The golden snake still rotates in the black mirror, but it is obviously different from before crossing. It cannot connect to the head and tail, and is at least one-third shorter.

After Cao Chuan saw it clearly, he still wiped the mirror with his right thumb, and there was no reaction. Now he had some idea: If he guessed correctly, wait until the golden thread connects the head and tail, and maybe, maybe, he might go back?

Thinking of this, someone suddenly became excited. If this guy really could get himself back and forth, wouldn’t he send it?...

Countless magical images of the heart appeared in front of Taoist Cao. A moment ago, he was laughing at the world with the Wall Street tycoon, and a moment later, he was talking about heroes with the Middle East Oil Hero. All kinds of disorderly scenes kept rolling in front of the immortal. Cao Chuan's face changed, as if there were signs of being possessed by the demon.

After a long time, he wiped off his saliva and his thoughts became normal. He always felt that he had forgotten something: By the way, there was another mirror! Thinking of this, Cao Chuan quickly turned his palm and put the white mirror of the ring under the oil lamp, and looked at it carefully.

In the mirror of the white ring, there was also a thin golden thread swimming. Cao Chuan couldn't wait to wipe it off with his right thumb without any reaction. Isn't this scientific? He took turns rubbing the five fingers of his right hand, but there was still no reaction.

"It should be reasonable to have some movement?" He murmured, and accidentally touched the mirror with the thumb of his left hand.

After a glance, a short, faint white light flashed out from the mirror, "Ha?! I'm still high-tech, fingerprint authentication?" He shouted in his heart and stood up. Before he could bother to study what functions this mirror had, the answer had already appeared.

All the furniture, bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, bookshelf and books, disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, half of the room was empty...

He bit his right fist hard. Although he had suffered too much incredible today, the bamboo house in the air in front of him once again stimulated his tired nerves.

Slowly pressed the thumb of his left hand to the mirror again. At this moment, he clearly "saw" the furniture in his mind that the furniture was floating in a gray space. The space was not very large, and the area was similar to the small house he rented in Hengdian, with a cube less than three meters long.

"Whose treasure are you?" He never dared to curse this "looking guy" he picked up again. Cao Chuan moved his thumb off the mirror and touched it again. A faint white light appeared again. In the blink of an eye, the furniture piled up messily back onto the ground.

Someone had no expression on his face and kept muttering: "This is going to be sent."

The moon is in the middle of the sky. The moon of the Ming Dynasty is undoubtedly much clearer than it will be hundreds of years later. The dazzling Milky Way in the distance can prove it. In a bamboo house in Pingfeng Village, three bandit leaders who have been baptized by the new concept plane are holding a meeting in a low voice with excitement. In another bamboo house, a series of depressing strange sounds can be heard from time to time. It is hard to say whether it is laughing or crying...

The next morning, Zhao Si was sent by Zhou Dazhu to Caochuan's house to listen to him. Zhao Si just turned 18 this year and is considered a junior in the village and a distant relative to the old man.

Yesterday, I saw someone appearing in the audience with my own eyes. Zhao Si was also excited with everyone for a long time. Unexpectedly, he was sent to the tribe to listen to it when he got up early, "This is his own fate." Zhao Si squatted in front of Caochuan's gate and played with stones, thinking about it while playing.

Until the sun was at midnight, Lu's account room had been here twice, and Zhao Si heard a creak, the bamboo house door opened, and Cao Chuan walked out from inside.

Zhao Si jumped over two steps and bowed and said, "The youngest one is Zhao Si, and the old man is the youngest one to come and clean up."

Cao Chuan looked at the young man and remembered that this one was the one who shouted yesterday and pointed back and forth at him. He was not old, and he looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, with dark and thin, big eyes, and a smart face.

Cao Chuan smiled and said, "Then I'll have a hard time with my brother."

Zhao Si's face was full of excitement: "It's a small one, it's a good thing." His feet had already jumped into the house.

Cao Chuan looked in place and took a few breaths of fresh air. Not long after, he saw Lu Guanfang coming over and greeted him with a fist from a distance.

Someone was overly excited last night and fell asleep just before dawn. His eyes were covered in blood. He was afraid that the old man would ask questions, so he quickly sighed: "Oh, the spiritual energy here is sparse. I was extremely difficult to do my homework last night. It's not easy to go down the mountain to experience it."

Accountant Lu didn't expect that Cao Chuan was covered in blood and had a haggard face. He was stunned when he heard the reason. He could not give any advice even if he was a mortal. At this moment, he could only comfort Cao Chuan for a few words and then led him to find the village leader.

The two of them slowly walked up a mountain spring behind the house. Not far away, they saw a large bluestone platform protruding at the edge of the mountain, as smooth as a mirror. Zhou Dada was already waiting.

Tables, chairs and utensils have been arranged here, two plates of bacon, one plate of bamboo shoots, one plate of wild mushrooms, and a small clay stove with rice porridge rolling on it.

After the three of them sat down, Zhou Tong introduced that on weekdays, there were several heads of the place, next to it was a flowing spring, and from a distance it was a sea of ​​fog, which was both pure and smooth. In fact, many things in the village were decided on this bluestone platform.

Cao Chuan is naturally a guest, but his mentality is very different from yesterday. Having said that, anyone with a private space, even in the Ming Dynasty, pretending to be a god can live well. With this mentality, he will naturally be much more calm when eating and chatting with someone while eating.

This Zhou Tong was born in the middle of the village. He grew up in the back mountain since he was a child. He was generous and righteous and responsible in everything. He was recognized by the old village master as his adopted son. A few years ago, the old village master was about to die and successfully took office. Lu Wen, the official name of the accountant, looked old, but in fact he was less than forty years old. His family was in the countryside of Fuzhou. He was poor and went to Taoist temple for several years. The name was given by the old Taoist.

When he was twenty years old in the Taoist temple, he was shot out by the master to set up his own business. So he followed a Taoist priest in the world. The master and apprentice kept wandering around several southern provinces, and Lu Wendao had learned a set of skills in treating diseases and fortune-telling.

A few years ago, the master and the disciple traveled to Tianmu Mountain. The master's life was over. After Lu Wendao finished cooking, the old village master was sick and was invited to go up the mountain. As a result, he fell in love with the old village master and had a good chat. He stayed in the village temporarily.

After a long time, I found that the village was beautiful. In addition, I had been traveling around the world for many years and really wanted to settle down, so I officially got the accounting department.

While talking, Mr. Chen Er, a man from Hun, came to have dinner. When he saw Cao Chuan, he shouted to drink. Zhou Tong scolded him for a few words before he calmed down. Cao Chuan asked Chen Er how he joined the gang. Chen Huoding worked hard for a long time and didn't want to say it. As a result, when Lu Guanfang talked, Cao Chuan laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!