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Chapter 135: Mayfly Mirror: Apology


When Cheng Yulong appeared by the Mirror Lake, Tang Yan was taking care of a carriage.

He looked at the visitor coldly, and his eyes were not good.

"Little young master, our ancestors in Hanging Mirror Town made a mistake back then.

Now we are deeply ashamed, and I have come here today to return to Zhao.

Cheng Yulong hurriedly picked up a red lacquered wooden box.

What the hell are you trying to do?

Tang Yan didn't say a word, but he didn't hear the mane of the horse.

"Little master, please take a look!"

Cheng Yulong simply knelt on the ground, he opened the wooden box and raised it above his head, "I sent the Tang family's secret technique of making mirrors back then." ” Tang Yan was stunned, and his eyes fell on the box.

The yellowed paper is well protected and neatly stacked.

It looks like it was torn down.

Just in time, Yuan Song walked out of the house with a package.

"What's going on?"

"The people of Hanging Mirror Town, send back the mirror-making secret technique that was stolen back then."

Tang Yan had a cold face, but he didn't reach out to take it, "However, I don't need to." ” Cheng Yulong was embarrassed and knelt there stupidly.

Yuan Song glanced at him, and his gaze fell on the box: "Why did you know today?"

Looking at your appearance, do you understand the true meaning of the mirror god?

” "Back to this son, exactly."

Cheng Yulong breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been amnestied, but he still respectfully held the box.

Yuan Song raised his eyebrows: "Tell me." ” Cheng Yulong looked at him in surprise, and then at Tang Yan.

The latter finally reached out and pinched a piece of paper and looked at it carefully: "Say it."

Your thoughts. ” For a moment, Cheng Yulong felt a breathless sense of oppression.

He didn't know that his life was hanging by a thread, and his appearance undoubtedly stimulated Tang Yan, who was angry.

The latter wants to kill him now!

Let him speak, it's just a cat playing with a mouse.

"Just last night, our entire town has handed over all the ancient mirror-making secrets held by each family, all in a box.

As for the part that extends out of itself, it has also been completely burned.

The true sacrifice is repentance and restitution. ” Cheng Yulong's face was serious, and he raised the box in his hand a little higher: "Our ancestors have been paying back human lives all along, and the rest should be returned to their original owners." ” He is right, in a thousand years, the human life taken by mayflies has long been enough.

"He can talk, and he is not small.

Aren't you afraid of dying here today?

Tang Yan threw the paper back, "Why did you go earlier?"

” He kicked the box away.

Cheng Yulong was caught off guard by such a start, and when he was stunned and didn't know what to do, his neck was already clasped by a warm and powerful hand!

The hand pressed him back, and Cheng Yulong's body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Little master?"

His eyes widened, looking at Tang Yan like a frightened rabbit.

Both hands subconsciously grabbed Tang Yan's hand, and quickly let go.

Tang Yan's eyes were red, and he half-knelt above Cheng Yulong.

"Why are you thinking of this now?

Even if it's ten days earlier, just ten days, it won't be like this!

He gritted his teeth, eager to strangle Cheng Yulong.

There was tension here, but in that room, Yuan Song picked up the box and picked up the scattered papers one by one.

"This is your Tang family's secret technique of making mirrors, I can't even understand it.

But the mirror picture is very beautiful.

Every time he picked up one, he also made a comment out loud.

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Cheng Yulong panicked, and Tang Yan couldn't cry or laugh.

"Yuan Song, what are you doing?"

Tang Yan frowned, but the strength in his hand was much looser.

But it did not move away from Cheng Yulong's neck.

"Pick up paper.

Leave me alone, go ahead.

He waved a piece of paper and suddenly looked at Jinghu, "If you don't want them to look away." ” Uh, what is this?

Tang Yan was stunned, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Mirror Lake.

Yes, everyone has been waiting for an apology for thousands of years, but they can't be strangled in their own hands.

He clapped his hands, and regardless of how much his face changed, Cheng Yulong said, "The thing has been delivered, you can get out." ” Cheng Yulong got up with difficulty, and wanted to say something with a white face.

In the end, he didn't say anything, straightened his clothes, bowed in the direction of Tang Yan, and went back.

"Boy, how can I leave with peace of mind if you are like this?"

Yuan Song handed the paper he picked up and the box to Tang Yan.

"I won't leave Mirror Lake with you."

He took the lid of the box, put it at his feet, and continued to check the saddle fit.

Yuan Song smiled bitterly: "I know it's impossible to persuade you to leave with me, but as soon as I leave, you'll be the only one left here."

I'm not at ease. ” After all, the mayfly also killed many descendants of mountain bandits.

Even if Cheng Yulong doesn't have radical thoughts in his heart, it doesn't mean that there are no people in the entire Hanging Mirror Town.

When the time comes, once they make trouble, wouldn't Tang Yan live here alone like meat on the chopping block?

"Have you forgotten the cave on the other side of the river?"

Tang Yan patted the horse's neck and smiled at Yuansong.

Eh, Yuan Song was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "Yes, there is still that cave."

But can you control those demons?

” Tang Yan untied a money bag full of silver from his waist.

"They have been tamed by my sister, no, the house god mayfly.

Now obey my words, if the descendants of those mountain bandits outside the mountain are really unfavorable to me, they will definitely suffer the loss.

Not me. ” "Take it, it's useful on the road."

He threw the money bag to Yuan Song, and helped him carry the Nawa Pine Tree to the wagon.

Yuan Song was reluctant to ask for this silver: "I'm a demon, I don't need this."

You take it, wait a few years to marry a daughter-in-law, and live this life safely and smoothly. ” "Do you think I lack the money to marry my daughter-in-law?"

Tang Yan clapped his hands and put away the horsewhip, "What I lack is the money to revive the Tang family immediately." ” "Well, I know someone, ah, no.

She's a demon now.

There's a lot of gold and treasures, why don't I borrow some for you?"

"Yuan Song is serious.

Tang Yan turned his face away: "No need, you can go quickly." ” This liar has said that he is so miserable.

It turned out to be a happy monster with a place to go back, wouldn't this guy feel a little guilty?

"Hey!

I'm serious!

Yuan Song threw the silver into the carriage, pulled Tang Yan's shoulder, stared into his eyes and said, "Xiao Yan, I know that I lied to you and hurt my feelings.

But I really think of you as a friend. ” Tang Yan's gaze returned to Yuan Song's face little by little.

Yuan Song smiled and plucked a branch of a pine tree and gave it to him: "Stick it in the soil and water it once every three days."

Suppose one day, you encounter a catastrophe that you cannot escape.

Just take this and wait for the time of the demon at dusk. ” "......"

Tang Yan's eyes widened a little.

"When the time comes, you'll see a place called the Twilight Crack.

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After entering, I found a shop called Demon Treasure Pavilion, and I was inside.

Even if I'm not inside, as long as you're holding the branches, they'll help you. ” It's a real farewell.

"Isn't it dusk?"

Tang Yan pursed his lips and tried to squeeze out a smile, "I watched you leave." ” "Okay."