After a long silence, Zhou Fei slowly said, "Do you have any evidence?"
Ling Zhaoyan looked at Zhou Fei in surprise.
Because this sentence is said, first of all, the momentum is weak.
Master Yanhui said: "If there is no evidence, Lao Na would not dare to control the Master's apprentice at will."
Zhou Fei swallowed, "Take it out, and everyone in the room will take a good look."
Master Xinpan also spoke: "Yangui, do you really want to act like this?"
Master Yanhui did not answer, but directly took out a bronze mirror from his arms.
A very delicate bronze mirror, about the size of a palm, engraved with exquisite patterns.
"Yangui, do you know what you are doing? Take the mirror back now, everything is still too late." Master Xin Pan shouted sharply.
Master Yanhui still did not answer Master Xinpan, and only Zhou Fei was left in his eyes at this moment: "Rotating mirror."
Chai Guangxuan's eyes widened.
The most precious rotating mirror of Zhongling Temple.
Is this monk crazy
Or are all the monks in Zhongling Zen Temple crazy
Master Yanhui was holding the mirror like this, standing in the middle of the room, a gust of wind blew in from the window, blowing the corners of his monk's robe, Yanhui at this moment looked extremely compassionate.
It's like a living Buddha.
The alarm bell in Zhou Fei's heart once again mastered.
Even the once dormant system was shocked.
"The rotating mirror is one of the magical tools used by the Buddha before Nirvana. Because the mirror itself has been contaminated with the supreme Buddha nature on the side of the Buddha all the year round. This mirror can shock all evil spirits in the world. Under the rotating mirror, there is nowhere to hide." Master Yanhui slowly spoke, but the sound was like a bell.
The system hurriedly said in Zhou Fei's mind: "Be careful of this thing. Once there is any abnormality, immediately turn on the Waste Material Tyrant Body Art. I have a hunch that something big will happen this time."
Zhou Fei replied: "I don't need you to say that I also know that this dead bald donkey actually forced me to such a situation. His grandmother's Zhongling Temple, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely destroy this temple."
Then Zhou Fei said to Master Yanhui: "I understand what the master meant. You want to use this mirror to shine on me. If I were a demon
Son of the King, the mirror will show my true body, does that mean? "
Master Yanhui nodded: "Yes."
"Then what if it can't be photographed? Or what you are holding in your hand is not a rotating mirror at all, but an ordinary mirror that has been imposing some kind of blindness. No matter who you look at, the result you want will appear. You do all of this. It's to frame me, I don't believe you." Zhou Fei said.
Master Yanhui said: "Mr. Six, are you afraid?"
"I just want a fair." Zhou Fei said.
"There is no absolute justice in the world." Master Yanhui said, "No matter how clever your tongue is today, you will still be photographed by the rotating mirror."
Perhaps I felt that what I said was a bit too absolute, so Master Yanhui added: "If everything goes as usual for you under the mirror, then Zhongling Zen Temple will also give you an explanation for the academy."
Zhou Fei's footsteps moved back an inch subconsciously.
This subtle movement was noticed by Master Yanhui: "Run now? It's too late for Mr. Six."
With that, Master Yanhui raised the mirror.
Master Xin Pan's words sounded in Zhou Fei's ear: "Don't be caught in the mirror and hide."
Actually, Master Xinpan doesn’t need to say that Zhou Fei also knows that he does not belong to this world. If he is really photographed, the ghost will know what it will look like. As long as it is not a human being, it doesn’t matter whether it is the son of the devil.
Anyway, people who are not my race must have different minds.
However, the room is so big, where can I hide it
Ling Zhaoyan didn't speak the whole time, but when Yanhui raised the mirror, she suddenly shot, and a sword pierced Yanhui's wrist.
"Girl infatuated with sword, do you want to live with the son of the demon king? Master Sword Saint will be sad if you know that you are willing to fall." Master Yanhui flashed sideways and said coldly.
Ling Zhaoyan gritted her teeth without saying a word, but used her swordsmanship to the extreme, hoping to smash that mirror to pieces, and give Zhou Fei time to hide, no matter what.
Seeing this, Qiu Qiaozhen on the side roared immediately: "What are you doing in a daze, kill the son of the Demon King."
However, no one else in the room moved.
Qiu Qiaozhen looked savagely, and she looked at Chai Guangxuan: "Priest Chai, is there nothing in the temple
The one in front of you is a demon. It is the biggest demon in the Great Wilderness! "
Chai Guangxuan really wanted to tear up this wife too much, why did he owe him so much? Lao Tzu has reduced the sense of existence to the greatest extent, but you still carried me out.
Whether it is Zhou Fei or a demon, his other identity cannot be changed, that is, the master's apprentice.
The death of a Xin Zhige will greatly hurt the vitality of the temple, if another Zhou Fei die, the temple is afraid that the master will be directly rooted.
This is definitely not alarmist talk. Even if the door is immortal, the executive organ of the temple will disappear in the long river of history.
The Master definitely does this kind of thing.
So Chai Guangxuan didn't want to care about this. He kept hiding behind him, hoping that those present would forget about him, the great priest of the temple.
However, Qiu Qiaozhen was not prepared to let the Zhongling Temple family fight this incident. She wanted to pull more people into the water, so that even if the Master was angry in the future, she would not be able to become an enemy of the world.
Being named, naturally I can’t hide, and Chai Guangxuan can only stand up and behave, “Mr. Six, it doesn’t really matter to be photographed in a mirror, just as proving his innocence.”
Zhou Fei said: "Bah, how do I know that the mirror has no passive hands or feet? What if there is any gamma-ray X-ray in it? I don't want to become a Hulk."
Chai Guangxuan: "Gamma... rays? What is it."
During the conversation between the two, Ling Zhaoyan was forced back by Master Yanhui, and the sword in his hand almost flew out.
Yan Hui strode to Zhou Fei holding the treasure mirror.
A ray of light just spilled on the mirror surface.
Then it reflected on Zhou Fei's face.
Zhou Fei drew out the Xueyin Knife with his backhand, and cleaved it in front of the mirror.
However, after all, it was still a step slower.
After the beam of light hit Zhou Fei's face, it directly sank into the depths of his consciousness. Zhou Fei felt that his soul was drawn out at this moment.
Various bizarre pictures appeared in my mind.
Some are disgusting, some are charming, some are bloody, and some are tender.
The sea of consciousness was tossing, and Zhou Fei became a flat boat, which could be overturned at any time.
At the same time, a voice kept ringing in the ear: "It's better to go back, it's better to go back."
(End of this chapter)