Yang Zimei did not hide anything from Song Xuan, "Mr. Song, do you know why people wear mirrors on their bodies?"
"Except for women, men generally don't wear mirrors on their bodies. However, there is a breast shield on the armor. When I saw the portrait, I also felt strange, why would I hang a mirror like that on my waist? Could it be that the portrait
The owner is very narcissistic and loves looking in the mirror?”
After saying that, he looked at Yang Zimei strangely.
Yang Zimei smiled and said, "Almost none of my boyfriends have ever looked in the mirror, let alone hung a mirror on their bodies. This mirror actually has a very strange function. Although it cannot reflect people's faces, it is
It can see people's souls. But most people can't see the soul, so they think they can't see themselves."[
"Only the soul can be seen?" Song Xuan raised the mirror again and looked at it carefully, and asked casually, "Can you see what my soul looks like?"
"I can still see it when I look in the mirror, but when I look at it like this, I can't see it."
Yang Zimi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Xuan's soul.
His soul was still clean, so he smiled and said, "Mr. Song's soul is very clean, which means it is very light. He will be able to go to heaven after his death."
"The soul is clean and light? What does that mean?" Song Xuan was puzzled.
"Actually, human souls are divided into weights. The purer the soul, the lighter it will be, and it can float to heaven after death. On the contrary, the dirtier the soul, the heavier it will be, and the deeper it will fall into hell, until it reaches the age of eighteen.
A layer of hell." Yang Zimei explained.
"So that's it."
This was the first time that Song Xuan heard the saying that souls have different weights.
He was not a superstitious person originally, but since he came into contact with Yang Zimei, a series of strange things happened around him, such as the incident where the phoenix weeping blood mirror caused Qingmei to be possessed by evil spirits. He began to believe that there is really something that humans can do in the world.
Unknown mysterious forces are controlling it.
"Xiao Mei, your soul should be more pure, right?"
Song Xuan asked, holding the mirror.
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly and did not answer.
In the mirror, she could only reflect her miserable soul from her previous life, which was completely muddy.
As for what this life will be like, she doesn't know.
If it could be seen, it probably wouldn't be pure.
"Xiao Mei, I thought of a legendary mirror. I really wonder if this mirror is that mirror." Song Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Uh? What mirror?"
Yang Zimei asked anxiously.
"The King of Qin's Bone Mirror."[
Song Xuan touched the patterns on the mirror and said, "However, this mirror only appears in legends. Whether it really exists or not is unknown."
"King of Qin's Bone Mirror?" Yang Zimei heard this for the first time, "What's the legend about this?"
"Legend has it that when Qin Shihuang was on his way to the south, he saw someone salvaging a floating corpse from the sea. The floating corpse was that of an old man, tall and good-looking, with a beard longer than his chest and fair skin. He was wearing the clothes of an ancient king.
, I don’t know how long I have been floating in the sea, but my face is lifelike and my skin shows no signs of being soaked in sea water, just like a living person sleeping.
You also know that when Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms and reached the peak of his power, he began to be afraid of death. He went everywhere asking for immortals, hoping to live forever. He thought they were the remains of immortals and wanted to enshrine the corpses.
