unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 9
It's no use having two people talking to each other. Ideas won't come up just because there's one more person.

Song Yu sat there rummaging, and before he could come up with an idea, his nostrils were glared at first.

The two nostrils dangled in front of the mirror for a while, then turned the mirror around, and finally put it down.

Song Yu first saw an old man, and then three women, two of whom were taking pictures of themselves in the mirror, and the other one was staring directly at the old man.

It turned out that I met a mirror grinder.

When a bronze mirror is used for a long time, it will become faint and cannot reflect people clearly. When the professional mirror grinders come and ask them to clean it, the mirror will be able to detect even the slightest hair on the temples.

There is a way.

She stepped forward to write on the mirror, but before she could write a single word, the outside was as white as snow.

This is medicated powder, specially used to sharpen mirrors.

After finally waiting for the powder to blow away, the felt began to grind. Before she could write, she let out an ouch and fell to the ground.

Severe pain came, as if a layer of skin had been peeled off the body.

The felt felt less like it was sweeping across a mirror than it was sweeping across her body.

Song Yu lowered his head and lifted up his clothes and took a look. He saw that his belly was red and there were beads of blood. When he looked outside, the felt felt was not stopping. The pain became more and more intense, and finally the skin was completely peeled off.

His body was dripping with blood and there were scratches everywhere.

The mirror grinders outside didn't know Song Yu's current predicament at all, and they were still bragging about it.

"If I were to rank the mirror grinders in the world, I would have to be one of the top three. Not everyone can grind a mirror. If it is unevenly ground, the person's reflection will look different."

The three women all laughed, thinking in unison about the ten coppers deal, whoever is full enough to rank you.

The mirror grinder only thought that this smile was an encouragement to himself, and he spoke more energetically. Suddenly his hands became wet and he stopped.

When he looked down, he saw blood oozing out of the mirror, and more and more blood was oozing out, and the felt had become wet.

"Why aren't you moving? You, one of the top mirror grinders in the world, did you miss something?"

A woman joked, took a step forward, and suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

"Why is there blood in the blood mirror?"

The other two women were also very frightened. They shouted that there was a ghost and ran away.

The mirror grinder handles eight hundred mirrors if not one thousand. This is the first time he saw such a situation, he immediately left his family business and ran away with the three girls.

"tick.tick"

Blood drops fell to the ground, ticking, gathering into a ball, and gradually becoming more and more numerous.

Song Yu's blood condensed and he sighed as he looked at the sunny sky.

There was no one around, but it was very noisy outside. Smelling the fragrance, she squirmed into the kitchen, chewed a lot in it, and made excuses for herself while moving her cheeks.

"It's common for spirit catchers to live one day and die the next. As the saying goes, father dies, mother marries, everyone cares about others, I'll go back by myself."

She planned to abandon Su Mian and escape alone.

When the cups and plates were in a mess, she still hadn't convinced herself yet, so she could only stand up with her belly in hand and think of ways to save people.

There was a lot of noise outside, and I didn't know whether I wanted to invite a monk or a Taoist priest. When I saw Song Yu coming out covered in blood, they all trembled in fright and backed away as if they had made an appointment.

When the mirror grinder saw so many women and young ladies, he emboldened himself and said loudly: "Who are you, a monster?"

Song Yu waved his hands quickly: "I'm not a monster, the monster beat me."

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief and started chatting. Song Yu took this opportunity to get out of the crowd and went to the Tanzhou Mansion Yamen. When he showed the sign of the Decryption Department, he received the highest treatment.

"Bring all the mirrors?"

Tanzhou commander Yu Chong glanced hesitantly at Song Yu who was applying medicine.

Song Yu nodded: "Everything can't be missing."

"But Mr. Song, it's not that my subordinates are not fulfilling their responsibilities. It's just that your request is difficult to handle. Bronze mirrors are rare in other places, but in Tanzhou, even a three-year-old has one in his hand. How can we accept it?"

Yu Chong spread his hands.

Song Yu said: "Has anyone reported missing recently to you?"

With Jingling here, Su Mian might not be the only one who has been imprisoned.

Yu Chong was stunned, wondering how Song Yu knew, but the Decryption Department was always mysterious, so he didn't ask in detail. He just said: "What do you mean, sir, is the mirror related to the disappearance?"

Nine people came to report the case from Tanzhou Prefecture.

There are probably more cases that have not been reported.

Song Yu nodded: "Hurry up and do it. If you are late, you will be in trouble."

Yu Chong thought about it for a moment and then decided to do it.

When collecting the mirrors, everyone was very cooperative - the person who led the team to collect the mirrors at that time had a knife and ax in hand, and they were menacing, and no one dared not to hand it over.

Mirrors were piled up like a mountain in the government office. Fortunately, the sun had set, otherwise everyone would have been blinded.

"Master Song, all the mirrors you can collect are here."

Yu Chong looked at Song Yu sitting on a stool and sucking noodles. His face was red from the spicy food and his belly was bulging. He thought that this person would not die here.

"It's smashed." Song Yuchi didn't even lift his head.

She is now two people, no, one person and one soul, so she needs to eat enough.

"Broken?"

Yu Chong was stunned and thought he heard wrongly, but Song Yu loudly urged him to smash it faster before he could think about it.

He had no choice but to order people to smash it, thinking that he had finally accumulated a little reputation for loving the people like his own son, but this time it was all smashed.

Looking at his expression, those who didn't know it thought it was his job that was being destroyed.

The mirror continued to be smashed and Song Yu continued to eat. Suddenly, a policeman panicked and shouted, calling everyone over.

"Mirror. A person was smashed out of the mirror!"

Song Yu quickly put down the bowl and moved over with his belly in his arms. Since he couldn't squat down, he could only bend down.

Lying on the ground was a man with a pale complexion. His body was stiff, cold, and emaciated. His cheeks were deeply sunken, and his eyes were bulging. He looked like he was starving to death.

Not Su Mian.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "Take it out and let others recognize it."

Five more corpses were smashed out of the mirror one after another. They were either rotting or had just died. Without exception, they all died of starvation.

After a while, the entire county government office burst into tears, and the government office was packed with people who came to identify the body and those who came to watch the excitement.

The mirror was smashed and no one was held accountable, and those who had hidden mirrors at home quickly brought them over.

There are monsters and ghosts inside, and they don't dare to stay anymore.

All the mirrors were smashed, but Su Mian was not there.

It was very painful for Song Yu to hold his stomach. He thought that if he wanted to see people die, he would see corpses. Could it be that he was in some discarded mirror?
Yu Chong's face turned pale at this time, knowing that he was involved in some things that he couldn't explain clearly, so he could only place his hopes on Song Yu.

But Song Yu sat there motionless, as if waiting to digest something, and he was so anxious that he was covered in sweat.

"Are there any ancient mirrors in the city?" Song Yu finally asked.

Yu Chong thought about it carefully and found out: "Yes, but not in the city, in Lushan. It was the first bronze mirror in Tanzhou. After the mirror-caster died, this mirror was buried with it."

Song Yuyi figured out that he would have to dig up someone else's ancestral grave.

(End of this chapter)