Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 16 Dressing Table (3)
For example, Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly is complicated and confusing. Is it Zhuangzi who dreams of being a butterfly, or the butterfly dreaming of being Zhuangzi?How do you know that your present life is not your dream in another world?
And Zhan Zhao, if he can put aside all the morals and responsibilities imposed on him, he can still have the life he yearns for, right?Entering the Gongmen as a Southern Xia, too many people ridiculed him for being lured by fame and fortune to become a lackey of the imperial court. Although he did not argue, but perhaps, what he yearned for in his heart was to be happy in the world with a sword and a world of anger.

While he was in a daze, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching here.Duanmucui froze for a moment, flexed and stretched three fingers, pinched a secret formula, and gradually disappeared.

Mengdie pushed open the door with a bang and entered the room, picked up the fire folder on the case, and lit the candlestick on the table.

Zhan Zhao lifted up his robe, stepped in, and looked around.Mengdie said coldly: "Don't look at it, Duanmucui is not here."

In fact, Duanmucui was right behind her. Hearing Mengdie's words, she became narrow-minded, and was about to think of a way to play tricks on her, when she suddenly raised her eyes and saw Zhan Zhao, and stood there stunned.

He closed his eyes for a while, murmured "phantom, phantasm", opened his eyes again, saw Zhan Zhao's bright eyebrows and starry eyes, clearly the old appearance, and suddenly understood that Zhan Zhao had returned from a dream, he was surprised and happy, knowing that Zhan Zhao Can't see or hear himself, still excited, rushed to Zhan Zhao's side in a few steps, and asked repeatedly: "Zhan Zhao Zhan Zhao, how did you come back?"

I heard Mengdie say: "Zhan Zhao, just wait for me, I will not let you down."

Then he picked up the lamp and candle, lifted the veil, and went to the inner room.

Duanmucui was curious, and didn't care about Zhan Zhao's presence. She was about to follow in, but suddenly she turned around and walked to Zhan Zhao's side. She tiptoed and blew into Zhan Zhao's neck. Zhao's face changed in horror, and he was so proud that he went away with a giggle.

Entering the inner room, I saw Mengdie sitting in front of the dressing table, applying powder and tracing her eyebrows in front of the Linghua bronze mirror, but her hands trembled violently, and she drew her eyebrows away several times, and then wiped them off heavily with a silk handkerchief. .He murmured: "It's you who said that you can hold a man's heart by virtue of your beauty, but he doesn't see me in his heart. Am I not beautiful enough?"

While talking, he rubbed face powder heavily on his face, his hands were so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to rub off all the skin.Duanmucui was horrified, and thought, this woman is really mad.

Sudden suspicion: She kept saying "you said it", but who is this "you"?

While thinking, Mengdie stopped, leaned close to the bronze mirror to look around, and murmured: "Yes, my eyes are not clear enough, I have to change a pair." The beads were pulled out.

Poor Duanmucui was so close, she felt nauseated when she saw this scene.Mengdie stretched out her hand and pulled open a small cabinet, took out two eyeballs from it, stuffed them in the fundus of the eyes again, rolled the eyeballs in a blink of an eye, wiped the blood from the eyes with a silk handkerchief, and said with a smile: "That's it much better."

Talking and laughing at Yanyan, it seems that there is nothing wrong with him.

Until now, Duanmucui didn't realize that it was the dressing table that was different.

It's just that this dressing table doesn't have any ghostly aura, and stands on the ground in a dull manner. Is it really stupid, or is it wise and stupid?
In a daze, Mengdie finished dressing up and hurried out, almost tripping over the veil: "Zhan Zhao, do you still like my new makeup?"

How could Zhan Zhao not notice the change in Mengdie's face, but only feel the coldness creeping up his back, he tried to calm himself down for a while, shook his head and said, "Miss Mengdie, why are you so obsessed?"

As soon as the words came out, Mengdie's face full of hope collapsed in an instant, her rouge-painted lips turned gray and white, and she said in a trembling voice, "You still don't like it, and I still can't win your favor... It's because you said Beauty can keep a man's heart, so why not?" After speaking, he hoarsely laughed, looked up to the sky and laughed, tears kept falling from his eyes, and murmured: "So you have been lying to me all this time... What beauty is all a lie Human things..." After speaking, he limply collapsed to the ground, his face full of disillusionment and desolation.

At the same time, a small crack suddenly burst out on the rhombic mirror surface of the dressing table, no longer than a finger long, just burst out, and then healed.

Duanmucui suddenly smelled a strange aura from the tip of her nose, and saw that the crack on the mirror surface was about to disappear, she didn't hesitate to think about it, and said in a low voice: "Go."

Wisps of crimson true fire of samadhi entangled in the palm, and the cracks were blocked. After holding on for a moment, they lost to the power of real fire of samadhi, and the cracks scattered around, spreading like spider silk.

Duanmucui only felt the demonic aura in his nose, and he was overjoyed in his heart, he urged to recite the formula, the real fire of samadhi was like a thread at first, then it was like a trickle, and then it hit the mirror like a fire snake coming out of a hole.The mirror surface was gradually concave, and when it was peeled off, the mirror surface fell down in an uproar.The fiery snake found out where it came from, and it went deeper into the dressing table. In a short while, there was a muffled thunderous roar in the belly of the dressing table, and then it shook around, as if it was about to burst.

Duanmucui smiled triumphantly, put away the real fire of samadhi, and said in her heart: "See if I won't blow you to pieces."

Turning his head and taking two steps, he suddenly heard a thunderous explosion behind him, and he couldn't help screaming inwardly: "I overestimated this monster, and made so many predictions. Seeing that it can't hold on anymore, it's no big deal if it blows up to death. It's just that Zhan Zhao is still outside, so don't drag him down.With such a sudden change in her mind, she hurriedly took off the skirt and robe on her body, when she heard a loud bang, the air wave rolled over, and Duanmucui was overturned by the air wave, and just fell to Zhan Zhao's side, looked at where Zhan Zhao was, and opened the robe .The skirt covered several people under their bodies, covering them tightly.

Zhan Zhao saw Mengdie crying miserably, and was about to comfort her, but suddenly heard a loud noise in the room, and then found a woman.As soon as the woman landed on the ground, she stretched out her outer robe, strange to say, the outer robe swelled like a golden bell cover.Zhan Zhao knew it was Duanmucui, he felt relieved, and said, "You are indeed here."

Hearing the sound of rumbling and explosions, and the surrounding area was scorching hot, Duanmucui went to see Mengdie first, and when he saw Mengdie's face, he sighed and said, "I really did not guess wrong."

Zhan Zhao lowered his head when he heard the words, the woman who was slumped on the ground was still in the previous attire, but her brows were bland and her face was sparse and ordinary, no longer the beautiful and beautiful appearance before.

Zhan Zhao's heart trembled, he looked at Duanmucui and said, "She...is she also a ghost?"

Duanmucui shook her head and said: "What kind of ghost is she, she's just a poor person attached to ghosts." After thinking about it, she felt afraid, but thanks to Mengdie, otherwise, she might not be able to find the trace of the ghost.

Zhan Zhao asked her, "Is that spirit really scary?"

Duanmucui laughed: "Where did I see its real body, I quickly fed it with the real fire of Samadhi to ascend to heaven. Thanks to my quick eyesight and quick hands, I don't know how to deal with it when the crack closes."

Mengdie was silent for a while, but when she heard this, her whole body trembled, and she said tremblingly, "You...you ruined that dressing table?"

Duanmu Cui said: "Why, you are still reluctant? This dressing table absorbs your beauty and longevity every day, and one day it will cause you to run out of oil, lamps and marrow."

Mengdie said anxiously: "What are you talking about, it made me beautiful like a flower..."

"Beautiful as a flower?" Duan Mucui sneered again and again, "How many women in this world, for the sake of beauty and beauty, spend all day in front of the dressing table and feel uneasy when they are away for half a moment, but no one has ever thought that you When facing it day by day, it has silently absorbed your youthful appearance, taken away your youthful beauty, embellished lines on your forehead, and returned you a pile of lead powder, vermilion and rouge Mei Dai, you still cherish it like a treasure, it's really funny."

Mengdie hissed: "You are talking nonsense, I am ordinary in appearance, and my appearance is aging due to age, what has it to do with the dressing table?"

Duanmucui suddenly approached Mengdie's ear, and said coldly: "Really? You find yourself getting uglier and older. When was it not in front of the dressing table? You were at a loss and even desperate, but you didn't know where to go. At that moment, it is looking at you in the mirror and smiling..."

What she said made Mengdie's heart feel cold, and she suddenly thought: Yes, I found that I was no longer as beautiful as before. Is there a time when I didn't notice it in front of the dressing table?
Duanmucui said again: "You think it gives you a flowery beauty, hmph, in my opinion, it just gave you a vermilion mask. You feel that your eyes are not clear enough, so it changed it for you. Eyeballs; if you think your face is not pretty enough, it can give you another face. After all, what it gives you is fake, but what it wants is true. It wants your real blood Jiaoyan, and you went to snatch the soul of a man in the yang world in order to replenish your blood. You are laughing at yourself, thinking how fair and cost-effective this deal is."

The more Mengdie heard it, the more her heart became ashamed. Duanmu Cui was angry at her for causing Zhan Zhao to fall into a dream, and she refused to let her go: "The most ridiculous thing is that a woman like you can do whatever she wants on her own beauty, but one day she meets a man and is not deceived. You will only suspect that you are not beautiful enough, and only look for a way out of your appearance. Scary, if you think this way, those ordinary-looking people don’t want to live, it’s the first time I’ve seen you like this..."

Seeing Mengdie's fatigued appearance as if being bitten by lightning, Zhan Zhao felt compassion, stretched out his hand to pull Duanmucui, and signaled her to stop talking.Duanmucui glared at Zhan Zhao, but kept silent despite her reluctance.

Mengdie was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I am a girl from an ordinary family. After I made a promise to my husband's family, I only hope that my husband will sing and my wife will raise my eyebrows. Who knows that since my husband got a beautiful concubine..."

Zhan Zhao sighed, already guessing what would happen next.

"At the beginning, I was just neglected, but later I listened to the concubine's slander, and wanted to divorce me... Which of the seven rules did I commit, and I will be insulted...

"That day when I looked at myself in the mirror and looked at myself, the dressing table actually spoke. Words can give me a peerless appearance, and make men in the world crawl at my feet..."

Afterwards, the sound was like a gnat and could no longer be heard.

Duanmucui sighed, and said to Zhanzhao: "It's not for nothing that she is so stubborn... If she can't stand you not being attracted to her, she won't drag you here to remake your makeup. If it wasn't for her last Desperate and resentful, the dressing table will not feel a crack and give me an opportunity..."

Zhan Zhao asked doubtfully, "Then how could the dressing table have a feeling for Mengdie?"

"It absorbed the blood energy of Mengdie. If Mengdie felt great sorrow and grief, it would inevitably be affected... But I believe it must have absorbed the blood energy of too many women. Although it felt a crack and burst out, it healed very quickly. If I move slowly, I will subdue it."

Zhan Zhao wondered, "Since it's a spirit, why is it so hard to subdue it?"

Duanmucui sighed: "It's different, it doesn't have any demonic aura on it...maybe...maybe these women are all voluntary, and they have no regrets until they die. Get mad..."

While sighing, Mengdie suddenly raised her head and looked at Duanmucui: "Miss Duanmu, how long can I live?"

Duanmucui didn't hide it from her, and said frankly: "In just a short while, your blood energy was sucked too much, and the dressing table was destroyed..."

Mengdie nodded, looked at Zhan Zhao again and said, "Zhan Zhao, I want to ask you, how did you see through me in that dream?"

Zhan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Duanmucui with a look of hesitation.

Duanmucui knew that this was because she didn't want to be there, and she was angry, because she thought, in the dream, Mengdie wanted Zhan Zhao to say "like" to her, and she didn't know what kind of seductive means to use, scaring, naturally It is inconvenient to tell me.On the mouth, he said: "What's rare, tell me to listen to me, and I don't want to listen."

Thinking that the outside world should calm down, he glared at Zhan Zhao bitterly, lifted off his robe and went out, finally feeling unwilling, and stepped on Zhan Zhao's foot before leaving.

Zhan Zhao didn't expect Duanmucui to do such a trick, his feet hurt, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Mengdie saw it in her eyes, with an envious look on her face, and said softly: "From this point of view, you two are very good. It's just that in that dream, you never said you like the word."

Zhan Zhao didn't answer, and said after a long time: "You just asked me how I saw you through... You once said in your dream that you would stay with me for the rest of your life, but you didn't know, Duanmu, she will leave at some point, she There is no such a long time in a lifetime."

Mengdie smiled and said: "You are really stupid, don't you know that in the dream, all yearnings will come true? How enjoyable it is for you to walk the world with swords in the dream, as long as you want, you can live such a life , and Duanmucui will never leave."

Zhan Zhao was silent for a long time before he smiled faintly: "The Zhan Zhao who abandoned Lord Bao, morality, and responsibility is not the Zhan Zhao I know, and Duanmucui who is willing to follow such a Zhan Zhao is not the Duanmucui I know either. "

Duanmu Cui hated to get out of her robes and skirts, only to feel that the sun was dazzling, it was already noon, and there was still a smell of sulfur and nitric acid spreading from the nose, and there were some stupid men sitting or lying around, presumably they had been lured into Tianxiang Tower man of.The life is picked up, but the spirit is gone, and I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow.

While she was in a daze, she suddenly heard someone calling her beamingly: "Sister Duanmu."

It was not just one person who heard the voice, but when he looked up, it was indeed Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and the others, who were approaching happily.Before Duanmucui could speak, several people had already spoken one sentence at a time.

"Sister Duanmu, can you see Brother Zhan?"

"Brother Zhan disappeared for no reason. I'm really anxious, my lord and Mr. Gongsun."

"Just now, I heard the thundering sound, and then the people rushed to say that something happened in Dongsi Road, and the adults sent us to come and look. It's scary to find so many people who have been missing for a long time..."

"It's just that they are all dumbfounded, so strange..."

"Sister Duanmu, how did you come here? Could it be that you are hunting down demons? No wonder there is such a battle. I know that as long as Sister Duanmu makes a move, Duanmu will be extraordinary."

Several people were chattering, Duanmucui didn't even have a chance to intervene.It was still Zhang Long with sharp eyes, who suddenly saw the robe and skirt stretched in the distance: "Sister Duanmu, what is that thing that looks like a grave?"

Duanmucui rolled her eyes: "Whatever it is, your big brother Zhan staged a Chinese ghost story and parting scene there, and even I was kicked out, you'd better not make fun of it."

"A Chinese Ghost Story?" Several people looked at each other and clicked their tongues.

Just at this moment, a still childish boy in Tsing Yi brought over a stupid and hunched scholar over, tugged at the hem of Chao Chao's clothes, and said eagerly, "Brother Chao Chao..."

When Wang Chao looked down, he grinned happily: "I found your young master, so don't worry now..."

"Young Master, I have found it," the boy felt a little shy, "It would be even better if I could find the donkey..."

(End of this chapter)