"Dad, what bloodline did you just talk about?" My son, who was eating breakfast, heard it and raised his hand to ask a question.

Xia Yuzhou took a bottle of blood, opened the bottle plug with one finger, poked a straw and sat with his son. Now he had enough points in his hand, and the family of three lived a life of drinking disinfectant blood every day, which was considered to be a well-off society after getting out of poverty. "The ancestors asked me to quickly spread the branches and leaves for the old Xia family."

Chen Mo understands: "Elder forced a marriage... Then can't you be with your ex-husband and dad?"

"What ex-husband and dad?" Zhou Shu piled up the support items on the sofa, and immediately came over when he heard this title, staring at Xia Yuzhou, who was teaching the bad children with condemnation.

Xia Yuzhou didn't care about his younger brother's glare, although he also wanted to talk to people about "the topic of how to cut Sijun", but his son was less accustomed than Zhou Shu. He had to be patient and explained in a tone of discussing with his eldest son to have a second child: "It's irrelevant. The ancestor thought that your only child was too lonely, so he asked me to create more children to play with. Xiao Mo wanted a younger brother or a younger sister?"

The residual mirror, which had a red line, was hung on Xia Yuzhou on his index finger and swayed to play with it. The ancient brass was dark golden in the sun, and the afterimage gradually connected into a piece to form a complete circle. The ancestor crawled out of the mirror and raised his life, but he didn't explain it clearly. Xia Yuzhou really wanted to shake people out of the mirror and asked him to explain word by word how to distinguish blood.

Chen Mo held the blood bottle, watched his father shake the mirror in his hand, and suddenly stood up: "Ah!"

This scream made Xia Yuzhou tremble with fear. The mirror took off his finger and fell on the table and made a crisp "bang" sound: "Why was this child shocked? What's wrong?"

The son didn't say anything, threw down the blood bottle and went upstairs. Soon after, he ran back again and excitedly opened the letter of the ancestor: "This is, Dad, look at this! Is it a record of the mirror?"

Xia Yuzhou looked at the yellowed page.

This is a very inconspicuous page in the note. The paper is a bit damaged and some of the handwriting cannot be seen clearly. My son's little hand clicked on the place where he couldn't see clearly: "Only half of this word is left. I thought it was a 'kettle' before, but it was actually a 'climbing'!"

Xia Yuzhou turned his gaze to the line behind:

[Darkly identifying, circulating yin and yang, and distinguishing blood vessels, it is called "no disease".]

Chen Mo thought it was the word "cauld", and he wondered what kind of magic weapon this black pot that communicates yin and yang is. He guessed that it might be an alchemy furnace that can refine something that detects blood, so it is called Wuji pot.

I just saw the mirror in Xia Yuzhou's hand and suddenly my heart was blessed.

In fact, this is about a mirror. A dark mirror can connect yin and yang and distinguish bloodlines. The ancestors gave it a name called Wujian Mirror!

"Use yin and yang, distinguish bloodlines." Xia Yuzhou carefully thought about this sentence, and the more he thought about it, the more he was, the more he was. The ancestor said that the method of continuing bloodlines was already in his hands, and the one he held in his hand before going to bed wasn't this broken mirror. If he guessed correctly, this mirror could be used to identify whether a human could be transformed into a blood clan.

"Why haven't you discovered such an important message before?" Brother Zhou Shu asked his soul.

It was late when the mirror was discovered. I got this letter from Xia Yuzhou a few years ago. I studied hard day and night and found such a result. It was not as good as my sixteen-year-old son studying for half a month.

"This sentence is too deep. Besides, isn't I working hard?" Xia Yuzhou said with confidence, not ashamed of his bad mind but proud of his lack of mind.

Zhou Shu was speechless and took the note to take a look.

This sentence is indeed hidden very deeply. It is not that it is written in a remote manner, but that the ancestors wrote too messy on this page. The previous and later of this sentence are all unrelated things. For example:

What kind of tribute bass is more spiritual than what is sold outside. It means that it is delicious and it is very delicious after cooking;

What kind of overseas businessmen gave him a cactus? It was ugly and prickly, and it was very annoying. He gave this to a marquis as a gift and told him that it was an immortal flower and would not die without watering for several days. The marquis readily accepted it and gave him a string of pearls and wrote a poem. The ancestors thought the poem was nonsense but did not expose it in person...

It's all daily trivial matters. With the anxious temper of Xia Yuzhou who had to throw a fishing rod after three minutes of fishing, I guess I could skip it automatically after reading a few lines. Even if he was asked to study for ten years, the same result would be the same.

This "secret video" is hidden among the gifts given to him by all kinds of people. It is said that this mirror was also given by someone else, but the person given to him was the emperor. When translating, Chen Mo was puzzled for a long time why the emperor gave his ancestor a big blame, and even suspected that it was his ancestor who was implicitly mocking the emperor and letting him take the blame.

Xia Yuzhou held the mirror excitedly and began to study. This mirror is an ancient version of DNA sequencer. It can detect whether ordinary people have genes that can be converted into blood clans. It is definitely much easier to use than bone marrow matching. However, how should we use this?

"Recognize the master after dropping blood." Chen Mo gave a guess. This is what it is written in various fantasy novels. If you encounter any magic weapon, you can start a mode that others cannot use.

"This mirror has been passed down for hundreds of years. What do you think of? "Zhou Shu stopped Xia Yuzhou from trying to get bloody up. "I think it should be the bloody recognition of his relatives."

Chen Mo: "It makes sense."

Xia Yuzhou: "..." Is it wiser to recognize relatives if you drop blood than to recognize your master if you drop blood?

In order to verify who is more mentally retarded, the three of them dripped blood in different orders. The brass mirror was covered with blood, and it looked extremely unsightly and had no reaction. The mirror was still the useless mirror, and it didn't even have the function of an ordinary mirror. After lit the blood, it could not put its fingers in.

"There is no world in this mirror!" Xia Yuzhou pinched and poked his painful fingertips.

Chen Mo thought for a while: "Maybe this is what 'dark vision' means, which is different from ordinary mirrors and belongs to the dark world."

Zhou Shu shook his head: "Don't you think this fragment is particularly like the mission props in the game? You can get peerless treasures by collecting all the fragments."

Xia Yuzhou didn't want to pay attention to them, so he rushed them to school and work, and took a mirror back to wash and continue research. The business in the clinic is pretty good today. I don't know how the bald man showed off his white teeth to his friends when he went back, and several middle-aged men came one after another.

It was basically the same pattern. First came in and asked with a slutty look on his face: "I heard that it only costs 100 yuan for teeth cleaning here?"

The beautiful nurse "Ms. He" immediately enthusiastically invited the guests to sit on the treatment table and called Doctor Xia. The grinding wheel and the spray gun were put together, allowing the guests to get a brand new big white teeth from shock and fear to giving up resistance.

"One hundred yuan, thank you for patronizing!"

Cleaning teeth is very simple and requires no effort. Xia Yuzhou would take out the mirror to study during work. There is another record of the "Free Mirror" in the letter of the ancestor, which was not yet translated in the second half of the son.

[Dream without illness, carrying a floating life, remembering the young man and filling his hatred.]

At first glance, it seems that I had a good dream when I was not sick or painful. I was very ashamed to dream of the stupid things I did when I was young. But if it refers to the Wujian Mirror, it would be different. It should be that this Wujian Mirror is related to the dream, which made my ancestors dream about what I did in the second year of the middle school.

"Boss!" Nurse He shouted the third time before awakening Xia Yuzhou from his contemplation.

Xia Yuzhou didn't raise his head: "What's wrong?"

He Qing was so angry that he stamped his feet. Sisi on the other side said to her: "Brother Qing asked you, yesterday he protected the clinic's property in time, if there is any bonus."

Yesterday when the doctor and the police came to take Xia Yuzhou away, Sisi had already left work, leaving only He Qing. As the nurse in charge, he closed the machine and locked the door, and then took a taxi to save the boss.

Xia Yuzhou glanced at him: "No, if you lose something, you will be deducted your salary."

Sisi lowered her head and smiled dullly.

He Qing rushed over in disbelief to assassinate the boss of Wanye. Xia Yuzhou held him with one hand and pressed him on the sofa. He was shocked: "Let me go quickly. If someone else sees me, I will be pulled to the pond." The trembling tone was like a little widow who was teased by a bully.

Xia Yuzhou let go of him with his hands trembling, and closed the sliding door between the lounge and the reception hall.

Sisi, isolated: "???"

He Qing hugged his fake breasts: "Wow, why are you closing the door? The lord knows that it will trigger a war between the Hanshan clan and the Nanguo clan!"

Xia Yuzhou glanced at him: "Then you honestly answer me a question."

"What?"

"Is there a kind of mirror that does not have the world in the mirror?"

He Qing didn't expect that it was such a serious problem and sat upright with boredom: "Yes, is it a virtual mirror?"

In the concept of Western species, there is also such a mirror that cannot be entered even if blood is lit, which is called a virtual mirror. The virtual mirror is made of special materials and can record some memory fragments. Clans that have been passed down for a long time will have such a few virtual mirrors to record the great achievements of their ancestors.

"Can you still record it?" Xia Yuzhou pinched the broken mirror in his hand in horror. If the mirror could record people's dreams, wouldn't the messy dreams he had recently...

"Yes, but there is no dreammaker now, and no one knows how to burn virtual mirrors."

Oh, it turns out that special technicians needed to burn it, Xia Yuzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

He Qing noticed the brass mirror in his hand and took it over and looked at it: "Is this your virtual mirror? Why did it break like this?"

Xia Yuzhou: "Can you repair it?" Since the blood clan has always had this kind of thing, there should be a way to repair it.

He Qing shook his head, not sure whether this thing could be repaired, after all, their family was not a weapon. After passing on the big eyeballs of the contact lenses, he suggested that Xia Yuzhou go to ask Si Jun that the lord who is knowledgeable knows everything.

Si Jun...

When talking about Si Jun, he couldn't help but think of his ancestors, the branches and leaves, and the fried food... His mind was suddenly filled with various waste materials, and he lit up in the high temperature, making Xia Yuzhou's face red.

"Ding Dong!"

[The Lord of Yanjing releases a task: Please go to the handmade chocolate shop to make a piece of chocolate and deliver it to the Lord's apartment within 1 hour.]
Chapter completed!