Spiritual Copper Mirror

  I don't know where Zhou Meng got such great strength, my wrist was pinched by her until it felt sore. Her face was expressionless, and with a slight lift of her hand, I felt an intense pain as my hand was twisted in front of me.

  "What's with the Hyakki Bako?" Her gaze left my face and fixed intently on the Hyakki Bako.

  "Coin purse, bought from a two-dollar store, you like it, I'll give it to you, hehe." I don't know if my face underwent some kind of deformation due to the pain.

  Her face showed a "believe it or not" expression. Is Ahn's excuse really that lame?

  She probably thought I wasn't sincere, her eyebrows furrowed and the force in her hand increased again. I had a premonition that if she didn't let go, I would have to go to the hospital for a plaster cast.

  "Cool sister, after all, I did save you. Do you have to interrogate me like this?" My voice was already shaking with sobs.

  She automatically blocked out everything else I said and increased her efforts.

  It's all over, an innocent victim, and another disabled person has been added to the world.

  The force on my wrist suddenly weakened, and I saw Fu Yao's murderous aura as he grasped Zhou Meng's arm, separating her from me. Lao Ya gently grasped my injured wrist, shielding me beside her.

  Zhou Meng still didn't have much expression, but fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, and Fu Yao seemed to be preparing for a final blow.

  "You bully a mentally handicapped child, are you proud of yourself?" Lu Yao also got angry and severely criticized Zhou Meng. I was so moved that I wanted to bang my head against the wall to death.

  "It's a misunderstanding, she is my roommate." Although it's a bit unreasonable, if everyone was as cute as Lili, that would be great.

  Fu Yao heard this and loosened his grip. Zhou Meng let out a pained hum, furrowed his brow at me for a moment, then returned to the dormitory.

  "Didn't you say we were going to get something important?" Zhou Mengyi walked away, and the old mother duck immediately put on a dignified appearance.

  "Yes, tissues are very important, hehe." He pulled out a tissue from his pocket and showed it to her. The old mother duck's face suddenly turned green, and Fu Yao's eyes sparkled with amusement, no longer filled with murderous intent.

  Outside the window of the corridor, among the dark green branches, Qi Yizhao wore a black suit and held a black umbrella, quietly watching everything unfolding before his eyes, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, full of playful meaning.

  "Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the master for doing this?" A woman in a black leather jacket, with a high ponytail and a phoenix tail flower tattooed on her eyebrow, had an icy expression, exuding a murderous aura, and quietly walked to Ou Ye's side.

  Qiu Yi Zhao Mei's eyes sparkled with amusement as she said lightly, "Qian Yao, you're being too serious." She turned and left.

  "Old mother duck, you're doing great in Xintai City, this house is much better than our dormitory." Luoya's house was actually just an ordinary one with over 100 square meters, three bedrooms and a living room. But she had been out for several years and could afford to buy a house by herself in expensive Xintai City, which made her my idol.

  "Don't compare my home with your doghouse." Loya swept out the guest room for me.

  "Ah ha, I'll take one room and you guys can have another? Hmm..." I raised an eyebrow at them with a sly expression. Before Laura could react, I obediently dragged my suitcase away as fast as I could.

  After putting away all the luggage, I found it was time for dinner, and my stomach protested.

  In the dining room, Fu Yao was carrying several delicious home-cooked dishes to the table, while Lao Ya was wearing an apron, looking like a virtuous wife and good mother.

  "It's really your good fortune, if I were the only one here, I'd probably be eating instant noodles or takeout at most, who would have thought I could eat something she made with her own hands." I gazed at Fu Yao with a mix of envy and admiration, picked up my chopsticks and was about to pick up a piece of meat.

  Lao Ya quickly knocked the chopsticks out of my hand, "Go wash your hands, or you'll get dysentery."

  How embarrassing! I had no choice but to stick out my tongue and run to the kitchen to wash my hands.

  Something's not right, I recently found that Luoye and Fuyao always blush when they look at each other. Just as I was thinking this, the copper mirror in my pocket flashed twice, indicating agreement. Indeed, it's you and me who have been through life and death together, so I patted the copper mirror twice.

  "That girl has a problem." I thought Fu Yao was going to say something constructive, but after half a day, he just said this sentence. It's good to start a conversation, otherwise this meal is too boring.

  "What's wrong?" Seeing I didn't react, Luoyi continued.

  Fu Yao furrowed his brow slightly, "What she's holding is a Dream Pen."

  I didn't want to interrupt their conversation, but after hearing Fu Yao's words, I couldn't help but feel a shock in my heart. Pi Meng Bi is something I'm familiar with - it's the heirloom of the Dream Interpretation Family, and to put it simply, it's a treasure that's extremely valuable.

  Fu Yao and Lao Ya looked at me in unison with a tacit understanding.

  "What am I doing? I don't know." "I don't know either, but she might have saved me once."

  I recounted the story of touching the toilet last time, and as expected, Lao Ya burst out laughing. Fortunately, I didn't tell her that in reality, I not only touched the outside of the toilet.

  Fu Yao coughed a few times, covering up his smile, "It should have nothing to do with you, it's probably because she used the Brush of Dreams to break the illusion."

  Who would have thought that our dormitory actually hid such a powerful character, the heir of the Dream World, next time I'll buy a roasted chicken to accompany him and build a good relationship, one day I can ask for protection, when I'm short on cash, I can also go collect protection fees, haha.

  The night is still so deep, and darkness has swallowed all the stars.

  Lying in bed, feeling uncomfortable all over, tossing and turning, I actually couldn't sleep. Recently, too many strange things have happened, although it's not the first time I've encountered them, but I'm still very scared, afraid of being drawn into fate again. When I was nine years old, after my good grandmother helped me get rid of the evil spirit, my life became just like an ordinary person's, peaceful and stable, and slowly forgot everything from before. (Small note: The story of Labor Hawk at that time will be told separately later.)

  I slept restlessly, and even the pillow began to shake. The copper mirror under the pillow emitted a faint, pale glow, which suddenly flew into the air and circled around me.

  "It's not apparent, but you're a heavy iron lump that can fly quite lightly." For some reason, I always feel that this copper mirror is harmless to me, even if it may have been stained with several lives.

  The words had barely fallen when the copper mirror flashed brightly and dived down, hitting me straight on the head.

  "Ah, still remembering the grudge, fortunately it wasn't a heavy collision, otherwise I would have been disfigured." He said, covering his forehead.

  The copper mirror seemed to have taken advantage of the situation, fluttering a few times in front of me before flying towards the door. It passed through the door and disappeared from my sight.

  Out of the room, I saw a copper mirror slowly flying towards the door. Fu Yao was sleeping on the sofa and wasn't startled at all.

  I tiptoed along, as if I were a thief, trying to slow down my footsteps, following the copper mirror out of the gate.

  The voice-controlled lights in the corridor lit up one by one, but the faint light was still swallowed up by the darkness far away. Dare not think more, dare not look more, afraid of things that should not exist in the dark.

  The copper mirror arrived at the rooftop and stopped in the middle of it, emitting a faint blue glow.

  The night is so deep, without stars. Looking around, there are only a few neon lights dozing off on some high-rise buildings in the distance.

  As soon as I stopped moving, fear filled my brain in an instant. The familiar pale light now seemed somewhat eerie to me. The sound of "drip, drip..." shook my eardrums, making me feel like something was approaching me.

  Every hair on my body stood on end, I held my breath and remained motionless, my scalp and hands were numb, and fine beads of sweat broke out because something had silently come up behind me and touched my shoulder.

  We stood still like this on the rooftop in the dark night...