"Hua Zi, raise your hand... not that high, with your palm facing me... now open your palm..."
Zhou Xuan started teaching Mu Hua to extend his fingers.
The instructions were somewhat "complicated," and Mu Hua was at a loss. Zhou Xuan had no choice but to step in and physically adjust his movements, almost like tinkering with a large, poseable "action figure with ball joints."
Fortunately, Mu Hua, while not the sharpest mind, was extremely obedient. Wherever Zhou Xuan positioned his hand, he held it unwaveringly.
"Alright, keep this posture."
Under Zhou Xuan's guidance, Mu Hua extended his right arm horizontally, making a fist with his hand except for his extended middle finger.
According to Monk Zhu Jiu, if two people were truly mirror persons, as long as their middle fingers aligned, a layer of ice would form between them.
Zhou Xuan extended his middle finger, aligning it with Mu Hua's middle finger,
but there was no special sensation,
