[BL] I Wasn't Born Lucky (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 167

The scene might be evenly matched but like Xiao Li said, the ancient woman was older and wiser. Although there seemed to be something wrong with this sentence, as the silent instance ghost, the ancient woman's strength was obviously greater than the hand in this ghost painting.

Occasionally, the distance between the hand of the ancient woman was in the middle of the corridor but as time passed, the place where the hands met was gradually dragged in the direction of the ancient painting. The arm that protruded from the wall of the gallery became longer and longer until it was finally dragged into the ancient painting.

Xiao Li looked at the ancient painting and saw that the ghost hand was completely stiff as soon as it entered the ancient painting. It had lost its activity and was withered and pale, just like a specimen.

The ancient woman was playing with this hand. Then she felt it wasn't that interesting so she threw it to the stick person. The stick person wasn't entered in such a thing and let it go. The ghost hand fell to the ground and turned to Xiao Li.

It reacted very slowly. It looked at Xiao Li sluggishly before jumping up half a minute later. It waved its hand at Xiao Li and looked very friendly. Xiao Li raised his index finger and knocked on the stick person's hand. It was like he was looking at his children and grandchildren.

Suddenly, there was a shallow breathing in his ears. He looked up and saw Shen Chenzhi.

The young man had come over with a heavy look. He was watching the small part at the back of the neck that had been exposed because Xiao Li bent his head. The skin colour there was white and delicate. Now that Xiao Li turned his head, he shifted his gaze to the painting.

Most of the time, Xiao Li didn't like to share his emotions with outsiders. However, this time was different. There were many famous paintings here but only the stick person was drawn by himself. This added to Xiao Li's sense of honour. He glanced lightly at Shen Chenzhi and in a rare action, he showed off. "Look, my son."

His son was swinging its two line arms happily like a matchstick in an imitation mobile game.

The young man's black eyes were like jewels soaked in the mist of the forest. Even in the dark, he looked bright and colourful. Shen Chenzhi's appearance was printed in the young man's eyes and Shen Chenzhi's eyes curved in a smile. It was unknown if it was exaggerating as he said, "Yes, it looks good."

Beautiful.

Xiao Li always felt that something was wrong. He glanced at this person before picking up the ancient painting again.

Shen Chenzhi wondered, "Aren't you going to say goodbye to your son?"

"...This son is too stupid to understand. Forget it."

The listening Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing on the side were uncomfortably listening. However, they lost their hatred of this fan of another person. They had a bit of short-term sympathy for the other side.

Xiao Li continued to follow the ancient woman's direction and the rest of the group followed him. Thanks to the ancient woman's interruption, most of the original tension had dissipated. Zheng Yi sighed, "This is the strangest instance I've ever entered."

"Who said it wasn't?" Chen Jinghan sighed the moment someone took the initiative to speak. "It is a mandatory entrance. If the bigshot wasn't here, perhaps the number of people would've been reduced by half in the first exhibition hall."

"What the hell is this place? I've been thinking about it. There are killing attempts as soon as we enter. What is the road to life?"

There was the ancient woman leading the way and the corridor that seemed endless finally came to an end. The group reached another fork in the gallery and found that the surrounding walls had suddenly opened up.