After listening to it, I also knew a rough idea in my heart.

I remembered a very popular joke I saw on the Internet some time ago, saying that it was a college student who was idle and frustrated. He found a mirror to do an experiment. He looked in the mirror from morning to night every day, keeping it for more than 40 times a day, each time lasting for five minutes.

It was okay at the beginning, but as time went by, more and more strange situations began to happen. First, he found that he didn't know himself in the mirror anymore, and then he often couldn't control his emotions, cried wildly, laughed wildly, and felt as if the one in the mirror was the real self. Now he had to do things with himself in the mirror.

About a month later, he found that he could no longer live without the mirror. As soon as he left the mirror, he felt that the whole world was blank and he could not feel his existence. He had to sit in front of the mirror all day and look at himself in the mirror.

I can't eat, can't sleep, and don't brush my teeth and wash my face. I'm so hungry that I'm skinny, my eyes are black and my hair is messy, and I look like a dead ghost.

Until later, he developed symptoms of schizophrenia and felt that he was fake. The real self in the mirror was living in doubts and pain every day. Finally, he couldn't bear the mental pressure and committed suicide...

An ordinary mirror can make people look like this, let alone an ancient Tang Dynasty mirror with unknown origin?

This Ms. Song is really looking for death.

I asked Ms. Song, how long does it take to look in a mirror in a day?

Ms. Song hesitated for a moment and said that at the beginning it was only a dozen times, and at most, she sat in front of the mirror all day.

I was shocked by Ms. Song, and I don’t have to be narcissistic to this extent.

I quickly asked Ms. Song why she looked in the mirror so many times? Ms. Song said that there was something strange about this. She works in a micro-business and handles all kinds of things at home every day. She stays at home all day long and dresses up when she is bored. What's wrong?

I said that if you look in the mirror too much, there may be some mental problems.

Ms. Song cursed directly: "Bad, are you professional? Those who practice dancing practice in front of the mirror all day long. So, according to what you said, are all schizophrenia?"

I said that the nature of the two is different. When they practice dancing, most of their attention is focused on physical movements and they basically don’t look at their faces. But this is different. Most of your attention is focused on their faces. If you watch them for a long time, something will inevitably happen.

Ms. Song still didn't believe it, saying that I was talking nonsense. I knew it wouldn't make sense to her, so I was too lazy to pay attention to her anymore.

Ms. Song first took me back to the villa she rented in the suburbs of Beijing. After walking around, I didn’t find any unbalanced yin and yang. I felt that everything was normal, so I asked her to take me to the place where the bronze mirror was placed.

Ms. Song drove me to the community where I used to live.

This community is called Water Garden, on the South Third Ring Road, and a house worth 100 square meters can cost at least 5 million. This girl is really rich, and I can't bear to live with her if I don't want to.

When we arrived at the water garden, we found that Li Mazi was waiting for us at the entrance of the community. Seeing that we were late, Li Mazi was very angry and asked us why we were so slow.

I said the traffic jam was on the road and it took a while. Ms. Song glanced at Li Mazi again and said, "You'd better have a better attitude, otherwise I'll deduct money."

Li Mazi was so angry that she couldn't get out of it. She could only suppress her anger and chased the BMW from behind, all the way to the entrance of the community.

After entering the elevator, Ms. Song suddenly covered her eyes and squatted down, looking very scared.

I was startled by Ms. Song's strange move and hurriedly asked Ms. Song what was wrong?

Ms. Song said in panic that she didn't dare to look at the inner wall of the elevator, because it was not her.

I took a look at the inner wall of the elevator. It was all pure metal, bright like a mirror, and could reflect a figure.

I laughed silently. Ms. Song was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of the rope for ten years.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Song actually lives on the tenth floor. She is really brave. Generally, single women live below the fifth floor because the yin and yang are weak on the floor, which is not good for women. And if she encounters a criminal who is thrown down the stairs, she will be smashed to pieces.

I asked Ms. Song why she bought such a high floor. Ms. Song said I was happy, do you care?

I laughed in silence and said that of course I don’t care, but you’d better be careful. Living in such a high floor will not be good for you.

Ms. Song hurriedly asked me why I said that, and I said I was happy, do you care?

Li Mazi and I have been suppressed by Ms. Song for a long time, which made me very unhappy, so I was going to give her a warning.

Ms. Song was indeed scared and apologized to me repeatedly and asked me to tell her about the tricks. After I told her, Ms. Song suddenly regretted it and said that she should not believe the lies of the sales clerk.

When I entered Ms. Song's room, I felt an extraordinary coldness! This coldness was not ordinary coldness, but more like a cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, coldness that penetrated from the inside out.

I took a deep breath and asked Ms. Song where was the bronze mirror?

Ms. Song took me into the bedroom, opened the safe, and took out the bronze mirror from it.

The bronze mirror is indeed exquisitely crafted, and both gold-plated and sandalwood brackets are very exquisite. I weighed the weight and felt that it should be the authentic one.

Even if such things are placed in the National Museum, they are definitely a top-notch product. Why are they collected by this little rich woman?

To be honest, although she has ten million, she is not a rich man in Beijing and is not worthy of this bronze mirror at all.

I guess that the person who sold this bronze mirror to Ms. Song was definitely not a good person, with some purpose...

So I asked Ms. Song, how much it cost to buy this bronze mirror? Ms. Song didn't say much, only about 500,000 yuan.

She originally wanted to show off her words, proving that she was rich and spent more than 500,000 yuan to buy a mirror. But I despised her in my heart. This woman was stupid, right? How much does it cost to buy a bronze mirror in the Tang Dynasty? It’s not a weird thing to do if I buy it for 500,000 yuan.

But I didn't say anything, just said that I would stay here for one night tonight, and I want to see how weird this bronze mirror is.

Ms. Song looked at me nervously and asked if she wanted to stay too? I glanced at Ms. Song in surprise and said, "Who stays if you don't stay?" This bronze mirror only works on you, but may not work on us."

Ms. Song had no choice but to nod and agreed.

I tossed and checked the bronze mirror over and over again, but didn't notice any strangeness. I simply put the bronze mirror back on the dressing table and stared at myself in the mirror for a while.

This bronze mirror is indeed amazing, not much different from modern glass mirrors. Although the edges and corners are blurry, it should have been considered very good at that time. I guess only the royal family can afford it, right?

Li Mazi walked up and tapped the bronze mirror gently, asking me if this thing is worth 500,000 yuan? Is this a sucker?

Ms. Song was very angry and said why it was not worth 500,000 yuan. In the end, she argued with Li Mazi and refused to admit that she had lost money when she bought a mirror...

But I was attracted by the sound of Li Mazi's knocking just now. When Li Mazi knocked on the bronze mirror just now, the sound made by the bronze mirror was very strange.

Logically speaking, the sound of a normal bronze mirror should be crisp when knocking, but the sound of Li Mazi knocking is very hoarse, as if it was the sound of an old witch from Europe and the United States in the 18th century, and it lasted for a long time!

I didn't believe in evil, so I knocked it again. Sure enough, it did not make the sound it should have made, but made a dull and hoarse strange sound.

Before I could find out, something suddenly hit the balcony window of Ms. Song's house and smashed the window glass.

The room immediately became quiet and we looked towards the balcony.

A crow covered in blood was hit, lying quietly in the glass, dead.

I took a breath, what's going on with this crow? I definitely won't run into it for no reason, there must be some special reason.

"Hmph, why is the quality of this glass so poor?" Ms. Song was furious: "I'm looking for a property, what kind of broken house is this!"

I quickly stopped Ms. Song and told Ms. Song not to speak and to hear what was sounded outside.

Ms. Song was stunned, looked at me with a little scared, and asked me what was wrong?

Before I could speak, a large group of black crows flew out from the windowsill again, standing in a row, staring at Ms. Song with unswerving eyes.

Ms. Song immediately stepped forward and banged them. The group of crows made a "quack" sound and flew away like they ran away.

"It's really unlucky." Ms. Song said angrily.

"Yes." Li Mazi also sighed and said, "People say that the old turtle is yelling, and the death is coming..."

"You crow can't say something nice. What kind of old trunks say is dead? Believe it or not, I'll call the police and arrest you now?"

Seeing that the two were going to quarrel again, I quickly persuaded them not to get angry. Now I feel that the arrival of those crows must have something to do with us knocking on this bronze mirror.
Chapter completed!