Yao Qi took out a small bronze mirror the size of a palm from his sleeve and showed him Han Changdu's face: "My lord, why are you, you have gray hair, you haven't it yet." ”

Han Changdu's face changed, and he also saw Yao Qi's abnormality, and blurted out: "Ah Qi, you, your face." ”

Yao Qi hurriedly turned the bronze mirror to look at himself, and suddenly felt sad, pressed the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and howled hoarsely: "Ouch, I, I, why do I have wrinkles." ”

The two looked at each other, and in just this blink of an eye, their faces were ten years old.

Yao Ji restrained her ups and downs, she couldn't go to the filament to vent her anger, so she picked up the cup and was about to slam it to the ground, but suddenly shouted: "My lord, how did this water change color." ”

Han Changwan leaned over to take a look, and the originally crystal clear water was a little more turbid.

Yao Qi held the cup, tilted his head and said: "The water seems to be a little colder, but it's not much cold, look at this heat, it was originally gathered together, but now it is a little scattered." ”

Looking at everything in front of him, Han Changdu's heart was shocked, and he finally understood where the familiar feeling came from when he first came.

He said heavily: "I remember, this is one of the formations recorded in that fragment, called Jinse, those two cups of water are more leaky here, every time the water temperature is cool, you and I will lose ten years, and the ten years less are collected by the formation under the twenty filament cloths, and when the water temperature is completely cooled, it is the time limit for you and me." ”

Yao Qi's hand trembled, and he quickly put the cup back on the small table, biting his lower lip fiercely to calm himself down: "Big, my lord, then this formation, there is a way to crack it." ”

Han Changdui pursed his lips, and his eyes fell on the chess game with more black and less white: "Yes, if you crack that chess game, the formation will naturally be half cracked, and Shouyuan will not be reduced anymore, just find a way to cut off the filament." He turned his head to look at Yao Qi and smiled: "Do you know how to play chess?" ”

Yao Qi smiled bitterly: "No." ”

Han Changwan: "Then you go and bring the lantern, warm the water, let it cool more slowly, and we can age more slowly." ”

After saying these few words, Han Changdu's hair was like a slice of salt, a wisp of black and a wisp of white, and there were also fine light lines on the originally tight skin.

Yao Qi was already ten years younger than Han Changdu, but she didn't resist the ravages of the years, she looked at her loose skin and flesh in the bronze mirror, the decree lines hanging underneath, and the crow's feet that couldn't be bounced away, and secretly thought, when you go out, you must apply a few more masks in retaliation.

With this in mind, she took out the candle from the lantern and laid it on the ground, sat down cross-legged, and held a cup in one hand and placed it on the candle to warm it.

Han Changdui sighed lightly and said happily: "Fortunately, the formation in front of you is not the most powerful Jinse, every time the water temperature is cool, it will only reduce the longevity by ten years, and the most powerful Jinse will reduce the longevity by fifty years." ”

Yao Qi's lips were dry, and he couldn't speak for a long time, the most powerful Jin Se collected fifty years of life at a time, wouldn't it be able to kill people all of a sudden.

Han Changwan sat down on the side of the white chess piece with his clothes and arched his hand towards the empty opposite side: "Please." ”

In order not to add to the blockage for herself, Yao Qi put away the bronze mirror, and if she didn't look at it, she would not get old, but she always wanted to look up to see Han Chang's twilight, so she would avoid seeing his face, almost counting the wrinkles growing on his face, and the more she counted, the more cold her heart became, as if she had seen her face like an old tree bark that had dried up.

The meditation room was quiet, He Zhenfu waited outside with the internal guards, heard that there was no movement inside, he suddenly felt ominous, rushed in with a knife, looked at the empty meditation room, he stumbled, failed to stop his legs and feet, and fell to the ground.

He slammed the ground vigorously and shouted hoarsely: "What about people, what about people, what about adults, Yao joins the army!" ”

When the guards heard the movement, they rushed in one after another, looking at the meditation room and looking at each other.

He Zhenfu got up, staggered against the wall, covered his sudden heart, blushed and yelled: "Go and find, find, dig three feet into the ground, and find out the adults, go quickly." ”

The guards scattered in the meditation room, some digging in the courtyard.

At this moment, a white shadow floated in the distance, and the night wind swept the corners of the white miserable clothes, like a ghost hanging in the air, sometimes crossing the night sky, sometimes skimming the treetops, and with the sound of whimpering wind, it was a ghost.

The ghost spread his hair, swung to the door of the meditation room, slapped his thigh, lifted the two locks of broken hair in front of his forehead, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Oh, it's too late." ”

This shout startled the internal guards, and they raised their heads one after another, screaming in unison, forgetting that their hearts and galls were broken, and they had only one thought in their hearts, this person was really black, really fucking black into carbon.

When He Zhenfu heard this ghost scream, he hurriedly rushed out to see, stumbled for a moment, and shouted, "Who are you?" He paused, this person is a human or a ghost, how did he break in from under the noses of the guards guarding the outside, thinking of this, he was a little nervous: "How did you get in." ”

The ghost slapped his thigh triumphantly: "Walked in." As he spoke, he raised his leg and was about to walk into the meditation room.

With a bang, He Zhenfu put the big knife in front of him and shouted: "Quit, the Internal Health Department will handle the case, and idlers will not enter." ”

The ghost sneered: "Internal Security Division, if you don't let me in again, just wait to collect Han Jiuchao's body." ”

He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment, and with this stunned kung fu, the ghost flashed into the meditation room from the side and threw a sign to He Zhenfu with his backhand.

He Zhenfu glanced at it, his face changed, and he hurriedly threw the sign back, the thing was hot and couldn't be touched.

The ghost floated to the south wall, tilted its head to look at the wall where plain white had landed, looked left and right, and suddenly drew the sword at his waist.

He held a golden bell in one hand and a white sword in the other, and the demons were dancing like demons in front of the white wall, how awkward it looked.

He Zhenfu walked over on tiptoe, patted the ghost on the shoulder, and said, "This son, are you jumping a big rope?" ”

The ghost was startled, and his voice jumped out of the distance, and he turned his head and scolded: "Why do you walk silently, you don't know that people are scared and scared to death." ”

He Zhenfu sighed: "Childe, you have a good jump with this big rope." ”

The ghost spat out: "Get out, you are the one who jumps the big rope, and your whole family jumps the big rope." He put on a master's head, shook the bell and said, "You stay away, don't affect my performance." ”

His shadow stretched from the ground to the wall, the crisp sound of the bell was endless, as if laughing and crying, the long sword was raised above his head, and the sword spike shook and swayed, making people dizzy.

His behavior attracted the onlookers of the internal guards, pointing and whispering, like countless mosquitoes and flies circling in the meditation room, buzzing.

He Zhenfu turned his head and glared at the guards impatiently.

The internal guards were suddenly silent, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense, but only met with their eyes.

The ghost turned a deaf ear to everything behind him, and only shook the bell and his sword intently, and circled in front of the white wall, and no one could understand what he was reading.

Suddenly, he gently spit out the word "open", and as soon as he stretched his legs, he squeezed into the white wall.

There wasn't a crack in the wall, and his body wasn't as thin as a piece of paper, but it was still in plain sight, squeezing in one leg first, then a shoulder, then the other.

Eventually, most of his body had been squeezed into the white wall, leaving only his head and half of his shoes exposed.

The internal guards were so frightened that they couldn't even scream, their legs kept trembling, their legs were as weak as soup cakes, they couldn't stand and couldn't move, the words "ghost" were on their lips, but their tongues were knotted and their mouths trembled, and they couldn't shout out.

At this moment, the ghost shouted: "Ouch, I'm going, why is it stuck, who is that, come on, come and do me a favor, push me." ”

The internal guards looked at each other, pushed it, don't tease, can't walk at all, okay.

He Zhenfu turned his head and scolded a useless thing, dragged his two soft legs over, and asked, "Where to push?" ”

The ghost moved its neck, and its voice was a little hoarse: "Push your head, hurry up, suffocate me." ”

He Zhenfu restrained his fear, shook his hand and pressed his head, pushing him against the white wall.

Han Changdui twisted a white piece and looked at the chess game fixedly, and did not fall for a long time.

The situation in the chess game has changed greatly, the black and white have each occupied half of the country, you have me, I have you, although the outcome is still undecided, but the defeat of the white has obviously been reversed.

The two candles on the ground were already halfway burning, and the flames were not so bright.

Yao Qi always held the two cups, the soreness and pain wrapped around his entire arm from his fingertips, and the stiff skin and flesh were trembling slightly.

Han Changdui took a deep breath, blowing through the strands of white hair that fell down, and the hand that twisted the white son, the skin was dull yellow and lusterless, covered with fine lines, the hand was like being wrapped in a layer of chicken skin, and the skull joints under the chicken skin appeared, and it was amazingly thin.

With a click, the white child finally landed on the chessboard.

Yao Qi hurriedly looked up, she didn't know chess, she couldn't see whether she was winning or losing, and asked in a dark voice, "Who, won?" ”

Before he finished speaking, there was another change on the chessboard, and the sunspot flew out of the chessboard with a crackle and landed in the pitch-black chess jar.

At this moment, the filaments crisscrossing the air trembled slightly, and the ghostly light dissipated.

Han Changwan let out a long sigh of relief, the sweat that had been condensed for a long time fell, and he said in a hoarse voice: "It's broken, Shouyuan won't be reduced anymore." ”

Yao Qi hurriedly put down the two cups, rubbed her stiff arms, her hands were also covered with goosebumps, and she muttered: "Shouyuan will not decrease, but it has already grown like this, how will I see people in the future." ”