My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 406: Who tied the wrong red thread?

With such a large group of ghosts, Mianmian had to use all her strength to pull them.

 I couldn’t find a way out of the house, so I had to go out and look for it.

Mianmian and Chunchun walked outside the orphanage together and walked around. They found that the area of ​​​​the place was limited, and they would hit the wall when they reached a certain position.

 “You haven’t found the way out yet?” Lu Lu asked out of nowhere.

 “Yeah.” Mianmian also felt very distressed.

Just now I searched all the rooms in the orphanage, but I couldn't find Potian. Now that I'm out, I still can't find the exit.

However, Fentian and Potian, their names are so strange, can they not get along with Grandpa Tian?

Thinking about it, Mianmian raised his head and glanced at the sky.

 The sky at night is dark and dark, and only the moon is as bright as the sky outside, but the direction of the quarter moon is reversed.

Mianmian stared at the moon for a while, and suddenly remembered a poem about the moon.

 “The bright light is like a flying mirror approaching Danque. The green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance...”

After hearing this, Lu Lu said helplessly: "You still have time to say such things? We haven't found a way out yet."

Mianmian didn't care that Lu Lu was complaining. She pointed at the moon with bright eyes and said, "Lu Lu, the moon is also like a mirror. Some ancient poets said that the moon is like a white jade plate."

When Xiao Nai Tuanzi said this, he stepped on the magic carpet talisman under his feet and wanted to fly to the sky to have a look.

 But this time, the magic carpet charm didn't work, and she couldn't fly even if she wanted to. Not only that, the soul hooking rope in his hand seemed to suddenly lose control, and suddenly let go of the ghosts and turned into an ordinary chain.

 “The spell doesn’t work?” Mianmian frowned.

The green light was floating, but now it suddenly hit the ground. He patted his knees and stood up, confirming Mianmian's guess: "It seems like this, magic can't be used here."

It was still working at first, but now the spell suddenly fails. There must be a reason.

Mianmian stared at the moon and smiled happily: "It must be fear. Because of fear, Mianmian can't fly."

"Who, who is scared?" Chunchun asked tremblingly. Seeing the evil ghosts on the ground standing up again, she couldn't help but remind Mianmian, "They stood up again..."

The ghosts on the ground were covering the wounds on their shoulders and approaching Mianmian, wanting to continue attacking Mianmian.

After all, they are all adults, and Chunchun is afraid that Mianmian will get hurt.

Furthermore, Chunchun also tried to use the red rope just now and found that he could not control the red rope like before.

At Chunchun's anxious voice, Mianmian turned around, clenched her little hands into fists and jumped up. Bang Bang knocked those ghosts unconscious with a few fists.

Even without the spell, she is still very powerful Mianmian, and she is not easily injured!

 It’s just that we can’t fly to the moon to see it now, so how can we touch the moon?

Mianmian thought for a moment and looked down at his flying sword.

 She can't fly up, so she can let the sword fly up!

The little girl holds the sword, with one foot facing forward, her small waist leaning back, and her little hand holding the flying sword as she steps back. After assessing the position, she threw the sword hard.

The small silver sword flew toward the moon like an arrow off its string.

 But just when the small sword was about to touch the moon, it was blocked.

At this time, Mian Mian still maintained the same posture as before, and another thing in her hand was flying towards the moon.

 Look carefully and you can see that it is a small green tripod.

Green and green, wow, wow, wow! What Mianmian lost was not something else, but his own body.

That is the divine weapon Shennong Ding, the most powerful furnace that can be used to refine medicine, but now it is used like a broken stone to smash things.

 It was the mirror in the sky that was smashed!

Lu Lu looked at it in stunned silence, seeing her body drawing a graceful arc in the air, and then hitting something accurately, making a snapping sound.

 Subsequently, cracks appeared throughout the venue, like a smashed mirror, gradually falling to the ground.

The broken lenses disappeared one by one, and the turning moon in the sky returned to normal. What remained in place was a rusty and cracked bronze mirror.

 The spell returned to normal, and the green color was floating in the air again. He looked at the bronze mirror that fell on the ground in surprise and found that it was indeed his old colleague Kunlun Mirror.

 In ancient times, there was no such thing as glass, so being able to make a bronze mirror was considered amazing. Therefore, the Kunlun Mirror, like his body, reveals an ancient aura.

 But ancient is ancient, his Shennong Cauldron is still intact, why did the Kunlun Mirror break into pieces? Is it still so rusty?

Looking at the marks, it doesn’t look like they were made just now.

“The Kunlun Mirror was broken. When did it break?” Lu Lu asked doubtfully.

Mianmian also discovered the rust in the cracks of the mirror. She picked it up and wiped it with her sleeve. When she found that the rust could not be wiped off, she stopped caring about it and put the mirror directly into her small bag.

The little breasted dumpling who got the trophy smiled happily and muttered: "Isn't the Kunlun Mirror still without a weapon spirit?"

Lu Lu was about to vomit blood.

 “Everyone is broken and damaged, how can we still produce the weapon spirit? It was already working well just now.”

Mianmian thought so too.

“That’s why it came out so easily and it didn’t have any effect?” She looked around while saying that the Kunlun Mirror did not trap her.

 Having come out of the mirror, what about the guy named Potian?

Now they were standing in the backyard of the orphanage. Not only had they disappeared, but the ghosts also wanted to run away.

Mianmian took out the ghost rope and lured all the ghosts back. She didn't find Potian and didn't force them. She just called the ghost messenger from this place to take the ghosts to the underworld and take the children who had not done any bad things. Ghosts are also sent to line up to be reincarnated.

The ghost messenger arrived very quickly. While receiving the evil ghost dumplings handed over by Mianmian, he also took out the hook to hook Chunchun who was running away.

 “Sister-in-law, you missed a ghost.” The ghost smiled flatteringly, “Let me catch him, so I won’t bother my aunt.”

Mianmian blocked the ghost's hook: "He doesn't need to hook him. Just send these down first. Mianmian will tell Uncle Cui."

Chunchun ran so anxiously, of course she was worried about Huahua.

He ran two steps before he felt that he could float around like before, and hurriedly flew towards Huahua's room.

 It was already late at night, and all the children were fast asleep.

Chunchun entered the house and when she walked towards Huahua, she was caught off guard by a cold hand.

 Looking back, he found two big ghosts, hurriedly trying to lock each other with red ropes.

Rose stunned; "This child uses a red rope, is it the old reincarnation of the old aunt and grandma?"

Feng Xianer thought the same thing: "It should be so, but why can't his red rope tie us up?"

Chunchun didn't know who the aunt they were talking about was, so she just swallowed, stared at the two ghosts and said, "It's not that my red rope can't tie you up, it's that there is already a red thread between you."

After hearing this, Feng Xianer and Meigui looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

 There is already a red line between them? ! Who tied it? Is it tied wrongly?

 (End of this chapter)