The Jubaoxuan Auction House is magnificent.
I am Xu Bai, an edge craftsman who specializes in repairing ancient paintings for wealthy people.
Boss Wu spent a huge sum of money to take a picture of the "Authentic Picture of a Red Crane Roosting" from the Yuan Dynasty, and asked me to complete the missing crane head.
Half of the "Book of Heavenly Things" accidentally peeled off from the middle layer of the scroll, and the black black bird cast a strange double shadow on the rice paper.
When I refused to get involved in the painting, Boss Wu's hand on my shoulder suddenly became stronger.
The neon lights outside the window suddenly went out, and the silhouette of the bodyguard blocked the exit.
When he was fleeing, he broke the glass and fell into the narrow alley. The fragment of the scroll in his arms brushed against the broken stone sculpture of the eaves beast.
Giant vines sprouted from the cracks in the green bricks like an angry dragon, and the sky and the earth turned into moss grottoes.
The stone wall reflects the mottled shadows of pre-Qin shamans crossing the river on tortoise shells.
The remaining scroll turned into ink-colored thorns and pierced into the finger bones.
When the bodyguard's gun barrel was pressed against the back of his neck, five huge scarlet pupils wrapped around leopard tails suddenly opened in the dark alley!
