A green garment was spread on the stone table, and next to it were two round, greenish beads, radiating a not too strong luminescent glow. When the moonlight shone down, the shadows of the two beads just happened to fall into the pond in the courtyard.
In the beginning, Shi Xiaole didn't pay attention to it.
After all, when Shangguan Yan - at the Will Sect - had given him the green beads, he had already seen a similar scene. Afterwards, he had even put them under the moonlight many times to compare, but the images were always too blurred to discern.
However, soon, when Shi Xiaole's gaze accidentally fell on the surface of the pond, he was completely stupefied.
Within the shimmering waves under the night's glow, a landscape painting gradually took shape, so lifelike that it seemed to want to jump out of the water with each movement of the ripples.