In The Name Of Fang

"Dad, what blood did you just talk about?" The son who was eating breakfast listened to an ear and raised his hand to ask a question.

Xia Yuzhou took the bottle of blood, opened the cork with one finger, and poked a straw to sit with his son.Now that I have enough points in my hand, the family of three has lived a life of drinking sanitized blood every day, and it is considered to be off the poverty line and start to be well off."Ancestor Tuomeng, told me to quickly open up branches and leaves for Lao Xia's family."

Chen Mo knew it clearly: "The elders are forced to marry... Then you can't be with your ex-husband's dad?" "What ex-husband's dad?" Zhou Shu piled up the support items on the sofa, and when he heard this name, he leaned over and looked condemningly. Staring at Xia Yuzhou who taught bad children.

Xia Yuzhou didn't care about his younger brother's stare, although he also wanted to talk to people about "the topic of how to cut Sijun", but his son was underage, and he was even more distracted than Zhou Shu.I had to be patient and explained with the tone of discussing the second child with the eldest son: "It's irrelevant. My ancestors think you are too lonely as the only child, so I asked me to make more children to play with. Xiao Mo wants a younger brother or younger sister. ?"

The broken mirror with a red thread was hung on the index finger by Xia Yuzhou to play.The old brass glowed dark gold in the sun, and the afterimages gradually joined together to form a whole circle.The ancestor crawled out of the mirror to tell his life, but didn't explain the words clearly. Xia Yuzhou wanted to shake the person out of the mirror and asked him to explain exactly how to distinguish the bloodline.

Chen Mo holding the blood bottle, watching his father shake the mirror in his hand, suddenly got up: "Ah!"

This scream made Xia Yuzhou tremble. The mirror came out of her finger, and she fell on the table and made a crisp "bang" sound: "Why is this kid surprised? What's wrong?"

The son didn't speak, and threw down the blood bottle and went upstairs.Not long afterwards, he ran back again, excitedly opened the ancestor's handwritten notes: "This is, Dad, look at this! Is it the record of the mirror?"

Xia Yuzhou looked at the yellowed page.

This is a very inconspicuous page in the manuscript, the paper is a bit torn, and individual writing is not clear.The son’s little hand was placed on the spot where he couldn’t see clearly: “This word is only half of it. I thought it was a “cauldron” before, but it was actually a “jian”!”

Xia Yuzhou shifted his gaze to the line behind:

An Jian, Tong Yin Yang, distinguishing blood, it is said that there is no disease.

Earlier, Chen Mo thought it was the word "cauldron", and wondered what magic weapon this black pot for communicating yin and yang is. He guessed it might be an alchemy furnace that could produce something for blood testing, so it was called Wuji pot.

Just now I saw the mirror in Xia Yuzhou's hand, and suddenly blessed my soul.

In fact, this is talking about mirrors.The dark mirror can link yin and yang and distinguish the blood. The ancestors gave it a name, called the mirror without disease!

"Through yin and yang, distinguish blood," Xia Yuzhou carefully pondered this sentence, the more he thought about it, the more it was.The ancestor said that the way to continue the bloodline is already in his hands, and what he held before going to bed was not this fragment of mirror.If you guess right, this mirror can be used to discern whether a human being can be transformed into a blood race.

"Why didn't you find such important information before?" Brother Zhou Shu sent a soul question.

When the mirror discovered it late, this ancestor's handbook Xia Yuzhou had been obtained a few years ago. It was not as effective as the sixteen-year-old son who studied for half a month after studying hard day and night.

"This sentence is hidden too deep, besides, isn't it because my brain is not good?" Xia Yuzhou said frankly, not ashamed of his brain not being good, but proud of it.

Zhou Shu was speechless and took a look at the note.

This sentence is indeed quite hidden, not because of how remote it was written, but because the ancestors wrote too messy on this page.Before and after this sentence, the records are all irrelevant things.such as:

What kind of tribute sea bass is more spiritual than the ones sold outside. Spiritual means delicious. After cooking, it is very delicious;

Some overseas businessmen gave him a cactus. It was ugly and embarrassing, very annoying.He gave this as a gift to a Master Hou, telling Master Hou that this is an immortal flower, and it won't die without watering it for several days.Lord Hou gladly accepted and returned him a string of pearls and wrote a poem.The ancestors thought that this poem was unreasonable but did not expose it in person...

It's all daily chores. With Xia Yuzhou's quick temper of throwing a fishing rod after three minutes of fishing, it is estimated that he will automatically skip after a few lines. Even if he studies for ten years, the result will still be the same.

This "secret book" is hidden among the gifts given to him by various people.It is said that this mirror was also given by someone else, who was still the emperor.When translating, Chen Mo wondered for a long time why the emperor had to give the ancestor a big black pot, and even suspected that the ancestor was taunting the emperor to let him carry the pot.

Xia Yuzhou enthusiastically held the mirror and began to study.This mirror is an ancient version of DNA sequencer. It can detect whether ordinary people have genes that can be transformed into blood. It is definitely much better than bone marrow matching.But how can this be used?

"Blood to recognize the master." Chen Mo gave a guess.It is written in all kinds of fantasy. If you encounter a magic weapon, drop your blood on it, and then you can start a mode that others can't use.

"This mirror has been passed on for hundreds of years. Who recognizes the owner?" Zhou Shu stopped Xia Yuzhou's mentally handicapped behavior from trying to drip blood.

Chen Mo: "It makes sense." Xia Yuzhou: "..." Is it wiser to recognize one's relatives with blood than to recognize the master with blood?

In order to verify whose idea is more mentally retarded, the three of them dripped blood in different orders.The brass mirror was smeared with blood, it looked very unattractive and did not respond.The mirror is still that piece of waste mirror, and it doesn't even have the function of an ordinary mirror, and you can't put your finger in it after spotting blood.

"There is no mirror world in this mirror!" Xia Yuzhou squeezed his painful fingertips.

Chen Mo thought for a while: "Perhaps this is the meaning of'dark mirror', which is different from ordinary mirrors and belongs to the dark world."

Zhou Shu shook his head: "Don't you think this fragment is particularly like a mission prop in the game? Collect the fragments to get a peerless treasure."

Xia Yuzhou didn't want to care about them, and drove them to school and work. He carried the mirror and went back to clean and continue to study.The clinic’s business today is pretty good. I don’t know how to show off white teeth to Hupengou when I went back with my bald head. Several middle-aged men came one after another.

Basically, they are all the same model, and the first one came in and asked wryly: "I heard that you only need one hundred yuan for cleaning your teeth here?"

The beautiful nurse "Miss He" immediately enthusiastically invited the client to sit on the treatment table and called Dr. Lai Xia, the grinding wheel and the spray gun went into battle, allowing the client to get a new big white tooth from shock and fear to giving up resistance.

"One hundred yuan, thank you for your patronage!"

Teeth cleaning is simple and does not take much effort.Xia Yuzhou would take out that piece of mirror and study it between work.In the ancestor's handwritten notes, there is another record of "Wu Ji Jing" in the second half of the position where the son has not yet translated it.

Dream without disease, carrying a floating life, remembering the young man and bowing his head.

At first glance, these words seem to say that I had a good dream when I was not sick or painful, and I was ashamed to dream of stupid things I did when I was young.But if it refers to the non-diseased mirror, it is different. It should be said that the non-diseased mirror is related to dreams, and the ancestors dreamed of what he did in the second period.

"Boss!" Nurse He yelled for the third time before awakening Xia Yuzhou from contemplation.

Xia Yuzhou didn't look up, "What's the matter?"

He Qing stomped his feet with anger, and Sisi over there said to her: "Brother Qing asked you, yesterday he guarded the clinic's property in time and whether there was any bonus."

Yesterday when the doctor and the police came to take Xia Yuzhou away, Sisi had already left work, and he was alone.As the nurse in charge, he turned off the machine and locked the door before he took a taxi to rescue the boss.

Xia Yuzhou glanced at him obliquely: "No, if you lose something, your salary will be deducted."

Sisi lowered his head and smirked.

He Qing rushed over to assassinate the evil boss in disbelief. He was pinched by Xia Yuzhou with one hand and pressed on the sofa. He was shocked: "Let go of me. If someone sees me, I will be dragged to Shentang." The trembling tone was like a little widow being molested by a bully.

Xia Yuzhou shook his hands and let go of him, and closed the sliding door between the lounge and the reception hall.

Sisi who was isolated: "???"

He Qing hugged the fake chest: "Wow, what are you doing when you close the door? Being known by the lord will trigger a war between the Hanshan clan and the Nanguo clan!"

Xia Yuzhou glanced at him obliquely: "Then answer me a question honestly."

"what?"

"Is there a mirror without the world in the mirror?"

He Qing didn't expect it to be such a serious question, and sat up straight uninterestingly: "Is there a virtual mirror?"

In the Western concept, there is also such a kind of mirror that cannot be entered even if the blood is spotted. It is called a virtual mirror.The virtual mirror is made of special materials and can record some memory fragments. The clan with a long heritage will have such a few virtual mirrors to record the great achievements of the ancestors.

"Can still record?" Xia Yuzhou squeezed the broken mirror in his hand in horror. If the mirror can remember people's dreams, wouldn't the messy dreams he had recently made...

"Yes, but now there is no dream maker, and no one knows how to burn the virtual mirror."

Oh, it turns out that a dedicated technician is needed to burn, Xia Yuzhou is relieved.

He Jin noticed the brass mirror in his hand and took it to look: "Is this your virtual mirror? How come it broke like this."

Xia Yuzhou: "Can it be repaired?" Since the blood family has always had this kind of thing, there should be a way to repair it.

He Qing shook his head, not sure if this thing could be repaired, after all, their family didn't make weapons.Reposted the big eyeballs of the cosmetic contact lenses, he suggested that Xia Yuzhou ask Si Jun, the lord who knows everything knows everything.

Si Jun...

Speaking of Si Jun, I couldn't help but think of the ancestors, of the open branches and leaves, and the frying... My mind was suddenly filled with all kinds of waste materials, and he was suddenly lit in the high temperature, making Xia Yuzhou's face red.

"Ding Dong!"

Lord Yanjing’s mission: Please go to the handmade chocolate shop to make a piece of chocolate and deliver it to the Lord’s apartment within 1 hour.