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Long Yu became interested, and couldn't help but said: "How special are the patterns? Can you show me?" She slept very well last night, and she didn't know the part Mr. Xiao said that the mirror had been lost long ago. So I would like to have a look.

Long Yu did not have the heart to steal by chance. She was a good child who grew up in a peaceful age. No matter how good things belong to others, they belong to others.But I am very curious about these mysterious and legendary things.I want to take a look and play with it. .

Old Mr. Xiao sighed and spread his hands: "I have lost it for many years."

"Ah." Long Yu was stunned: "Why did you lose it?"

Mr. Xiao took a sip of his wine and said helplessly: "That was more than twenty years ago. That's when the legend of the mirror came from somewhere. At that time, I didn't know much about it. But I have an apprentice, he heard from nowhere that the thing is valuable, so he stole the mirror and slipped away, but he was in danger on the mountain, that is, on this mountain, when I found him, his body was eaten by wild animals It’s out of shape, and the mirror has disappeared. Speaking of the hot spring lake, it was only discovered by me when I bumped into it by mistake.”

"That's a pity." Long Yu didn't question the credibility of Mr. Xiao's words, but said with some regret: "I still want to see what a strange mirror it is."

Wanyan Changfeng said: "The old man said that the pattern is strange, what's so strange about it?"

Mr. Xiao raised his head and thought for a while, then stood up: "Wait a minute."

With that said, Mr. Xiao ran into the cave.Unknowingly, they rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a while, took out a stack of papers and handed them to Wanyan Changfeng: "Although the mirror can no longer be found, I drew that pattern, and I watched it every day for a while. I can draw with my eyes."

Wanyan Changfeng unfolded the paper and spread it on the ground, and everyone gathered around to look at it. They saw a circular pattern traced on the paper with a pen. Judging from the size, it should have been directly copied from the mirror, or traced one-to-one. .An old craftsman like Mr. Xiao.Although it is said to be a mirror, the craftsmanship around it is not bad, and the skillful painting is as good as a talent.Carver and so on are also master-level skilled hands.

Mr. Xiao said it was the pattern on the mirror, but everyone looked at it and felt that it was really not like it.Although there are all kinds of patterns, there is always a pattern and texture. Flowers, birds, fish and insects, auspicious clouds and auspicious animals, and totem worship always have a pattern.What's more, it's a mirror.is a circle, then the pattern on it should also surround this circle.Instead of looking so messy and intricate, there are no rules to follow. "

Old Mr. Xiao said: "I have seen this pattern countless times and checked countless materials. I dare not say that I have seen all the patterns and patterns that can be seen in the world, but basically the countries and ethnic groups that can be found out are even those that are very biased. I have searched all over the minority tribes, weird totems and so on. But there is no pattern that is even a little bit similar to this one. Hey, I wish I had asked a few more questions back then. I wouldn’t have thought about it for decades I don't even want to understand."

Long Yu tilted his head to look at the lines where the flowers are neither flowers nor mist, and felt that it was very unorthodox and very brutal. After subconsciously looking at Yan Changfeng, he frowned slightly, and he was also at a loss. Looking at it, he readily gave up thinking.Even Wanyan Changfeng has never seen something, so why would she need to waste brain cells needlessly?

When everyone was racking their brains, Jiufang Xia nodded his chin, and suddenly said thoughtfully: "I seem to have seen this pattern before."

Sure enough, the three cobblers are worthy of Zhuge Liang?Hearing that someone had seen this kind of pattern before, everyone swished and turned to look at Jiufangxia, especially Mr. Xiao, who had searched for so many years without any results. His eyes were about to shine, and he didn't even bother stuffing a piece of barbecue into his mouth.

Jiufang Xia tapped his chin with his slender fingers, once, again, again, and said to himself, "Where did I see it..."

Everyone was silent and let Jiufangxia think quietly. After a long time, Jiufangxia sighed helplessly: "I can't remember it. It just feels familiar. I seem to have seen it recently, but I definitely don't know this pattern."

"Have you seen it recently?" Wanyan Changfeng asked interestedly, "How close is it, after the Qilin Gate or before?"

If it was after arriving at the Qilin Gate, wouldn't that mean that Jiufang Xia might have seen the Nether Mirror by accident?Although it is still difficult to solve the mystery of the dark mirror, it will always be good to find something.

Jiufangxia started a new round of contemplation, and everyone still waited for him in silence, full of hope. Wanyan Changfeng felt a little regretful, why did Jiufangxia see it? If he saw it, no matter what I saw it somewhere, so I can definitely remember it.And maybe you could see something unusual at that time.

Hey, how else should I put it, talent is a mistake, and it is really troublesome to work with people who are not smart enough.

In fact, Wanyan Changfeng's requirements are really too high. Although Jiu Fangxia is not considered to be a talented person, he was also a famous talent back then. Gao Qiang... But after all, there are not many people in this world who have reached the height of Wanyan Changfeng. There are a few people in this world who can remember everything that catches the eye at any time, and can engrave it in their minds with just a glance. After ten or eight years, can you still search for keywords with the association function?Those who can only memorize it after reading it a second time, in his eyes, are not so good at brains, no talent, no talent.

Jiufangxia thought for a quarter of an hour under the expectant eyes of everyone, and finally said very apologetically: "I really can't remember... Maybe I remembered wrongly, the impression is very vague, it seems that I saw it in a daze. Yes, but not sure."

Although everyone felt itchy and scratching their ears and cheeks, Jiu Fangxia couldn't remember it, and he couldn't remember it even after being tortured. He could only hope that a light flashed in his mind that day, and maybe he remembered it.

Just as Long Yu was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and raised his head suspiciously, only to see that the mouse was jumping up and down excitedly, and something white fell down from the sky, fluttering.

"Yo, it's snowing." Mr. Xiao said, "It snowed early this year."

This year, the snow not only fell early, but also fell heavily. At the beginning, I didn’t feel it. Everyone thought that it was not like rain, so we could ignore it, but after a while, the snow was falling densely like goose feathers. When it came down, there were many people, and it was overwhelming.

Everyone had to retreat, holding pots and pans and returning to the cave where Mr. Xiao was hiding. Only the mouse was excitedly jumping outside with its head up, unable to yell back.Standing at the entrance of the cave, Long Yu watched the mouse having fun, and turned around to ask Yan Changfeng: "Master, the mouse has never seen snow, or it snows all the year round in his hometown. I don't usually see him so excited."

General Lao said that the mouse is a relatively deep little animal, and ordinary things don't make him so excited, and rolling around on the floor is even more uncommon.

Wanyan Changfeng looked at the thin layer of snow that had almost covered the place: "Well, the mouse's hometown is actually in the snow mountain, and the fox mouse is a kind of snow mountain beast..."

"This is indeed a vulpe." Old Mr. Xiao leaned over: "I thought I was wrong, but the vox has white hair. Why is this little guy as gray as a big weasel?"

Wanyan Changfeng smiled: "Because I have lived outside since I was a child, so the fur has become this color. If it stays in the snow for a few days, or even just overnight, the fur will probably go back to white. .”

"It can also change color, is it amazing?" Long Yu sighed, and shouted to the mouse: "Mouse, you can sleep outside tonight and see if you can sleep white hair, white hair must be better than yellow hair."

Now it's not yellow, it's gray and it looks like a big mouse.If it is white, this pointed chin, small mouth and small face must be a little white fox with a logo, and it is pretty.It's like a female college student has changed.

The mouse has no intention of coming back at all. Although he has lived in the grassland for a long time, he is still a resident of the snow mountain in his bones, and has a primitive and instinctive preference for snow.After jumping around for a while, he found a place at the entrance of the cave that was not sheltered from the wind and rain, and lay on the ground with his limbs sprawled, letting the snowflakes pile up on his body, and buried himself.That expression is called a cozy, almost comfortable eyes narrowed.

As the snow fell harder and harder, Mr. Xiao suddenly said, "You guys, plan to stay here for the winter?"

Everyone was stunned, Mr. Xiao said: "The snow in this mountain is endless. I don't know how you found this place, but the road is not easy, and you have seen it. When the sky is dry and things are dry Fortunately, if it snows for a few days, the mountain will be almost covered by heavy snow, but it will be troublesome, and it will be very difficult to get in and out."

Wanyan Changfeng nodded. Everyone didn't plan to stay here for too long, but they didn't take the heavy snow to seal the mountain. After all, they were all experts here except Long Yu, so even if the road was blocked by heavy snow, they wouldn't be unimpressed. The way to go down the mountain is just a little more troublesome, just be careful.

Everyone looked at Wanyan Changfeng together, he seemed to be the commander in chief of this operation, it was up to him whether to stay or go.

Wanyan Changfeng touched his chin with his hand, and said, "I want to find Ming Jing."

"I've been looking for it for so many years, but I haven't found it." Mr. Xiao was a little discouraged: "I don't even have a scope where I lost it. Where can I find it."

Wanyan Changfeng smiled, and looked at Jiufangxia maliciously: "Jiufang, I can help you recall." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets , your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to read.)