Chapter 106 Dreaming of the Broken Swords

Chapter 106 Dreaming of the Broken Swords

Chapter 106: Dreaming of the Broken Swords (Part )

Main storyline:

Your body has reached its limit after not sleeping for three consecutive days, so as soon as your head touched the pillow, you immediately fell into an endless sleep.

In your drowsiness, you vaguely feel as if someone is walking outside the house. You hear the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the clanging sound of soles of shoes tapping on the ground.

In your daze, you even heard someone calling your name slowly and persistently - the voice was long and distant, like a torrent that spanned thousands of years of time, or like the trembling white light emitted by an old film from an old photo album when it was awakened for the first time by a new machine.

You frowned unconsciously because of this nameless call, and wanted to turn over and block your ears with a pillow, but the person's movements were like Fei Tian Aqiang in the south, penetrating into every pore and drilling straight into your mind.

The repeated shouting finally exhausted your remaining patience, so when the voice sounded again, you decided -

[Scream, scream, scream, scream all day long, what is screaming for? Can't you see someone is resting here? He threw the pillow and got up to argue with him. (Select this option to jump down to branch line 1)]

[I turned a deaf ear to this, took out the noise-isolating earplugs from under the mattress, plugged my ears and continued to sleep - you don't care, the most important thing is that you sleep well. (Select this option and jump down to branch line 2)]

[Although I was annoyed by the noise, I thought that the people who could come to the cultural relics restoration room at this time should be your unlucky colleagues. I was worried that some of them had encountered problems that I couldn't solve. Even though I was very reluctant, I decided to get up and take a look for the sake of the entire museum. (Select this option and jump down to branch line 3)]

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Branch 1:

[You: (throwing the pillow away in anger) Yell, yell, yell! You just yell all day long! It’s so noisy!! What are you yelling for? Are you guys the soul callers? ? ! Can’t you see you’re still resting?]
[You: (as you speak, you get up and roll up your sleeves angrily) So you're not the ones who have been staring in the restoration room for three whole days, right? I finally got a chance to sleep on this day off during the museum closure and you're still yelling!]
[You: (put on your coat and shoes hastily) Come here! Let me see who is yelling here today! !]
You were extremely sleepy and furious when someone woke you up. You immediately put on your clothes casually, rolled up your sleeves, and prepared to settle the score with the bastard who woke you up.

Unexpectedly, when you have packed up everything and rushed out of the lounge door in a rage, you are horrified to find that the cultural relic restoration room, where the sounds of footsteps and the friction of clothes were just heard, is actually empty - even the floor is clean, without any trace of any animal walking on it.

In other words, there is no living creature in the entire cultural relic restoration room except you - including the cats and dogs roaming around the museum campus.

So...what was that thing that just woke you up and could accurately call out your name?
You subconsciously wrapped your clothes tightly around you, and an uncontrollable chill ran up your spine.

Cold sweat instantly soaked your clothes, and your legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.

[You: (Mumbling to yourself, voice trembling slightly) Is this... an illusion?]
[You: (full of disbelief) No one called me at all... I must have been too tired, and I was hallucinating in my dream?]
[You: (teeth chattering) Or... there are so many things in this museum, I was just lucky and bumped into something dirty?]
The more you think about it, the more uneasy you feel, and as you struggle, thousands of different thoughts flash through your mind.

Sometimes you feel that you have been so exhausted that you are actually hallucinating; sometimes you feel that what you just heard is very real - hallucinations should not have that kind of effect. Could it be... that I really saw a ghost?

Your thoughts go off track strangely, and your mind starts to recall all the "weird things" that your older colleagues have told you about that have happened to the artifacts in the museum.

Suddenly, a strange noise was heard in the repair area next to the Youshen Hall, and the noise made you shudder on the spot.

It was almost sunset outside the window, but the sensor lights in the corridor had not yet been lit up by the dim light.

You instinctively turn your head in the direction of the sound, but at the end of the deep corridor, you can only see the emergency indicator light hanging at the door of the restoration area, emitting a quiet and strange green light...

At this time, you standing next to the lounge choose:

[Since we are here, let's go and take a look. (Select this option to jump down to branch line A)]

[Forget it, I'm too sleepy, let's go back to sleep, we can talk about it tomorrow, even if the sky falls, I still want to sleep now. (Select this option and jump down to branch B)]

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[You: (talking to yourself) Since we are here...why not go over and take a look.]
[You: (trying to cheer yourself up) After all, we are doing cultural relic restoration, not those shameless tomb robbers... Even if these are really the cultural relics in the restoration area that have become spirits, it doesn’t matter - they will never attack the "doctors" who helped them, and repay kindness with hatred!]
You comforted yourself as you carefully moved towards the repair area, groping for the switch.

There was a crisp sound from the switch being turned on, and the entire repair area was instantly as bright as day. You squinted your eyes and stood by the door for a long time to adapt, and it took you a long time to get used to the dazzling light.

However, after looking carefully, you find that there is no change in the restoration area, and everything seems to be the same as before you left to sleep - if there is nothing unusual, it can only be said that the piece of Han brocade fragment lying on the workbench and carefully stored in the glass box seems to be more translucent than before.

...Why do we say "bright and smooth" to a piece of brocade?
As soon as this thought came to your mind, you were immediately scared by yourself, but driven by your curiosity, you still walked slowly and cautiously towards the Han brocade.

Just before your hand is about to touch the glass box, a dazzling light suddenly bursts out from the fragment of Han brocade.

You were so bright that you could hardly open your eyes, and had to try your best to turn your head away.

After a while, the glow faded, and you turned your head in a daze, only to see a handsome young man standing upright beside the workbench. He was wearing a Han-style deep robe, a jade crown on his head, and a five-colored jade pendant around his waist. He looked like a handsome young man who had walked out of a Han Dynasty silk painting.

[Young man: (bowing) My name is Jinchen, and I am the spirit born from this broken piece of silk. I am sorry to have disturbed your sleep today. It is because of the situation. I hope you can forgive me.]
(Although your rest has been interrupted, you have been frightened by the sudden appearance of the "monster" and have forgotten how to speak. Let's continue to return to the main storyline.)