*****"Mr. Song, do you know why people wear mirrors on their bodies?"

"Except for women, men generally don't wear mirrors on their bodies, but there are goggles on their armor. At that time, when I saw the picture, I also felt strange. Why did I hang such a mirror on my waist? Did the owner of the portrait love himself to look at the mirror? "

With that, he took a strange look at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei laughed, "my boyfriend, almost never looked in the mirror, and would not hang a mirror on his body. In fact, this mirror also has a very strange function. Although it can't see people's images, it can see people's souls. It's just that ordinary people can't see their souls, and they think they can't see themselves. "

"Can only see the soul?" Song Xuan raised the mirror again and looked at it carefully. He asked casually, "can you see what my soul looks like?"

"If I look in the mirror, I can still see it, but I can't see it in this way."

Yang Zimei went over and took a look at Song Xuan's soul.

His soul is still clean, so he said with a smile, "Mr. Song's soul is very clean and light. After his death, he will be able to go to heaven."

"The soul is clean and light? What does that mean? " Song Xuan was puzzled.

"In fact, people's souls are different. The purer the soul is, the more light it will be. Only after death can it float to heaven. On the contrary, the dirtier the soul is, the heavier it will be and the deeper it will fall into hell until it reaches the 18th floor of hell. " Yang Zimei explained.

"So it is."

It was the first time that song Xuan heard that there was a distinction between the weight and the weight of soul.

Since the Phoenix plum has been superstitious in the world, for example, he can't believe that the mysterious things happened in the mirror before the Phoenix touch, for example, he can't believe that the mysterious things happened in the human side.

"Xiaomei, your soul should be more pure?"

Asked song Xuan, holding the mirror.

Yang Zimei grinned bitterly and did not answer.

In the mirror, can only reflect her last life that miserable soul, a turbid.

As for this life, she did not know.

If you can see it, it will not be pure.

"Xiaomei, I think of a legendary mirror. I really doubt whether this mirror is that mirror." Song Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Eh? What mirror? "

Yang Zimei asked anxiously.

"The king of Qin looks at the bone mirror."

Song Xuan touched the pictures on the mirror and said, "however, the mirror is only a legend. Whether it really exists is unknown."

"King Qin's bone mirror?" It was the first time that Yang Zimei heard, "what legend is there?"

"It is said that when Qin Shihuang was in power, he was on his way to the South and saw someone fishing for a floating corpse by the sea. The floating corpse was an old man, tall and handsome, with a long beard over the chest and a white skin. Wearing the clothes of an ancient king, he did not know how long he had been floating in the sea. However, his face was lifelike, and his skin showed no signs of soaking in the sea, just like a living man asleep.

As you know, Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, and when his power reached its peak, he began to be afraid of death. He asked for immortals everywhere, hoping to live forever. He thought it was the remains of an immortal, and he wanted to sacrifice the corpse. "

Song Xuan took a sip of tea and stopped.

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