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There is no deformed flesh and blood, no distorted body, and no hatred or hatred. There are only two people sitting in the office, and the furnishings are no different from other rooms. It can even be said to be simple. There are only two points worth noting.

First, there is a broken floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of the office.

Second, the two people in the office have exactly the same face, and they sit opposite each other across the desk, each of them has an angry face, and it seems that they may point at each other's nose and scold at any time.

"Old Yang?"

"Mayor?"

Wang Shifu and Yu Qian couldn't help but speak out.

The two Yang Weimin turned their heads at the same time, and when they saw a group of people at the door, their expressions became lonely.

"You are still here, are those outsiders brought you here?"

"We are here on our own." Wang Shifu said, "If I don't understand this matter, I won't be able to sleep for the rest of my life. If you still remember me as a friend, then explain everything honestly. I will accompany you if you need anything." Carry it together."

"I think so too."

"Old Wang is fine, but you can forget about Yu Qian. For the rest, everyone has come from afar, and I don't have anything to entertain, so please stand and listen for a while."

Yang Weimin, who was sitting on the right, stood up, his rickety back was extremely decadent under the reflection of the blood moon.

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Chapter 175 I'm not a man anymore!

Seeing this scene, Zhou Zhuo finally understood what happened to Yang Weimin.

If nothing else happened, the once young and promising mayor probably used a mysterious ritual to summon his own fear from the mirror just like him, and manifested this complex emotion into an existence exactly like himself.

Zhou Zhuo was afraid of the evil thoughts hidden in Xiao Jiu's soul, but Yang Weimin was afraid of himself?

"My story is very long, and there is time to finish it in the remaining time. Are you going to listen to me tell it slowly, or..."

"Let me chat with you."

Zhou Zhuo made his own decision, picked up the stool reserved for visitors and sat down.

Yang Weimin was a little surprised by this. He was probably the most unaware of all the people present, and he closed himself up from the beginning until Zhou Zhuo forced the door open in an unexpected way.

"Is there any tea? I ate too much just now, and my mouth is a little dry."

Zhou Zhuo really regarded himself as a guest, and he didn't care about the huge crowd standing behind him, talking to himself.

"Is there only black tea?" It was Yang Weimin on the left who spoke.

"Then I will trouble you." Zhou Zhuo nodded.

It is very strange to communicate with two people who are exactly the same, especially they are not only similar in appearance, but even their expressions and actions are very similar. Zhou Zhuo glanced back and forth, but he couldn't find the slightest difference.

Out of curiosity, he asked, "Which of you two is the real one?"

Yang Weimin on the left put a cup of brewed hot black tea in Zhou Zhuo's hand, then pointed to Yang Weimin on the opposite side and said, "He."

As a result, Yang Weimin on the right also gave the same answer: "He."

Not to mention Zhou Zhuo, the others were also stunned. The six-eared macaque competed with Sun Wukong for their identity by virtue of their super high similarity. As a result, the two brothers were modest, thinking that the other was the real one and themselves a fake. There is such a thing?

"What do you mean?" Zhou Zhuo asked everyone what they wanted.

Yang Weimin on the right said: "If we must distinguish clearly, then I am the main body and he is the projection."

He knew that this sentence could not answer other people's questions, so he added: "The projection may not necessarily be fake."

In this way, everyone is even more confused. Since it is a projection, it means that it is not the main body, and it is not the main body. Can it be true?

Suddenly he said, "I don't like fishing."

At this time Zhou Zhuo had a flash of inspiration, and finally understood the origin of the whole thing, and said in surprise: "That Mayor Yang who is acting outside is a projection from the mirror?!"

"Yes."

The main body, Yang Weimin, nodded, took a sip of the tea at the table, and looked at Yu Qian in the crowd, with a look of guilt on his face: "Sorry, I may not be at home for a year, and I only come back on special holidays." Look at Nana and you, other days are shadows at work."

Yu Qian opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound, and was completely stunned.

"Why?" Wang Shifu could still remain calm, he frowned, "I don't understand your behavior, is family something that can be given up casually?"

"Nana is not here, so let me put it bluntly. Yes, for me, the family can be given up, and the future of this town is the most important thing. I don't have good enough leadership skills, so I need A shadow takes my place, a mirror that grants my wish, but also opens a door of endless lust."

Now that the truth has finally come to light, everyone's feelings are completely different. Who would have thought that the person who has been with him for more than ten years is not a living person?

Surprised, recalling the Yang Weimin that Wang Shifu and Yu Qian talked about, and comparing what Yang Weimin did in reality, it is not difficult to find that there are indeed a lot of divisions, but it is completely impossible to figure out if you don’t think in this way.

The simplest example is that Yang Weimin described by Wang Shifu is an extremely intelligent person, has a flexible bottom line of principles, is good at flexibility, and will not be bound by the environment and ordinary moral concepts, so there is the origin of "fog town".

However, looking at the entire development history of the town, from the village to the tourist town, and from the popularity of the peak period to the desertedness of the present, it is clear that the same person has been leading the town from beginning to end. Like a person.

Jiang Lang's talent cannot be used here. Now that the society is developed and the village has already connected to the Internet, there are many templates worth learning from in the world. The problem is that since then, Yang Weimin has never tried to change the current decadent state and let it go.

It is said that he is working in the office all day long, diligent and conscientious, but if he really wants people familiar with him to tell him about his political achievements, what else is there besides using the fog of the town to create a scam and attract a wave of traffic, fishing?Make tea?Neither is right.

This is the root of the problem.

"Why do you do this?" Wang Shifu asked.

"Because human beings have limits." Yang Weimin said calmly.

Hearing these words with a strong sense of sight, Zhou Zhuo almost spit out a mouthful of water: "What?"

"Sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? It's like a child's babbling, but that's how it all started."

Yang Weimin looked at Wang Shifu,

"Thirty years ago, Wang Shifu and I finished college and returned to our hometown with glory. I became a member of the village committee under the recommendation of the villagers. At that time, I had great ambitions and my heart was higher than the sky. I want to lead an excellent and advanced town, but I only discovered how difficult it is when I really put myself into this business.”

"Those excellent cases have a lot of details that cannot be imitated. Toddlers in Handan will only make people laugh, and most importantly, the customs of each place are different. The villagers here may not be able to accept the same routine. You see now In fact, I have discussed with the village chief for a long time and selected it from dozens of proposals."

Wang Shifu was even more surprised: "The village head knows you lied to everyone?"

He always thought that the village chief was kept in the dark, but he didn't expect that the two of them would have united long ago.

"Otherwise?" Yang Weimin smiled wryly, "You don't really think those old guys are willing to listen to the command of a fresh-faced college student village official, do you? I'm just in charge of making suggestions, and the real right to speak comes after I become the secretary of the village committee. .”

As Yang Weimin said, a normal village has at least three to five hundred residents, and it is difficult for ordinary people to lead a class collectively, let alone so many different voices.

The road to reform at the beginning was very difficult. Yang Weimin searched for information and made plans almost every day and night. Everyone saw these efforts.

That's why there was no hindrance when the plan to abandon farming and vigorously transform the tourism industry was implemented, because the villagers knew that Yang Weimin was really thinking about the people of this village.

A person who works so hard and puts all his effort into putting the opportunity of common prosperity in front of you, even if he is dissatisfied in his heart, he will eventually look at it once or twice.

Of course, this process is not just about giving up the original farming operations and forcing a transformation. There are a lot of transitional measures in the middle. For this reason, Yang Weimin has been on business trips, traveled to many places, and met many people, including the newly established Luo Cheng of the Chase Gang.

The two did not simply know each other. That time Yang Weimin talked with someone late at night, and when he came back, he was robbed by a group of gangsters in a corner. His neck was cut. It was Luo Cheng who came forward to save him.

But here's a small detail worth remembering.

In Yang Weimin's mouth, Luo Cheng was born in an ordinary family, not rich, but definitely not poor. He liked watching movies since he was a child, and since he watched Young and Dangerous, he has been out of control. He dropped out of school to become a gangster.

And when Zhou Zhuo learned the information from Wansan, Luo Cheng had no father and no mother, escaped from an orphanage, and began to mess with the society early, not to the extent of committing all kinds of evil, but he has seen the dark side of society since he was a child, Wansan helped Luo Cheng when he was the most downcast, and the two became best friends by virtue of the kindness of a meal.

Think about it carefully, Luo Cheng and Wansan, no matter how you look at it, the latter is more like a child who came out of an orphanage, with an extremely simple name, cunning, ruthless, loyal, and affectionate, and will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, regardless of the cost .

Zhou Zhuo looked back at Wansan with a surprised expression. He thought that the story Wansan made up was completely the opposite, taking away people's love and killing his brother, occupying Luo Cheng's everything.

As a result, the old fox smiled slightly, and took off the ring on his ring finger to show Zhou Zhuo a look. There was a circle of obvious whitish marks on his finger, which was left after wearing it for many years.

"It's normal to feel that everything I say is deceiving people. I really like to pretend to be myself. The only thing I don't make up is this matter. It's true, but it's handled differently."

"Luo Cheng felt guilty and wanted to use money and this thing to atone for his sin. He was very sincere and even made a will in front of me, but I didn't choose to forgive him."

Wansan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Stealing my things and wanting to get out, there is no such a good thing. I believe Yan Jiulang, an old fox, knows this very well."

Mori Genkuro, whose body was as thin as a bone, also smiled in return, neither admitting nor denying it.

You two are really big brothers, not to mention second brothers.

Seeing that the two stopped talking, Yang Weimin, who was interrupted, continued to talk about his experience of getting acquainted with Luo Cheng.

It may sound strange, but combined with what Wang Shifu said about Yang Weimin's character, you will find that the two actually have a lot of amazing things in common. They are very smart and emotional, but they are extremely principled and will do anything to achieve their goals.

At that time, Yang Weimin happened to know from the phone that there was a problem of corpses disappearing in graves in his hometown. Under the close communication between the two, a mutually beneficial plan was born.

Of course Yang Weimin does not want to leave a stain on his political career, but the opportunity is in front of him, he has learned enough things, but his qualifications and money are not enough to control people's hearts, and a collective with disjointed voices cannot make progress.

And at that time, Luo Cheng was also facing a serious problem.

Everyone feels ashamed of being a dog, but to put it bluntly, not everyone has the opportunity to make money by being a dog. This is how the world is. A mouthful of porridge that you despise will be looted by a large number of beggars on the ground. The Datong Gang is also in this situation——

With a vulgar name, there are only a dozen people in total, no territory, no reputation, only a ruthless spirit, but what's the use of being ruthless?What the boss wants is the ability to do things.

If you fail to complete the sales task, Sen Luo Club will replace it with a dog that is more obedient and more useful. Anyway, they are only responsible for paying the money and making demands, and they don’t care about anything else. Anyone who comes can do this kind of thing. The difference, but the Datong Gang can't afford this kind of failure, and the young and Dangerous also have to eat.

Based on these considerations, the two parties reached a cooperation, and the plan went smoothly, but there were certain differences on the price of the mirror.

Yang Weimin hoped that the price could be kept as low as possible, so as not to cause the villagers to retaliate. Luo Cheng, as the intermediary who took the commission, had a layer of friends in it, so naturally he didn't mind, but the problem was that the boss refused.

"I'm a businessman. Of course, businessmen want to maximize their profits. Your ideas have nothing to do with me. If so much manpower and material resources are wasted and no money is made in the end, then what's the point of me doing this?"

"That's it, so I reached a small deal with Mr. Senluo Wanxiang, the chairman of the Senluo Chamber of Commerce. He can sell me the batch of mirrors that have been in the warehouse for a long time at a low price, but in exchange, I will replace them He handles a cursed mirror."

"A cursed mirror..."

Zhou Zhuo turned his head and looked at the mirror that was smashed with a punch: "Is this the one?"

"That's right." Yang Weimin nodded, "This mirror will curse the holder, deprive him of luck, and cause bad luck. Every owner will die in the end. Mr. Yan Jiulang was given a gift by his enemy, and later found that he couldn't throw it away. So I want to find a suitable replacement for the dead ghost."

"With the old guy's financial resources, isn't it hard to find a replacement for the dead ghost?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

"It's easy to find a substitute for a dead ghost, but it's hard to find a substitute for a dead ghost who can suppress this mirror. He asked the famous Japanese family of onmyojis how to deal with the mirror, that is to use the anger of living people to suppress it and keep filling the mirror. Only then can the mirror remain calm."

Zhou Zhuo finally understood why there are so many mirrors with retro modern craftsmanship. At that time, he was still wondering if it was necessary to make such exquisite mirrors just for a ceremony?It turned out that imitations were used to achieve the purpose of collecting anger.

So it seems that the daily mirror at home is their real goal?It's a good one.

"Of course, as a prerequisite for the transaction, I myself need to write blood on the back of the cursed mirror to transfer the curse on Yan Jiulang. Luo Cheng felt that he was in debt, and he didn't want the harm of this matter to continue to spread, so he made a move." Shatter the mirror, and share with me the curse of doom."

"It sounds like the story ends here. A cunning businessman used others to divert his own crisis, but why did the old fox make a special trip for this?"

"Because when Luo Cheng smashed the mirror, we discovered that the curse of the mirror is not just as simple as killing people. In essence, this mirror will materialize the shadow side of your heart, and most holders do not Realizing that the 'negative emotions' are actually another self, they choose to fight, so they die in the end."

"But I'm different. I chose to compromise. As a collective leader, the more you do it, the more you will find your own shortcomings. Human beings have limits, and that little cleverness is vulnerable to accidents."

"The huge plan has just started, and I feel extremely strenuous. Maybe I have a strong enough will, but the fundamental problem is my lack of ability."

"After a brief exchange with the shadow projected in the mirror, I think he is the most suitable mayor to lead Xiaoshangang Village forward, so I chose him to be Yang Weimin. Of course, there is another reason for this choice. "

Yang Weimin stood up from his seat and looked at the bloody moonlight outside the window.

"This mirror can absorb all the reflected negative emotions to form a corresponding thought body. Some of these wills are very aggressive. In order to protect the villagers, there must be a sane person sitting here and controlling this small world. run, like this."

Yang Weimin picked up a small town map on the table, and wiped it casually, and the thick fog outside the building faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This kind of manipulation was a heavy burden for him. Yang Weimin covered his mouth and coughed forcefully. When he took his hand away, his palm was full of viscous blood. Half of his black hair turned white. The wrinkles on his face became more and more profound, and he seemed to be 20 years older in an instant.

"Did the lost mist go to the other world?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

"Yes." Yang Weimin nodded. "The accident happened five years ago. Shadow has done a good job. The town has indeed seen prosperity, but due to the decline in tourism, there have been signs of desertion for a while."

"At that time, many townspeople were used to a busy and fulfilling life. Many people could not accept the temporary trough and chose to leave one after another. This made many subsequent plans unable to be implemented smoothly. Because of this incident, the cursed mirror Unable to collect enough popularity, a mutation occurred."

"The restless thought body wants to break through reality, and the two worlds begin to overlap. I can control this small place because it was created with my blood, but I can't control everyone's hearts, and most of the villagers here are I hate it."

Yang Weimin smiled helplessly: "For young people, I brought them a lot of job opportunities and wealth, but in the eyes of the older generation, I destroyed the most simple hope of this land and forcibly broke their peaceful life." .”

"Their resentment is very strong, so strong that I have to figure out a way to restrain these out-of-control thoughts."

"Is this method a dense fog?"

"Yes, people have a natural fear of dense fog. As long as you make use of this a little bit, you can completely separate the living person from the thought body. The runaway thought body will only hurt the living person, and will not destroy the object, so for the time being No one has found this problem yet."

"But in fact, I know very well in my heart that a lie needs to be covered up with a lot of lies so that it will not be exposed. As the residents of the old street gradually disappeared, a large number of thought bodies with nowhere to go began to go crazy and began to attack living people indiscriminately. "

"The overlap between the two worlds is getting higher and higher, and my body is getting worse. I know this time I have to solve the problem. If I don't find a suitable alternative before I die, the curse of the mirror will follow those imitations. Infinite spread, ahem."

Coughing up blood while talking, Yang Weimin's physical condition is indeed declining, which everyone can see.

"So what's your method? Find another dead ghost?" Zhou Zhuo asked, "It's hard to find such a person now, isn't it?"