Chapter 500: Jiancun 14

The child's voice was crisp and tender in the alley,

"A mirror must be covered with blood if it is to be seen;

It must be a mirror that is often used and can reflect people;

The process of placing it for a day cannot see light. "

Such an evil thing, unexpectedly came out of the mouths of a few children so casually.

"Kid, have you ever played this game?"

Fu Anan asked.

"No."

The child shook his head,

"My mother won't let me play."

Hearing this, Fu An'an fell into thinking. If he is not allowed to play, it is dangerous, right?

Just thinking about it, she suddenly felt something slipping across her face.

It was the little boy in front of her who touched her face with his fingers.

The little hands were dirty from playing the game just now, and she was not at all afraid to see Fu Anan stunned, and even smiled and showed her fallen front teeth.

He waved at Fu An'an, and whispered in her ear,

"But my friend Datie has played.

Then he disappeared.

Big sister, my mother said that children who are disobedient will be eaten by Jianshen.

Don't tell others. "

As soon as the child finished speaking, the door next to him was opened.

The woman who came out saw Fu Anan stunned for a moment, then took out the broom from behind the door, grabbed the child beside Fu Anan, slammed the wooden stick on the child,

"You son of a bitch, why don't you get the hell out of here! Have you forgotten what I told you?"

Suddenly the child burst into tears.

Fu An'an stood up, just about to grab the woman who beat the child, but she quickly dragged the child into the house, and slammed the door, as if she was a plague god and avoided it.

What's the situation? This is it.

Fu An'an stood at the door, listening to the crying of the children inside, and then thought about whether to go in and have a look.

Immediately afterwards, she was slipped away by Fu Yizhi who had been standing beside her.

From the information I just got, I can tell that Please Jian absolutely cannot do this thing.

As for the one living in the mirror, it is not necessarily a god, it is more likely to be other dirty things.

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After running around for a day, they returned to where they lived in the evening.

In the house, many people came back.

The professor has also woken up.

He was sitting at the table at this time, and there was a bright mirror in front of him.

"Hey, come and look at this mirror when you come back."

He greeted the people who came in with a smile, and moved the mirror to the front of others,

"Look at this workmanship, this method, it is completely the production process of Li Tang period, this trip is really right!"

Fu An'an didn't understand, nor did he understand the bronze mirror culture.

But looking at herself clearly reflected on it, she stretched out her finger, turned the bronze mirror in a circle, so that the mirror was facing the empty space, and then commented in a very amateurish way, "This color is really good!"

"Well, you look at the engraving."

Professor Ge reached out to move the mirror, and the slightly changed angle made the mirror face another person.

Fu Anan glanced at the old professor, and left his seat calmly.

She feels that today's old professor is a little different.

Where is it different?

She was a little speechless.

"The cocoon on his hand has changed position." When the two returned to the room, Fu Yizhi calmly told what he had observed.

People like the old professor who often use pens will have a thick callus on their index or middle fingers.

As long as the callus is observed carefully, it can be seen at a glance.

The old professor usually writes with his left hand, but today this callus appeared on his right hand.