Chapter 603 — The Vajra in His Eyes
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The Silent Craftsman gestured a few times. The Deaf Elder took it in and said, "Simple enough. Just don't look in a mirror. He's not some shy little wife. It was the Silent Craftsman who said it, not me."
The Pill Master took out a mirror and turned it on Shen Mu, watching for his reaction. Shen Mu's eyes went blank and fixed at once, and within them a figure seemed to be walking nearer. He hastily put the mirror away and said, "Not looking in a mirror is easy enough. But what about washing his face? Or someone else turning a mirror on Shen'er? Send in a demon or a spy with a mirror, and Shen'er need only glance at it to be caught. There must be no small number of power-wielders in Taihuang Heaven who have gone over to the demon race, and Tianfeng Gou is far from the only one!"
The Butcher snatched the mirror from his hand and flashed it at Shen Mu. Shen Mu's eyes fixed on the mirror again, and within them the figure of the Vajra walked nearer, a little closer than before.
Startled, the Butcher hurriedly turned the mirror face down, and only then did the Vajra in Shen Mu's eyes disappear.
"Incredible!"
The Butcher could not help praising him. "The Vajra's divine power is monstrously strange, that it can issue from Shen'er's own eyes! Why not lure him out? Fetch a dozen or so gods and demons, join forces with a True God, and hack him to pieces with a hail of blades, then see what mischief he can make!"
Shen Mu shook his head. "It's no use. He does not truly appear. The mirror only triggers his art, and once it is triggered, it pulls me to his side. He will never show himself before us."
The Butcher praised him again. "He can manage that much? Truly remarkable!"
The Silent Craftsman seized the mirror away and turned it on Shen Mu as well. Again Shen Mu's gaze was drawn helplessly to it, and the Vajra in his eyes came a stretch nearer.
The Silent Craftsman hastily flipped the mirror over and said gravely, "Aba!"
The Blind Elder hurriedly took the mirror, and was just about to turn it on Shen Mu when Granny Zhu flew into a rage and dealt the Blind Elder a resounding rap on the head. "You pack of old wretches who will not die! Look again and Shen'er will be carried off by that three-faced freak!"
The Blind Elder was furious. "Granny, they all did it. Why do you beat only me?"
Granny Zhu seized the mirror away. The Lame Elder, all eagerness to try it himself, saw Granny Zhu guarding her own like a hen with a chick and had no choice but to hold himself back.
Granny Zhu too wanted to turn the mirror on Shen Mu, but he was, after all, the child she had raised with her own hands, and she restrained herself, though her fingers itched unbearably. She kept longing just to take one look.
In Hidden Maim Village, apart from the Lame Elder, she was the most playful of them all.
"If he cannot look in a mirror, and we cannot drag the Vajra over, does that mean this art will stay in Shen'er's eyes forever?" None of them had any idea what to do.
Though every one of them commanded vast powers, the Vajra's art was so uncanny and unfathomable that none of them knew how to break it.
The Imperial Teacher Jingping and the True God Pang Yu came over. "So you Daoist friends have returned? We were just then marshalling the army and could not spare aid. Pray forgive us."
"The Imperial Teacher Jingping has always been a man of ideas. Perhaps he can think of a way!"
The others hastily explained the matter to the Imperial Teacher Jingping, who said in astonishment, "Such a thing can happen? Let me try the mirror!" With that he drew a mirror from his bosom and made to turn it on Shen Mu.
The Butcher, the Blind Elder, and the rest wore strange looks. Though the Imperial Teacher Jingping was a middle-aged man, he was handsome and of imposing bearing, plainly very careful of his appearance, and carried a mirror on his person.
Granny Zhu clenched her fist, ready to rap the Imperial Teacher Jingping on the skull.