This is not the case, and those things that are recorded in historical sources are often omitted a lot for various reasons. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Grandpa told me that although Guan Panpan died at the beginning, his obsession did not die; The old servant beside her witnessed this with his own eyes.

Because of Guan Panpan's death, the old servant had no support, and originally planned to return to his hometown, but who would have thought that the day before she was ready to leave, things had taken a turn for the better.

That night, it seemed unusually dark; The old servant packed his bags, sat in the boudoir that originally belonged to Panpan, and quietly looked at Guan Panpan's favorite mirror before his death, and the old tears were full of tears......

She has been with Panpan for many years, and she has already had a deep relationship with her master, and Panpan also treated her very well before her death, so she is very unwilling to Panpan's life and death.

However, the facts could not be changed after all, and the old servant could only watch Pan Pan die on a hunger strike but could not stop it.

"Alas!"

I don't know when, a sigh came from the boudoir, and this sigh exploded in the old servant's mind like thunder; The old servant seemed to have a sense and shifted his gaze to Panpan's favorite mirror before his death.

I don't know if it's the cause of the illusion, but she seems to have seen a ripple flash on the bronze mirror; But after the ripples, it was as if nothing had happened, and the smooth surface of the bronze mirror was once again calm.

What's going on? The old servant looked at the bronze mirror in front of him in a daze, and fell into boundless fear.

"Boom ......"

Just when the old servant was at a loss, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, and it fell on the bronze mirror located in the boudoir as if it had a target. Immediately after, an inexplicable gust of wind blew open the doors and windows that had been closed earlier, blew out the red candles burning on the table, and plunged the room into darkness.

When had the old servant ever seen such a battle? Suddenly screamed and hid on Panpan's couch.

Mirrors can nourish the soul! These are the words of my grandfather when he first told me this story; And the spirit here refers to the soul of Panpan, who is not willing to fall into reincarnation, so she placed her spirit on the bronze mirror that she loved the most in her life. This is one of the reasons why modern people say that people will see ghosts when they wash their faces and shave in front of the mirror at 12 o'clock in the morning. Because no one knows if there is a person's soul in the mirror of their home!

However, using the mirror as the carrier is ultimately a move against the sky by the ghosts and ghosts, so Panpan in the story will be bombarded by thunder.

The old servant didn't know this at the time, so he could only hide in Panpan's bed and look at the bronze mirror on the table with no solution.

With a "squeak", the door of the room swaying in the wind suddenly opened, and a series of faint human images poured into the door one after another as if they had received some kind of call.

Although it was faint, the old servant in the darkness could still clearly see the original appearance of those faint figures.

A young woman with half of her face broken, an elderly woman and child with her eyes gouged out, and a baby with only half of her body left......

One by one, the figures entered the door with dull eyes, and they all showed a relieved expression, turning into a ball of light and pouring into the bronze mirror placed on the table.

"Grandma...... Grandma ......"

A pleasant call poured into the ears of the old servant, who had already fainted from the horrors of the ghosts, and woke her from her boundless fear.

"You are? Ghost ......"

The old servant, who had just woken up, suddenly saw the slender figure in front of him, and immediately shrank into the bed with a scream like a ghost.

"Grandma! I'm Panpan......"

The master of the slender figure in front of him laughed softly and said to the old servant on the bed. It's just that the soft voice has a hint of ethereal rhythm out of thin air, and it's hard to believe that this is in reality.

"Grandma! It's almost dawn, if you don't come out again, you're going to leave......"

When the old servant hiding under the futon heard Panpan's words, his trembling body, which was originally hiding under the futon, suddenly appeared a momentary pause, as if he was imagining whether what he saw and heard was real?

"You...... Is it a human or a ghost? ”

After a while, the old servant gently lifted the corner of the quilt and looked at the slightly faint figure standing in front of the bed.

"Grandma! I'm Panpan......"

Guan Panpan saw that the "grandmother" who had been with her for most of her life was frightened, so she told the old servant about her current state and dispelled her many doubts.

"Grandma, it's almost dawn, I'm going back to the mirror......"

Even though Pan Pan's soft voice at this time still had a faint ethereal rhythm, the old servant in front of him had already believed that she was Pan Pan who had been with her day and night after communicating with her for a while, and knew that she was living in this world in another way of survival, so she had no fear. Only then did the old man nod in tears, and he didn't keep it!

The Taoist family used the mirror as a medium, and there were countless cases of exorcism and demon subjugation; Until now, there are still some people who believe in Taoism who wear bronze mirrors close to their bodies, which means to ward off evil spirits.

However, Grandpa said that the bronze mirror in that story was the treasure that countless Taoists dreamed of; Because ordinary bronze mirrors have no "spirit"! And the so-called "spirit" is the "ghost in the mirror".

Use the mirror as a carrier to cultivate the spirit body in order to survive longer; Of course, most of the spirits in the mirror are as long as possible, because the mirror spirit relies on devouring other ghosts and ghosts to strengthen its body, so there will be a saying that the longer the time, the better the effect of warding off evil spirits; Again, this argument is still valid today.

"Take me away......"

An ethereal voice pulled me back from my boundless thoughts; I shifted my gaze to the ice coffin in a daze, only to find that a beautiful and familiar face appeared on the originally smooth mirror!

She seemed to have infinite sorrow, and her face was full of melancholy, but fortunately she was not hostile to me, and seemed to want me to take her away?

"Are you Gao Jing?"

I gently picked up the bronze mirror in the ice coffin, and mechanically asked the question I had wanted to ask a long time ago. And her face remained on the mirror, looking at me with neither sadness nor joy.

"I ...... I'm ...... Fanjing"

She answered my question blankly, as if she had been touched by my question, and then fell into deep thought as if she had remembered something......

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