Chapter 440

The little girl seems to have been manipulated by the woman in the mirror, and even grinned at us.

Pockmarked Li quickly rolled up his sleeve: "grandma, take care of the little girl first..."

I shook my head: "the mirror is the key. Even if I subdue the little girl, I can't make sure the mirror is useless. If it runs when we subdue the little girl, it's too bad. "

"What should I do?" asked Pockmarked Li anxiously

I thought about it, and suddenly I got a brainstorm: "by the way, do you still have that little mirror of make-up on you?"

"Of course." "The man who pays so much attention to his appearance as I do, needs to tidy up his hairstyle anytime and anywhere," replied Pockmarked Li without thinking

He said as he pulled out the little mirror.

I told Pockmarked Li and Zhao Wuyang, "you two work together to control the little girl. I'll deal with the mirror."

Li Mazi and Zhao Wuyang rushed to the little girl.

The little girl quickly raised the mirror grid, and I took advantage of this gap to look at Pockmarked Li's mirror at the copper mirror.

In this way, the picture in the bronze mirror reflected back in a flash. Seeing himself in the mirror, Xia Yingchun screamed in surprise, "who is this Who is this? This is not me! This is not me! "

As soon as the bronze mirror is dark, summer and spring are scared away by themselves.

When Zhao Wuyang and Li Mazi returned to the salt free village with bronze mirrors on their backs, it was already light. After a night's tossing, everyone was too tired.

But I know that bronze mirror is always a problem if it is not solved as soon as possible.

I said to the village head, "set up the altar and let the villagers make four wooden people and four clay figures. The uglier the better."

The village head hurried down.

I secretly pulled him aside again and whispered a few words in the village head's ear.

The village head began to refuse, and then I forced him to hurry. Finally, he nodded grudgingly.

The place of the altar was placed in the yard of Uncle Wang's family.

By noon, the sun is shining to the extreme! I put the bronze mirror covered with red cloth on the altar.

In addition to the chicken, duck, fish and other offerings, there are also four wooden people and four clay figures on the altar. Each of them is so ugly that even I have no appetite.

I decided to spend more time in summer and spring, but the ceremony was not in my charge, but in the village head's family's Xiaomei.

When Xiaomei appeared in Wang Shujia's yard, the people in the village who came to see the bustle gave out a exclamation.

"My God, is this Xiaomei? I was also a beauty when I was a child. How did I become such a beauty? "

"It's frightening. How can such a girl get out and frighten people?"

The village head blushed and embarrassed to give Xiaomei to me.

Although Xiaomei was a little dull, she was obedient. According to my orders, she first offered three cups of yellow rice wine and then drenched the table with chicken blood.

The copper mirror in the red cloth began to be restless, with the sound of the supply table.

The crowd was completely silent and looked at the scene in surprise!

I went to the back of the mirror and quickly opened the red cloth. The copper mirror reflected the dazzling luster in the sun.

When Xiaomei's skinned ugly face was reflected in the frame, the bronze mirror was obviously quiet.

But Xiaomei is a little nervous. She points at herself in the bronze mirror and can't believe everything in front of her.

She hasn't looked in the mirror for decades since the accident.

So she knew that the beautiful girl had become this picture.

Because she couldn't speak, she rowed anxiously.

The village head walked forward in tears, hugged Xiaomei tightly, patted and held her back comfortingly: "it's OK, good girl, don't be afraid, dad is here, dad will always be here!"

Xiaomei's tears came out.

The villagers are also sad to see such a picture.

I stepped forward and cried out: "Xiaomei's experience is very compassionate. Today she can not come. But for the safety of the whole salt free village and to surpass the spirit in the mirror, she still came! So I hope you don't reject her because of her appearance. She is still the lovely little Mei in your mind. "

Listen to me, the soft hearted aunt has shed tears: "well, it's Xiaomei, I grew up looking at this girl..."

"Village head, don't leave Xiaomei alone in the house in the future, let her come out more, maybe she will talk slowly!"

Everyone talked about it, and the enthusiasm of the village head and Xiaomei infected them, and they cried.

I turned my head and looked directly at the bronze mirror.

I want to tell Xia Yingchun that there is darkness, cruelty and depravity in the world, but there is also hope, affection and future

You can't just peel off everyone's face because you've been skinned!

Even if you strip Xiaomei's face, she still has people who care and love her.You are not Xiaomei, and Xiaomei is not you.

What happened to you will never happen to Xiaomei!

Maybe Xia Yingchun was moved. I saw the bronze mirror turn black slowly at the speed visible to the naked eye. It became dull and full of copper rust.

I know. She's gone

That night, all the villagers of the salt free village gathered in Uncle Wang's yard and set up several tables of banquet. They pushed their glasses to change their glasses, which was more joyful than marrying their daughter-in-law.

The resentment over the salt free village finally disappeared.

Maybe it's a drunken relationship. When I woke up the next day, it was almost noon. I woke up Pockmarked Li, but I found that Zhao Wuyang was gone, even his backpack disappeared.

I didn't know until I went out to inquire. Zhao Wuyang was on his way early in the morning.

One person.

He told Uncle Wang that he wanted to see the scenery along the way and then went back to work in the city.

I'm very happy for him. At last, he's a little bit responsible. He can go on his own.

When I left with Pockmarked Li, the crazy girl seemed to be reluctant to give up. She was babbling at Pockmarked Li all the time. I didn't know what she was talking about.

After thinking about it, Pockmarked Li gave the little mirror he cherished to the crazy girl.

Wang Shuhe and the village head sent them to my village head, and I said to them uneasily, "that mirror should be buried in the wasteland grave. Later, on New Year's day, the village sent several people to worship and express their feelings."

The village head nodded and said gratefully, "don't worry."

Back in the city, I continued to live in a drunken dream. One night, I saw the latest horror cartoon, which is about a mirror that will strip off the face.

Although the story is strange, it is very bloody, and the painting is not very scary.

At the end of the day, I was surprised to find that the author who appeared at the end of the film was Zhang Qinghai.

I didn't expect that this guy drew a little cartoon before he died, and it was also sent to Netease animation. I can't cry or laugh.

There are many messages under the cartoon.

Some people say they don't look good, especially hate those who are born beautiful.

Some people also say that now the plastic surgery technology is so developed, if you are not satisfied with it, go to South Korea to complete it.

But I think that appearance is a gift from the old God.

Beauty has beauty, ugliness has ugliness. The point is that we live happily.

Happiness is more important than anything.

If you care too much about beauty and ugliness, you may lose a lot of fun in life.

I stretched out, looking out of the window a little bit of the bright sky, a new day!