In the picture in the bronze mirror, the first thing that appears is a river with magnificent waves and a vast atmosphere.

If Chen Feng was there, he would find that there were more red maples by the river, and this river should be on the Red Maple Island.

The picture turned again, the sun was setting on the big river, and the resentful pipa girl was congratulating the sadness of the people facing the vast river.

The night is rising, smoke is covered with cold water, and most ships have already landed, and the lights are lit up one after another. Pedestrians traveling outside will spend an extremely deserted Qingming Festival night.

At this time, an official boat was moving in the night on the middle of the water. As the saying goes, "The official horse is thin, but the official boat is leaking." However, the official boat was sailing forward, but the official boat was decorated with gorgeous decorations. Then the lights showed an antique dragon-headed incense burner standing on the bow of the boat. The huge white sail was painted with mysterious Yin and Yang fish. Several beautiful Taoist children stood solemnly around the hull with whisks in their hands.

It is not surprising that Taoists have such power in the picture. Secular people often worship Buddhism, especially at that time. The more emperors in power are the ones in wine and meat, and the kings in powder, they are particularly obsessed with Taoist elixir and mercury and arts in the room. Many times, Taoists vaguely suppress Buddhism, which is why.

The red curtains lie on the ship, and the official ship has now been dressed up as a wedding ship. It seems that the wedding date is urgent, and it is actually a greedy journey at night.

The bride who is waiting to marry on the boat has skinny shoulders and waist, handsome eyes and eyebrows, which makes people forget the world. The most strange thing is that her appearance is actually seventy-sixth-slightly similar to Chen Feng.

At present, she was about to go out along the river and go to the capital thousands of miles away with the marriage ship.

Although it is the season when grass grows and birds fly, it has rained all night in the past few days and nights, and pear blossoms are all over the ground during the day. Even though there are kites everywhere in the sky, it cannot hide the grief of nature.

At this time, the lights were like beans, and the bride was about to get married. She had obviously just cried. She held her cheeks with her forehand and stared at the river water passing out of the window in a daze. Strangely, not far away from her, there was a small bed. A baby who was not yet old was sleeping soundly, with a shiny line of saliva hanging on the baby's mouth, which showed that he was sleeping very sweetly.

The woman turned her gaze to the baby and gently wiped the baby's saliva, showing infinite pity.

Finally, the woman showed a determined expression in her eyes, held the baby in her arms, and quietly came to the stern of the boat without the Taoist boy's guarding.

There, a thin rope tied a large wooden basin. The woman showed pain and kept kissing the baby's face bag. The baby woke up and started laughing.

Hearing footsteps coming from nearby, the woman resolutely put the baby into the wooden basin, took out an ancient bluestone from her arms, hung it on the baby's neck, emitting a soft glow. Then, the woman carefully hung the wooden basin on the water surface. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached, and someone actually came over. The woman closed her eyes in despair and resolutely cut the rope short.

The baby left his mother and finally burst into tears and waved in the wooden basin. In a blink of an eye, the wooden basin lost its trace with the surging river water, and I don’t know what fate is.

The woman burst into tears, and her silver teeth chewed her cherry lips, as if she was crying: "Child, if God pleads with mercy and saves your life, you must live well..."

The crows on the river bank are sturdy and hoarse, the moonless night sky is like clear frost, and the grains are falling and desolate.

Inadvertently, the ship had reached the estuary of the sea. A rare strong wind blew on the river surface. Then heavy rain poured down, and waves were surging for a moment. Suddenly, the hull was shocked and it actually hit the reef.

Immediately, the huge waves had swallowed the official ship and everyone.

For a moment, the rain was raining and the soul was broken.

As the official ship disappeared in the huge waves, the picture finally dissipated slowly, and a crisp sound was heard, and the ancient mirror shattered.

The old man was stunned for a while, as if he could not believe the facts in front of him.

After a long time, the old man stroked the broken mirror and sighed: "It's been fifteen years, and the picture presented is the same as the one that the sect master recovered back then. Especially for the child, there is no trace of the picture. I have understood the magic of the obsession mirror back then and never made any mistakes. Under my operation, as long as I am not a secret person with a cultivation level of above the secret master, I can easily find out his past whereabouts, not to mention that the obsession mirror is now better than the past? However, the obsession mirror is actually broken? This is a top-grade secret weapon that the secret master cannot easily break, and will soon be promoted to the ranks of secret treasures. Could it be that this child is really like the sect master's message and is no longer alive? I have violated the orders of the sect master in recent years, so why are I forgot to do it? No, the lady's child will definitely not be in trouble!"

Thinking of this, tears appeared in the corners of the old man's wrinkled eyes. He stood there in a daze, looking at the fragments of the obsession mirror in front of him, looking so lonely and sad.

Besides, Chen Feng walked through the woods, and the dilapidated houses in front of him were the place where the mortals were.

The mortal hall is called Yizhuang or Coffin elsewhere. According to Chen Feng, the reason why Shelu Town set up a mortal hall here is because it is a hub for traveling and people from all over the world often pass by. Due to the different burial customs in various places, once these people die here, it is equivalent to burying their bones back to their hometowns. However, some people's journey is really far away, and it is indeed very difficult to transport the corpses back. Here, whether they are carrying corpses or driving them, because the journey is long, it only takes two or three months or even half a year. Moreover, many dead people are alone and die.

Then, no one cares about it, let alone burial. Therefore, these corpses were stored in the cemetery, called "Zanji". The county paid for the corpses to hire people to guard them for full-time work and managed by Shelu Town. However, the custodians in the cemetery were originally unwilling to do beggars, and a few people who were willing to do it were too courageous. There was no way, an old coroner in the county had to recommend himself after retirement and came here to make some wine. Anyway, he had been dealing with corpses all his life. He used to think about death, but now he is still guarding death. There is no difference between the two. Who would have thought of the consequences of death?

When Chen Feng came to the dilapidated courtyard wall of the monarchy, it was almost dusk. From a distance, the blood-red sun set on the roof of the monarchy, emitting a lazy glow. Several crows stood blankly on the roof, and were not afraid of hearing the voices. They screamed a few times, pulled a few shit before they flew away slowly.
Chapter completed!