"Mirror...... Burial? Wang Yu touched his chin, frowned, and muttered these two words in his mouth, always feeling strange.

If you say that the old temple wishes to feel something, and feels that your limit is approaching, it is estimated that you will not live long.

Therefore, before dying, put the mirror that you cherish on your chest, hoping that the person who comes to collect your body will understand what you mean and bury the mirror for yourself.

It makes sense.

Although, a big man, buried with a mirror, looks a little strange.

However, everyone, everyone has their own unique hobbies, people old temple wishes, if you feel that you are handsome, you like to look in the mirror and appreciate yourself, so as to love the house and Wu, and cherish the mirror, we are understandable.

After all, it's understandable that it's a personal hobby.

It's just that, after combining, the fragments of this mirror can have great restraint on monsters and even fog.

Wang Yu felt that Lao Miaozhu's act of putting the mirror on his chest may not only be a cherishing of the mirror, but a deeper meaning!

After all, the shattered fragments of the mirror can have such a great restraint on those monsters and fog.

So, before the mirror shattered into pieces, when it was still a complete mirror, what kind of power and power did it have?

Such a mirror is definitely a prop, and it is a prop with extraordinary ability.

Before dying, putting such a prop on your chest and holding it with both hands must have an extraordinary meaning.

Thinking of this, he looked at the white-bearded old man village chief and asked, "Since, you think that this mirror is very important to the old temple, he wants this mirror to be buried with himself." ”

"Then, why was this mirror broken by your son again, and those fragments were brought back to the house by your son, but they were not buried with the ashes of the old temple Zhu?"

"Don't be impatient, this past is coming to an end. After listening to me, you will understand everything. The white-bearded old man village chief did not answer Wang Yu's question directly, but continued:

"At that time, I thought that mirror was very important to Lao Miaozhu, so I asked my son to hold the mirror first, and then I planned to let others carry Lao Miaozhu's body back to the village."

"I originally planned to carry Lao Miaozhu's body back to the village first, and then discuss with other villagers how to bury Lao Miaozhu's body. And when he was buried, he buried him with the mirror. ”

"It's just that I didn't expect it, the accident, but it happened suddenly!"

"Accidents? What accident? Wang Yu spoke again, interrupting the words of the white-bearded old man village chief.

has been interrupted by him so many times, which means that his strength is much stronger than that of the white-bearded old man village chief, otherwise, this old man will definitely have to go crazy.

The white-bearded old man village chief glanced at Wang Yu helplessly, he really couldn't do anything about the other party, he could only sigh in his heart, and then said: "Don't be impatient, I'm about to talk about it soon." ”

Wang Yu opened his mouth, thought about it or forget it, and nodded casually.

The white-bearded old man village chief continued: "That mirror is full of cracks, so when I asked my son to take it, I told him to be careful, but I didn't expect it to ......."

"It's full of cracks?" Wang Yu interrupted the white-bearded old man again and again, and asked, "Are you sure that the mirror is full of cracks?" The mirror was not broken by your son, but it was already full of cracks, and your son accidentally touched the ground, and then it shattered into pieces? ”

The white-bearded old man village chief was interrupted by Wang Yu again and again in the rhythm of his storytelling, and again, as soon as he interrupted, he immediately interrupted again.

Even if it's a clay figure, it's all three points of anger at this time.

But after he heard Wang Yu's question, he still nodded and affirmed: "Yes, at that time, when I saw that mirror, when it was placed on Lao Miaozhu's chest, it was already full of cracks. ”

"I was afraid that my son would break the mirror if he was not careful, so I deliberately reminded him. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was broken. ”

Listening to the words of the white-bearded old man village chief, Wang Yu did not continue to ask, but looked at his right hand silently.

When I heard that the white-bearded old man said that those fragments were made from a broken bronze mirror, I felt very strange.

A bronze mirror, a mirror made of bronze, to put it mildly, is equivalent to an iron product, a piece of iron. Although, a mirror made of bronze will be much more brittle than a piece of iron.

However, no matter how brittle it is, after all, it is a metal product, even if it is broken by someone, there is a high probability that it will be broken into two or three petals.

Basically, it is impossible to break into, so small, piece by piece.

However, if the mirror was originally full of cracks, and if someone dropped it again, it would be possible to be smashed into a pile of pieces!

And the rift ......

The jade seal in his right hand was also full of cracks......

Moreover, when Jade Seal came into contact with those fragments, she was extremely excited.

At that time, I was still speculating about what kind of connection the jade seal had with the piece of fragment I was holding in my hand, which would make it so excited.

Now it seems that I am afraid that it is not the jade seal that is connected to that fragment, but the jade seal and the mirror that was broken into those fragments!

How can jade seals and mirrors, these two things that are not related, be connected?

What kind of connection will there be between them?

Why are they all full of cracks?

These rifts ...... What does that mean exactly?

These questions filled Wang Yu's mind.

He thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't think of a reason, so he looked at the white-bearded old man village chief, nodded, and said, "You continue." ”

The white-bearded old man village chief continued: "Actually, that mirror, falling to the ground, can't be completely blamed on my son. I could tell that my son was very careful when he picked up the mirror. ”

"But no one thought that as soon as he picked up the mirror, as soon as he turned around, the ground of the entire Hades Temple shook, and everyone didn't stand firm."

"It was because of the shaking that the mirror in his hand fell from his hand, fell to the ground, and was broken to pieces."

"Not only did the ground shake, but after the shock, the statue of King Qin Guang on the altar emitted white smoke."

"When we saw such a strange scene, we were scared to death, where did we dare to stay for a long time? I hurriedly asked my son to pack up the fragments, and then let the other descendants, carrying the body of Lao Miaozhu, and hurried to the village. ”

"After returning to the village, everyone felt that the matter of the Hades Temple was strange, and the corpse of the old temple stinked badly, so they quickly burned his body."

"When I buried him, I asked my son to bury the fragments of the mirror with his ashes."