"Will a white-haired witch suddenly pop out in the mirror?" Zhang Zi suddenly remembered a comic I read before, in which there was a witch with three thousand feet of white hair. The superpower of a witch who controls the mirror and travels back and forth in the world of the mirror. Even if it is just a small reflection on the water surface or even a glass cup, perhaps, the witch will suddenly appear. The white hair like a waterfall confused the minds of countless people, and the flowers at death slowly bloomed in this moment.

It's the color of blood.

Zhang Zi looked around. The world was full of mirrors. Whether on the ground or around, the sky was full of mirrors. Mirrors were big and small, and their shapes were different. There were diamond-shaped fragments, just like a complete mirror that broke the randomly assembled. The mirror reflected in it was extraordinary: only a misty color could be seen from the mirror, and even if you stood close, you could not see your own appearance.

This mirror is really interesting.

"There has never been a true cycle of life and death. A person will only have a lifetime. After the end of this life, everything about him in this world will be completely destroyed."

Zhang Zi suddenly searched around and heard a mysterious sound, but he couldn't find the source of the sound. It seemed to be coming from all directions, and it seemed to be connected to himself. After thinking about it carefully, he only knew that the sound was mysterious but he didn't know what he was saying. Unsuccessful thinking, he felt that something was approaching. It turned out that he had walked to a mirror without realizing it. Just as he was about to shake his head and sigh casually, a figure in Yu Guangzhong moved slowly. Zhang Zi raised his head and his pupils suddenly dilated.

The misty colors in the mirror condensed into a human form, which was similar to Zhang Zi, but they were dressed in different ways, with a blue shirt and a simple folding fan in their hand. Just like that, he walked slowly towards Zhang Zi. No, maybe it shouldn't be said that the man in blue was moving, but Zhang Zi approached the mirror and went in.

"This coming seems extraordinary. He actually felt the same kind of breath on him. I don't know if he wants to try this kind of life. Haha, since he has come to my world, then try it according to my wishes." On the disappeared earth, a spirit of nothingness suddenly appeared, sometimes as cunning as a boy, sometimes as if an old man had a deep beard. He touched the occasionally white beard in confusion and said in confusion, "It's just that the sound that just now appears is not under my control. Are those guys bored? But it doesn't feel like it."

"There are not many people who can do this quietly, it's strange."

If you give this spirit a name, it is Mirror Soul, the master of the mirror world. At this time, the monk Zhengzhang Er was confused and thought about the origin of the strange sound, and Zhang Zi really began his first life.

A man in green, a rural water pavilion.

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"Aniu, you are indeed here!"

Under the shade of the willow trees in summer, a man slowly opened his eyes and the leaves fell off his face. Just now, a leaf was blinding his eyes and enjoying the quiet time at noon.

The leaves fell down and saw the world clearly again. There was no need to think about who said the voice. In the field of vision, a generous woman appeared. Although she wanted to dress up simpler, the golden silk in the clothes showed her honor. The man stood up and shook his head. He was just a blue shirt. If it were someone else, it might be like a farmer in the field. The man dressed with a more charm like a fairy.

"Ling Yan, didn't you say that you came to me again in the afternoon? You are a big girl's house and you are not afraid of degrading your identity." The man laughed and saw that the woman approached, he took the woman's little hand and sat under the willow tree. The woman was used to it, without any reserve, and was talking to the man face to face and talked.

"The family is so boring. I want to play with you, so I'll come to find you!"

"I'm thinking about life! Every time you come, I can only stop. Hey, do you think you are my lucky star or my misfortune star?" The man lay down behind his back, lying down, closed his eyes. Seeing him like this, the woman sat on the side with her knees crossed. The man's head was very close to the woman's legs, but the quaint clothes would not reveal much. At this time, the man closed his eyes, and the woman took out a small folding fan from her waist, and gently shook it.

The wind is blowing.

"It must be a lucky star. If I were not a talented woman, you wouldn't know how to farm in the corner and want to have time to think about life, maybe it would be sunburned into tanned charcoal!"

"If I hadn't had you, my current state of mind would have probably reached the saint!"

"boast!"

"By the way, A Niu, what are you thinking about now? Tell me." The woman approached a little, and the faint fragrance on her body made the man's eyebrows slightly move. I don't know whether it was stretching or frowning, but his expression did not change.

"I was wondering, why didn't your parents control you and play with me, a poor boy, every day. If you were going to marry me in the future, your parents would probably want to beat me to death." The man spread his hands and expressed helplessness, but he still closed his eyes.

"Hmph! I don't marry you even if I marry a dog. I'll remember it. If I marry you, I will make cows and horses for me every day in the future and make delicious food for me. When I want to travel around the mountains and rivers, you have to accompany me. When I feel uncomfortable, you have to be by my side, I......"

As the woman spoke, she found that the man suddenly sat up, covered her mouth, and showed a sly smile on her face.

"Do I say you are stupid or are you stupid? Meeting such an abnormal mind is really a great misfortune in life!" The man did not care about the subtle meaning of the woman's words. It was not the first time that such a flirting was like this, nor did he care about the woman who was covered with her mouth struggling with her big watery eyes staring at Zhang Zi blankly - because the woman's struggle was weak and powerless. The man turned his head and looked at the village head in the distance, where there was a dog-raising family.

"Hey, Awang, did you hear it? Ling Yan said he wanted to marry you. Your second half of your life will be over, hahaha!"

Suddenly, a strong force came from his right hand. The man turned his head and found that the woman had stood up. Oh, I had joked, why are you still staying here? Run! The man stood up, felt a fierce look, and ran away.

"Aniu, I'm not finished with you!"

A few dozen seconds later, a loud bang came from under the willow tree.

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The single name of a man is named Zi, which is taken from his parents. This is true. The woman has forgotten her real name. I only know if she is Lingyan or the man gave her. I still remember the self-introduction after getting to know each other-

"I am not allowed to change my name or not. I have the only name Zi. You can call me Zijun. Of course, Zishuai is fine, so I accept it just by accepting it."

"Oh, A Niu." The woman said after hearing this.

The man was a little surprised. He thought about what A Niu represented in the ancient book, but only found that this was a super ordinary name and retorted, "A Niu? My name is Azusa!"

"Okay." The woman remembered the initial play, and it was normal for her to do so at this time.

"It's up to you, Ling Yan." Seeing that the woman insisted, the man didn't try to correct her. He thought about it and gave the woman a nickname. Anyway, he didn't care about his name when he first met.

"What did you say?"

"Ling Yan, do you have anything to say? Oh, don't tell me your name, I already know."

"What do the two words Lingyan mean?"

"Talk less and do more!"

"Okay, you are like a cow."

"Miss Lingyan, silence is gold, you will make a lot of money."

"you!"

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Life is getting easier and easier. The two of them went from getting to know each other in the first place and never left each other. Ling Yan fell in love with Aniu. Aniu, the man whose real name is Azusa thought it was good to have such a woman accompany him in life, so he reluctantly accepted it. Of course, after saying this, Ling Yan was despised by him.

Ling Yan was born in a wealthy family, but fortunately, her parents cared about her happiness very much and did not force her. Perhaps because her parents started from scratch and truly loved each other, they hoped that their daughter would also get real happiness. When they came to the door to give the betrothal gift, A Niu was still muttering that her life was over. Fortunately, Ling Yan's parents did not hear it, because when they entered the door, a pair of jade hands had hooked on A Niu's waist, and gently rotated it would always cause nerve tremors, causing the latter to sweat coldly.

The wedding of the two was held as scheduled. Most of the weddings of wealthy families were grand, but they were relatively indifferent. They called some relatives and friends casually and got married in a hurry and simple manner. After getting married, they just got married and could no longer rely on their parents. Everyone understood the principle of sitting around empty-handed. Ling Yan was clever and could weave cloth. He opened a textile shop, and the business was good. Seeing this, A Niu had no business, he went to become the owner of the store. He said he was the boss, but he was just a hand-off manager, just collecting money. However, Ling Yan didn't care. She liked to weave clothes and A Niu liked to read books. The two of them were often in the same study room and did their own things. Sometimes, Ling Yan, who weaved cloth, would look up at A Niu, who was completely immersed in the sea of ​​books.

"This guy is so fascinated!" What is Ling Yan's longest sigh? This is the only thing he said.

Working from sunrise and resting from sunset. There are occasional quarrels in life, and we quickly shake hands and make peace. However, the way of quarrels is often A Niu admits defeat. After all, quarrels are exclusive to women. In life, there are conflicts with others. At this time, only A Niu appears, which is really a big shot. Usually, it looks very quiet, but when fighting, he is not ruthless at all. After a fight, no one dares to come for a second time. Therefore, there is almost no dispute with others in life.

The residence is not big, but there is a pavilion. Every time it is a stormy day, A Niu will go to the pavilion, drink a sip, and say something, and be happy.

"Looking on the building and listening to the wind and rain, looking at the rivers and lakes indifferently, who knows the true meaning of this?" The grass in the pavilion danced with the wind, and the drizzle hit it just made the grass look green. A Niu looked at the dim sky, and his thoughts settled into the world of black and white.

There is no light and shadow, no good and evil, no right and wrong, a chaos, first opening, seemingly there is and nothing.

The rural waterfronts are in the misty rain, leisurely and leisurely, and only after falling flowers are known.

At some point, Ling Yan snuggled in Aniu's arms. Their hair was a little gray, but their faces did not look old. Time seemed to leave no traces on them. It was just that time passed to tell others that Aniu and Ling Yan were already old couples.

"Aniu, think about life, what do you think is the meaning of life?" Ling Yan and Aniu lay on the tiles on the eaves under the night moon and starry sky, looking at the chess and stars in it. Ling Yan asked softly.

"I don't know." A Niu closed his eyes, "But I think it's good to be with you."

"Not?"

"It's gone."

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"Look, he is the legendary boy who can't cry, so cool!"

"I have such a good temperament, so I'll learn from him."

"I think you all were wrong. Maybe he was born with flaws. I heard that there is a kind of person born different from others."

"Aren't you saying that he might be a genius?"

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I haven't finished speaking yet. I heard that some people have a disease when they are born, their faces don't move, and they don't have any expressions. You said that they usually have cool expressions and don't cry. Are they suffering from this disease?"

"If you want me to see, you are jealous of others!"

A young man put his hands in his sleeve, his hair drooping in his ears, as if he had not been washed for a few days and was a little confused, but his slightest slimness, slightly silky and short-sighted. The shortness here is not a derogatory term, but just a pure adjective - the young man did not look too far away, occasionally looked at his feet, as long as he didn't step on the skewers that hurt his feet. The people around him occasionally pointed at him, but he was already accustomed to all this and did not care about other people's comments. He just walked slowly on the street, walked from the morning glow to the night, walked into the deep mountains, and walked out of the deep mountains.

There are many things that make him look different from ordinary teenagers. He was temporarily rated as an orphan. But he just didn't find his biological parents, and maybe he wouldn't be able to find them in his life. This is not the biggest difference. The biggest difference is that this little boy will not cry from the moment he was discovered, and no matter how he beats and scolds him, he will not have a single tear.

People in the world are very different. People who are meddling in business also sponsored their food, clothing, housing and transportation. The boy was interesting. He didn't say a word, but he silently accepted some things. He looked at them, looked at them and threw them away. Therefore, occasionally, people scolded him, and did not retaliate. If he beat him, he occasionally fought back. The boy's expression was full of indifference.

"My name is Mo, cold Mo." At some point, the boy introduced his name to a girl, so the name was also spread: in the city on the bank of the Jiangbei River, there was a cold boy named Mo, who had no tears.

One day, the boy suddenly disappeared, and the world was surprised to find it but couldn't find it. Over time, it gradually disappeared. When the boy was discovered again, it was a few years later on the mainstream river in Jiangbei.

The boy was rafting, looking at the green mountains on both sides of the river, sometimes hearing a few sounds of monkeys, sometimes watching the birds go away, the sky is blue, the water is clear, and the mountains are green, like an arc slipping away from the bottom of his eyes, the old scenery goes to the distance, and the new journey slowly begins.

I have never seen the green mountains, green water and white clouds.

The past will eventually turn into a bubble, and the future will disappear sooner or later. Why bother?

"Good times shine on the eternal rain, the wind is gone, and it is difficult to fall asleep all year round. Why do you need to leave the guest and meet under the moon?"

"The moon shines and flows, and the sun sets red for thousands of years. I sigh that I can leave my dreams after the moon, and I only paint a few sadness for the woman."

The boy chanted this poem in the time of time, and the boat people passing by naturally did not take it seriously. But if the protagonist is a young man who cannot cry, it would be a different matter. Most boat people don’t know the strange stories on the land, but they can’t stand the saying that there is a chance encounter in this world: a person who once had the same place as a young man met a young man in the world. After listening to this poem and thinking about it carefully, it was also meaningful, so he passed on the poem. The poem is not very good, but the boy is a legend. After knowing that the crying boy who has been "lost" for many years has returned to the world again, there are more and more light boats on the lakes and seas in the north of the river.

With more ships, it becomes natural to encounter by chance.

"Hey, I want to ask you, is the legend of you, a boy who doesn't cry? Have you really never cried?"

"I heard that your name is Mo, right? I'm very curious, how did you live, why there was no expression on your face, and why there was no tears?"

"Hehehe! Look here, what does the poem you recite mean? You only paint Yiren. Have you ever loved women?"

"I'm here, I'm here, Oye, legend!"

The boy had just come out of the boat and found himself surrounded. Fortunately, perhaps because of the struggle, all the ships were at least ten meters away. However, the dozens of people standing on the boats were saliva flying in their mouths and countless noises sounded in their ears, which were harsh and meaningless.

The boy raised his hand and signaled everyone to calm down. Coincidentally, everyone was very obedient and waiting for the boy to speak.

"My name is Mo." The boy looked around, "Your arrival is a disturbance to me. To be honest, your existence has no meaning to me. I will not place it on things that have no meaning."
To be continued...