"So fast!" Xia Yuzhou was very surprised.

"Yes," Gu Ji grinned, and the dead fish eyes under the long bangs were shining. "Thanks to me, if I did, I might have broken it if I gave it to the rest of our family!"

"I am worthy of being the strongest weapon refiner in the world!" Xia Yuzhou gave him a thumbs up.

After receiving praise from Xia Yuzhou, Gu Ji jumped up happily and tried to hang upside down. However, the design of Sijun's apartment is too modern. Not to mention the beams, there is not even a chandelier in the center of the living room, and it is full of hidden light strips. He could only turn around on the spot and land awkwardly.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to his performance art, and Xia Yuzhou had already squeezed with Si Jun to study it.

A few days ago, there were still four pieces that could not be glued together. The broken brass pieces had gone through wind and rain, and the interfaces were rounded. How could they be pieced together and there were gaps in the middle. Now, those gaps were filled, smooth and traceless, like new mirrors.

Looking back, not only the mirror surface, but also the decoration on the outside has been repaired intact. The simple and smooth cloud patterns and the engravings on the back have all returned to their original state.

"What a magical craftsmanship, it's so amazing."

Xia Yuzhou rubbed the handwriting on it with his fingers. Before he could identify it, the doorbell rang again.

He stuffed the mirror under the sofa, pressed Si Jun who was trying to get up, and Xia Yuzhou went to open the door himself. Gu Ji, who didn't like socializing, quietly hid in the toilet and took care of himself who had not washed his hair for many days.

"Zhou Xiaoshu, why are you here?" Xia Yuzhou was very surprised.

"I didn't answer the phone call, so I came here directly." Zhou Shu looked a little bad and walked in with his head down.

Xia Yuzhou took a look at the phone placed on the shoe cabinet: "I muted it last night and didn't turn it on."

"Yeah." Zhou Shu responded listlessly, walked to the sofa area to sit down, picked up the water cup on the table and drank it all.

Si Jun sorted out the sleeves of his home clothes and sat upright: "Have you encountered anything?"

Zhou Shu glared at Si Jun, and couldn't stand his "sister-in-law" face. Xia Yuzhou came over and kicked him: "What's wrong with you?"

"When will dad get in touch?" Zhou Shu asked without hesitation.

Xia Yuzhou paused: "I can't contact you now, please ask me if you have anything."

Zhou Shu raised his head and his eyes were red: "She said, my real father is a monster, I know our father."

He came back to deal with the troublemaker these days and got the expected news that the man who married his mother was indeed not his biological father. His biological father disappeared when he was very young. But he didn't expect that this biological father, who is probably the blood clan, actually met Xia's father.

"Know our dad?" Xia Yuzhou was shocked. Since childhood, Xia's dad said that their family was the last blood clan and had never seen any contact with other blood clans.

Zhou Shu looked at him quietly for a while, lowered his eyes, and slowly stroked the red hair on his head: "When will Dad be back?"

Xia Yuzhou was silent for a while and whispered: "Dad can't come back."

"What does it mean?" Zhou Shu suddenly raised his head.

"Literally," Xia Yuzhou wiped his face and threw it away, "He went to the Shoutian Mirror and couldn't come out when he went in."

In the mountains where the Xia family’s old house is located, there is a tourist attraction called "Tianjing". It is a suspended waterfall composed of two natural semicircular giant rocks. The water flows smoothly and delicately connected, reflecting in the sunshine like a natural large mirror.

Si Jun knew what was going on. The so-called Tianshou Mirror obviously did not set up a stall next to Tianshui to charge the visiting fee: "Is there a world in the mirror in the waterfall?"

Xia Yuzhou nodded and told the secret that only he knew: "That sky mirror must be living people to go in and guard the door. Our family has been a mirror guard for generations. When I get old, I will also go to guard the mirror."

Si Jun jumped hard and subconsciously held Xia Yuzhou's hand tightly.

Xia Yuzhou touched him comfortably: "Oh, don't panic, it's early."

"Hehe, hehehe, that's true." Zhou Shu suddenly sneered.

"What exactly?" Xia Yuzhou felt that his brother was smiling unpleasantly, so he reached out to the back of his head, but he was stunned.

Zhou Shu, who had been beating him for many years, suddenly avoided.

"I gave that woman money, she gave me a video tape." Zhou Shu looked muffled and took out a square box from his backpack. It was the old-fashioned cassette. It took him a lot of effort to find an antique video recorder. There was an image left to him by his biological father.

[Xiaoshu, dad wants to do a great thing and can't accompany you to grow up.]

[Xia Yuzhou's grandfather is also your grandfather. He is the one who gave his father a second life.]

[Uncle Xia will take care of you on behalf of dad, Xiaoshu must be good... Dad is sorry for you.]

The man who looked almost exactly like him took the old photos and pointed out to him "Grandpa Xia", "Uncle Xia" and "Little Yuzhou", and grinned like a fool, who was sold and helped count money.

Xia Yuzhou widened his eyes. He really didn't know about these things. Zhou Shu's biological father was actually a blood clan transformed by his grandfather. So, it was nonsense to pick up a seriously ill child abandoned by his mother in the hospital. It was obvious that Xia's father had been paying attention to Zhou Shu's situation. Seeing that his mother gave up, he took the person away as soon as possible.

Zhou Shu put the video tape back into his bag, zippered it up and stood up: "My real father is the son your grandfather had first received. He went to guard the mirror for your father, and he couldn't come back."

Xia Yuzhou's fingertips trembled slightly: "Super..."

"That's right, substitute!" Zhou Shu suddenly raised his voice and stared at Xia Yuzhou with red eyes. "Your family is trying hard to reproduce and have half of it, just to have more people keep the mirror for you."

Xia Yuzhou shook his head and wanted to explain: "No, little tree..."

"Don't call me that!" Zhou Shu stammered his neck, tears rolling in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to shed, "What kind of life-saving grace, what kind of raising love? Your family raises me to make me a scapegoat like my dad. I am just a slave to your family, that's all!"

"Isn't it good to be a slave?" Gu Ji poked his head out of the bathroom with the door frame, "That's the great ancestor seed!"

"Shut up and you!" Xia Yuzhou felt a suffocation and his eyes turned black.

Zhou Shu pulled up his backpack and rushed out like a tornado.

Xia Yuzhou raised his foot and chased after him. He was hit hard by the door thrown by Dali. He staggered and fell to the ground with a "scream".

"Yuzhou!" Si Jun hurried over and hugged him to check his injuries, "Don't move, I'll take a look."

My nose was bleeding, but fortunately I didn't touch the teeth. The fragile little bloody teeth were still staying on my mouth, and it poked out a sharp point in aggrieved manner.

"Woo..." The soft fingers touched the tip of the nose, and a soreness suddenly spread from the nose to the back of the head, and Xia Yuzhou's tears flowed down.

"Does it hurt?" Si Jun was panicked and quickly took a tissue to wipe his tears, and the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it.

"I don't know about his father, Lao Xia never mentioned it! I only know that he is my younger brother, wuwu..." Xia Yuzhou cried sadly. He was a good young man in modern society with a strong roots. He had no idea of ​​slaves or scapegoats. Since he was a child, he only knew that he was a younger brother who needed to be loved. Although he always had a fight, Zhou Shu was his closest person after his father disappeared.

Si Jun hugged him and let him use his home clothes as a face wiper, rubbing them with tears and snot: "Why should your family guard that sky mirror?"

"Old Xia said that no one would guard it, the world would be destroyed. I don't know whether it is true or false. Anyway, every generation does this." Thinking about the generations of Xia family filling their lives in the mirror, but in the end it was not over. A group of foreigners still had to pull his teeth. The younger brother who had finally raised him turned against him, became enemies. The more Xia Yuzhou thought about it, the more aggrieved, and he cried and burped.

Si Jun gently patted him on the back: "It's better to look at the memories in the Mirror of Filing, maybe there will be answers to the things at home."

The inheritance of the Xia family has been cut off. The only knowledge that Xia’s father has, because he was concerned about the child’s feelings, could only hope for the virtual mirror left by his ancestors. If he knew the causes and consequences of the Tianjing, Zhou Shu might have a different perspective.

Xia Yuzhou washed his face and returned to the sofa area. The three of them stared at the ancient mirror for a while.

"As a family heirloom, the Mirror of Wujian must have recorded very important information." Gu Ji looked at him with a gaze, wondering if there were any records about his ancestors.

Si Jun nodded and looked at Xia Yuzhou: "Let's start."

Xia Yuzhou: "...what to start? How do you open this thing?"

He didn't know how to look at the virtual mirror!

Si Jun suddenly realized and apologized to him in a low voice. He pulled Xia Yuzhou's finger and bit it, and dripped a drop on the back of the Wujian Mirror.

Xia Yuzhou looked at the back of the brass mirror in surprise. The bright red color gradually invaded the complex patterns, showing the words "Wujian" engraved on it, and the words "Wujian" of dragons and phoenixes dancing.

Then, turn the mirror again, and the originally empty mirror gradually shines.

"The virtual mirror is like a tablet computer, and the corresponding blood is like a battery. The amount of energy in the blood can support the screening for as long as the picture is displayed," Gu Ji explained to Xia Yuzhou conscientiously. "Our family is more advanced, and only recognizes the blood of the Xia family. My blood is useless..."

The more I spoke, the more I whispered, because the light in the mirror became more and more dazzling, far exceeding the brightness of the TV series screening by the tablet computer.

"Wow, what's this!" Xia Yuzhou exclaimed, and the white light suddenly burst out in front of him swallowed all three of them.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already on a rather primitive river beach, with rocks and weeds.

There was noisy voice not far away, and the three of them turned to look over. The scene suddenly got closer. It turned out to be a group of people wearing ancient coarse cloth clothes, including men and women, old and young. There were two children wearing red bellybands tied in a huge basket tied with red cloth, both men and women cried and howled.

"How many times have you said that you are not allowed to live a life sacrifice!" A young man in white clothes walked through the three fools like a breeze, blocking them in front of the villagers.

"Wow!" Gu Ji suddenly exclaimed.

"Worry," Xia Yuzhou quickly covered his mouth.

"No," Gu Ji struggled away, "This is not a simple virtual mirror image, this is a holographic image! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Si Jun looked around carefully, walked over, and came to the man in white.

The face that was always automatically replaced by Xia Yuzhou in his dream finally showed its true appearance. With just one glance, I understood what is the moonlight on the strings of the silver poem. It was a beauty that could not be described in pale language, and it was a banished immortal that mortals were not qualified to touch. These ignorant, sloppy men, women, and young people in front of me were blasphemy to him after a glance.

At that time, the ancestor of the Si family, the Marquis of Ma'anshan, the noble knight with the original surname of Stewart, and the bard Si Nan, obviously thought so. The marquis, wearing a knight uniform exactly the same as on the statue, ran over quickly with his horse boots and stood in the middle before the people clashed with Xia Wuya. His big-brimmed hat with gorgeous feathers was incompatible with this ancient environment, which was very funny.

"Don't be rude!" Si Nan firmly held down a strong man's hand trying to push and protected Xia Wuya behind him, "This is the National Master!"

After saying this, the guards responsible for protecting the national squad rushed over. There was no way, the two masters ran like flying, and they really couldn't keep up.

The people did not know Xia Wuya, but knew the national teacher, so they knelt down and bowed.

"Sir, we really have no choice. Recently, the plague has been rampant. I heard that someone in Lin County has joined the water for boys and girls. Soon the epidemic gradually stopped. We..."

"It's nonsense!" Xia Wuya shook his sleeves and put his hands on his back, revealing the blue sword all over his waist. "The plague in Lin County was treated by me. What does it have to do with the living sacrifice? Then you can quickly retreat. I will be able to handle the plague!"

There was a group of vicious sword-bearing guards, so the people naturally did not dare to say much. After thanking each other, they quickly left with the boys and girls who escaped.

The river beach was clear, Xia Wuya stood on a high place, looking at the slowly gurgling river water with cold eyes.

"Do you still want to get into the water?" Si Nan asked him in unstandard official words, his eyes full of worry.

"Otherwise? Go for me?" Xia Wuya lifted up his upper lip and revealed his sharp fangs.

"Oh, my dear Ya, don't show my blood teeth to me." Si Nan covered his chest with one hand, his cheeks flushed.

Xia Wuya ignored him, pierced his fingers and formed a seal in the air, and hit the river surface with a blink of an eye. The complicated copy of blood just floated over the rolling river water without dissipating. Xia Wuya drew out his sword and jumped in.
To be continued...