Li Changzhou attentively finished reading the museum regulations.
"Shh," he raised his index finger to his lips, "No loud noises."
"Ah!"
The security guard let out a shrill scream, turned to run, and because the floor was slippery, he took a fall.
"What's going on?" not just the staff, but also so elegantly dressed people, crowded around.
Everyone gasped, before them was a blurry human figure that seed like a historical remnant walking out from the museum's antiquities.
The indistinct figure seed like an ordinary tourist, strolling and appreciating the exhibits inside the museum. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⟡fire
So swallowed their saliva, so took deep breaths, so were too scared to move, so quietly slipped away, as if they had seen a ghost, not wanting to disturb it.
In one photo, Li Xinghua was raggedly dressed, holding a broken gun, with a wild laugh on his face, and not yet a beard; he was just starting out as a bandit.
A handgun, belonged to Li Bichang, the label said, Li Bichang was a sharpshooter.
A carved large bed, the label introduced, Li Xinghua married seven concubines, the youngest only sixteen years old;
suits, qipaos...
A photo of the Commander Mansion, Li Biwei sitting on a swing, as vivid as a freshly picked peach, tender and fresh in the black and white photo, like a morial photo without any beauty.
Li Changzhou walked toward the necklace.
There was flood lighting that illuminated the entire exhibition hall, and above the necklace, special spot lighting was installed.
Under the light, the necklace glimred vividly, making it seem as if Li Changzhou could once again hear Li Biwei's laughter: "How co you're here, Second Brother?"
Li Changzhou reached out his hand...
"Stop!" an old lady in a wheelchair, pushed by soone, ca over.
Li Changzhou's hand pressed against the glass case.
"That necklace, you mustn't—" the old lady gasped, "you mustn't touch it with your hands!"
This ti, Li Changzhou seriously took a good look at her.
That appearance and contour... Xiaoyu?
The maid by Li Biwei's side, who had tended to her since Li Biwei had fallen into a coma.
Being stared at by him, the old lady, for so reason, felt a surge of nostalgia well up inside her, as if in a very old dream, she had been gazed at by those eyes.
She was montarily stunned there.
"You, you..." the elderly Xiaoyu looked at that blurry figure, but couldn't rember why the familiarity tugged at her heart.
Li Changzhou pulled back his gaze, exerted a little force, and the glass cover shattered, scattering shards like diamond fragnts toward the pearl necklace.
Li Changzhou picked up the necklace, all the beads emitting a dim light.
Xiaoyu ca to her senses and hurriedly shouted, "Put it down quickly! It's poisoned!"
The beads dimd again.
Li Changzhou's head spun, feeling anemic as he closed his eyes.
"Second Brother, Second Brother, Second Brother..." a worm lurking in his mind, murmuring the master's spell and prophesy, crawled out of his brain and rged into a bead like a streak of flowing light.
"Second Brother, I really like you." The echo in the valley, the voice traveled across a hundred years, finally vanishing.
People cannot change history, yet history can change people, this Gu Worm, Li Biwei's sentint, from a hundred years ago followed him to the present!
Li Changzhou broke out in a sweat on his forehead.
[Na: Gu Chain]
[Type: Special Prop]
[Quality: B ]
[Special Effect: 108 beads, one Gu per bead]
[Minimum Use Conditions: Original—Li Biwei, Current—Li Changzhou]
[Introduction: Powerful, magical, bizarre Gu worms; Gu made into Buddha beads, Buddha beads made from Gu, if one bead is lost, all Gu will either flee or go wild]
[Note: Second Brother, I want to always be with you (ssage: Li Biwei)]
"You, you are—" Xiaoyu looked incredulously at the unhard figure.
She rembered a last wish the young miss suddenly brought up—"Xiaoyu, after my death, everything else is yours, but do not touch this necklace."
Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked—why?
The miss didn't answer, only smiled and said, "I will use it to find Second Brother."
At that ti, Xiaoyu felt cold and frightened because the miss's Second Brother had long been dead; how could she use a necklace to find a dead person?
The blurred figure turned into an oil painting and disappeared with the necklace, leaving only the sparkling glass shards under the searchlight.
Xiaoyu sat in the wheelchair, her lips trembling with a smile, her wrinkled eyes brimming with murky yet glistening tears.
"Miss..."
Li Changzhou returned to Yanhe Road, the courtyard had one more person than when he left.
"Hiss—, hmm~, so spicy!" Turquoise Pool grimaced in pain, having eaten sothing spicy, her lips red as if sared with lipstick.
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