Chapter 82): The Legend of Du Sixian
Noon.
The brightest sunshine of the day beamed across the stone pavement of Peony Street; the air was crisp with each breath; the autumn leaves fell like beautiful strokes of paint upon the sky.
Holding her camera in both hands, Du Sixian briskly walked down the street, taking photos of the beautiful scenery from time to time.
Peony Street is beautiful, she thought. ‘Why haven’t I noticed it before?’
Besides, she was delightfully surprised to find that there were no weird shadows in her vision when walking on this street.
‘Perhaps I can hide from the shadows here.’
She didn’t know how long she had been walking, but soon she arrived at Lu Yibei’s supposed residence.
“It must be here.”
She took a step forward and held the doorknocker in her hands.