Chapter 37:

Cold, hard, round and flat.
Liao Tingyan snapped his fingers, made a light ball out to illuminate, and took out the thing to take a closer look. It turned out to be a mirror with a big face, with delicate patterns on the edge, full of quaint flavor, and it is precious to look at.
She took the mirror to her face and found that there were mirrors on both sides, and they were equally blurred. I don't know how to use this baby, Liao Tingyan supplies Sima Jiao, and asks humbly.
"How do I use this?" It shouldn't be just a mirror.
Sima Jiao's fingers were white and long, and they were very beautiful. He held the mirror and turned it around three times or twice somehow. One mirror was divided into two. It turned out to be a removable set.
"As long as you have spiritual power, even if the two mirrors are thousands of miles apart, you can see the situation on the opposite side." Sima Jiao said.
Liao Tingyan's face was calm. To tell the truth, although everyone in the fantasy world is flying solo, it seems to be very powerful, but modern technology is also very powerful. For example, this thing is not as good as a mobile phone. If the mobile phone has electricity and internet, it can also be seen across thousands of miles away. What's more, and the functions are more diverse and more convenient. She looked at the glasses, um, the picture quality of the phone will be better.
Sima Jiao keenly sensed that Liao Tingyan didn't like this thing, so he pinched the two mirrors and broke one of them directly.
Liao Tingyan: "???" What are you doing?
She quickly put the remaining side aside, lest she be pinched together by this moody ancestor.
"If you don't like it, it will break." Sima Jiao said.
Liao Tingyan hurriedly said: "Like it!" I can't let this prodigal ancestor continue to be lawless, he finally got a "gift" from him, and he ruined one by himself. What kind of elementary school chicken-like low EQ Ways of giving gifts.
Sima Jiao didn't quite believe her answer. He wasn't very happy. He stared at her with a sullen face and asked again. It was a question of truth-buffing, "You like this thing?"
Liao Tingyan: "I like it." I said I like it, and my heart was swiping the screen with a question mark. Do you have any problems with your ancestors, do you use truth buff to ask such trivial matters? When you used Truth BUFF, you always had an expression of killing someone when you said the wrong thing, but just now you had an expression of anger when you said the wrong thing. When did you demote?
This situation seems a bit wrong, it seems that there is no way to escape the rule that people who pass through must fall in love. Liao Tingyan calmed down calmly. It didn't matter. It took two people to fall in love. He couldn't talk unilaterally, as long as he stayed steady.
Just thinking about this, Sima Jiao raised her head and leaned over to kiss her lips. She covered her upper lip, rubbed the tips of her nose together, her posture was lingering and affectionate.
Liao Tingyan: "..." Steady, steady, I can continue for another second.
Sima Jiao's breath entangled her. He lowered his eyes that were always unfriendly when looking at people, his lips slightly raised, and his mood seemed to improve again.
Cold fingers were supporting her chin and behind her ears, and a hand was touching the back of her head, pressing her hair. He seems to like to pinch the back of her neck, which is a posture that doesn't allow others to step back.
Liao Tingyan felt a tingling in the back of his head. He didn't know if it was because of being pinched, and he felt dangerous and nervous subconsciously, or because Sima Jiao had been sipping her lips like a kissing fish.
His expression and actions were too natural, as if they should have been so close, she was the one who could get close to him and kiss him.
There was a smell of dew on his body, a light fragrance of flowers outside the courtyard, and a little smell that was almost imperceptible. Obviously, the man who was sitting next to him and kissing her had killed someone not long ago, or walked through some place, she should have been scared, but at this moment, she only felt My heart trembled fiercely, not fear, but a strange emotion.
It's a bit... well, that impulse.
Am I perverted? Liao Tingyan thought, my position has finally changed from chaos neutral to chaos evil?
What happened later is obvious. All in all, they had another magical friendship. If it was said that she was ignorant of the inexplicable things to save people the previous time, then this time, the ghost is obsessed with the heart, the ghost is Sima Jiao, he is like a water ghost, he can't escape when he entangles people in the water. Kind.
Divine friendship is actually very pleasant, not just physical pleasure, but also spiritual and even thought. The feeling of satisfaction and invigoration is like the endless blue sky and white clouds, without any sorrow, flying in the clouds, very free.
Even this feeling will last for a long time after it is over, making people feel calm and relieved.
Although she has always defined this sudden crossing as a vacation, she inevitably feels a little wandering in her heart and the loneliness of being alone in the world. But at this time, the loneliness disappeared, because another man who was lonelier and more grumpy was compatible with her.
She seems to be staying in an extremely safe place, able to fall asleep sweetly, and she doesn't have to worry about finding herself alone when she wakes up. She doesn't feel like she doesn't know where to go or where to go tomorrow.
Liao Tingyan discovered that spiritual friendship is actually a very fair way of communication. If it is the flesh, perhaps the bodies of men and women are naturally divided into upper and lower bodies, but spiritual friendship, all feelings are mutual. For a moment, she clearly felt Sima Jiao’s mood and feelings. , Came over her like warm water and drowned her.
Even when he is soft, he has a sharp edge that can stab people. His spirit is too strong. When Liao Tingyan can't stand it, he will touch the cold fingers behind her head. Soothing, gently rub for a while. It was a completely different thoughtfulness from his usual stinky annoying side.
May also be called petting.
Liao Tingyan slept three rods until the day, and woke up refreshed, lying in bed and reflecting on himself. Did Sima Jiao use any magic spells like Ecstasy last night? Why is she so unable to control it?
Thinking of what happened last night, I wish I lost my memory. What did they say and just started? She remembered that she was holding her neck and groaning halfway because she was comfortable.
At that time, Sima Jiao's eyes were reddish, and his lips were also very red, making the skin whiter and the eyes darker. Yan ghosts usually hugged her a few times-the kind of hush sound of holding a baby. The hearts of those who listened to it were crunching.
Face to face, ears against nose...
Liao Tingyan covered his face and was not ready to think about it anymore. Can't think about it, think about it as a puppy love.
Sima Jiao slept next to her. She should be awake, but she was too lazy to open her eyes, grabbed her pillow ring, and gave her a good place to rest her head in the nest, making her a lover Sleep next to him in a standard posture.
A man, even a man like Sima Jiao, seems a lot more relaxed at this time, harmlessly and comfortably paralyzed there. It is the kind of paralysis of a cat that is full of the sun, making people want to go up and touch his stomach. Pause.
Liao Tingyan slapped herself awake. Fart, Mao didn't have anything to do.
It might be that she thought she was too bald, and her mood fluctuated a lot, and finally forced her eyes open for the sleeping boss next to her.
He stretched out his hand to her, and Liao Tingyan rolled aside, just to avoid it, but his head slammed on a hard object. It was the mirror she received last night. The surviving mirror was supposed to be the protagonist of last night, but was forgotten in the corner, and only now was taken out again.
"It's useless and lost." Said Sima Jiao, the ancestor who didn't know the suffering of the world.
Liao Tingyan: "It's a pity that I broke one, otherwise it's still useful."
She thought for a while, if this mirror has more sides, it can be placed in various places, and then all the pictures can be concentrated on the mirror in hand. Isn't it a live broadcast? Put a mirror in the main square of Gengchen Xianfu, you can watch the disciples fight in martial arts; when you put it in the downtown area, you can watch the life and the life in the city; when you put it in the mountains and flowers, you can watch the life of wild animals, isn’t it? Beautiful.
Liao Tingyan rubbed these together and said casually, Sima Jiao showed a thoughtful look, and said after a moment: "Yes." Then he took the intact mirror. Rub all kinds of extremely complicated patterns on it.
When they went to class, Sima Jiao was still playing with the mirror.
Liao Tingyan didn't understand that he went to class by himself, why he would waste time with people who don't need to attend the class, but she never knew what he wanted to do, so she just let him go.
Sima Jiao held the mirror for half a month, then went out for three days and returned the mirror to Liao Tingyan when he came back.
"look."
Liao Tingyan took the mirror and gave Sima Jiao a puzzled look. Sima Jiao slumped beside her, and tapped the mirror surface with his finger. After a wave of ripples appeared on the mirror surface, the appearance of the Three Sacred Mountains appeared.
The Three Sacred Mountains in the mirror are different from the Three Sacred Mountains when they left. The tower has been rebuilt, and the palace next to it is also beginning to be rebuilt. There are powerful looking big men standing there and discussing something seriously.
Sima Jiao tapped on the mirror again, and the picture changed and became the blue flower tree under Bailu Cliff.
Liao Tingyan understood. She started dragging the screen to the side and found that she could still rotate 360 ​​degrees of vision. She saw the white deer cliff palace covered with mist in Yunshan, and the monks patrolling nearby, all expressions were nervous and alert.
I learned how Sima Jiao knocked on the mirror, but the picture didn't respond. Only the people in the mirror were talking and walking around. The voice was a little low and I couldn't hear clearly.
Sima Jiao: "Spiritual power."
Liao Tingyan silently used his spiritual power and found that the picture had changed this time. It was a scorched mountain. The mountain seemed to have experienced a volcanic eruption. The whole mountain exploded from the belly of the mountain, leaving only the ferocious scorched stone rising to the sky. There was no living thing at all, and the picture remained the same for a long time. Liao Tingyan wondered if the network was stuck.
She guessed that these were all made by Sima Jiao and they were also the places he chose, but is there anything special about this Jiaoshan?
She changed another place. It was a market she didn't recognize, but it was very lively, because the hawkers were loud and the noise of the street was passed along.
There is also a small lake view of a waterfall in the mountains. Liao Tingyan switched to this view and saw a white furry beast with long horns drinking water by the lake, and a snow-white bird swept across the lake, standing on a gentle furry beast On the body, the picture is peaceful and beautiful.
The next scene is a shop, where there are many beautiful men and women who accompany guests to chat, play piano and laugh, and there is also a stage where people perform. After watching a flying dance, Liao Tingyan felt that the dancing young ladies were so beautiful that they didn't want to switch for a long time.
Sima Jiao urged her: "Next."
Liao Tingyan changed channels. The picture changed to a mirror-like lake, but the lens was too shaken. It swept across the lake and flew up again in the next moment. It flew in the sky, and you could see the mountains and rivers below. Before long, the angle of view fell into the bushes again.
It looks like it should be seen by a bird. No, a little dizzy 3D.
Continue to switch perspectives and cut to a towering idol. Someone is preaching under the idol. Underneath it sits a bunch of quietly listening disciples. The big stone below the idol is engraved with the words "Wen Daoyuan". Liao Tingyan had heard of this place. It was the place where the high-ranking elders in the inner palace of Gengchen Immortal Mansion offered small kitchen extracurricular lessons for outstanding disciples.
The next point of view is the kitchen. I don’t know where the kitchen is. It’s very large. All kinds of ingredients are neatly arranged. More than 20 chefs are busy making all kinds of food. Some are steaming cakes, some are slicing fish, and some are filling. , There are people making dim sum, a busy scene in full swing.
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After watching all the live channels, Liao Tingyan looked at Sima Jiao with a touch of emotion. My ancestors understood me!
Sima Jiao: "This is what you want?"
Liao Tingyan: "Yes, watching this kind of live broadcast is the easiest way to pass the time, and it's hypnotized."
Sima Jiao was noncommittal. He watched the oily food coming out of the pan and asked, "What else do you want?"
Liao Tingyan: "..." It's over. Looking at Master Master, who can get everything he wants, he really wants to follow the script of "Overbearing Master Master Little Demon Concubine".