The rain hit the eaves, and in the silence, the teacher took a sip of tea, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Let me show you something."
He took out a rusty and mottled bronze mirror from the Qiankun bag. The edge of the mirror was engraved with flying phoenixes and dragons, and the sun, moon and universe were carved.
"This mirror is called Yesterday's Mirror. It is my father's relic. My father's surname is Mu... Master must have guessed it somewhat. Mu Yanli and I are half-siblings."
After he finished speaking, he bit his finger and dripped blood on the mirror surface. The mirror began to fog up. After the fog cleared, some hazy phantoms appeared on the mirror surface. Those phantoms gradually condensed and formed, giving birth to clear scenes and faces—
It is the viewing platform of Tianyin Pavilion. In the picture, it is a hot summer day. The lotus pond below the viewing platform is in full bloom and red dragonflies are flying low.
There was a lady in fancy dress standing by the edge of the lantern, rubbing Zhu Kou's little finger with her tail up, she was feeding the fish with the pieces of cake in the plate, and the pool was filled with light. Although this woman was born delicate and elegant, she was extremely cold. When she turned her head to talk to the attendant, she could see that she had a pair of Ruifeng eyes, her pupils were slightly raised, and she had a fierce look that was arrogant and arrogant.
Chu nightning frowned slightly, looked at her, and looked up at the teacher.
"She's not my mother." Shi Yan seemed to see Chu Wanning's doubts and smiled, "She is Sister Mu's biological mother Lin."
Not long after, a young woman wearing a silk embroidered Luo skirt and a bun from Tianyin Pavilion walked into the picture scroll from the edge of the bronze mirror. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. The teacher stroked the mirror and said: "This is my mother.... She is the descendant of Song Xingyi, the lord of Huabi. Gu Yueye raised her as a livestock and did not give her a name. After she escaped, she wanted to give herself a name. A name, but Song is the surname of the sphenoid beauty seat, she dared not take it, so she used the Huabi Zhizun's Huazi, took a homonym, and called herself Huagui from now on."
"Returning means returning home. After my mother knew that the butterfly bone clan could still return to the demon world, she always wanted to bring all the clansmen home."
The mottled bronze mirror can't cover Huagui's beautiful face. She is talking to Lin's obediently and tenderly. Chu nightning noticed that Lin's has always been cold in the picture. , to offer twelve points of sincerity to the hostess.
Chu nightning raised his eyes: "How did she enter Tianyin Pavilion?"
"It was the high-level disciple of Tianyin Pavilion who helped her. In fact, what was recorded in the book is not the truth. After my mother escaped from the lonely moon night, she did not leave him. They were in love at that time, my mother So I begged him to find a way to release his own clan. The disciple obeyed her words, so he managed to steal the robbery of Tianyin Pavilion and helped her."
Chu night Ning's eyebrows rolled with a shallow mark, and his heart was like this.
The records in the history books are not always correct. Some truths will be slowly eroded by the torrent of time. When the people of that era grow old one by one and their youth is gone, no one will know the true meaning of the past.
The teacher paused for a moment, and continued: "After two years, the cultivation world gradually forgot about the calamity of the lonely moon night. It happened that Mrs. Lin of Tianyin Pavilion gave birth to a daughter, and Lin's temperament was eccentric and was not good at taking care of children. So I need to find a few quick girls to help. The disciple took this opportunity to introduce my mother into the pavilion. Since then, my mother has become Lin's maid."
Hearing this, Chu night Ningfu looked at the bronze mirror again, I don't know when the mirror has changed the scene, Lin was reading a book by the Xuan window, and Hua Gui was by her side, holding a baby in her arms and doing her best. coaxing.
At first glance, this scene is very gentle, the hostess is graceful, the maid is loyal, and the child is charming.
But when I thought about it, I felt a dark tide.
"... She later took Mrs. Lin's place."
"... um." The teacher said, "After being in Tianyin Pavilion for a long time, my mother saw the detached status of this sect in the world of self-cultivation. She was still a little naive at that time, and she came up with a thought that was better than returning to the devil world. Good idea."
"what."
"Become the wife of Tianyin Pavilion." The teacher said, "The heir of the gods, a word is worth a thousand dollars, she thought that as long as the pavilion master can open his mouth, there will be no one in the world of self-cultivation in the future - at least no one will blatantly mutilate The Sphenoid Beauty is seated."
The light and shadow changed, the patina on the mirror refuted darkly, it was still the original viewing platform, but it was the winter of an unknown year.
The lotus flowers under the stage are all withered and withered. There were no dragonflies, and there were no red carp in the pond. Those bright creatures and the former cold beauty Lin Shi are gone. Instead, there were flying snow, dark fragrance of wax plums, and the back of a woman in a thick white fox fur.
After a while, a man approached, she heard the sound and looked back, that beautiful face of peerless beauty was enveloped in the fluffy fox fur. She smiled brightly at him, Xinxue pale.
At this time, Hua Gui had already used some means to make the then Tianyin Pavilion Master divorce his original spouse, and Lin died shortly after being divorced. The one who died strangely was the high-ranking disciple who had helped her.
She finally got what she wanted and became the pavilion's wife of the god's descendant, Tianyin Pavilion.
The sky was lead-grey, and there was heavy snow with goose feathers. Huagui walked up to her husband, first wished him a blessing, then smiled and stroked the hair of the little girl beside him.
"... Is it Mu Yanli?"
The teacher smiled and said, "Yes."
"… "
"Master, don't you really understand why Sister Mu, as the daughter of the Lin family, is devoted to my mother, and instead abandons her biological mother?"
Chu nightning did not set whether or not, and continued to look at the situation in the mirror.
Mu Yanli, who was at most four or five years old at that time, was hugged by Hua Gui without any resistance, and even hugged Hua Gui's beautiful neck and laughed, as if he was amused by this stepmother.
The teacher said: "Lin's nature is sullen, taciturn, and has no sympathy. After Sister Mu was born, her condition became more and more serious, even to the point of hurting people or self-mutilation. Once my mother was not in the house. Looking at it, she took the scissors to the back of Sister Mu's hand and poked four or five holes when my mother came back. She was the one who rescued Sister Mu, who had already cried to tears."
"A biological mother who will stab her to death, and a nanny who loves and takes care of herself since she was a child. Sister Mu chose the latter."
As soon as the picture turned, there was a thin layer of frost outside the window, sticking to the longevity red blessing. It should be just after the Spring Festival of a certain year, Hua Gui was sitting at the small red sandalwood table and writing.
Sitting beside her were two children, a boy and a girl. The girl was lonely and cold, while the boy had gentle eyebrows. It was Hua Binan and Mu Yanli when they were children.
"Okay." Hua Gui picked up the rice paper and blew it with a smile, and said with a smile, "Look at the medicine sect's elixir that your mother copied, it's well written, right?"
Mu Yanli spoke in a milky voice at that time, and said in a shrill voice: "Mother's writing is of course beautiful."
The teacher's age is younger, and he doesn't even know how to make milk sounds. He just sits in the same place and smashes his fingers with relish, watching them laugh and laugh.
"My father is obsessed with spell cultivation all day long, and he neglects my sister and brother on weekdays. The enlightenment of my sister and me is taught by her words and deeds." Looking at the situation in the mirror, the teacher recalled, "She taught us Recognize text and hyphenation, and teach us some of the most basic little spells."
"She knows magic?"
"It's only a little." The teacher paused, "The fake handle to scare ordinary people, even the worst monks can't beat it."
"… "
"But she is willing to accompany us, accompany us day and night." With a sigh, the teacher's eyes were a little straight, "No matter how scheming she is, how she treats outsiders. But she treats me and Sister Mu, but she is digging hearts. Good lungs."
The scene on the mirror turned faster, and it seemed that time was like a shuttle, slipping through the fingers. In the many situations that passed by in a hurry, Mu Yanli and Shi Mei gradually grew up.
During this process, almost every step of their sister and brother was guarded by Huagui.
On a thunderous night, she coaxed Mu Yanli to sleep.
In the afternoon of Qingfang in midsummer, she fed the teacher to drink red bean and barley soup.
All of these, bit by bit.
"Later, when I reached the age of enlightenment, my father personally taught me the spells of Tianyin Pavilion, but I was so stupid that I couldn't learn it. He was very disappointed, and I also felt that I was a waste of mediocrity at that time - after all, Sister Mu was in eighth When I was old, the foundation was successfully established. But I have worked hard, but I don't even have the slightest sense of anger."
The little teacher in the picture is sitting by the pond in a daze, with a smaller sword on his small knee.
Huagui dragged his long skirt and frowned as he walked across the driftwood bridge. She glanced around and found the lonely child, her anxious expression finally relaxed.
She walked to him, leaned over and said something to him, then held the teacher in her arms and walked back to the end of the garden.
"Because she once stayed in Guyueye for a long time, she has seen many people with weak spiritual power, who can get a place in the cultivation world by practicing Medicine Sect." The teacher said, "She did not abuse the beauty because of Guyueye. Xi overthrew everything with one stick. She persuaded my father and let me start practicing the way of medicine Gu."
When the teacher talked about the content of the intrigue between men and women before, Chu nightning generally knew that Huagui had the means, but he didn't understand where he was, so he couldn't tell.
But when he heard this, he suddenly clearly felt the sharpness of this woman—
Lonely Moon Night was like a hell nightmare to her, swallowing up the first half of her life. As an ordinary person, even if you don't hate it to the bone, you should have a grudge against Yaozong and don't agree with it. But she knew exactly what Yaozong was, what she needed, and how to do it.
She has a pair of extremely calm eyes, even if the hatred is as deep as the sea, she will never act impulsively.
"Her plan has always been orderly. One step, she may have thought of the next hundred steps. So in addition to taking care of me and Sister Mu, she still has spare energy to collect the whereabouts of the clansmen, and then hide the sky and provide them with shelter."
But obviously, the later status of the sphenoid beauty seat has not changed. And Chu nightning remembered that Mrs. Hua passed away very early. There must be something hidden in this.
Linking the rumors of the sphenoid bone race and the descendants of the god race, Chu nightning has a vague guess in his heart. He asked, "...Later Madam Hua's identity...was revealed?"
The teacher didn't answer immediately, his pupils flashed some too bright luster, at first glance, it was extremely sharp, like a deep hatred. But upon closer inspection, it was like a sea of sadness.
"It shouldn't have been exposed." He said, "Father has no brains, and he can't feel anything strange about his mother.... But no matter what he says, he is still a descendant of the gods. Even if the blood of the gods is very small in his body, he will still have some talent to perceive. ."
He lowered his eyes and looked at his glasses, and the picture had shifted to the bedroom of the pavilion master of Tianyin Pavilion, where a man with slightly freckled temples was lingering on the bed.
"When I was nine years old, this man was seriously ill. The disease was so bizarre that the best doctor was invited to see it and the cause was not found."
The teacher said with a sneer: "In fact, after knowing the inside story, the truth is very clear. He is the heir of God, and my mother is the heir of the devil. After the war of gods and devils, the devil gave a curse - from now on For all generations, there can be no combination of gods and demons, and those who violate it will die."
"My father's strange disease was born because of this ancient curse, but because he didn't know it. As for the God Realm, it may be because of pity, or because he wants to embarrass the Demon Venerable. In short, one night, there was a Divine Lord. Tomeng's father, told him the whole story of the matter exactly. And said... If you want to survive, you need to make a clean break with the witch."
Chu nightning looked at the grim face of the teacher, waiting for him to say.
He knew that things were not as simple as one-size-fits-all.
The teacher said: "After waking up from the dream, my father was furious. Tianyin Pavilion has always wanted the wind to be the wind and the rain to be the rain. His position in the world of self-cultivation is detached, and everyone respects him as a god. But this woman... this pig dog A slaughtered pool of rotten meat, double repairing the furnace, actually calculated him, used him, deceived him."
"… "
"She even nearly got him killed. How vicious. So..."
Taking a deep breath, even if the depression is good, the voice of the teacher is still hoarse.
He squeezed the tea cup tightly, the tea there was cold, and he didn't finish it. After a thought, the force was too strong, and the porcelain cup actually burst with a "bang".
Tea juice splashes…
The mirror surface was also splashed with tea, and the picture was blurred by the amber tea juice. You can vaguely see the man on the sickbed calling Huagui.
He walked out of the bed with bare feet, chatted with her a few words as if nothing had happened, walked to the door with a smile, turned his back to Hua Gui, and closed and locked the door with a click.
- The man turns his head to his wife. In the distorted mirror light and water stains, a leopard-like face emerged.
The teacher shook abruptly, slammed the mirror upside down, and turned his back on the mirror and stopped looking at it.
The blue veins on the back of his hand protruded violently, like the roots of a twisted dragon, fear and hatred surging in every vein.
After a while, he buried his face in his palm. The voice looked extremely tired.
"he… "
He paused after saying a word.
"This beast..." It seems that there is a flood of hatred to vent, and there are thousands of words to scold, but thousands of horses and thousands of troops are killed to the throat.
The teacher slowed down and slowed down. He should have seen this bronze mirror many times, but after so long, after so many years, he still hates it.
He slowly stopped shaking. In the end, these hatreds became a seemingly bland sentence.
"That day, my god father ate my mother alive."