The sharp-eyed courtier immediately pointed at Ji Ming and shouted: "Please look, please see. His face was white and his whole body was trembling. This was clearly caused by the loss of soul and fatigue."

When Ji Ming heard this, he was so scared that he almost collapsed on the ground.

Li Shui walked over angrily and kicked Ji Ming: "It's useless."

Then, he said to the court officials: "Everyone, you probably have some misunderstandings about him. He is not losing his soul. So he is weak. He is just simply afraid. When people are afraid, their faces are pale and their bodies are weak. Isn't it normal for them to be pale?"

But the court officials refused to give in and said, "How can the banished immortal prove that he is afraid?"

Li Shui responded tit-for-tat: "Then how can you prove that he has lost his soul?"

While the two sides were arguing, Li Xin stood up.

He coughed softly and said lightly: "I have an idea."

Everyone made a look of listening attentively.

Li Xin said: "It's actually very simple to find out whether Ji Ming lost his soul or was afraid. We just kept taking photos of him."

"For example, if you take a photo a thousand times, ten thousand times. If the camera can really steal the soul, then after a thousand times and ten thousand times, his soul should have been stolen, right?"

"So, after taking pictures, he is still jumping around, which means that the camera cannot steal the soul. If he dies after taking pictures, it means that this thing is indeed harmful."

The court officials nodded, thinking that this was quite reasonable.

Ji Ming almost fainted, and he was respectful to Li Xin on his face, but in his heart he greeted all of Li Xin's ancestors.

Li Shui sighed and said, "Everyone, how precious this camera is? Take him a thousand or ten thousand pictures. Do you know how much it will cost?"

"Who will pay for this money? Otherwise, we will make up the money together?"

When the court officials heard this, they were all silent.

Collecting money for the banished immortal? A joke!

Isn’t this a beggar donating money to wealthy businessmen?

We are so embarrassed to give it, and you are so embarrassed to ask for it?

Uh... This shameless guy, exiled immortal, might be really embarrassed to ask for it.

Seeing that everyone was frozen here, Ying Zheng said lightly: "I have a way."

Everyone listened with respect.

Ying Zheng said, "Come on, go and drag Ji Ming down and beat the board. He beat him until he was half dead and he was dying."

Immediately someone came over and dragged Ji Ming to the distance.

Ji Ming burst into tears: Now that Your Majesty is hitting me, are you too lazy to even find excuses?

Of course, Ying Zheng is not a foolish monarch, how could there be no reason?

He explained to the courtiers with a look of surprise: "The ministers have already said it just now. A human body is like a bowl, and a human soul is like water in a bowl."

"If you have a strong body, this bowl will be larger, if you have weak body, this bowl will be smaller."

"Now I ordered someone to beat Ji Ming and beat him to almost die. Then his bowl will be very small. If the bowl is small, the water inside will naturally be less."

"So, I think it should be enough to verify it as long as you take dozens of photos."

After hearing this, the courtiers nodded one after another, and all said in conscientiously: "Your Majesty is wise, we can never think of such a clever plan."

The court officials were all amazed, and no one sympathized with Ji Ming.

This is not that everyone has no sympathy, but... Ji Ming is beaten every day, and the courtiers have long been used to it.

When they saw Ji Ming, they subconsciously felt that this person should be lying on the ground and getting beaten with a board. Therefore... Ji Ming was beaten without any sense of incongruity.

His butt was born for the punishment of the scepter.

Half an hour later, Ji Ming was dragged back.

He lay on the ground like a dead dog. As Ying Zheng said, he was half dead.

Li Shui said to Ji Ming: "You look up, we are going to take a picture of you."

Ji Ming reluctantly raised his head, but how could he have the strength to lift it up?

A little eunuch had a strong eye and brought a stone over and placed it on Ji Ming's chin, which made him barely look up.

The court officials were very satisfied when they saw Ji Ming's appearance.

If you beat this way, your soul should be very weak. Take thirty or fifty photos. If this person is still alive, the harm of the camera is not as great as everyone imagines.

After a series of complicated operations, three cameras took sixty photos of Ji Ming.

After the filming, Ji Ming was still alive.

Not only was he still alive, but perhaps because he was lying on the ground for a while and recovered, he seemed to be much more alive than before.

In this way, the courtiers had nothing to say.

Ying Zheng waved his hand and asked someone to take Ji Ming down.

Li Shui looked at the courtier with a smile: "Sir, are there any other problems?"

The courtiers looked at each other.

Finally, someone said: "Maybe, Ji Ming's physique is quite special. This camera is invalid for him alone, which does not mean that it is invalid for everyone."

Li Shui: “…”

This guy is so scientifically literate? I have to get you a large sample? A double-blind controlled trial?

Li Shui walked over step by step, looked at the man and said, "Or else, try it on you?"

The courtier immediately shrank back.

Chunyu Yue cleared his throat and stood up.

He said to Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, the old minister has seen it just now. This camera does not hurt people much. However... it does not hurt at all, and it still needs to be proved."

"The old minister means that the exiled immortal can take pictures with a camera. However, you must obtain the consent of others. If you photograph the people without permission, then the people can complain and the exiled immortal can compensate."

Ying Zheng nodded: "Sure."

Chunyu Yue said again: "In addition, mountains, rivers, lakes, sun, moon, stars, cannot be photographed."

Li Shui was a little puzzled: "Why can't it?"

Chunyu Yue said: "There are mountain gods, and the water gods. The sun, moon, stars and stars are both spiritual. If your camera can really steal your soul, you will definitely disturb them by taking pictures of the mountains, rivers and lakes. If they are angry and no longer protect me, will the world be in chaos?"

Li Shui looked at Chunyu Yue in amazement: "Didn't you say that you don't say anything about strange powers and powers?"

Chunyu Yue said lightly: "You still have to have a sense of awe."

Li Shui was a little helpless. OK, you have to say both positive and negative words, and you can say whatever you say.

Ying Zheng nodded and agreed again.

At this time, the little eunuch could finally announce the severance of the dynasty.

Ying Zheng left, and the courtiers also left in groups of three or three.

On the way to leave the palace, these court officials always felt that something was missing, as if they had forgotten some important things.

Suddenly, someone said, "Where has Lord Han Mei been? Why can't you see him?"

A person next to him said, "You are so confused. Didn't Han Mei be arrested if she was plotting against her? "

The man had slapped his forehead: "Yes, it seems. Oh, I was upset just now and actually forgot Han Mei. We have been friends for many years, so we should have been asking for mercy for him."

The man next to him said, "Who said no? The only thing is that this camera is too incredible. Anyone will be surprised after seeing it."

The man nodded before and said, "Do you think this camera can steal souls?"

Many people next to him came over and said, "It's better to believe that there is than to believe that there is nothing."

So, the topic quickly turned to the camera again. As for Han Mei, no one mentioned it again.

Li Shui and Li Xin did not leave the palace, and they both went to the Danfang.

Weiyang and Fu Yao were waiting there.

Wei Yang was holding a photo in his hand, which was exactly Li Xin's photo.

She compared Li Xin and couldn't help but smile: "General Li, this camera is really magical. The person in this painting is exactly the same as you."

Li Xin was a little depressed: "That's my soul, can it be different?"

Wei Yang looked at him in surprise: "Soul?"

Li Xin said: "Many adults in the court said that this camera can steal people's souls and lock them in this piece of paper, so it is lifelike and vivid."

Wei Yang looked unbelievable: "This... won't be possible?"

Li Shui said to Weiyang: "Don't listen to their nonsense. What do those old scholars know? I made the camera. I don't know whether it can steal souls?"

Li Xin said from the side: "I didn't believe it either, but I thought about it carefully later. Brother Huai, you seem to have not taken photos. Why is this?"

Li Shui coughed dryly: "I don't look good when I take it, so I'm not as handsome as Brother Li."

Li Xin frowned and asked, "Really?"
To be continued...