This palace is from modern day 2

Chapter 388

The yard is an ordinary small farmyard. According to my guess, this place is probably in the suburbs of Beijing.

After a few steps out of the door, I saw a well. I went to fetch water and put down the barrel. I bent down, but was startled by the reflection in the well.

Bang... The rope slipped under my control, and the barrel fell into the well, making a loud noise.

I stood still, unable to react for a long time, my hands were shaking.

It was a long time before I had the courage to raise my hand, and then I picked up a handful of hair and put it in the palm of my hand...

Eyes opened and closed, closed and opened again, the white hair in my hands still didn't change at all, I blinked, thinking I would cry, but it was so dry that there was no sign of tears. 
It turned out to be like this.

It's just, why did I turn gray overnight?
Standing there stupidly, when I heard footsteps beside me, I calmed down and looked at the wizard walking towards me with some annoyance, "Sorry, my hand slipped accidentally, and the barrel fell into the well."

I smiled, the sun was dazzling, I had to squint, so I squinted and smiled at him like this.

He looked at me, with a variety of emotions that I didn't understand flashed through his slender phoenix eyes at this time, including guilt, bewilderment, and apology.

He didn't say anything to comfort me, but said, "In our place, if a person is born with full hair, he is the reincarnation of a wizard, and his life will definitely be praised by the world." 
Hearing what he said, I froze, then twitched the corners of my mouth, "Really?"

He passed me, then found a stick in the small yard, bent over to fish for the rope, and after a while, he saw him lift a bucket of water without any effort, and put it on the side of the well, "Fresh up. "

I was a little apprehensive, but I still walked forward.

The water was rippling, but I still clearly saw the white-haired person in the water...it was me.

I stretched out my hand and poured the water on my face. The water level fluctuated endlessly, and I couldn’t see the reflection, but no matter what I did, the whiteness would not disappear.
The long hair hangs down, the strands are white...

(End of this chapter)