Lu Ming

Chapter 5 High Technology
The golden snake was still turning in the black mirror, but it was obviously different from before the crossing, the head and tail could not be connected, and it was at least one third shorter.

After Cao Chuan saw it clearly, he still wiped the mirror with his right thumb, but there was no response. Now he had some ideas: If he guessed correctly, wait until the gold thread is connected to the head and tail, and he probably, Maybe it's possible to go back?

Thinking of this, someone suddenly became excited. If this product can really make him come and go, wouldn't it be posted? .
Innumerable phantom images of heart demons appeared in front of Cao Daoren. One moment ago, he was still laughing with Wall Street tycoons and talking about the world, and the next moment he was talking about heroes with Middle East oil giants. The situation is changing, and there seems to be a sign of going crazy.

After a long time, after wiping off the saliva, his train of thought returned to normal, and he felt like he had forgotten something: yes, there is still a mirror!Thinking of this, Cao Chuan quickly opened his palm, put the white mirror surface of the ring under the oil lamp, and looked at it carefully.

In the mirror of the white ring, there was also a thin gold thread swimming. Cao Chuan couldn't wait to wipe it off with his right thumb, but there was no response. Isn't this unscientific?He rubbed the five fingers of his right hand in turn, but there was still no response.

"There should be some movement to make sense?" he muttered, and inadvertently touched the mirror with the thumb of his left hand.

With a swipe, a short, faint white light flashed from the mirror, "Ha?! It's still high-tech, fingerprint authentication?" Study what function this mirror has, and the answer has emerged.

All the furniture, bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, bookshelves and account books that were illuminated by this faint white light disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, half the room was empty.
He bit his right fist fiercely. Although he had suffered too many incredible things today, the bamboo house in front of him still stimulated his tired nerves again.

Slowly pressing his left thumb on the mirror again, at this moment, he clearly "sees" the furniture floating in a gray space. The cabin is about the same, a cube with a side length of less than three meters.

"Whose baby are you?" No longer dared to curse this "look-alike" that he picked up, Cao Chuan removed his thumb from the mirror, and then touched it again, a faint white light appeared again, and in the blink of an eye , the furniture is piled back to the ground in a messy way.

Someone's face was expressionless, and his mouth began to keep saying: "This is going to be sent."

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the moon in the Ming Dynasty is undoubtedly much clearer than it was a few hundred years later, as the bright Milky Way in the distance can prove.In a certain bamboo house in Pingfeng Village, three bandit leaders who have been baptized by the new concept planes are holding a meeting in a whisper with excited faces, while in another bamboo house, from time to time, a depressing strange sound can be heard. I can't tell whether to laugh or cry
Early the next morning, Zhao Si was sent to Cao Chuan's house by the master of Zhou to listen to him. Zhao Si just turned eighteen this year.

Yesterday, when I saw someone extravagantly covering the stage, Zhao Si also followed everyone in a frenzy for a long time. Unexpectedly, he was sent to listen to him when he woke up early. "This is because I have an immortal fate in my family." Zhao Si squatted in front of Cao Chuan's gate to play. Picking stones, thinking while playing.

Until three poles in the sun, Lu's account room had come twice before Zhao Si heard a creak, the door of the bamboo house opened, and Cao Chuan paced out.

Zhao Si jumped over in two steps, bowed and said, "The youngest is Zhao Si, and the uncle ordered the young to come and sweep."

Cao Chuan looked at the young man and remembered that this was the one who shouted for the first time yesterday, pointing back and forth at him.

Cao Chuan smiled and said, "Then there is little brother Lao."

Zhao Si's face was full of excitement: "It's a small thing, it's right." His feet have jumped into the room.

Cao Chuan looked in place and took a few breaths of fresh air. It didn't take long before he saw Lu Kengfang approaching, and he greeted him with a fist from afar.

Someone was too excited last night and only fell asleep before dawn. His eyes were bloodshot. He was afraid that the old man would ask questions. ."

Lu Accountfang didn't expect that Cao Chuan's eyes were bloodshot and his face was haggard. He was dumbfounded when he heard the reason. He couldn't give any advice to ordinary people. He could only comfort Cao Chuan a few words at this meeting, so he led him to find the village owner.

The two walked slowly up a mountain spring at the back of the house, and not long after they walked, they saw a large bluestone platform protruding from the edge of the mountain, as smooth as a mirror, and the master of Zhou was already sitting and waiting.

Tables and chairs have been set up here, two plates of bacon, one plate of bamboo shoots, one plate of wild mushrooms, and a small mud stove with rice porridge rolling on it.

After the three of them were seated, Zhou Tong introduced that this place is usually a place where a few bosses come to sit, with a flowing spring next to it, and a sea of ​​fog in the distance. It was decided on a bluestone platform.

Cao Chuan is naturally a guest, but his mentality is very different from yesterday. After all, whoever has a private space, even in this Ming Dynasty, pretending to be an immortal can still live well.With such a state of mind, chatting with a few while eating is naturally much more relaxed.

This Zhou Tong is considered to be a descendant of the village. He grew up in the back mountain when he was a child.The official name of Lv accountant is Lv Wenwen. He looks old, but in fact he is not yet 40 years old. His family is in the countryside of Fuzhou. His family was poor and he went to a Taoist temple to work as a Taoist boy for several years.

In the Taoist temple, Lai was 20 years old, and was kicked out by the temple master to set up his own family, so he followed a wandering Taoist priest and started wandering around the world.The master and the apprentice have been wandering around in several southern provinces, and Lu Wenwen has learned a set of fortune-telling skills for healing.

A few years ago, the master and the apprentice traveled to Tianmu Mountain. The master’s lifespan was exhausted. Lu Wendao finished preparing the funeral. It happened that the old village owner was ill and was invited to go up the mountain. , and stayed in this village temporarily.

After a long time, I found that this village is also beautiful, and after traveling in the arena for many years, I really wanted to settle down, so I officially took the post of accountant.

While talking, Chen Erye also came to eat, and when he saw Cao Chuan, he shouted that he wanted to drink, and was scolded by Zhou Tong for two sentences before he stopped.Cao Chuan asked with a smile how Chen Er's family joined the team. Chen Huoding didn't want to say it for a long time, but when Lv Accountant said it, Cao Chuan laughed outright.

(End of this chapter)