"Look at your tone, as if you have seen that kind of mirror. I don't believe that there can be a mirror to find people's souls in this world. I am an atheist, and I don't believe that ghosts exist after death!"
The woman in black said with disdain.
Yang Zimei smiled.
She didn't see the point in arguing with an atheist about the existence of souls in this world.
Everyone has their own beliefs, and she cannot impose her own thoughts, views, and thoughts on others.
However, she wanted to take a look at the soul of the woman in black. After all, she could not see her information with her own eyes.
She took out the mirror that could reflect the soul from the storage ring.
The woman in black stared at her dumbfounded, as if she were doing a magic trick. Suddenly there was a mirror in her hand, and if she looked carefully, the mirror was almost the same as the mirror in the portrait.
"Isn't it the bone mirror you are holding that is King Qin's bone mirror, or the mirror in this portrait?"
The woman in black asked doubtfully.
Yang Zimei did not answer, but held the mirror to shine at the woman in black.
The woman in black ducked away, covered her face and shouted, "What are you going to do? Don't look at me!"
"Tch, I thought you were a fearless person, but it turns out you're even afraid of looking in the mirror. It's really funny."
Yang Zimei stimulated his generals.
"I don't like looking in the mirror, so what? What's more, I don't know if your mirror is an osteoscope or if it will make me sick due to excessive X-ray radiation. Please put it away quickly."
The woman in black argued.
Yang Zimei had no choice but to put the mirror away, but in her heart she was thinking about finding an opportunity to take a look at her secretly to see what her soul looked like.
Seeing the mirror disappear in her hand again, the woman in black looked Yang Zimei up and down, but couldn't find any place on her body where she could hide anything.
"You can do magic? Where is the mirror hidden?"
"This is a magician's secret, so naturally I can't tell you!"
Yang Zimei said deliberately mysteriously.
She is not stupid enough to tell others about her space storage ring.
"Don't tell me if you don't tell me, you're stingy!"
The woman in black snorted coldly, and as if to vent her anger, she raised her foot and kicked the portrait. Her movements were extremely rude and violent, making Yang Zi's eyebrows twitch.
She was just about to scold her, but she saw that the portrait suddenly cracked into two slits, and then gradually expanded to both sides...
"Oh no, I kicked the trap again!"
The woman in black shouted happily and looked into the crack.
Yang Zimei also leaned over to take a look!
I saw a stone table inside, and two people, a man and a woman, were sitting on both sides of the stone table, playing chess with their heads down.
The man is wearing armor, while the woman is wrapped in thin silk, with long hair hanging down her face, making it difficult to see her face.
"Living figurines?"
The woman in black gave a low cry and jumped in first.
Yang Zimei jumped in after him.
"I guess, this man is the man in the portrait outside, this woman..."
The woman in black reached out and pushed up the long hair that was covering her face, and then gasped, "Why do you look so much like you?"
Yang Zimei also saw it.
This woman really looks like me, but she looks like herself a few years later.
"It's not a living figurine, it's a wax figure! It makes me happy for nothing!"
The woman in black touched it with her fingers and said in frustration.
Yang Zimei also saw clearly that these two were really wax figures.