[ Jiu: where are you? ]
Xu Qi 'an stared at the mirror and was stunned for a long time. The mirror spoke? Was it a treasure that had its own consciousness?
What did 'Jiu' mean? this mirror was called Jiu?
No, if it was the mirror's own intelligence, it wouldn't have asked " where are you? " Because I've been sleeping in the same bed as you, every day.
Xu Qi 'an stared at the mirror and fell into deep thought.
He was thinking about four questions:
First, what kind of treasure was a mirror? apart from storing items, it could also receive information?
Second, was this a message? If it was, then who sent it?
Third, who was the old Daoist? why did he give me the mirror?
Fourth, should I respond?
To be safe, Xu Qi 'an kept the mirror and didn't intend to respond. He thought, " as long as I pretend that it doesn't exist, it won't exist.
Moreover, he did not know how to respond.
