No one can stop me from mending the sky

The bartender looked greedily at the spirit stone and offered two glasses of beer to the two.

"This thing..." The bartender looked up at the two of them: "It's worth more than the price of two glasses of beer. If you want any news, just ask."

Su Yuxin looked at the bartender in front of him with his chin resting on his cheeks. This man was obviously full of ghostly aura, but his actions didn't look like a ghost at all.

"Looking at the two of you, are you a businessman?" The bar motioned Feng Xiechen to come over, and whispered in his ear: "The Qing faction will make a big move tomorrow night, so be sure to keep an eye on your own merchant ships."

Feng Xiechen nodded: "Thank you for reminding me."

After finishing the beer, the boatman outside left early, Su Yuxin was choked by the smoke, Feng Xiechen dragged him to say goodbye to the bartender.

The bartender wiped the glass in his hand: "It seems that the two of you are coming to Shanghai for the first time. If so, I will give you another piece of advice."

"please say."

"Stay away from the Macquarie Bank." The bartender glanced at the glass in his hand. "It's not peaceful there recently. People always go missing after entering. There are many police stationed now."

After all, he glanced at Feng Xiechen: "Next time you come, all drinks will be [-]% off..."

"Okay," Feng Xiechen nodded, "Thank you."

When the two came out of the tavern, the cool wind outside made Su Yuxin tremble, and he leaned against Feng Xiechen, holding each other's hand.

Feng Xiechen said lightly: "How do you feel?"

"It's weird," Su Yuxin was full of doubts, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart: "It's really weird, I feel that everyone here is a ghost."

It was late at night on the Bund, and occasionally there were two or three people holding wine bottles crookedly on the street, and there were more laughter in taverns.

Feng Xiechen nodded: "Yes, everyone is a ghost, but their time is all stuck in 1921."

"It's a period of time that I haven't experienced before." Su Yuxin sighed.

The wind blew the hem of his clothes, making him shiver.

"It doesn't matter," Feng Xiechen stopped and buttoned Su Yuxin's chest: "The time ahead is very long, I can spend it with you slowly."

Su Yuxin didn't answer, but just held his hand tightly.

"This place doesn't look like an enchantment," Su Yuxin looked back at the mist that they left behind: "It's more like... the Sumi mustard space."

The mist behind him was very quiet. If Su Yuxin hadn't come out of the mist, he would really have thought it was the water mist on the river.

He squinted his eyes and let out his consciousness, and after exploring the surrounding area, he said: "The whole space is not big, very narrow, only within the scope of the Bund."

"What time is it?" Feng Xiechen asked suddenly.

Su Yuxin took out his phone and looked at it: "Twenty past eleven."

"Okay," Feng Xiechen nodded: "After twelve o'clock, we will go back to that tavern."

"why?"

"You'll know then."

The two wandered the streets for four or ten minutes, and there were a lot of beautiful things in the windows of the Bund streets, but they didn't have common money, and there was no need to go in.

"It's twelve o'clock." Su Yuxin glanced at the phone.

Of course, there was no signal in this ghost place, and no one sent him a message.

The two returned to the tavern, Feng Xiechen pushed the door very gently this time, and the wind chime only rang.

The voices in the tavern did not stop, but the soldiers in the corner disappeared.

Next to the courtesan in a green cheongsam is an Asian man, who is holding his courtesan and listening carefully to the woman opposite.

The bartender looked in the direction of the two, and said in substandard Mandarin: "This is the first time for the two guests, what do you want?"

Su Yuxin froze in place.

"Excuse me, what's the date today?" Feng Xiechen asked lightly.

"October [-]rd." The bartender wiped the beer glass in his hand and looked at the man in front of him suspiciously.

"Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Su Yuxin who was stunned in place and walked out.

Feng Xiechen looked at Su Yuxin's confused face: "As expected."

"What's going on..." Su Yuxin asked in confusion, "Why... doesn't he know us?"

Feng Xiechen was silent for a moment: "Because for him, this is a new day."

"If I'm not mistaken, the entrance is closed." He looked back at the fog when he came, frowning.

If they don't find the exit, they will be trapped forever on this day in 1921, and they will not be able to escape until the next entrance is opened.

"Then what should we do now?" Su Yuxin wrapped his coat tightly, looking at the ferry docked by the pier, and the crew members were still leaning on the deck to drink.

"Let's go to Macquarie Bank."

Feng Xiechen lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "Any space has a source of spiritual power that makes up the space, and the source of this space is likely to be there."

Macquarie Bank is located at NO.18 on the Bund, which is a very famous building.

The two walked along the street towards the bank, and after a while, a three-story brick-wood building appeared in front of them.

The small three-story building was lit with warm yellow lights, but the crimson curtains blocked most of the windows, and only a chandelier could be seen through the only gap.

"That's not right..." Su Yuxin looked at the house number at the door: "Why is NO.18 here..."

The two of them passed the No.18 building on the Bund when they were walking last night. Su Yuxin remembered it very clearly.

Feng Xiechen also frowned: "There is indeed a problem."

Su Yuxin hastily took out his mobile phone and looked through the photos he took yesterday. Sure enough, the buildings in the photos were completely different from this small building.

"Oh, by the way, there is also an introduction to the history of the building." Su Yuxin turned down a page and suddenly realized: "It turns out that this building has been rebuilt."

"In 1914, a fire broke out in the Huizhong Hotel next door, causing serious damage to the building..."

The more Su Yuxin reads, the more his heart becomes colder. The building he co-authored disappeared in 1914, but the ghosts around him stubbornly believe that this year is 1921...

Feng Xiechen nodded: "It really is here."

"What should we do now?" Su Yuxin was so nervous that his palms were sweating: "Why do ghosts have confusion about time memory?"

Feng Xiechen was silent for a moment: "I don't know either."

"It's better to go in and have a look while waiting outside," Feng Xiechen habitually took out a cigarette, but remembered that he had quit smoking for a long time.

The pockets were empty.

Su Yuxin handed him a lollipop: "You want to smoke, don't you? Just use this first."

Feng Xiechen laughed dumbfounded, took apart the wrapper of the lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth.

The main entrance of the building was locked, with two solid locks on the inside and outside, and only one side door was open.

Naturally, there were guards with guns on duty in the bank. The two people wandering around the door caught the guard's attention. He raised his gun and said in very blunt Chinese: "What are you doing!"

But before he could ask the next question, Su Yuxin had already jumped to his side, and slashed down with a hand knife without hesitation, making the gatekeeper fall asleep.

The sound of bicycles came from the corner of the street, and the two hurriedly dragged the unconscious gatekeeper into the bank and hid them behind the large vase at the door.

The two walked towards the bank openly, the dim light illuminated the empty counter, passed under an arch, and saw the wooden stairs going up and down.

"Hush," Su Yuxin put his index finger in front of his lips and sighed, then took off his shoes and stepped up the steps lightly.

But the wooden stairs creaked uncontrollably.The sound insulation of the bank was poor, and the soldiers standing guard upstairs immediately became alert: "Who?"

"It's me," Su Yuxin squeezed her throat to imitate the little girl's voice: "Xiao Fang from Yihong Courtyard."

The guard came from the corner of the stairs: "Xiaofang?"

He had been to many brothels, so he naturally had no suspicions, but the moment he turned the corner, he saw two sneaky men.

The guard immediately raised his gun and tried to pull the trigger.

But the trigger was jammed by something, and the guard looked down to see a green vine tightly wrapped around the wall.

"Why, don't you like it when you see someone turning into a man?" Su Yuxin's tone was very weak, but his movements were very quick.

Another one was brought down.

"It's a bit wrong," Feng Xiechen frowned and said, "It shouldn't be just these two people."

Su Yuxin also felt strange. According to what the bartender said, the bank should be full of policemen at this time.

The two continued to walk up the stairs. In the lighted room on the second floor, a foreigner wearing a diorama was doing the accounting.

When the caregiver saw the two men, he immediately shouted, muttering something that Su Yuxin couldn't understand, he just stretched out his hand to cover the man's mouth, otherwise he would be in big trouble.

Su Yuxin casually took out a huge light bulb lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into the mouth. Feng Xiechen took out a rope and tied the foreigner layer by layer.

After the two finished all this, they went upstairs to search again.

But the whole building was quiet. Counting the two fallen guards and the accountant, there were only three people in the building.

Su Yuxin made a mistake, but Feng Xiechen took two guns from the guard downstairs, handed one to Su Yuxin, and held the other for himself.

The old-fashioned Browning is very heavy to the touch, and the cold body of the gun desperately absorbs the temperature of the skin in his hand.

"Remove the insurance," Feng Xiechen taught Su Yuxin with the gun in his hand: "Don't load the bullets. Although they are already ghosts, it's best not to disturb their original lives."

Su Yuxin seemed to understand, but said: "Avoid chaos caused by space?"

Feng Xiechen nodded: "I don't know where the key person is yet, be careful to shoot and change the condition of space stability, then we really can't get out."

The two returned to the accountant's room with guns in hand. The accountant's mouth was tightly blocked by a lollipop, and he could only use his feet to kick on the wooden floor, trying to attract others' attention.

He whimpered in panic as soon as he saw the two come back.

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Today's second update, Carrot is in the cinema, I almost forgot the code word today, the movie is in progress, and my code word is also in progress, so I won't write jokes for everyone