Countless chaotic memories.

In Wu Zhi's mind.

Constantly fluctuating, constantly emerging......

So he didn't understand it at all.

What the hell is going on?

Why.

The owners of those memories are all "Wu Zhi? That is...... Myself?

Why did these memories pop up in his head?

The last shred of clarity in his mind told him.

This should be the token given to him by Wu Zhi in the fairy world, which plays a role!

……

Wu Zhi became interested, and took a closer look.

The fingers pinched slightly, the lips opened and closed slightly, and there were words.

The so-called "Wolong Henglin Phase" is a kind of dragon vein.

As the saying goes, the dragon vein, in fact, is not so unfathomable knowledge, most of the dragon veins describe the trend of the mountain, the Tibetan wind gathers qi.

Those who have strange movements are dragons.

There are thousands of dragon veins in the world, and there are only a few that are truly worthy of being sought after by feng shui masters.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of whom was different.

Dragon veins are also different.

It's not just the Emperor's Dragon that is the Dragon.

Returning, descending, living, flying, lying, hidden, soaring, going to the sea, leading the group, this is the Nine Dragons potential.

In addition, countless miscellaneous branches have been derived, which will not be repeated.

Wolong Henglin is the derivation of Wolong's potential, which means that there is a big dragon lying here.

The dragon qi gathers, the situation is entrenched, sitting and lying for thousands of miles, pitching and looking overlooked.

Wu Zhi's face was solemn, he glanced at the entire dragon vein, silently calculated and checked, and then exclaimed.

"The dragon veins are facing the sky, the mouth is six-fold, the swallow is thousands of miles, and the ground is long live...... This...... This is, the thousand-year-old Emperor Dragon Bureau? "The so-called dragon game, although there is a word difference between it and the dragon vein, it is a thousand miles away.

The dragon game refers to the game in front of the tomb.

It means that there is a large tomb above the dragon vein, and there is a feng shui bureau in front of the tomb.

The Dilong Bureau, as the name suggests, is the bureau in front of the emperor's tomb.

...... the Tomb of the Millennium Emperor?

Wu Zhi gasped, a little incredulous, his lips trembled, and his face stiffened.

Not only large tombs, but also unimaginable tombs of large sizes......

"It's a pity that there is no compass, otherwise, I can push out the specific position." Wu Zhi straightened his teeth and flowers, which is a pity.

He sat on the spot, picked up a branch and wrote on the ground.

He had to write down the situation in front of him so that he could sort out what to do next.

The original owner didn't leave him any memory, and he could only analyze it through some existing clues.

He was wearing a Taoist robe full of holes, indicating that the original owner was a small Taoist priest.

The corpse with the head separated from each other, according to the black book, was the iron-clad catcher at the entrance of the yamen.

With a flash of inspiration, Wu Zhi thought of the sea fishing documents and iron capture warrants kept in the black book, and took out an idea.

Flipping through the sea fishing paperwork and looking at the faces painted on it, Wu Zhi felt a "groan" in his heart, and his scalp was numb......

On the sea fishing book, there is a delicate young man's face, which is his own.

[Wu Zhi, a person from the Zhenhai Mountains of Yucang County, Wuzhou, demons, exterminated a village in Huangping Village with demon magic, a total of 38 households with one hundred and five people, the crime is extremely heinous, and the reward of Yucang County is 400 taels of silver, wanted]

[Emperor Qi Anzhi, three years of the second year, three months of spring, twenty years]

【Hongtian Mansion Seal】

Demon Dao?

It often refers to demons and evil spirits.

It is also a contemptuous term for the people in the Daomen, referring to the extremely vicious people in the Daomen......

Even the old and the young killed a hundred and five people?

Wu Zhimeng, won't you? Crossing into the body of a wicked man yourself? Got a lot of blood debt?

No, judging by the appearance, this body is at most a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man, how can he have the ability to kill an entire village?

Wu Zhi frowned, but if the original owner was innocent, how could he die with an iron-clad catcher?

He came to a logical conclusion: the original owner used unknown means to kill the people of a village, the court issued a sea fishing document, and the iron clothes came to arrest him, but the original owner refused to obey, and the iron clothes caught up with the people, and finally died with the iron clothes.

At first glance, the logic is self-consistent, but there are some things that don't make sense.

He also needs more evidence to find out the truth.

You can't be inexplicably accused of a heinous crime......

He thought of the scarlet current, and followed the current to find the upstream, maybe he could find the root of the red, maybe he made an unexpected discovery.

Suppress the greed in your heart.

He put the matter of the tomb behind him for the time being.

If you don't have the tools at hand, and you can't figure out the situation, you shouldn't make a rash move.

Wu Zhi walked down the mountain with a heavy mind, this time, he didn't run up the mountain like a headless fly, but carefully observed the situation around.

There are several trails stepped out by people in the mountains, indicating that there are people nearby, not barren mountains and forests, and there is no danger to life for the time being.

Whew~~

There was the howl of an unknown beast in the mountains, far and near, Wu Zhi remained vigilant, deliberately stayed away from the beast, and went all the way down.

In the open forest, gusts of gloomy wind blew, strange and infiltrating.

Wu Zhi was always on guard and looked around cautiously.

Not far away, an iron shadow in the shade of a tree made Wu Zhi's pupils shrink subconsciously, and he hurriedly approached.

It was another corpse with separate heads, dressed in iron clothes, and the corpse was cold for a long time.

Holding back the vomiting sensation in his throat, he stretched out his right hand, and before he could try to mobilize the black book in the black dots, a force like electricity came out of his hand and poured into the corpse.

The corpse spasmed slightly, and then the black dots turned into a virtual image of a human face, the hideous and distorted face opened a black blood basin mouth, and a clear and blue elixir rolled out from it, and Wu Zhiyan quickly reached out to take it.

The smell of medicine is tangy.

He took the elixir in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and there were faint golden wavy patterns on the azure blue projectile.

That's what it is...... Painted Haidan?

The strength of the iron-clad fast catcher is in the early stage of painting the sea.

Wu Zhi muttered in his heart, this pill should be to assist the monks of the Painted Sea Period in their cultivation?

...... I don't know anything, I can only rely on my own blind guessing, it's so uncomfortable!

He put Hui Haidan close to him, gritted his teeth, pinched his nose and squatted down, and examined the corpse up and down.

There were no unnecessary injuries on the body.

From the chest to the crotch, a sharp weapon was cut, tearing apart all kinds of red and white internal organs, and flowing all over the ground......

The fracture of the neck is as smooth as a mirror, and the sword goes straight down, without dragging mud and water, it can be seen that the killer is extremely strong, and cutting people is the same as cutting tofu......

Is there such a silky one?

Wu Zhi carefully identified it, the cut on the neck was a sword wound, and the wound that cut open the entire body should be a knife wound......

He pondered for a moment and continued to walk down the mountain, and along the way, he encountered more than a dozen corpses in iron clothes.

Distributed throughout the mountains and forests, they are all in the same state of death.

Looking at it all the way, Wu Zhi gained a lot, and the Painted Haidan absorbed nine pieces.

There are also more than a dozen soul puppets that have been refined in the black book, and their strength is different.

He gradually dispelled the idea that "the original owner was the murderer".

These ironclad catchers were killed by a sword-wielding and a sword-wielding.

The original owner is obviously not like a person who can use a blade, his hands are smooth like a little daughter-in-law with ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, and there is no trace of long-term sword practice.

Moreover, Wu Zhi recalled that when he crossed his upper body, the wounds on his body were all bloody holes. It was not a sword wound, but a scar from a spear.

But except for himself, there were no traces of gunshot wounds on the other corpses.

Three groups of people, so that the blades are different, and things become confusing......

Wu Zhi's brows furrowed, and he followed the water all the way to the upstream, and the water became more and more scarlet and turbid.

The stench is overwhelming.

Finally, Wu Zhi found the root of the bloodstain -

Hundreds of foul-smelling and rotten bodies piled up in the middle of the upstream, blocking the flow of water and staining the mountains red.