be better!"

  He felt relieved immediately, and the smile on his face became brighter: "You will send back the son's soul, and the Taifu will thank you very much!"

  He Lingchuan laughed twice, feeling that he was more sincere when he was in despair.

   Immediately, they asked the mirror to return the five remains of the guards of the Shafu, and they buried the steles beside Mochou Lake.

  Wu Jinsong and Xu Dongdong read their prayers to them and poured two jugs of wine. Then they led the horses and returned to Wuze County with He Lingchuan.

   Regarding Gan Sanye, He Lingchuan also has disposal:

  He forced the mirror to cancel the mirror slave contract, allowing San Ye Gan to return to his free body.

  If it was a one-shot, it would be too cheap for Mr. Gan.

  Honestly speaking, although dementing souls is not a good thing, but the Gan family is precarious and the situation of Sanye Gan is so dire, becoming a mirror slave of dementing mirrors is actually the best way out.

  Before the witch was cut in two by He Lingchuan, she could quickly heal herself by virtue of her status as a mirror slave, not to mention that she lived for more than two hundred years, far exceeding the limit of ordinary people's lifespan.

  If this mirror uses dirty tricks and black hands, it may really bring the Gan family out of the mud.

   Hasn’t Mr. Gan demonstrated once?

   Evil things have their own usefulness, and evil ways have their own convenience.

  He Lingchuan specifically asked the mirror to remove this contract, return Mr. Gan to his original form, and accept what he should have accepted.

  A parasite-like figure like him, once the pillar of the family collapses, what will happen to him...

Ha ha.