"This pattern, color, shape..., looks like..."

Suddenly, Feng Honglin jumped up suddenly, grabbed the things in his hand and ran out of the living room.

Is the same? The pattern is the same, and the shape of the upper part is the same as the slightly sunken position in the upper part. He didn't look at it carefully before, it was wrong. To be more precise, because the design above is very clever, even if he looked closely, he only thought it was the design above itself and would not think about anything else.

But……

The hand holding something suddenly tightened. Now it seems that the one on the other side is not that it has a sunken design, but that something is missing on the other side. I thought I could call myself an expert who only lacked a piece of paper to prove his education. After so much time, he didn't even see what he had in his hand as a broken tool!

After taking two steps in three steps, Feng Honglin breathed a long sigh at the things in the living room that were covered with three layers of anti-collision foam.

He gritted his teeth, picked up a folding fruit knife on the coffee table next to him, opened all the anti-collision packaging bags in three or two, and then stuffed the removed anti-collision packaging into the trash can, carefully holding out the bronze mirror wrapped inside...

He spread his hands and placed the things on his hands side by side with the copper realm.

Sure enough, his memory is correct. Isn’t the patterns on this thing on his hand exactly the same as those on the bronze mirror? Not only that…

Carefully pick up the thing he found, and compare its pattern with the depression at the top of the copper realm that he thought was designed. One shade carving and one sun carving. If his eyesight is not a problem, the two should be combined together in a tight and seamless manner.

Or, try it?

Looking at the things in his hand, Feng Honglin's heart was so excited that he was about to move. He was holding the things in his hand and was about to get to the realm. But before Feng Honglin could put them on, a fog suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror, which made Feng Honglin instinctively hold his hand and take three steps back.

What's going on?!

Looking at the bronze glass, then looking at my hands...

This situation looks so familiar. Isn’t this the scene when I poked my fingers into the bronze mirror and squeezed blood on the bronze mirror. The bronze mirror turned on the “video” mode to contact Feng Feifei?

He subconsciously looked up at the antique clock beside the wall, and his eyebrows subconsciously frowned. It was not yet the point where he could video with Feng Feifei. And he was still very sure, that is, there was no small wound on his hands, so there was no possibility that he would stain his blood on the bronze mirror again.

Could it be that he made a mistake in judgment? His blood is not a key condition for him to get along with the "video"? There is still time, and it is not an important factor? Is this "video" open at will at any time, or...

I lowered my head and looked at the things in my hand, or was it because of the influence of the things in my hand and something that touched me, so that I would turn on this special "video communication" mode again.

If it is the last possibility, it would be a great thing. If nothing else, it would at least make the young man suffer the flesh and blood, right?

After touching his chin, Feng Honglin looked at the bronze mirror and waited for the subsequent development to see what would happen next.

The smoke surging slowly spread around the mirror. The dark images appeared in Feng Honglin's eyes, making him subconsciously hold his breath.

"Girl, try this bead..." Cui'er smiled and compared two small snow-white pom-poms with pearls on Feng Feifei's buns. She just raised her head and wanted to see the effect in the mirror, but the bronze mirror suddenly mist appeared, and then a big man appeared in the mirror with such a big thorn.

"Ah--!" Cui'er's face changed and she screamed. The beads in her hand subconsciously smashed towards the mirror. Then she heard a dull sound of "bang". The beads and raindrops actually penetrated into the water, and it really penetrated into the mirror, bringing a ripples and disappearing.

Then there is...

"Ouch~" a cry of pain came from the other end of the bronze mirror, "My girl, is this littering a bit of a public morality?!"

"Brother Honglin?! Are you okay?!" Feng Feifei's scream also sounded.

"Girl, girl, what's wrong?!"

Hearing Cui'er's screams and screams in the room, the little girls guarding outside hurriedly lifted the curtains and were about to come in, especially the wet nurse who was already guarding outside, her hands and legs were so fast that she almost rushed to Feng Feifei in the blink of an eye.

"Sister, what happened to me? Isn't you hurt?" As he spoke, the wet nurse rushed to Feng Feifei, hugged her, and pretended to check him.

Only one step slower than the wet nurse were the little girls guarding the door.

"Stop! I'm fine, but Cui'er was shocked by the cuckoo. You guys should step back." Before the little girls could stand firm in the room, Feng Feifei waved her hand to drive away the people.

"Yes, right, I was just scared by a worm, but I have already twisted the little worm to death. You guys go back." Cui'er's calm voice sounded, but if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to find the slight, slight, and almost unseen tremolo sounds that appeared at the end of his speech.

Especially Cui'er's hand hiding behind her, Feng Honglin noticed that the little hand was not only trembling, but the pointed nails had even penetrated into the flesh, showing a very nervous look.

Seeing that Feng Feifei and Cui'er both asked them to retreat, and it seemed that they were fine. The girls at the door looked at each other, bowed slightly, and then retreated one after another.

"You, are you a human or a ghost?" As soon as the little girls retreated, Cui'er hurriedly stepped forward and stood in front of Feng Feifei. It was a last resort to drive the little girls out. Regardless of whether the big man in the bronze mirror was a human or a ghost, this person was very quarrel. If people know that a big man (ghost) appeared in the girl's boudoir, then the girl's reputation would not be needed! But even so, if the man (ghost) in the mirror dared to act rashly, Cui'er would have to protect the lady even if she fought for her life!

Who is the ghost?!

The wet nurse who was pulling Feng Feifei to check it carefully subconsciously stood up straight, looking at the bronze mirror in Cui'er's eyes...

scare?!

A living big man actually appeared in her sister's bronze mirror. What's going on?!
Chapter completed!