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Chapter 41 Ghost One in the Mirror

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    Bai Qi woke up in the dark, his ears could not hear the sound, his body could not touch anything, as if he was drifting in nothingness with nothing to rely on.

    "Xiao Qi?" Bai Qi called out.

    "Yes." The ball the size of a quail egg lit up and floated in front of Bai Qi, illuminating a bright color for him.

    "Where is this?" Bai Qi asked.

    "Little World, you are a ghost." Hei Qi replied.

    "" Bai Qi stared at Hei Qi with an unfriendly expression.

    Sensing the danger, Hei Qi stepped back and kept a certain distance from Bai Qi, "I'm not scolding you, you are really a ghost now."

    Bai Qi frowned, and looked down at his body. He was dressed in plain white Confucian clothing, barefoot, and had a pair of beautiful hands, as delicate as if carved from top-grade white jade.

    "The ancient world?" Bai Qi asked.

    "No, take a look first"

    Just when Hei Qi suggested that Bai Qi look at the memory of the original owner first, there was a sudden sound of knocking and smashing, and it immediately fell silent.

    The sound of knocking and smashing sounded for half an hour, and then silence returned, but soon, with a 'bang', the lid of the sarcophagus was lifted, and a light suddenly appeared in front of Bai Qi's eyes.

    "Hey!" The two dark and thin men with shrewd and cunning eyes shouted together, with greedy expressions in surprise.

    "Congratulations to the host, you have been unearthed." Hei Qi said poorly.

    Bai Qi frowned, his eyes filled with displeasure, "Memory."

    "Here we come." Hei Qi responded.

    ? His real name is Gu Hua, and he was an imperial painter of Zhou State 2,400 years ago. His painting skills are superb, and he is known as Master Qingyun.

    Gu Hua has a close friend Du Xiao in the palace. The two serve in the palace together, eat and live together and are very close.

    One year, Zhou Guoguoguo ordered the two of them to paint a picture each, and Gu Hua spent five years painting a picture of "Fengshan Autumn Scenery and Cloud Returning Picture" which has come to an end, and he intends to present this painting to Zhou Guoguo on the day of the state banquet.

    But on the night of the state banquet, it was Du Xiao who presented the "Picture of Maple Mountain Autumn Scenery and Cloud Return", the monarch Long Yan Dayue, while Gu Hua's painting turned into a picture of a blind black dragon falling into the sea.

    Gu Hua went to prison, was stabbed blind, had his limbs and bones broken, and could no longer hold a paintbrush in this life.

    What Du Xiao said when he was in prison made Gu Hua understand that he had been betrayed.

    Gu Hua was very resentful about his death in vain, and the soul of the dead floated into the palace for revenge, but he was sucked into a bronze mirror for dressing, and this bronze mirror was also the princess's dowry.

    Du Xiao married the princess and became a son-in-law. He was proud of his life, and he became famous all over the world with the "Autumn Scenery and Cloud Returning Picture of Fengshan Mountain".

    However, Gu Hua was trapped in the mirror and witnessed the love and love between the enemy and the princess day by day, growing old together, and the descendants were rich and honored for generations.

    "It's so bitter!" Bai Qi and Hei Qi sighed in unison as always.

    "Du Xiao, it should be his name, he is a young man, dressed like an owl like a dog." Bai Qi's words are full of disgust for Du Xiao.

    "What is the last wish of the original owner?" Hei Qi asked.

    "Find the 'Fengshan Autumn Scenery Cloud Return Map' and destroy it."

    Trapped for 2,500 years, time has almost wiped away all his resentment, leaving him with only pain and despair.

    He no longer hopes for revenge, the only thing he wants to do is to destroy the "Fengshan Autumn Scenery and Cloud Returning Picture", but his own painting is signed with Du Xiao's name, which makes him sick to his stomach.

    The tomb robber took the bronze mirror from the bosom of the bones in the sarcophagus and put it in his rucksack, then returned the same way and quickly evacuated the main tomb.

    "Are you going to kill them?" Hei Qi sharpened his knife.

    "Get rid of them and take me out?" Bai Qi asked with squinting eyes.

    Black Seven "" When it didn't say anything.

    "I thought this trip to the tomb was for nothing." The two tomb robbers chatted excitedly about the unexpected surprise in the main tomb.

    "This tomb is 900 years old, but the bronze mirror I look at is more than this year." Another person said.

    "When you go out and return to the city, ask someone to hold your eyes first, so as not to be fooled."

    "There are still two weeks until the auction of Baizhen Pavilion in City C. Let's hurry up so we don't miss it."

    Listening to the chat of the two tomb robbers outside, Hei Qi collected useful information from it, while Bai Qi lay down with his arms in the emptiness and closed his eyes to take a nap.

    Hei Qi listened for a while, and then floated back to Bai Qi's side after hearing no valuable information, "Do you think Qin Wenlan will follow?"

    Bai Qi didn't make a sound, and just when Hei Qi thought he wouldn't talk to him, he suddenly heard him say, "I don't know."

    "Even if I have modified the exercises, his soul and body may not be able to hold on.  "

    The dumbfounded Hei Qi said, "Daddy, please accept my knee."

    Bai Qi glanced at it in distaste, "You round, do you have knees?"

    Hei Qi "" pierced his heart.

    Antique Street Antique shops can be seen everywhere in City C. There are white and black ones in the market. They are fat in the eyes of businessmen and paradise in the eyes of tomb robbers.

    The most famous antique street in City C is Siluo Lane. Randomly pulling out anyone here is a big guy who makes your knees weak, even the uncle in charge of sweeping the floor at the entrance of the alley is not something you can provoke.

    Someone once compared that if City C is described as a rivers and lakes, then Siluo Lane is the supreme rivers and lakes, and a cat or dog coming out of it can make the rivers and lakes tremble with a stamped paw.

    In a room of Baizhen Pavilion, a middle-aged man was sitting behind the table looking at the list one by one, making the final check for the auction two days later.

    The door knocked from the outside, and after getting approval, a young man pushed the door in from the outside and put a list on the man's desk, "Boss, I have confirmed the list, no problem."

    "Have all the invitations been sent out?" the man asked.

    "All issued." The young man replied.

    The man pondered for a moment, and then asked again, "The one from Siluo Lane is he coming?"

    "I asked for it myself, but I didn't get a confirmed answer." The young man said.

    The man frowned, and sighed after a long time of contemplation, "Okay, let's go out."

    It is Baizhen Pavilion's blessing to come, and if you don't comeyou don't lose anything if you don't come, after all, that person's temper is well known.

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