I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

Lu Yinshuang took a sip of water, his arms were a little stiff, and when he glanced down, he could see Chang Jingyu's disobedient strands of hair scattered under the crown.

He only glanced at it, then moved away without squinting, and said with a normal expression: "Forget it, the mirror is still here, so it's not a loss."

"Yes." Chang Jingyu got up and echoed, "We can also search and investigate these killers in nearby strongholds."

Lu Yinshuang is not a person who is used to complaining about himself. After adjusting his mentality, he stood up and walked towards Xu Ruomei: "Madam, hand over the mirror."

Xu Ruomei hugged her knees tightly, and hid back in horror, her eyes were flushed, as if she wanted to embed herself into the wall.

"You... what are you talking about?" Xu Ruomei said in her heart that her house was like a typhoon passing by, and there was nothing left to hand over, so she shook her head desperately, "I don't understand, I'm just an ordinary woman, please forgive me me."

Chang Jingyu held the ancient mirror, and gradually felt a similar wave of spiritual power in the room.

"The ancient mirror is indeed here, but there is no specific location." Chang Jingyu staggered Xu Ruomei's eyes and said to Lu Yinshuang.

Lu Yinshuang thought for a while, then raised her sleeves to signal the only good chair left by the window: "I am very sorry for frightening Madam. I will not force others to make things difficult for me. Madam, please sit down first."

Xu Ruomei didn't dare to resist, clutching the hem of her clothes, she walked over in small steps, sitting upright as if she was on trial, with her head half down, tears shedding mournfully.

When Chang Jingyu saw the tears falling on the ground, he suddenly caught fire. He was about to rush forward, but Lu Yinshuang, who was always watching him, grabbed him and dragged him to his side.

"Xu Ruomei! Are you only begging and crying?" Chang Jingyu asked sharply. His rationality knew that this was an illusion, but he couldn't help but think of Xu Ruomei kneeling in front of his mother, saying goodbye sadly.

Xu Ruomei trembled in fright, hurriedly wiped away tears and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Chang Jingyu clenched Xuanhuang tightly, he wished he could split the illusion with a sword, but the other half of Gu Jing still had no clue, and the killer was very worried about Xu Ruomei, he couldn't lose clues because of his personal emotions.

"I'll go find the ancient mirror." Chang Jingyu turned around and said to Lu Yinshuang, her voice was hoarse with suppressed hatred.

He couldn't control his mind, and frequently thought of Yin Xinghe's vigorous plan. After Xu Ruomei said goodbye to them, he was about to go to the altar and wait to be sunk in the river. No one in the village was allowed to go out. Killed a spirit beast and lured away the guards.

They agreed on a time and place with Xu Ruomei, and Yin Xinghe took him to wait in the mountains, but when the time came, it was the mountain-searching team led by Xu Ruomei who came.

The villagers threatened that if Xu Ruomei left, they would have to make her brother sacrifice instead. Xu Ruomei finally compromised. She confessed Yin Xinghe truthfully, but concealed that Yin Xinghe was still with her child.

When Lu Yinshuang put on the monocle mirror, Xu Ruomei's trembling shadow shone with the same spiritual power as the ancient mirror, but this kind of trajectory was everywhere in the room. I don't know whether Xu Ruomei was wearing the ancient mirror or hidden. Where did it get contaminated.

Besides, he couldn't search the girl's body.

Just as he was thinking about how to locate it, Chang Jingyu picked out a wooden box from under the low cabinet that he turned over. The corner of the box was blackened, like dried blood.

Lu Yinshuang glanced at it and said, "Then it shouldn't fit the mirror."

His subtext was that you should not rummage, it might be a girl's gadget, but Xu Ruomei suddenly left the chair and shouted: "Don't touch it!"

Chang Jingyu was startled by the shout, and almost threw the box away. He turned his head and looked at Xu Ruomei with a sullen face.

Confusion and fear intertwined in Xu Ruomei's eyes, she slowly covered her head, sobbing and talking to herself: "Don't touch it, please...I'll give you everything, only this..."

Lu Yinshuang hadn't put his glasses back when he saw the aura of ancient mirrors on Xu Ruomei's body suddenly became stronger. He pushed down the frame again, was surprised for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"Give back the box to her." Lu Yinshuang tilted her head to signal, walked up to Chang Jingyu and said in a low voice, "Time is running out, I found a way to take out the ancient mirror, you want to have a peaceful talk with her , or to avenge your past?"

Lu Yinshuang's deliberately suppressed voice was a little lazy and grainy, which made people's ears itchy, Chang Jingyu lost his mind, and said unwillingly: "Even if I really want revenge, it shouldn't be venting to the illusion. "

"That's a pity." Lu Yinshuang clicked, this is the past that Chang Jingyu can't let go of, and it should be his own choice, "Go and guard outside the door, I will solve it."

Chang Jingyu approached slowly, and handed the wooden box to Xu Ruomei.

Xu Ruomei hugged the box tightly like the rest of her life: "It's great, it's not lost..."

"What is so precious." Chang Jingyu couldn't hold back, and asked in a cold voice.

Lu Yinshuang turned her right hand behind her back, helplessly dissipating the sword energy from her fingertips.

When Xu Ruomei raised her head, half of her face was bloody and blood dripped down the lid of the box, re-staining the blackened corner red.

Chang Jingyu gasped, and opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

Xu Ruomei wiped her face, looked at her hands suspiciously, and asked intermittently: "Xian, Xianchang, what's wrong with me?"

Chang Jingyu subconsciously looked to Lu Yinshuang for help, Lu Yinshuang nodded slightly, and he understood everything.

No wonder Lu Yinshuang would let him choose. Chang Jingyu had mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or regret. He thought about questioning Xu Ruomei face to face, making her live in regret for the rest of her life, or simply killing her. But I never thought that Xu Ruomei would have died a long time ago, and as a soul body that survived with obsessions by relying on half an ancient mirror, she lived in Yonghe Village, which would never have a future.

Xu Ruomei took a few steps back, and the window frame that had been damaged by the sword qi was overwhelmed and broke. She almost tripped over the low window, and when she stabilized her figure, the cold moonlight was streaming down through the clouds, splashing unreservedly on her.

Half of the ancient bronze mirror emerged from her gradually transparent chest.

Xu Ruomei lowered her head, looked at herself in a daze, and sighed after a while: "I'm sorry."

Chang Jingyu's palm was bleeding from his nails, his Adam's apple rolled, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Shut up!"

His heart was suffocated, he didn't know where to face the murderous aura mixed with Jianmang and dismantled the only remaining furniture.

Chang Jingyu remembered that when he just remembered, Xu Ruomei came to visit with her mother, and giggled when he heard his name.

Xu Ruomei smiled and said, why are you called a whale? My brother said that a whale is so big, so you should be a small fish.

Later when he grew up, Xu Ruomei didn't know when he became mature and obedient, and he was no longer willing to take him around to mischief, until Xu Ruomei knelt at the door of his house, he still thought that Xu Ruomei would leave with them.

"You... how are you doing?" Xu Ruomei asked timidly, like a friend who hadn't seen her for many years, and her words were full of guilt.

"Don't bother you." Chang Jingyu said nervously.

Xu Ruomei didn't dare to look at him again, and said to herself: "Time flies so fast, now that I'm awake, it seems that my escape here is just a matter of time, my aunt told me to meet up on the mountain, and it was yesterday that we left Yonghe Village together."

"I thought I would never have a chance to say it. It's good to see you now. I knew that you were watching that day, and I also knew that I have already carried sins that cannot be washed away in my life."

Xu Ruomei's expression was calm, as if resigned to fate, she suddenly stretched out her hand into her chest, abruptly pulled half of the ancient mirror away from her body, and her figure began to blur instantly.

Chang Jingyu moved his fingers, but finally just looked at her quietly, waiting for her to finish speaking.

"After my aunt died, disasters continued in the village. My father and mother married me to a businessman who passed by the village, and exchanged some rice noodles for money. I can be regarded as a high climber." Xu Ruomei sat down on the spot, smiled self-deprecatingly, "I tried my best to learn how to manage the business, but he didn't like me very quickly. He threw the store that had been losing money for years to me to escape from debts. I had no choice but to hand over all the property of the store. I wanted to go back to Yonghe Village, but But I heard that there was a wildfire in the village, and no one lives there."

"In my whole life, I've been like duckweed, drifting with the current with nowhere to go." Xu Ruomei glanced at the wooden box in her hand for the last time. She couldn't hold it anymore, so she simply put it on the ground and pushed it back to Chang Jingyu, " That night I sneaked back to my aunt's house and found this wooden box in the closet where we often played hide-and-seek. There was a letter and a precious jade pendant in it. They were all left to you by her, but unfortunately I couldn't keep them... ...she prepared to die generously to save me."

"I should go and apologize to her."

At the end of Xu Ruomei's speech, her voice was almost inaudible, and her figure gradually dissipated, like a thin cloud illuminated by the moonlight, turning into specks of stardust scattered between the sky and the earth.

Chang Jingyu silently went to take back the ancient mirror, picked up the wooden box again, and murmured: "I won't forgive her, senior... I won't forgive her, but she has already lost her soul, and there is no chance to apologize again."

Xu Ruomei's obsession propped up the entire Yonghe Village. At this time, the illusion was lifted, leaving only ruins and ruins everywhere. The sword energy erupted around Chang Jingyu, razing the entire dilapidated house to the ground.

Among the flying sand and stones, Chang Jingyu, who was exhausted, did not forget to apply the Wind Control Art to Lu Yinshuang. Lu Yinshuang is not good at comforting others. The scene of Xu Ruomei's dying moment was reproduced.

I saw Xu Ruomei hugging the wooden box tightly and staggering wildly, but she tripped over the messy vines on the way. Before she got up, she had already caught up with a fierce gangster behind her.

The man grabbed her twice, but failed to snatch the wooden box from her arms. In a fit of anger, he grabbed her hair and knocked it hard against the hard stone on the ground. After she was completely silent, he turned out of the box. Yupei walked away swaggeringly.

"I don't want to judge anything for you, but you should get this jade pendant back." Lu Yinshuang looked at Gu Jing who had returned to silence.

Chang Jingyu nodded, and asked him again: "I remember senior asking me if I have the jade pendant of Yanshan Jade, how did senior know that at that time?"

Lu Yinshuang thought up his speech in the blink of an eye, and said without changing his face: "Maybe it was brought by Lingtang."

Chang Jingyu didn't doubt that he was there, so she dragged a piece of wood and sat down in the ruins. The surrounding courtyards showed their hideous and ugly faces, only the night was equally peaceful.

He wiped the wood with his sleeve, and this time Lu Yinshuang didn't care if it wasn't clean, so he sat down next to him as Chang Jingyu wanted.

Chang Jingyu opened the wooden box, and there was only a faded letter inside. When he opened the envelope, he saw a few lines scrawled on the paper.

"My son Jingyu, I will also be unwilling to lose my cultivation base, but Fairy Xinghe's strength of character is still there, with great Yin and Yang, life is like a deposit, I hope you take care of yourself."

Chang Jingyu pinched the letter paper and smiled slightly at Lu Yinshuang: "Mother's handwriting is not very good, I have never heard her say such serious words, if she tells me in person, I will definitely be shocked ..."

The tail of his words gradually trembled, and he could no longer hold back his emotions. He turned around and put his head on Lu Yinshuang's shoulder, clutching his sleeves and crying silently.

The author has something to say: I changed the title of the article, and I spent half the night covering the cover. I didn’t dare to change it because I was afraid you wouldn’t find it cute. I finished typing [-] characters at three o’clock. I think it’s better to save it until the morning and post it. It will not affect the _(:з」∠)_ updated at night