Eye of Time

When Lu Ziye was squatting in front of the ancient book rack and wiping the bronze mirror, the bronze wind chimes on the door curtain suddenly jingled. Boss, do you want to collect rubbings? When he raised his head, his pupils suddenly shrank. The visitor was wearing a wrinkled gray suit, with a brown paper bag under his arm. The strangest thing was that there were three circles of red thread wrapped around his neck - it was the soul-locking button used by Xiangxi corpse exterminators to seal the walking corpses. Are you... Afraid it's a rubbing from the Ming Dynasty? Lu Ziye touched the paper package lightly with his fingertips, and the ancestral bronze compass on his wrist suddenly began to tremble crazily. The eyes of the bronze statue of Zishu enshrined in the secret room glowed. This was the first time in twenty years that he had seen the secret key resonate. The man in gray grinned and revealed his blue-black gums: Little brother has good eyesight, this is from the Underground Palace of Minglu Huangwang... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.