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However, the hexagrams have changed.

Yang Zimei re-arranged the hexagrams in a heavy mood, still showing that he would spend the rest of his life in pain and disaster, and even a catastrophe at the age of forty-five.

How can this be done?

If Song Xuan is in trouble, what should Lin Qingmei do? What should he do with his born son?

She must change this numerology.

Human numerology hexagrams are not static and will change with the emergence of opportunities.

Seeing her like this, Song Xuan understood his general situation.

Instead he calmed down.

Of course, there is also a mentality of breaking the jar to the end.

"Give me the mirror, I will continue to remove the wax surface and look at it, anyway, I can't give up," he said lightly.

The seeming calmness on his face made Yang Zimei's heart twitch.

"nothing--"

Song Xuan glanced at her and said, "Everything is fate. If I really have an accident, Qingmei and the children will take care of you. I believe you can take good care of them and I have no worries."

Looking at his account of what happened, Yang Zimei's heart was even more sour. "Mr. Song, I will definitely find a way to help you remove that radiation."

"Thank Xiaomei, I believe you."

Song Xuanchao smiled slightly and lowered her head to remove wax.

The wax surface is removed, and it is not the mirror surface they can imagine that can see the veins of human bones, but a portrait made of copper.

The painting is still the majestic armor that looks like a dragon, but the portrait has a different point, that is, the man actually rides a fierce looking puppet.

There was still a mirror hanging around his waist, and there seemed to be a beam of light shining on a skeletal skull in front.

Seeing this painting, Yang Zimei and Song Xuan both froze.

"Little eyebrow, isn't this a osteoscope? Then why am I exposed to radiation?"

Song Xuan asked in confusion.

"But why does this mirror look at this skull? What does this picture mean, that the skull was originally an individual, and the bone was reflected by the mirror? Or, is this a skull?"

Yang Zimei asked in confusion.

"It's impossible to take a picture of a skull somehow, it should mean that the mirror is transmitting bones." Song Xuan looked at the mirror doubtfully. "Do you want to open another layer?"

"No more."

Yang Zimei stopped. "Mr. Song, let's go to the hospital first, check your radiation with advanced medical equipment, and talk about treatment as soon as possible."

"Xiao Mei, you have to check, after all, you are also very close."

Yang Zimei shook her head. "I don't need it. Fortunately, Lan Yaya left earlier."

"why?"

"My body structure may be different from ordinary people. Normal radiation should have little effect on me."

Song Xuan didn't say much, but he was a little unwilling to sacrifice his body to open the mirror, but found no mirror that could see the veins of the skeleton.

"Little eyebrow, otherwise, this mirror is also used to detect how strong the radioactivity is?"

"Well, I do."

Yang Zi nodded, and she also wanted to know how harmful the mirror was after it was removed.

Could the man in the portrait hold the mirror to hurt people with radiation?

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