The rain hit the eaves and tiles, and in silence, Shi Mei took a sip of tea, as if he had made up some determination, and said, "I'll show you something."

He took out a rusty bronze mirror from the Qiankun bag, and the edge of the mirror depicts a flying phoenix and a dragon, and carved the sun, moon and universe.

"This mirror is called Yesterday Jian, which is my father's relic. My father's surname is Mu... Master must have guessed it. Mu Yanli and I are half-siblings."

After he said that, he bit his finger and dripped blood on the mirror. The mirror began to fog. After the fog dissipated, some hazy phantoms appeared on the mirror. Those phantoms gradually condensed and formed, giving birth to clear scenes and faces—

It is the observation deck of Tianyin Pavilion. The picture is in the hot summer. The lotus pond below the observation deck is blooming in the lotus pond, and red dragonflies fly low.

A lady in gorgeous clothes stood by the railing, wiping Zhu Kou's little finger up, and was feeding the pastry from the plate with fish. The pond was filled with light. Although this woman was delicate and elegant, she was extremely cold. When she turned her head to talk to the servant, she could see that she had a pair of auspicious phoenix eyes, her pupils were slightly floating, and she had a fierce look of being arrogant because of her beauty.

Chu Wanning frowned slightly, looked at her, then looked up at Shi Mei.

"She is not my mother." Shi Mei smiled as if she had seen Chu Wanning's doubts, "She is Sister Mu's biological mother Lin."

Not long after, a young woman wearing a silk embroidered silk skirt and a maid in Tianyin Pavilion walked into the scroll from the edge of the bronze mirror. She looked at her only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face and gentle virtuous face. Shi Mei gently stroked the mirror and said, "This is my mother... She is the descendant of Song Xingyi, the Lord of Huabi. Gu Yueye raised her as a livestock and did not give her a name. After she escaped, she wanted to give herself a name, but Song was the eldest surname of the Butterfly Bone Beauty, and she dared not take it, so she used the word Huabi, the word Huabi, to give it a homonym, and from then on she called herself Huagui."

"Return means returning home. After my mother learned that the Butterfly Bone Clan could still return to the Demon Realm, she always hoped to take all the tribes home."

The mottled bronze mirror could not cover Huagui's beautiful face. She was talking to Lin respectfully and gently. Chu Wanning noticed that Lin was always cold in the picture, and the other maids were all intimidated and treacherous. Only Huagui was smiling and presented twelve-point sincerity to the hostess.

Chu Wanning raised her eyes: "How did she enter Tianyin Pavilion?"

"It was the high-level disciple of Tianyin Pavilion who helped her. In fact, the books recorded are not the truth. My mother did not leave him after escaping from Gu Yueye. They were in love at that time, so my mother begged him to find a way to release his fellow tribe. The disciple obeyed her and tried to steal the catastrophe fire from Tianyin Pavilion and helped her with her."

Chu Wanning had a slight mark on his eyebrows, and thought to himself that this was the case.

The records in historical books are not always correct. Some truths will slowly be eroded by the torrent of time. When people of that era grow old one by one and their youth will no longer be revealed, no one will know the true appearance of the past.

Shi Mei paused for a moment and continued: "After two years, the cultivation world gradually forgot about the incident of the catastrophe of the lonely moon in the night. It happened that Mrs. Lin from Tianyin Pavilion gave birth to a daughter. Lin was a strange-looking person and was not good at taking care of children, so she needed to find a few girls with quick hands and feet to help. The disciple took this opportunity to introduce my mother into the pavilion. From then on, my mother became Lin's maid."

Hearing this, Chu Wanning looked at the bronze mirror again. At some point, the mirror had changed the scene. Lin was holding a book by the window, while Hua Gui was by her side, holding a child in the cradle and coaxing her with all her heart and responsibilities.

This scene looks gentle at first glance, with the hostess graceful, the maid loyal, and the child cute.

But after careful consideration, I felt that the undercurrent was surging.

“…She later took over Mrs. Lin’s position.”

"...Well." Shi Mei said, "After being in Tianyin Pavilion for a long time, my mother saw the transcendent status of this sect in the cultivation world. After all, she was a little naive at that time, and came up with an idea that she thought she was better than returning to the demon world."

"What."

"Become the wife of Tianyin Pavilion." Shi Mei said, "The descendant of the gods will be worth a thousand gold with just one word. She thought that as long as the Pavilion Master can speak, no one in the cultivation world will harm him in the future - at least no one will blatantly harm the Butterfly Bone Beauty Chair."

The light and shadow change, the dark copper rust on the mirror refuted, and it was still the original observation deck, but it was already winter in an unknown year.

The lotus flowers under the stage were withered and withered. Without dragonflies, there were no red carp in the pond. Those bright creatures and the cold beauty Lin, who had been the same, were gone. Instead, they were flying snow and the faint fragrance of wintersweet, and the back of a woman wearing thick white fox fur.

After a while, a man approached and she looked back when she heard the sound. Her beautiful face was caged in the soft and soft fur of the fox. She smiled at him, and the snow was lost.

At this time, Huagui no longer knew what methods had been used to make the then Tianyin Pavilion Master divorce his original wife, and Lin died shortly after being retired. The high-level disciple who had helped her died strangely was also the one who had helped her.

She finally got what she wanted and became the wife of the head of the Tianyin Pavilion, the descendant of the gods.

The sky was gray with lead and snow. Huagui walked to her husband, first doing good deeds to him, then reached out with a smile and touched the hair of the little girl beside him.

"...Is it Mu Yanli?"

The teacher smiled and said, "Yes."

“…”

"Does the master not quite understand why Sister Mu, as the daughter of Lin, is devoted to my mother and abandons her biological mother instead?"

Chu Wanning did not check whether it was right and continued to look in the mirror.

Mu Yanli looked at a maximum of four or five years old at that time. She was picked up by Huagui without any resistance, and even hugged Huagui's beautiful neck and laughed, as if she was amused by this stepmother.

Shi Mei said, "Lin is depressed, taciturn, and has no admiration. After Sister Mu was born, her condition became more and more serious, even to the point of hurting or self-harm. Once my mother was not watching in the house, she used scissors to pierce the back of Sister Mu's hand and poked four or five holes. My mother came back. She saved Sister Mu, who had already cried, and she."

"A mother who can kill her biological mother, and a mother who loves and takes care of herself since childhood. Sister Mu chose the latter."

As the picture turned, there was a thin layer of ice outside the window, which was covered with longevity and red blessings. It should have been just after the Spring Festival of a certain year, when Huagui sat at the small table of red sandalwood writing.

She sat next to her, two children, one boy and one girl, who were born lonely and cold, while the boy had gentle eyebrows and eyes. It was Hua Binan and Mu Yanli when they were children.

"Okay." Huagui smiled and picked up the rice paper and blew it, and smiled, "Look at the Medicine Sect Spiritual Pill Collection that your mother copied, is it well written?"

Mu Yanli spoke in a slight voice at that time and said with a sharp voice: "Of course my mother wrote it is beautiful."

Shi Mei was even younger and didn't even have the slightest voice. She just sat in the same place and smashed her fingers with relish, watching them laugh and lively.

"My father is obsessed with magic practice all day long, and he is neglected to control my sister and sister on weekdays. My sister and I were taught by her words and deeds." Looking at the situation in the mirror, Shi Mei recalled, "She taught us to read and write, and teach us some of the most basic small spells."

"She can spell it?"

"Only know a little." Shi Mei paused, "The fake moves that scare ordinary people are probably not even able to beat the worst monks."

“…”

"But she is willing to accompany us day and night." With a sigh, Shi Mei's eyes were a little straightened, "No matter how scheming she is or how she treats outsiders, she treats me and Sister Mu, but she is good at digging her heart and lungs."

The scene on the mirror is turning faster, as if time passes by like water, passing by in the gaps of fingers. In many situations that flash by quickly, Mu Yanli and Shi Mei gradually grow up.

In this process, Huagui is guarded by almost every step of the sibling.

On a thunderstorm night, she coaxed Mu Yanli to fall asleep.

In the afternoon of midsummer, she fed her teacher to drink red beans and coix seed soup.

All of these, bit by bit.

"Later, I reached the age of enlightenment of magic. My father personally taught me the magic of Tianyin Pavilion, but I was stupid and could not learn it. He was very disappointed. At that time, I also felt like a useless person - after all, Sister Mu had successfully built the foundation when she was eight years old. But I put in a lot of effort, but I didn't even feel any sense of energy."

The little teacher in the picture sat by the pond in a daze, with a smaller sword on his small knee.

Huagui dragged his long skirt, frowned, and walked past the driftwood bridge. She glanced around and found the lonely and tragic child, and finally relaxed her anxious expression.

She walked to him, leaned over and said something to him, then held Shi Mei in her arms, turned around and walked towards the end of the garden.

"Because she has been in Gu Yueye for a long time, she has seen many people with weak spiritual power who can gain a place in the cultivation world by practicing the Medicine Sect." Shi Mei said, "She did not knock everything over just because Gu Yueye had abused the beauty mat. She convinced her father and let me start practicing the Medicine Gu way from then on."

When Shi Mei talked about the intrigue between men and women before, Chu Wanning roughly knew that Hua Gui had the means, but he didn't understand exactly where the specific power was, so he couldn't say it.

But when he heard this, he suddenly felt the sharpness of this woman-

Gu Yueye was like a nightmare of hell to her, devouring her first half of her life. If it were ordinary people, even if they didn’t hate her, they would have a grudge against the Medicine Sect and would not agree with it. But she knew very well what the Medicine Sect is, what she needed, and how to do it.

She had extremely calm eyes, and even if the hatred was deep, she would never act in anger.

"Her plans have always been orderly. If she takes one step, she may have thought of the next hundred steps. So in addition to taking care of Sister Mu and me, she still has the energy to collect the whereabouts of the tribesmen everywhere, and then hide the truth and provide them with shade."

But obviously, the status of the Butterfly Bone Beauty Xi was still unchanged later. And Chu Wanning remembered that Mrs. Hua passed away very early. There must be some hidden thoughts in this.

Chu Wanning had a vague guess in his heart about the rumors about the descendants of the Butterfly Bone Clan and the God Clan. He asked: "... Later, Mrs. Hua's identity... was exposed?"

Shi Mei did not answer immediately. His pupils were shining with an overly bright luster. At first glance, it looked extremely sharp, like a deep hatred. But when you look closely, it was like a sadness like a tide.

"It shouldn't have been revealed," he said, "My father has no brains and can't even sense his mother's strangeness... But no matter how he says he is, he is a descendant of the gods. Even if the blood of the gods is very small in his body, he will still have some talent perception."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the mirror. The picture had turned to the bedroom of the owner of Tianyin Pavilion, a man with slightly spotted temples lingering in sick bed.

"When I was nine years old, this man fell seriously ill. He was so sick that he hired the best doctor to see him but no cause was found."

Shi Mei said, sneering: "Actually, after knowing the inside story, the truth is very clear. He is the descendant of the gods, and my mother is the descendant of the demons. After the battle between gods and demons, the demon Lord gave a curse - from now on, there must be no combination of gods and demons, and those who violate it will die."

"My father's strange disease was born because of this ancient curse, but because he didn't know it. In the God Realm, perhaps because of mercy, or because he wanted to embarrass the Demon Lord. In short, one night, a God asked his father to dream of him and told him the whole story. And he said... If he wants to survive, he needs to break up with the witch."

Chu Wanning looked at Shi Mei's somewhat ferocious face and waited for him to continue talking.

He knew that things were not as simple as one cut and two cuts.

Master Mei said, "After waking up from the dream, my father was furious. Tianyin Pavilion always wanted wind, wind, rain, rain, rain, and rain. His status in the world of cultivation was transcendent, and everyone respected him as a god. But this woman... this pool of rotten meat that was slaughtered like a pig and dog, and she actually plotted against him, used him, and deceived him."

“…”

"She almost implicated him to death. It's so vicious. So..."

Taking a deep breath, even if it was suppressed, Shi Mei's voice still showed a hint of silence.

He held the tea cup tightly, and the tea there was already cold and he had not finished drinking it. With a thought, he used too much force and the porcelain cup burst with a "bang".

Tea juice splashes...

The mirror was also splashed with tea, and the picture was blurred by amber tea juice. You could vaguely see the man on the sickbed summoning Huagui.

He walked out of the bed barefoot, chatted with her as if nothing had happened, walked towards the door with a smile, turned his back to Huagui, and closed the door with a click and locked it.

——The man turned around and looked towards his wife. A leopard-shaped face appeared in the twisted mirror light and water stains.

Shi Mei shook suddenly, turned the mirror back and smashed it down, and turned it over the mirror and stopped looking at it.

The blue veins on the back of his hand were thunderous, like the roots of a dragon in the tree. Every blood vessel was filled with fear and hatred.

After a while, he buried his face in his palm. His voice seemed extremely tired.

"he……"

He said a word and stopped.

"This beast..." It seemed like there was a flood of hatred to vent, and there were thousands of words to swear, but thousands of horses and soldiers were killed to the throat, and they fought and robbed me, but they didn't know which sentence they were first, so they were silent again.

Shi Mei slowed down again and again. He must have seen this bronze mirror many times, but after so long and so many years, he still hates it.

He slowly stopped trembling. Finally, these hatreds became a seemingly plain sentence.
Chapter completed!