The display table is filled with exquisite artifacts from various eras, including ornaments from the Eiffel Tower in Paris and London's Big Ben, as well as notebooks that can be used as gifts, pen holders decorated with small gears, and models of Gothic castles...

Hundreds of items were piled up gorgeously, and he could only name most of them. There were some things on the table that he had never even seen before.

I randomly picked up a quill pen. The weight of the pen was unexpected. It was heavy and I didn’t know what material it was made of.

Thick white wires were wrapped around the hall, and several photos were held on iron clips. There were portraits, scenes, blurred pictures with unknown meanings, and uncomfortable horror scenes.

Yu Xing looked at these photos and suddenly felt they looked familiar.

He put down his quill and stopped in front of an earth-toned photo of a scene. In the photo, the earth-toned photo was of an old wooden boat that had been washed up in the mud, with the wooden oars leaning crookedly against the hull.

Through the small wooden boat, you can vaguely see the village not far away.

"So familiar..." Yu Xing murmured, seeming to feel something, and carefully observed these photos.

Everything in the photo seems to be something he has experienced before...probably.

"Why are you staring at a tree?" Wang Jue came over and pointed at the photo of the small wooden boat. "By the way, this big willow tree looks so familiar to me. Why can't I remember it?"

Tree?

Yu Xing looked at the small wooden boat and then at Wang Jue.

There should be nothing wrong with Wang Jue's mind.

So, that is to say, what I see in the same photo is different from what Wang Jue sees.

He instantly realized that these photos should be generated based on each person's different memories.

Suddenly, Yu Xing saw a flash of red out of the corner of his eye.

His face suddenly darkened, leaving Wang Jue who was still sighing, and walked towards the photo where the red stain was.

This photo is old and has started to turn yellow.

In the photo, a handsome man wearing a light-colored robe and mandarin jacket sits on a wooden chair with complicated patterns. His naturally smiling eyes look at Yu Xing outside the photo with indescribable penetrating power.

There is a very distinctive earring hanging on the man's left ear, with long tassels hanging under the slender glass, and the red color is the color of the glass and the tassels themselves.

It's a weird blood color.

This man had a beauty that transcended gender. Yu Xing stared at him calmly, but unconsciously clenched his fingers, almost sinking into his flesh.

"Actress..." He murmured silently, and the faint smile on the man's face seemed to have a hint of mockery.

Yu Xing didn't expect that this so-called time cabin could recreate his memories in these photos.

These photos brought out many experiences that he had deliberately buried, especially the blood feud.

"welcome."

Suddenly, the door on the inside of the hall was opened, and a cold and smooth voice greeted him first, and then a woman with long hair walked out from the inside.

All three people in the hall came to their senses.

Yu Xing looked away from the photo, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked towards the owner of this room.

Unexpectedly, I can see an NPC here who looks like a normal human being.

This woman was wearing a black robe and her bare feet were on the dark golden carpet. She was fair, beautiful and delicate.

Her face was even more stunning. She was completely bare-faced, without any makeup, but she was more beautiful than any woman Yu Xing had ever seen, especially those eyes with a dark golden light. When she looked at her, she seemed to be smiling and cold, and seemed to be able to

It makes people fall into obsolescence and fall into the vortex of time.

For some reason, the woman's eyes stayed on Yu Xing for a long time. The two looked at each other, and they both saw indifference in each other's eyes.

"Hello!" Wang Jue shouted, his eyes widening, "Who are you!?"

This woman's style is wrong.

If we use the Cthulhu Running Group as an analogy, then this woman's appearance (appearance) is definitely above the highest level of human beings, and she belongs to the category of mythical creatures!

I, I can see at a glance that you are not human!

The woman finally moved her gaze away from Yu Xing and nodded lightly to Wang Jue: "I am a witch, and I work part-time in this shop for a day."
Chapter completed!