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you are the monster...

Wan Tenglinmu looked at it in a cloud of mist, not knowing what the picture in the mirror meant.

The mirror did not pause, and continued on.

The picture gradually became brighter, and it turned back to the appearance of a small village.

In a dilapidated, simple, but cozy log cabin.

Mr. Shang's mother is making the quilt.

"This kid, he can't make a quilt when he's too old, really..."

Halfway through my mother's words, the quilt shook, and suddenly something fell out of it.

Kaga——

fall to the ground.

When the mother looked down, her complexion immediately changed, pale and pale...

"The child's father! The child's father! Come and see!"

A man walked in from the outside: "What's wrong?"

The woman pointed at something on the ground, her fingertips were trembling: "Mirror...mirror...how could this thing be here?!"

The man's face turned pale in an instant: "Why... this..."

"Don't touch this thing, otherwise there will be a catastrophe!"

"Why is it in Dabao's room!"

A mirror with simple patterns lay quietly on the ground.

squeak-

The door was pushed open, and the little boy walked in from the outside, and said calmly, "I picked it up outside, so I took it back."

As the little boy said, he bent down to pick up the mirror.

hiss-

The moment the little boy touched the mirror, he disappeared for less than a second like a reflection in a pool of water, and quickly returned to his original shape.

Holding the mirror, the little boy looked at the surprised parents and raised a childlike smile: "What's wrong with this mirror?"

—he is not our child...

—that's a copy of the mirror coffin, the dreadful ghost!

— It was us who brought the mirrored coffin out of the tomb.

——If it wasn't because of greed at the time, it wouldn't have become like this...

——That's not our child, I want to get our son back!

The woman wept silently, covering her face.

Since then, the woman who has been taking care of the child at home has left home and is not at home all day long, looking for her son outside all day long.

But she found nothing.

Night falls.

It was already dark, and the woman walked back with her tired body.

At the door of the house, I met the same tired man.

The two met and shook their heads.

No one ever found their real son.

—Where is our son?He is not our son!

——He is just a mirror copy!

--my son……

--How to do how to do!

The woman wept softly, and the man didn't know how to comfort him.

—Be quiet.

——You are too loud, you will annoy the mirror image!

— Keep your voice down, let's look for it again...

The men and women returned home wearing stars and moons, creaking——opening the door.

The little boy sat in the dark and didn't even go to sleep.

Watching them quietly.

ho-

The man and the woman gasped silently, staring and daring not to speak.

The little boy laughed, his big eyes shining in the darkness like two priceless gems.

"Mom and Dad, are you hungry?"

"It's been so late these days!"

"I cooked for you!"

"It's a bit cold, I'll warm it up for you again!"

The lamp was lit, and the faint light reflected the innocent smile of the child, the big dark eyes, and the darkly fried dishes on the table.

The little boy's fingers were covered with wounds, large and small, which looked like they were cut or scalded while cooking.

The woman looked deeply at the little boy, and her resoluteness outside the door instantly turned into despair.

Suddenly howled, rushed to kneel on the bed, and hugged the little boy.

—He is our son!

- Exactly the same!It is our son!

——How can I do it, can I do it...

Think of him as a monster?

When the screen changed, men and women were talking in low voices.

"You can't let the child know about the mirror coffin, he's fine."

"He is our child, even our child, and we cannot let others know about him."

"Mirror... What about the mirror?"

The man built a clay frame and put the mirror in it...

Looking at the scene in the mirror coffin, Wan Teng Lin Mu suddenly remembered that in Mr. Shang's old house, there was a sign of the Wuqi clan, and a clay frame was buried in the ground. The pattern was exactly the same as the mirror coffin, but it was empty.

The screen began to change again.

The owner of the store, who had never appeared, reappeared in the mirror.

The owner of the store stood domineeringly in the dilapidated log cabin.

"Your son is a monster!"

"Don't think that if others don't know, I don't know, he is a monster!"

Of course others don't know, but the owner of the store does.

Because he dragged the dying little boy away with his own hands and threw him in a desolate broken shed.

But the next day, the shop owner and his son Fugui saw Shang Dabao in real life again, Shang Dabao without even a single scar on his head.

Shang Dabao happily walked out of the house and went to play happily.

The owner of the shop was terrified, and ran to check it out, only to find that the little boy was lying in the dilapidated shed, completely dead, having bled dry.

And another Shang Dabao...

That intact Shang Dabao.

He is a monster!

The shop owner used this to blackmail the little boy's parents.

A ferocious and greedy smile hung on his face: "Your son is a monster, do you want the whole village to know?"

"He's not Shang Dabao, he's the evil spirit who brought disaster to our village!"

The man yelled: "How do you know?"

The owner of the store smiled grimly: "You don't need to know, you just need to know that if you don't do what I say, the whole village will know that your son is a monster, and Taoist priests and masters will come here to cast spells and drive your son away! Your family, will There will never be peace!"

— We really have no money!

——There is really no money left!

——As you can see, our family is so poor, there is really nothing we can give you!

The shop owner patted the man's cheek: "Don't think I don't know, you... used to be tomb robbers, right?"

——I saw you enter the back mountain.

—and came out with the baby.

——The longevity lock on Shang Dabao's neck was melted and recast with the silver you brought from the mountains.

——Stop talking nonsense, hand over everything!

"Hahaha!"

"This is a good thing, good baby!"

The owner of the store held something in his hand and threw the clay frame on the ground.

Take out the fragments of the mirror coffin with simple patterns from inside.

"This is a good thing. Whatever I want in the future, I just need to take a photo, and I can have it!"

The man stopped the shop owner: "The mirror image of the mirror fragments has a time limit. Even if you can reflect what you want, it will disappear soon."

The owner of the store looked at the man ferociously: "But... your son is still alive."

"Tell me!" The shopkeeper grabbed the man by the collar: "Tell me, how to use the mirror! How can I reproduce what I want for a long time!?"

"Please speak?!"

"Okay, it's okay if you don't say anything, I'll come back tomorrow, and I'll give you one night to think about it!"

"If you still insist on not saying..."

"Think about it, Shang Dabao is very promising. He has been admitted to a university in the city and has become the only college student in our village!"

"If Shang Dabao is a monster crawling out of the mirror, and this matter is exposed, guess what will happen?!"

"Will the villagers catch him and burn him!?"

Hahahaha!

The store owner held the fragment of the mirror, laughed wildly and walked away, leaving behind two parents with gray hair who fell to the ground.

--How to do?

— We have done too much.

——Don’t implicate Dabao.

——The secret of the mirror must never be revealed...

night.

more and more intense.

The hazy moonlight was covered by layers of dark clouds.

In the dilapidated old house, a small candle was burning.

Brighten up a dark room.

Like a lighthouse in the dark.

But already dying...

Women and men gather around candles.

"The fragment of the mirror coffin, we brought it out from the tomb..."

"It's also time, let us take the secret of the mirror back to the grave..."

call--

call--

The winter wind howled the fire, and the dilapidated house suddenly caught fire.

The fire was huge and spread rapidly.

Just like today, the raging fire engulfed the B&B inn and burned it to death in an instant.

Dilapidated hut, burnt in the mirror.

The three-story B & B building was burned outside the mirror...

——Hurry up and put out the fire!

- Put out the fire!

— There are people inside!

——Shang Dabao's parents? !

- Run!run out!Why don't they run? !

——Bewitched? !

When the villagers saw the fire, they all ran to fight the fire.

The raging fire burned the winter night.

The billowing smoke, like a huge dragon, bared its teeth and claws and rushed straight into the clouds.

The fire was so intense that the villagers could not put it out.

The door was clearly unlocked, and Shang Dabao's parents were also awake.

Neither of them ran out.

Just looked at those villagers from a distance.

Quietly, accepting the baptism of fire...

Until the disappearance of the last flame, the mirror finally slowly regained its calm and illuminated the image of Wanqi forest.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

Mr. Shang's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was hiding something.

It is the breath of rage.

He sees everything in the mirror.

The people who killed the real Shang Dabao were the shop owner and his son Fugui.

Shang Dabao's parents committed suicide.

Really suicidal.

Unbearable to be forced by the owner of the store, he chose to commit suicide, and brought all the secrets into the ashes of the fire...

All of this is no longer a secret.

Just now the shop owner wanted to rush into the sea of ​​flames, probably because of the fragments of the mirror coffin, because only with the fragments of the mirror coffin can the shop owner have "everything".

The things copied from the fragments of the mirror coffin are all time-sensitive, and when the time comes, they will suddenly disappear, like the face of a person in the bathroom, and the "Wancheng forest" that was caught by Luo Shen but suddenly disappeared.

The owner of the shop obviously has not penetrated the secret, so he will not drive the mirror coffin fragments.

As a result, the shop owner has other bad ideas.

Prepare to use these copied mirror images to steal the property of the guests.

The copied things will disappear suddenly, but the stolen property will not disappear suddenly.

In fact, Wan Teng Lin Mu's intuition before was not wrong. Whether it was a precious jade pendant, an heirloom bracelet, or Chi Yang's eight-carat diamond ring, they were all very valuable things.

What the shopkeeper wants is something valuable.

Copy the guest and steal the guest's stuff.

Once the truth is revealed, the owner of the store can also clear the relationship, it has nothing to do with him, it is these customers who steal themselves.

That's why the monitoring in the inn is always damaged. It's not that it can't be repaired, but it's not repaired on purpose.

As for Mr. Shang.

Wan Teng Limu looked at Mr. Shang with red eyes.

Mr. Shang is the only mirror image that has not disappeared.

Because his parents used their own lives to keep Mr. Shang's secret...

The reason why Mr. Shang can predict the future is probably not the hallucination of narcolepsy, but because he himself is the mirror image of the mirror.

In addition, the real Shang Dabao was killed by a mirror inserted into his brain, that's why Mr. Shang possessed a part of the ability of mirror coffin fragments.

"Hahahaha!"

"burn--"

"Burn it!"

The second store owner is obviously a mirror image.

The second shop owner laughed wildly and wanted to grab the mirror, but he suddenly jumped forward.

Luo Shen immediately stopped in front of Wanqi Linmu.

But at that very moment, the second shopkeeper suddenly shouted "No! No—" and was blown by the wind, disappearing in front of everyone in an instant.

Without a trace.

Like a pool of undulating water, the ripples dissipate and the mirror image disappears.

"My God! It's gone!"

The Tufuzi exploded in an instant: "Is it really a mirror image?!"

"The exact same shop disappeared!?"

"It's really a fragment of the mirror coffin, it's too evil!"

Amidst the whispers of the crowd, Mr. Shang suddenly roared and rushed towards the owner of the shop.

Bang! !

The shop owner staggered from the beating and fell to the ground.

Mr. Shang is tall and tall. Although the owner of the shop is a bit fatter, he is fat, has no muscles, and is old.

He was punched to the ground and couldn't get up at all.

"Don't... don't fight!"

"Oh! Stop hitting... ah!"

"It's not me, your parents are... They committed suicide, it has nothing to do with me! Ah!"

"I didn't set the fire!"

"It's really not me...Ah! Stop hitting, besides... besides...you are not their son, really Shang Dabao is dead, already dead..."

Every stab of the shopkeeper seems to be poking at Mr. Shang's heart.

Accurate and accurate, repeatedly inserting Mr. Shang's "heart of stone".

He is a merciless businessman, mercenary, greedy for petty gains.

But he bowed down to the owner of the shop.

Mr. Shang is indeed not Mr. Shang.

But his parents had raised him for so many years, they didn't treat him as a monster, and even exchanged their own life for the life of this monster.

Mr. Shang felt that his eyes were very hot, hot, and there was liquid protruding from his eye sockets, which couldn't stop flowing down no matter what.

Bang!

Boom!

"Stop hitting, stop hitting...don't stop, stop hitting, ah—"

Mr. Shang rushed up to beat the owner of the shop violently, Wan Teng Lin Mu looked on coldly, and had no intention of stopping him at all.

Chi Yang was afraid that he would really kill the shop owner, and wanted to stop him.

Wan Teng Lin Mu stopped Chi Yang and shook his head: "Let Mr. Shang have a good time first."

otherwise……

Mr. Shang might really be driven crazy.

--stop fighting!

——Oh, it hurts me to death!

——Don't, don't hit...my mirror!Mirror!

The owner of the store was beaten and rolled all over the floor, his teeth fell out, his mouth was full of blood, and the corners of his eyes were cracked.

The voice of begging for mercy suddenly broke from his throat, became frantic, and jumped up from the ground.

Wan Teng Lin Mu thought he was going to grab the mirror, but the shop owner jumped up and did not rush to Wan Teng Lin Mu.

Instead, he rushed in towards the raging fire.

Shouting: "My mirror!"

"No one can take away my mirror!"

"Mirror! The mirror is mine! No one can take it away!"

Everyone gasped, the shop owner threw Mr. Shang away and plunged into the fire.

Instantly swallowed by flames and black smoke.

Gradually.

Even the sound of laughter is gone...

"Is the shopkeeper crazy?"

"I think it's crazy..."

"Has he lost his mind?"

The flames were still engulfing the B & B inn, a black figure ran out from the back mountain, laughed loudly, and ran over bouncing.

"Hey hey hey! Big fool, big fool!"

It turned out to be Fugui, the son of the shop owner.

Fugui jumped over, holding a branch in his hand, and kept circling around the burning house: "Hahaha! It's on fire! It's on fire!"

"I tell you, I have killed people!"

"Shang Dabao was killed by me, I did it! I did it!"

"It's so fun! So much blood, hahaha——"

Fugui yelled and jumped all the way, shouting "I killed someone, I killed—" and ran out of the village.

Mr. Shang's knees softened, but it wasn't a narcolepsy attack, and he slowly knelt on the ground.

He thought about many reasons why his parents died in the fire.

Every possibility has been considered.

But only this kind.

suicide.

For him, the possibility of suicide, never thought of...

Mr. Shang knelt on the ground, clutching the dirt on the ground with both hands.

Those dirty dirt.

"for me……"

"For my monster..."

"I'm a...monster."

Mr. Shang muttered to himself, his eyes, like mirrors, shone brightly, and tears flowed out continuously, which he couldn't control no matter what.

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked down at Mr. Shang who was kneeling on the ground, his face was indifferent, as if he didn't have much sympathy, but he walked over.

Hold the mirror in front of him.

Mr. Shang's painful expression was reflected in the mirror.

Swah——

Instantly distorted, changing the picture.

flame.

Flames enveloped the cabin.

Everything was steamed by the fire.

A man and a woman sat on the chairs in the cabin, so calm, as if these fires had nothing to do with them.

"Son, that's all Mom and Dad can do for you..."

"Well, live well."

"You are no substitute for anyone."

"Mom and Dad know that you are no one's replacement."

"you are you……"

Mr. Shang suddenly understood why he didn't want others to call him "Shang Dabao".

because……

He is not Shang Dabao at all.

The real Shang Dabao had already been killed when he was seven or eight years old.

And Mr. Shang is a mirror image who looks exactly like Shang Dabao.

Subconsciously, he doesn't like others to regard him as Shang Dabao.

But subconsciously, he couldn't get rid of the cage of Shang Dabao, so he never changed his name...

The mirror returned to calm again.

Mr. Shang's face was once again reflected.

In a daze, although it was still painful, it no longer had the confusion and despair it had before.

Mr. Shang.

It is Mr. Shang.

no one ever again...

With the burning of the homestay and inn, everything gradually returned to calm.

What is not calm is the hearts of those Tu Fuzi, ready to move.

Sister Ya was the first to speak: "Master Luo, you said before that you are only staying in the inn for one night, and you are not interested in the matter of the mirror coffin."

Old Liu Yinghe with a scarred face: "Yes, now that the mirror coffin has appeared, shouldn't you hand over the fragments of the mirror coffin to us?"

Hutou was terrified of Luo Shen, trembling: "No... That's right! I heard that Mr. Luo has washed his hands in a golden basin, so he shouldn't be interested in these little things, right?"

"Oh?" Luo Shen chuckled, with a gentle smile on his face: "You are right, I am very interested."

The mirror coffin can know a person's past, present and future.

Luo Shen had forgotten too much. If he could see his past and the person he was looking for from the mirror coffin, wouldn't it be so simple.

and……

There are also Wanqi forest trees.

Luo Shen clearly saw the Wanqi forest in the fragments of the mirror just now.

Wan Teng Lin Mu lay in the coffin, lying quietly.

Chi Changxun also appeared on the screen, and said that Wanqi Linmu was a monster.

There are too many questions that Luo Shen needs to answer, not only his own, but also related to...

The one he cares about.

"You!" Tiger's head tremblingly pointed at Luo Shen reluctantly: "Master Luo, you have to think clearly, we..."

"It's just you?" Luo Shen still maintained a smile, which was slowly expanding.

Hutou's words were instantly interrupted by Luo Shen, his face was very ugly.

Sister Ya was the calmest one, and she said with a smile: "We know what Master Luo does, none of us are his opponents, even together, we are not his opponents, but..."

Sister Ya smiled charmingly: "But Mr. Luo, from today on, the matter that you and this little brother got the fragment of the mirror coffin will spread on the Tao."

"The mirror coffin is a priceless treasure. From now on, everyone on this road, whether they are gangsters or white people, will come to pester Luo Sanye."

"Master Luo, have you thought about it?"

"From now on, there will never be peace!"

Luo Shen didn't speak, and didn't even look at Sister Ya.

Sister Ya said again: "Okay, Sanye Luo insists on this, have you ever thought that even your Sanye Luo can come out of the mountain, what if Master Jing also came out of the mountain?"

"Aren't you afraid that Master Jing will also come out of the mountain?!"

Wan Teng Linmu held the fragment of the mirror in his hand, and smiled rascally: "Are you guys planning to steal it?"

"This mirror fragment," Wan Teng Lin Mu raised his chin: "Even if there is an owner, it should belong to Mr. Shang. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Scarface sneered coldly: "Little boy, you don't have the right to speak here!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't care: "The mirror is not yours, so what right do you have? If you call it, will it agree?"

Scarface was furious at being teased by Wanqi Linmu's nonsense, and almost pulled out the scimitar from his waist.

Swah——

Wan Teng Lin Mu had just finished speaking, and for some reason, the mirror changed.

Blood-red lines slowly appeared in the mirror, spreading little by little.

After a while, two words in blood were pieced together from the shards of the mirror.

--forest.

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." What's going on?

Wan Teng Lin Mu was taken aback for a rare moment, then pointed to the mirror and said, "Look, I called it, and it agreed."

Although everyone felt that Wanqi Linmu was messing around, but Wanqi Linmu's name appeared in the mirror, and it really couldn't be killed.

Is it...

Sister Ya whispered, "Could it be that the fragments of the mirror coffin have identified the owner?"

Tiger head said: "I don't know, it's too evil, I've never heard of it!"

Scarface said: "Sister Ya, what should we do now?"

Sister Ya lowered her voice: "We can't beat this Luo Shen, don't fight hard, the gain is not worth the loss, let's go first."

Hutou was anxious: "That's the end of the mirror coffin fragments? Are we really going to ask Master Jing to come out of the mountain? But... but Master Jing has been washing his hands in a golden basin for so many years, will he sell us face?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu had heard them say "Jing Ye, Jing Ye, Jing Ye" from the very beginning, and he didn't know what Jing Ye was talking about.

Wan Teng Lin Mu said indifferently: "Hey, which Buddha is the Lord Jing you are talking about? Pull it out for a while, or we will leave."

Sister Ya smiled: "Master Luo, we will say goodbye today, and we will meet later."

Sister Ya waved her hand, and those local masters were also afraid of Luo Shen, so they all retreated quickly, got into the car, and left overnight.

Wan Teng Lin Mu was still a little curious: "Who the hell is Master Jing?"

Luo Shen didn't answer, but looked at the boundless night, and the rows of car taillights of those local masters, and said with a sigh: "It seems... from now on it won't be boring."

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." So who is Lord Jing?

Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "Master Jing or you, who is better?"

Luo Shen didn't speak, just smiled.

Then he said ambiguously to Wanqi Linmu: "The Wuqi clan has always been active in the south, and there are not many opportunities to meet Jing Ye."

Wan Teng Lin Mu chuckled lightly: "So it's better than you."

Luo Shen: "..."

Luo Shen suddenly leaned closer, and whispered in Wanqi Linmu's ear, "It's a tie at best."

As he spoke, seeing Wanqi Linmu raise a provocative smile, he didn't seem to believe it, and he was very "sarcastic".

It's about a man's dignity. Luo Shen narrowed his eyes and said hoarsely: "Boss, do you want me to kiss you here?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." It seemed that Luo Shen's incredible switch had been touched suddenly?

"cough!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu coughed, turned around, and walked to Mr. Shang.

Although the accident happened many, many years ago, it was still difficult for Mr. Shang to accept it when it suddenly appeared in front of Mr. Shang.

Chi Yang patted Mr. Shang on the back lightly, comforting Mr. Shang. He was stupid and didn't know what to say. He was afraid that he would make mistakes if he said too much.

Wan Teng Lin Mu walked over and looked down at Mr. Shang who was still kneeling on the ground.

pat!

Throw the fragments of the mirror coffin that everyone is scrambling for directly on the land in front of Mr. Shang.

Mr. Shang slowly raised his head, and took a strange look at Wanqi Linmu.

Wan Teng Lin Mu said lightly: "Although it looks quite valuable, but this is a secret that your parents have preserved with their lives. You should keep it and think about it."

It turned out that Wanqi Linmu and those local masters competed for the mirror fragment not because the mirror coffin fragment was a priceless treasure.

But because...

That was Mr. Shang's thoughts.

Mr. Shang raised his head in surprise and looked at Wanqi Linmu.

Wan Teng Linmu said in a flat voice, as if he didn't care, and said in a low voice, "Stand up, and don't disappoint your parents' expectations."

The pain on Mr. Shang's face gradually eased a little, and he struggled to stand up.

"Mr. Shang." Chi Yang quickly supported Mr. Shang. He had been kneeling on the ground for too long, and his tall body stood up crookedly.

Luo Shen stood not far away, behind him was the sporadic flames of the inn, and he was about to burn bald.

Beside him is the trolley case rescued from the inn and bed and breakfast.

Luo Shen's "son" is sitting on the trolley case.

——A small doll carved from Wuqizhi wood.

Luo Shen said softly: "Mr. Shang should not be my rival in love, are you right?"

Click click!

The little doll turned her head away in a daze, and looked up at Luo Shen.

"However," Luo Shen chuckled lightly: "It's different from the appearance, the boss is sometimes too kind, and kindness makes me feel good."

Click click!

The little doll blinked her big eyes again.

Xiaowa: "...?" Xiaobai scratched his hair with his hands, looking confused.

The folk inn was destroyed, and everyone drove to the town overnight and found a hotel to stay.

Wan Teng Linmu suddenly thought of an important thing, that is, he has not yet established a relationship with Luo Shen.

If we continue to delay like this, everything will be ruined when we get to my uncle's house.

Wan Teng Lin Mu was lying down flipping pancakes and pancakes, his mind was full of the "Treasures of Lu Han" given to him by special residents, thinking of countermeasures over and over again.

Luo Shen was right next to him, and the two of them asked for a standard room, a small room with two single beds.

Luo Shen turned over and faced Wanqi Linmu: "Boss, can't you sleep?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu said "Oh..." and said, "I'm already asleep!"

Luo Shen couldn't help smiling: "Since the boss can't sleep, let's chat."

In the middle of the night, chatting?

Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyes lit up instantly, this is a good opportunity.

In the first few articles of the Liao Han Collection, it says that if you can't sleep in the middle of the night, you can use chatting methods.

One of the words is...

what's going on?

Wan Teng Lin Mu quickly flipped through his phone, and finally found that sentence.

— Shall I feed you next time?

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." No, no, it's too wretched.

And there was no noodles to eat in the hotel, and I didn't buy instant noodles.

Unexpectedly, Luo Shen said, "What kind of person is your uncle?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu turned over and faced Luo Shen face to face: "My uncle?"

Luo Shen said with a smile: "It's the first time I meet my uncle, of course I have to be more respectable and know a little more, so that I can adapt to the situation."

Wan Tenglinmu gave a "tsk" in disgust: "My uncle is an antique dealer, he should sell some high-quality imitations."

Luo Shen raised his eyebrows, high imitation?

Wan Tenglinmu said again: "Little uncle... the cooking is very delicious. There is a restaurant, and the business is not bad, but he is a shopkeeper, and he is not usually in the restaurant."

Luo Shen smiled: "Then... why didn't the boss learn how to cook from your little uncle? The boss's cooking skills are really..."

Wan Teng Linmu was confident: "Why do you want to learn to cook, someone will cook for me in the future."

Luo Shen nodded: "That's right. I just like to cook for the boss."

For a moment, time seemed to freeze.

The two faced each other, their eyes facing each other.

Luo Shen approached the window, and the moonlight came in from the gap in the curtains, shining on Luo Shen's back, casting a hazy layer of moonlight on him.

more gentle.

This gentle warm male whore!

Anyway, I can't sleep, Wan Teng Lin Mu thought, why not take this opportunity to confirm the relationship.

He turned over and sat up, just about to speak...

Suddenly there was a strange sound next door, and it became more and more intense.

next door……

Isn't Mr. Su and the little golden retriever next door?

Wan Teng Lin Mu immediately rushed out of the room and knocked on the door with a "bang bang bang".

"Who?"

Mr. Shang's voice came from the room, very far away: "I'm busy."

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "...Open the door!"

After a long time, squeak——

The door just opened.

Mr. Shang was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was wet: "Boss, what's the matter? I'm very busy."

Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyelids twitched wildly, and he looked critically at Mr. Shang, and his hair grew furious when he looked at Mr. Shang.

Mr. Shang said: "Boss, there is one thing I must make clear to you. If you have any unreasonable thoughts about me, I hope you can stop here, because my heart is all for the little cutie. Although Boss, you are quite cute sometimes, but I still like the petite and obedient type, not the type like you, who occasionally contrasts with cuteness, but most of you will turn black..."

Mr. Shang was talking to himself alone, when he saw Luo Shen, who was still following behind Wanqi Linshu, with a smile on his face, almost biting his tongue with the last two words.

Wan Teng Lin Mu rolled his eyes at Mr. Shang directly: "Stop being sentimental, call out the little golden retriever."

"We are doing important things..." Mr. Shang bargained: "Otherwise..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "It's you, the beast, who interrupted."

Wan Teng Lin Mu went straight into the room and dragged Chi Yang out.

Chi Yang's eyes were red, and he looked like he had cried hard. He looked very pitiful.

Twitching, he said, "Mr. Shang said...that he was very sad, and wanted me...to comfort him."

Mr. Shang: "..."

It has to be said that Mr. Shang's recovery ability is still very strong, he doesn't need others to comfort him, and he quickly becomes heartless.

Just like the silly son of a landlord.

Wan Teng Lin Mu dragged Chi Yang back to the room.

At last……

Wanqi Linmu and Chi Yang shared a standard room, and Mr. Shang and Luo Shen shared a standard room.

Mr. Shang lay straight with his pen: "Well... Mr. Luo, I actually need to tell you that the boss and I are... best friends."

Luo Shen chuckled and said nothing.

Mr. Shang said again: "Really, I swear, the boss likes you like digging your heart and lungs, being in a daze, and jealous because of you and the beautiful client. It almost smothered me to death."

"Ah-"

Wan Teng Lin Mu sneezed.

Chi Yang said worriedly: "Boss, do you have a cold again? The fever is still not cured?"

Wan Teng Linmu wrapped up the quilt and shrank his neck: "No, I think someone is speaking ill of me behind my back."

Early the next morning.

Wan Teng Lin Mu and Luo Shen prepared to continue their journey and drove back to their uncle's house.

And Mr. Shang and Chi Yang are going back too.

On the first floor of the hotel, Mr. Shang took out a kraft paper briefcase with a bulging interior, and handed it to Wanqi Linmu.

Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyes lit up, and he sniffed his nose: "A very valuable smell."

Mr. Shang snapped his fingers: "It is indeed a valuable item. If you sell it, you may become a rich man overnight, and there is no shortage of buyers."

what exactly is it?

Wan Teng Lin Mu suddenly became curious.

His curiosity has always been for valuable things, and he is scratching his heart, ready to move.

Mr. Shang chuckled: "Boss, thank you. I will give this item to you, because I think it is not only important to me, but also very important to you."

Wan Teng Lin Mu lowered his head and opened the briefcase...

- Fragment of the mirror coffin.

In the kraft paper briefcase, there were fragments of the mirror coffin.

Mr. Shang said again: "And such a sought-after item, I dare not hold it."

Indeed, those native masters put down their harsh words and wanted to get back the fragments of the mirror coffin. Even though they couldn't beat Luo Shen, they were still unwilling to give up the fragments.

This thing is more than just worth the money.

It can be said to be a priceless treasure!

Everyone separated in front of the hotel, and Mr. Shang and Chi Yang went to catch their private jet.

Wan Teng Linmu got into the car, sat in the bright red Lamborghini URUS, held the steering wheel, and sighed: "The little golden retriever and the others are going to take a private jet, I will not let you go."

Although the car is not his own, but Luo Shen's is his own.

After all, Luo Shen is his employee.

And Luo Shen will soon become his own person.

Wan Teng Linshu started the car and soon entered the expressway.