Jia Huan followed the servant outside Jia Rui's house.

He stopped the servant from pushing the door open, walked to the door, and looked through the crack in the door.

Living up to expectations, Jia Rui is doing that kind of thing with a mirror.

Jia Huan looked frightened and turned around to find Jia Dairu.

The servant was puzzled and curiously approached the crack of the door and looked inside.

This servant is a middle-aged woman who serves Mrs. Jia Dairu.

Their family's current economic conditions can only be considered well-off, and they don't have many servants.

Except for the servants that existed before, there have been no new servants in these years, and naturally there are no young maids or anything like that.

A young maid would naturally not know what Jia Rui was doing, but how could a middle-aged woman not know?

His face immediately turned red and he hurriedly ran to find Jia Dairu's wife.

Jia Huan also told Jia Dairu what he saw, and said in a worried tone: "Brother Rui is still ill. Doing such a thing will hurt your body, right?"

Jia Dairu's face turned red, feeling embarrassed and angry.

No wonder Jia Rui has not recovered from his illness for so long and is getting more and more seriously ill.

Jia Dairu was so angry that he rushed into Jia Rui's house and snatched the mirror from Jia Rui's hand.

Jia Rui was taken away from the mirror and passed out as if he had lost his life.

Mrs. Jia Dairu was so frightened that she quickly called her servants to ask for the doctor.

Jia Dairu looked at the mirror in his hand and found that there was a skeleton inside. He was so frightened that he threw the mirror away.

"monster!"

Jia Huan stepped forward, picked up the mirror, and looked at it carefully.

I saw the four words "Feng Yue Bao Jian" chiselled on the mirror handle.

Both sides of the mirror can reflect people.

Take a look at one side first, there is a skeleton inside.

Looking at the front again, there is a very beautiful woman inside.

Naturally, it was not the appearance of Wang Xifeng, nor the appearance of a woman Jia Huan knew, but rather the appearance of a female star that Jia Huan saw in modern society.

But that female star had plastic surgery, so naturally there is also a plastic surgery beauty in the mirror.

And Jia Huan is not interested in such plastic surgery.

"Brother Huan, throw away that demon mirror quickly."

Jia Dairu came to his senses and found that Jia Huan had picked up the mirror and shouted hurriedly.

This mirror has caused harm to his grandson. He can't hurt Brother Huan anymore, otherwise he won't be able to explain to the second master Zheng.

Jia Dairu knew that this mirror was given to his grandson by a Taoist priest. At that time, he said it was to save his grandson's life. He didn't ask for any money, so he kept the mirror.

At that time, he was thinking that his grandson's illness would be cured, and he didn't think about anything else.

Now think about it, how could such a good thing happen?’

How can someone give something to someone else without expecting anything in return?

That Taoist priest didn't have good intentions at all. The gift was fake, but the intention to harm his grandson's life was real.

That mirror is definitely a demonic mirror that attracts people's energy.

Jia Dairu cursed the Taoist priest and the mirror: "What a demon mirror! If this thing had not been destroyed early, it would have caused great harm to the world."

So he shouted to his servants to prepare firewood.

The servant lit a pile of firewood in the yard.

When Jia Dairu saw the flames raging, he threw the Fengyue Baojian into the fire.

Jia Huan hid in the house, peered out from the crack of the window, and watched Jia Dairu operate.

He was afraid that he would be met by the Taoist priest who would come next when he went out. At the moment, Jia Huan did not want to face Master Mangmang and Master Miaomiao head-on.

However, you can try to trick them from the side.

Looking at the original work, Jia Huan couldn't tell whether they were good or bad to Jing Huan, whether they were real gods or bad fairies.

Why not take this opportunity to test them.

Jia Huan called for a servant and whispered something.

The servant's eyes widened when he heard this, but he still reluctantly followed Jia Huan's instructions.

In the yard, Feng Yue Baojian cried: "Who told you to look at the front? You yourself regard the false as the true, why bother to burn me?"

Hearing the mirror talking, Jia Dairu and the servants were frightened, and even thought the mirror was a demon mirror.

The servant who followed Jia Huan's instructions tightened his grip on the handle of the barrel in his hand, and was glad to have listened to Mr. Huan's words.

The contents of the barrel are pickled, but they are effective in dealing with monsters and ghosts.

Just when everyone was staring at the Feng Yue Mirror in the fire, a lame Taoist ran from outside and shouted: "Who destroyed the Feng Yue Mirror? I'm here to save you!"

The lame Taoist rushed to the fire, and with a wave of his hand, the Fengyue Treasure Book flew out of the fire and landed in his hand.

The lame Taoist didn't feel the heat on his hands, so he took the Feng Yue Bao Jian and left.

At this moment, a group of things came towards me.

The lame Taoist couldn't avoid it and was splashed by the thing.

The stink rushed into the lame Taoist's nose, and he realized that it was human excrement.

The lame Taoist almost vomited.

Even worse than him was Fengyue Baojian, who only heard the mirror spirit scream, and the originally bright mirror turned gray, and cracks appeared on the mirror.

The lame Taoist was shocked, his feet became faster and he rushed out of the door.

But unlike every time he appeared in the past, he disappeared immediately. Instead, he ran out of the city amidst the disgusted looks and complaints of passers-by.

Jia Huan saw the scene of Fengyue Baojian splitting in his eyes and concluded that Fengyue Baojian was indeed not a good thing.

As for the lame Taoist, he was unable to use magic after being contaminated by filth, so he was not a serious god after all.

It seems that I have to be more careful in the future.

He was facing a serious god, so he had no chance of saving his life.

But if you are facing a group of demons, not to mention saving your life, whether you can save your soul is a question.

Everyone in the courtyard was stunned, and it took them a long time to react.

Jia Dairu's wife immediately wanted to go to the temple to burn incense and bring back peace charms for her family.

Jia Dairu asked his servants to clean the yard and went into the house to express his gratitude to Jia Huan.

If Jia Huan hadn't discovered Jia Rui's problem today, they wouldn't have discovered the evil mirror, and their grandson would have been killed by the mirror.

At this time, the doctor also came. After diagnosing Jia Rui, he found that he had serious loss of sperm and blood and needed to be nursed back to health.

Jia Dairu was angry that his grandson was not living up to expectations and was worried about his health. After thanking the doctor, he asked his servants to quickly prepare medicine for his grandson.

He asked people to stay by Jia Rui's side at all times and not allow Jia Rui to do anything else.

In the evening, Jia Rui finally woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he went to find Fengyue Baojian, but was scolded by Jia Dairu.

Jia Dairu said that even if the mirror was burned by fire, he could still call for help. Jia Rui was dumbfounded.

Is that mirror really a monster?

You, what do you have to do with monsters?

Jia Rui was completely frightened. How could he dare to think of such a thing? How could he dare to think of Wang Xifeng?

He was given medicine by Jia Dairu obediently and recuperated, and finally he was brought back from the brink of death.

Perhaps because he was close to death, Jia Rui became much more honest after that. He obeyed his grandfather's words obediently and did not dare to think about anything else.

Later, he actually got the title of scholar.
Chapter completed!