Chapter 361: Soul Gathering Mirror (1)

Farewell to Min Gang and others, Yang Zimei took Xiao Qian back to his house.
Before approaching, Xiaoqian suddenly yelled, "Sister, there is a demon in front!"
Yang Zimei was funny, "What is demon, Xiao Qian, you are a demon yourself, okay?"
"I'm not a demon, I'm a ghost." Xiaoqian said solemnly. "Sister, look at that, the man in front is very unusual."
Yang Zimei looked along what it meant--
In front of him was a slightly shabby and dirty robe, with a normal figure, a normal appearance, and a messy hair. There was a man about fifty years old. That temperament was so far away from her master Yuqing. The kind of fairy wind bone is like a crane in the wild clouds, but a liar in a robe.
However, since he is wearing a robe, let him be called a Taoist.
"Xiao Qian, where do you find that there is any enchantment?" Yang Zimei also felt that the priest was a little strange, but he could not see any enchantment on him, the breath was just like ordinary people.
"Sister, there is something wrong with the mirror on his hand." Xiao Qian said earnestly.
mirror?
Yang Zimei's eyes fell on the Taoist's hand, and sure enough, he grabbed a bronze round mirror with a handle on it, and the bronze was already rusty.
However, she could not see any antique objects on this bronze mirror, because it seemed to be blocked by a spell, even if she opened the sky eye, she could not see the situation.
What kind of mirror is this?
Who is this priest?
She stood on the side and watched quietly as the priest took the mirror and shone around her house--
Her pupils narrowed slightly--
Does this priest want to work against himself?
She just wanted to step forward, and suddenly heard the Taoist whispered in a slightly surprised voice: "Strange, why is there no injustice?"
Unjust soul?
Yang Zimei's brow frowned slightly. Did he come here to find an injustice, not to target himself?
"No reason. Wasn't it a mass grave here before? Who was so bold to build a house here and take away all the wrongdoers?" The Taoist said to himself again.
Maybe he wanted to see the house clearly and jumped a few times on the ground, but still couldn't jump over the fence and see what was inside.
At the beginning, in order to enhance the privacy of the house, Yang Zimei deliberately asked Xia Guohui to make the wall higher than the ordinary courtyard house. If he did not rely on other objects or would do little work, he would not see the inside of the room.
Even if someone climbed it with a ladder, it was invisible, because she had already set up a blinding method and fell into the eyes of ordinary people, just an ordinary house.
"Sister, what do you mean by that person?" Xiao Qian watched the priest move clumsily, like a grasshopper, constantly stepping on and off the fence, very funny.
"I don't know." She was truly speechless about the Taoist actions.
She opened his eyes to see him, and the information showed that he was from a small Taoist temple in Shanxi. His name was Yu Zhenzi, 53 years old, and other information was unknown.
The name of Yuzhenzi sounds very energetic. People with this name must at least be as immortal as Master Yuqing, but they look awkward.
She couldn't help but walk over, "Excuse me, Director, what are you doing in my apron?"