"The mirror spirit has a special characteristic. It cannot leave the mirror for more than a quarter of an hour. Similarly, the range of leaving the mirror is also limited. If the mirror spirit wants to walk around outside at will, there is only one way."
Qin Yu paused for a moment before replying: "That is to grab a person and put it in the mirror to replace it, so that it can escape the shackles of the mirror."
For the mirror spirit, the mirror is not only the mother's womb, but it is also a prison. The mirror gives it life, but at the same time it limits its freedom.
Qin Yu's eyes were on the surrounding mirrors, looking at them piece by piece. Suddenly, his mind was shocked. The mirrors around him reminded him of a possibility. He opened his lips slightly and softly uttered two words: Use mirrors to nourish the soul.
Qin Yu remembered that he once saw an incident in an ancient book. In ancient times, there was a landowner who had a fortune and a lot of fertile land. This landowner's reputation in the local area was unmatched even by the county magistrate.
All the officials who took office went to visit him, and it can be said that he enjoyed endless glory.
However, no matter how prosperous the landowner was, he could not escape the cycle of life, old age, illness, and death. Seeing that his end was approaching, the landowner was reluctant to give up his glory and wealth, so he began to ask people everywhere to find a way to live forever. In the end, he found an alternative.
method.
This method was told to him by a warlock at the time. The warlock told him that there was almost no way in the world that could truly make a person live forever. Even if there were, such an expert would not be something he, a landowner, could meet, but he did.
There is another way, which I think is a different kind of immortality.
The warlock's method was to use a mirror. He asked the landowner to look at the mirror for three hours every day and recite a mantra silently. This mantra could extract a bit of the landowner's soul and enter it into the mirror.
The warlock told the landlord that if it lasted for a hundred years, and if he set up a Feng Shui bureau in the cemetery, the mirror would produce a mirror spirit, and the mirror spirit would look like the landlord, because there was a trace of the landlord in the mirror spirit.
soul, so this can be regarded as a different kind of immortality.
After the landowner learned about this method, he was overjoyed. In a hundred years, he believed that his family property would not be ruined, so he asked his descendants to bury the mirror with him after his death.
He also asked his descendants to open his tomb a hundred years later, and he would then come back to life.
The descendants of the landlord were also very filial. After the landlord died, the cemetery was built according to the landlord's instructions. But on the day when the landlord was buried, his favorite grandson might have seen such a big mirror and was a little curious.
I ran over, looked here and there, and finally accidentally broke the mirror in front of the tombstone.
Since the landowner did not tell his descendants that his so-called immortality depended on this mirror, his descendants didn't care when they saw the mirror was broken, so they buried it with another mirror.
Without the ordinary mirror that holds the landlord's soul, it is naturally impossible to resurrect the landlord. The final result is that after a hundred years, the landlord's tomb is opened by his descendants, leaving only a trace of dust.
Qin Yu still remembers the instructions given by the author of the ancient book to the landowner: There is no method of immortality, but no longevity.
"Qin Yu, do you mean that this mirror spirit was specially nourished by someone?" Zhuang Rui asked after listening to Qin Yu's explanation.
"To use a mirror to nourish the soul, you must have a Feng Shui bureau. Let's go ahead and take a look." Qin Yu said solemnly.
"Brother Zhuang, Mr. Qin, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to move forward." Peng Fei, who was in front of them, suddenly said to Qin Yu and Zhuang Rui in a strange tone. His eyes were fixed on the front of the corridor, and his semen erupted.
When Qin Yu and Zhuang Rui heard Peng Fei's words, they looked forward. At this sight, both of them were stunned. Qin Yu's pupils shrank sharply. In front of the corridor, stood four people with black shadows and white faces.
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These four people with black shadows and white faces just appeared out of thin air, with four flat faces staring at them expressionlessly. Qin Yu noticed that the one on the far right had his right hand broken off from the wrist, and his palm was missing.
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These four white-faced and dark-shadowed people are all mirror spirits, and the one among them was the one who attacked Qin Yu.
Qin Yu did not hesitate, pushed Zahar away, stood at the front, and confronted the four mirror spirits. After a long time, Qin Yu's eyes burst out with a brilliant light. The four mirror spirits had not yet put them in his eyes.
Here, just when he was about to take action, the four mirror spirits seemed to have sensed the danger, and all of them rushed into the four bronze mirrors above, below, left, and right, and disappeared.
"Brother Zhuang, Brother Peng, and Brother Zahar, the three of you are walking forward with your back to back. Be careful of being attacked by the mirror spirit. Those four mirror spirits can appear at will in this mirror path."
Qin Yu opened the way in front, and Zhuang Rui and others did not dare to neglect. Following Qin Yu's instructions, the three of them formed a triangle with their backs leaning against each other, and followed Qin Yu slowly.
Suddenly, the white face of the bronze mirror on Qin Yu's left side flashed, and a mirror spirit stretched out his cyan hand and grabbed Zahar's hair. The speed was so fast that Zahar had no time to react, and his whole head was pulled.
Hitting the mirror.
"Chasing the shadow, kill!"
Qin Yu shouted loudly, and a white light flashed from his palm, and it approached the cyan arm in an instant. However, he heard a sharp, painful sound like an owl's cry coming from the mirror, and the cyan arm fell off.
It fell to the ground, but the mirror spirit disappeared.
Qin Yu withdrew Zhuiying with an expressionless face. He knew that these mirror spirits were cunning and fast, so he had no choice but to let Zhuiying deal with them.
"Keep walking forward."
As if they were afraid of the chasing shadow in Qin Yu's hands, the remaining mirror spirit never appeared again, and Qin Yu and others were allowed to walk out of the corridor.
"General's Monument!"
After stepping out of the corridor, a huge stone tablet stood on a carved horse. It was a war horse, with its head held high and its hooves raised in front, in a posture ready to charge into battle.
Zhuang Rui has frequently inspected ancient tombs and has also seen the tombs of some military generals. Military generals are different from civilian officials. War horses raise their guns and their horses hide their corpses. This is what military generals yearn for. Therefore, there are many horse sculptures on the tombstones of military generals.
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"Killing one person is a sin, killing ten thousand people is a hero, and the eternal karma is all in killing people!"
There was only such a poem on the simple stone tablet, but the murderous intent revealed in this poem made Qin Yu and others feel suffocated.
This murderous aura is different from the coldness of ordinary murderous aura. It is more domineering than murderous aura. This murderous aura is like a huge wave rising into the sky, hitting Qin Yu and the others head-on, like a tiger and leopard descending from the mountain and swallowing the mountains and rivers.
With such momentum, Qin Yu and the others were like boats floating on the tide, almost ready to be swallowed up.
The first person who couldn't bear it was Zahar. This big man from Xinjiang only glanced at the words on the stone tablet, then took a few steps back and sat on the ground. His breathing was very rapid, and he sat on the ground and gulped.
panting.
The second person who couldn't hold on was Peng Fei. Peng Fei was a special forces soldier and came out of the special forces unit of the special forces. His hands were stained with a lot of blood, but even so, the words on this stone tablet were
With the murderous intent revealed in the words, he only persisted for a minute before falling to the ground just like Zahar.
The third one is Zhuang Rui. He persisted for two minutes longer than Peng Fei. Now, in front of the stone monument, only Qin Yu is still standing there. Of course, this does not include Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu is not affected by this at all.
Affected by the murderous aura, his little head was exposed from Qin Yu's pocket, and his big eyes stared at the stone tablet with curiosity and blinked a few times.
"puff!"
Qin Yu, who persisted the longest, was the most seriously injured. A mouthful of blood spurted out directly on the stone tablet, while Qin Yu himself fell to the ground.
"Qin Yu, are you okay?"
Seeing Qin Yu vomiting blood, Zhuang Rui quickly came over to help Qin Yu. Qin Yu shook his head and said it was nothing serious. He and Zhuang Rui looked at each other, and both saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes. This tomb's
The two of them finally guessed who the master was.
With such murderous handwriting and domineering words, among the military generals in history, who else could there be besides Bai Qi, the God of Death?
At this moment, Qin Yu finally understood why the appearance of the ancient tomb would bring down the punishment from heaven. With the blood stained on the hands of this god of killing, it is not an exaggeration to say that the punishment from heaven would come down.
The God of Killing Bai Qi, in the battle of Changping, killed the Zhao army and surrendered 400,000 soldiers, leaving only 200 weak soldiers to go back and report the news. In this battle, the Zhao State was completely defeated, and the name of the God of Killing Bai Qi resounded throughout the world.
The Battle of Changping produced two famous figures in history, Bai Qi, the God of Killing, and Zhao Kuo, the armchair warrior. However, after the war, Changping's corpses lay everywhere, bleeding and drifting.
In three months, the sky over Changping was filled with dark clouds. The 400,000 Zhao soldiers who were killed by Bai Qi were filled with resentment, and Changping became a veritable ghost place.
"Didn't Bai Qi commit suicide in the Xianyang area? How come his cemetery appears here?" Zhuang Rui asked his doubts in a low voice.
According to historical records, King Zhao of Qin asked Bai Qi to lead an army to conquer Zhao, but Bai Qi delayed it, which made King Zhao of Qin furious, so he gave Bai Qi a long sword and ordered him to commit suicide.
According to the "Book of the Later Han Dynasty", the news of Bai Qi's death spread to the six countries, and the princes of the six countries drank wine to celebrate Bai Qi's death.
"What is recorded in history is not necessarily true." Qin Yu replied meaningfully.
He remembered what happened in the Shangqing Palace and the Underground Palace. Wasn't it recorded in history that Yuan Chenghuan was executed by Chongzhen? But the truth he saw was completely different from the historical records. So did Bai Qi really commit suicide in Xianyang? Qin Yu
I don’t think what is recorded in history is the truth.
"Moreover, who else could write such a handwriting full of murderous intent except the great murderer?" Qin Yu looked at Zhuang Rui and said with a bitter smile.
The reason why the handwriting on this stone tablet has such a terrifying murderous aura is because the person who wrote these words himself had a terrifying murderous aura, and then through the brush, he left these writings on it.
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