Becoming a Mirror

At the southeast corner of Pingkang Ward lies Qingzhang Alley. At the end of the alley stands a shop called Chengjing. Its proprietress is a stunning beauty, with emerald brows and almond eyes, always smiling and radiant beyond compare. Strange and wondrous events from all over the world, day and night, converge on this little shop. A dead imperial consort crawls up from the bottom of a lake, offering splendid feathered robes in exchange for the life of her former lover; A handsome white-robed monk gently knocks on the door, asking after someone he knew a hundred years ago; An ancient imperial princess comes from the Wei River, her blue robes fluttering as she dries out the Divine Capital's plum rains... All the world's greed, anger, delusion, and resentment are reflected in a single mirror. Shadows sway outside the door, and hurried footsteps approach in fear. The proprietress looks up with a smile and says softly: "An honored guest has arrived. Forgive me for not welcoming you sooner." 1. Probably a shopkeeping episodic story, with all kinds of tales of gods, ghosts, and the supernatural. 2. An alternate world. For convenience, I've taken some inspiration from the ward and market system of the Tang dynasty, as well as certain historical events, but this isn't set during the Tang dynasty. 3. The blurb may still change. Premise: Don't be confined by the past. Strive to pursue a new life.