"There is always a time when the fog is lifted and the clouds are seen, and there are always thousands of threads entangled. ”

- Anonymous

The eighth day of the winter month of the third year of Zhaoye and the old Yuan Dynasty is a day of national grief for all the people in the four cities of Dongyingzhou.

The prince of Dongyingzhou and the leader of the Xiu army, Chuanchen Jiaji was killed in an unexpected battle when he went to Yicheng in Beihai yesterday at the age of 40.

This is equivalent to the death of the king of a country, and when the news spreads throughout the four cities, people all weep and grieve, and all regret and remember this wise king.

However, in fact, Kawachen Ieyoshi's death was full of fog.

Because the truth is that he was not killed in battle, but suddenly died in the Maharaja's palace last night!

At this moment, all the shops and liquor stores in Sakura City, and even the flower street, closed their doors and hung white spirit flags to show silent mourning.

Thin snowflakes fell from the gray sky, and after a long time, a light mist rose up, as if night had come early.

From the far side of the street, I saw two faint glimmers moving in this direction.

If you look closely, you can see that two people are carrying white lanterns, and it is not clear whether they are men or women for a while.

When the light mist was completely left behind, he saw that the two of them were Xiao Ji and Huo Dong!

A few years ago, after the two of them entered the desert with Duan Sixu and Qi Xing, Huo Dong suffered damage to the spirit core and was injured by demonic energy.

Xiao Ji returned Changyan Mansion to Lingxi, left Fan City with Huo Dong alone, and went to Dongying Prefecture to find a cure for him.

They stabilized their foothold in this cherry blossom city, not only repairing Huo Dong's spirit core, but also removing the demonic energy for him.

Originally, Xiao Ji wanted to return to Fan Cheng and continue his life as a spy, but Huo Dong hoped that he could stay with him.

He didn't want to go back to the pass, because it was too desolate and lonely.

Simply, Xiao Ji also gave up the idea of going back, and the two opened a funeral shop in this city full of cherry blossoms, buying and selling coffins and carved monuments on weekdays.

Of course, this is only their identity to outsiders, and their hidden identity is that of a strange agent, investigating strange things, strange things, and mysterious things.

At this moment, the two of them have come to the outside of the front hall of the Maharaja's Palace, which is the only way to enter the Maharaja's ruling hall.

Xiao Xi was wearing a white shirt and a black belt to tie his waist, with his long hair standing up behind him, while Huo Dong was wearing a black shirt and a white belt to tie his waist.

They had the same outfit in the same color, but they were opposite, looking more like Fan Wuyi and Xie Bi'an.

Xiao Ji and Huo Dong looked at each other, and then walked to the platform of the front hall.

The white paper lanterns hanging on the beams of the house were swayed by the cold wind, and the dim candle flame flickered inside, reflecting the word Chuanchen very abruptly.

Two diminutive palace people stood on either side of the front of the hall, dressed in plain clothes.

"Wait in front of the temple, both of you. The two palace people bowed and bowed.

The shrill voices of these two palace people made Huo Dong very uncomfortable, he frowned slightly, but still gave a salute.

"Tired. Xiao Xi bowed in a deep voice.

I don't know when the fine snowflakes began to grow larger, Xiao Ji reached out and caught a piece in the palm of his hand, and the snowflake instantly melted into a drop of water.

Huo Dong looked at Xiao Ji standing in the wind and snow, and found that he had lost a lot of weight compared to when he was in Fan Cheng.

A lot of guilt suddenly rose in his heart, if it weren't for the repair of the spirit core for him, Xiao Ji would not have given up the Changyan Pavilion.

Abandon the intelligence network he has painstakingly operated for many years, and leave his hometown.

These are just for him, an irrelevant person, but Huo Dong's selfishness made him not say these words of self-reproach.

Because, he is too extravagant to have a confidant and friend who accompanies him in the past and present.

Therefore, when he encounters Xiaoji, he does not intend to let go, and he cannot let go.

After waiting for a long time, when some snowflakes fell on the shoulders of the two of them, the door of the front temple was opened.

Xiao Ji and Huo Dong saw that it was a young man who walked out, he was wearing court clothes and a military attache on his head.

This man's appearance is very dignified, although his body looks tall, but he exudes a femininity.

Xiao Ji bowed first and said, "It's Pingyuan-kun, who entrusted us to come here to clear the spirit." ”

"It's the two people I asked to help. The young man smiled back.

Xiao Ji paused and said, "It turns out that you are Pingyuanjun, and you are polite." ”

Nobuyuki Hiraharashi is the first military general of the Eastern Yingzhou court, and he is now twenty-one years old, at the peak of his age.

His family, the Pingyuan Clan, is the second of the eight major families in Dongyingzhou, second only to the first family, the Qingming Clan.

The five leaders of the family are all fierce generals and pioneers of the court, and Nobuyuki Hirahara, as a high-ranking minister who has made great achievements, is also highly used by the Maharaja.

Now, the cause of Chuan Chen's death is a mystery, and he naturally has to find out the reason.

"Both, please follow me to the mourning hall. Pingyuan Xinzhi didn't delay much time, but turned around and led Xiao Ji and Huo Dong forward to see the hall. 軒軒書

The mourning hall of the Maharaja is located in the Hall of the Dead on the east side of the Maharaja's Palace, which is also the resting place of the ancestors of the Chuan Chen family.

After Xiao Ji and Huo Dong followed Pingyuan Xinzhi all the way through the front hall, they walked through the east corridor hall, and walked for about half a moment before they arrived at the mourning hall.

"The Maharaja's body is still unburied. "Nobuyuki Hirahara and the two of them walked into the Hall of Death, and he said first.

Xiao Ji frowned and said, "What can be done?" Although it is winter, it will inevitably change. ”

"Sir, please rest assured, since the Maharaja's murder to the present, no one has touched the body except Zaixia. Nobuyuki Hirahara looked at the coffin and said.

"Killed?"

"Why did Pingyuan Jun conclude that the Great Monarch was killed?" Xiao Ji looked at Huo Dong and asked again.

Hirahara Nobuyuki's face sank, and he used his true qi a little, held the coffin, and pushed the lid open.

He said, "You can see it at a glance. ”

Xiao Ji and Huo Dong walked to the coffin and looked down, only to see Chuanchen Jiaji raising his arms above his head.

His legs and feet were together, and his cloudy and yellow eyes stared vacantly ahead.

His skin was pale and black, smooth for his age, not even a single wrinkle.

"Can the cause of the Maharaja's death be determined?" Huo Dong asked, looking at the body.

"I haven't started to investigate yet. Hirahara Nobuyuki said with a look of embarrassment.

"Why? It's been two days, and if we delay any longer, I'm afraid we'll lose important clues. Xiao Ji exclaimed.

Hiraharashi Nobuyuki sighed: "It's not that I can't check it, but I can't check it." ”

Xiao Ji was puzzled: "What is the difficulty of opening the coffin for an autopsy?"

"Sir, please give it a try. Nobuyuki Hirahara picked up a sheepskin bag from the incense table beside him.

After Xiao Ji took it, he opened it and saw that it was a set of fine and new autopsy tools.

He handed it to Huo Dong and said, "Dongzi, let's start." ”

"Hmm. Huo Dong took out a willow leaf knife from his sheepskin bag and lifted the placket of the Maharaja's shroud.

As soon as the tip of the knife touched the skin, a layer of ice crystals quickly formed.

Huo Dong saw that the ice crystals were about to spread to his hands, and immediately flew the willow leaf thin knife out and fell to the ground.

Then, a blue flame burned the thin knife to ashes, and Xiao Ji and Huo Dong couldn't help but be surprised when they watched this scene.

If Huo Dong's movements were a little slower, it must have been his right hand that was burned to ashes.

"Dongzi, your hand is okay!" Xiao Ji hurriedly stepped forward, took his hand and looked at it.

There was still a burn mark on the back of his hand, he asked with concern.

Nobuyuki Hirahara never imagined that there would be such a big mistake.

"How can it be so weird! ”

"Plains-kun!" asked Xiao Ji Zhengse.

"Yes, that's why I wanted to ask two gentlemen to come and help me. Nobuyuki Hirahara said with a sigh.

Huo Dong said coldly: "What is burning just now is the ice crystals formed by the powerful soul qi that only the Moyuan River can have. ”

"The Maharaja of Sichuan is a generation of monarchs, and it is impossible for him to be contaminated with such a thing. ”

"Unless someone does it on purpose. ”

Hirahara Nobuyuki nodded and said, "Yes, the Maharaja was actually entangled by this thing half a year ago. ”

"However, at that time, he was stationed outside Bhaemong, Bukdo, and I always thought it was a harassment of nearby monsters. ”

So I asked a warlock to expel it, but I didn't expect it to have some effect. ”

Xiao Ji said: "However, you didn't expect that things would develop into such an uncontrollable situation. ”

"Yes. ”

"I'm careless, gentlemen, what should I do now?" said Hiraharashi Shinyuki.

Xiao Ji was just about to speak, but saw Huo Dong standing next to the coffin, turning up the sleeves and trousers of Chuanchen Jiaji.

"What did you find?" asked Xiao Ji as he walked over to him.

"Nothing, just a casual look. Huo Dong stretched out his hand and said.

"Then, Pingyuan-kun, it's late today, and we'll come here early tomorrow morning. ”

"I also ask Pingyuanjun to inform Zai Xia of what happened in the near future, so that the case can be solved as soon as possible and the king can be buried in peace. Xiao Xi smiled and bowed.

Hiraharas Nobuyuki paused and said, "Thank you two gentlemen, send them out." ”