Xu Yicheng finished handing over today's work of the city, and walked home with a small paper bag.

The dirt roads in the northern part of the city are a little shady at night. He walked quickly to the simple courtyard gate, pushed the door and went in, and saw his old father sitting in the courtyard resting, and his son reading by the fire by the stove.

"Father!" When Xu Ju saw him come back, the boy had a happy smile on his face.

"I'm back," Xu Xian coughed as he sat on his chair and said, "I left a bowl of porridge for you at night, I must be hungry." ”

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten it in the division, let's leave the porridge for Ju'er." Xu Yicheng said, handed the paper bag to Xu Ju, and said, "Dad brought you some snacks back." ”

"Thank you, father!" Xu Ju still looked at the book intently and didn't pick it up.

"Where's your mother?" Xu Yicheng put the snack next to the stove and asked.

"My mother went to do work for Aunt Wang, her needlework is fine, and she can earn an extra ten dollars a day by doing work at this time." Xu Judao.

"What book are you reading?" Xu Yicheng found out that his son was reading a new book, which he had not seen before.

"A young gentleman, he gave it to me." Xu Judao.

"Young sir?"

"He Xingqiu, he is a good person, very literate, he doesn't charge money, and he is willing to teach me a lot of things, but unfortunately you didn't see your father when he came."

"I see, next time he comes again, you thank him for Dad. Also, since you call him sir, although our family is poor, we can't be rude. The straight barrel of the clairvoyant mirror I brought back to you last time, you can give it to him next time. Although there are no lenses on it, the material itself is also copper, and it is worth a few dollars. Xu Yicheng said.

"Hmm!" Xu Ju agreed.

"Xu Yan, Xu Yan!" Suddenly, a figure outside ran in a panic, shouting to Xu Yicheng inside.

"It's you, what's wrong?" Xu Yicheng recognized that this was his colleague Luan Wen, and was surprised why he came to his house at this time.

"Oh no, hurry back to the division." Luan Wen ran to the gate, wiped his sweat and hurriedly said, "Port...... Smuggling has been found in the port again, and Lord Zheng wants us to investigate thoroughly, one by one, and we must find people this time. Otherwise...... Otherwise, there will be someone from Fu Shendu's side, and we won't be able to live in peace again! ”

"This!" Xu Yicheng never expected that something would go wrong at this time, so he could only rush back with Luan Wen immediately.

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The courtyard of the study is empty, because it is the land of the official family, regardless of the cost, so there are not only large green plants in the yard, but also a few magnolias. At this time, the spring equinox is approaching, and at the right time, the purple magnolia flowers bloom fragrantly.

Qiu Shaohu looked around tightly, and saw that there was indeed no defensive arrangement here, so he breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall and walked to the front of the hall, seeing that the door was locked, after a little thought, he decided to detour to the back window.

It's not impossible to break the door lock with brute force, but then someone will be found sneaking into the study afterwards, and there may be unnecessary trouble.

The windows on the walls are staggered, and the carvings on the carved railings are polished with fine paper to perfection. Qiu Shaohu groped up and down the crack of the window and found a suitable position, so he stopped in front of a window, took out a knife, and carefully reached through the crack in the window.

Qiu Shaohu's sense of touch is more acute than ever, and he can feel the accurate texture direction inside through the wooden frame, and he gently picks off the window bolt with a knife, and the window opens immediately, and he quietly flips in, and the fragrance of ink paper on the pavement is intoxicating.

He took the fire from the oil lamp next to him and lit it, a little light was enough to illuminate his eyes. Yellow-brown pupils swept over the books on the shelves, searching for the ultimate goal.

The shelves in the study are made of peach wood, which is cold, grows in a cool place away from light, is not easy to burn, and is coated with lacquer on the outside, which can play a more fireproof effect.

In addition, the roof of the study shed specially invited Shengongmen to build a complete set of pipelines, which has water sources in all seasons, which can be used as the first means of extinguishing fires after a fire.

The bookshelves next to the first few walls are all books on agricultural medicine, the outside is the official journal of the recent days, and the most recent inside is related to craftsmen.

If you want to find that copy of "The Legend of Grace", you can only find it one shelf after another.

Although Zhiwei novels are popular among the people, the official family does not pay much attention to them, so there are only a handful of related books in this study.

Qiu Shaohu estimated that the book should be on the innermost shelf, so he went straight to the thousandth with the fire fold, and sure enough, he saw the classification of "Qi Harmonic Zhiwei" on the nameplate of the shelf, only in a corner of the wall.

Qiu Shaohu carefully inserted the fire fold in the gap of the bookshelf to avoid ignition of fire, and checked the titles of the books in the order on the shelves.

The books are densely packed with handwriting, and although they are neat, they also look uneven and messy. Even if it is numbered, it is particularly difficult to find.

Qiu Shaohu's fingertips touched the edges of the books he placed, and he could sense their old age with his touch.

Yangzhai Hanke is a person now, and the books he has written cannot be too many years, so using this method to eliminate a batch of old books can also save a lot of time.

Suddenly, he came across a book of moderate thickness, with a smooth surface that didn't seem to have been read much.

By feeling, he guessed that this was what he was looking for.

The amber pupils reflected the words "Chien Ji".

Qiu Shaohu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He picked up the book.

But suddenly he felt empty.

On the shelves, the original place was empty.

And in the reflection of his pupils, in his place, a black hand sticking out from under the bookshelf.

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"Whoa......

From the bottom up, the last bit of soil was dug out by hand in the dust, and the coffin in the tomb was completely revealed.

This is the tomb of Lingdi, the body was originally collected and buried by the official family, although it was hastily, but it was also counted as a peace.

"I'm sorry, junior brother." Meng Chen, with apologies in his heart, lifted the coffin board. The smell of the corpse's decay came to his face, and the stench was as strong as smoke before it dissipated for a long time.

All the disciples of Forgetful Island endured the discomfort and looked their heads into the coffin.

The corpse's head was missing, and the cut in the neck was rough and uneven.

Meng Chen went to check, just looked at it, it was a little unbelievable, and I looked at it again to confirm that I was not mistaken.

He was indeed right, and there were deep finger marks on the skin of Lingdi's neck.

But that's what makes it strange.

If he was strangled to death, the finger marks on his neck should be deserved.

But he died with a severed head, could it be that the whole head was twisted off by life?

"Martial arts master?" Dusty contemplation.

"It's not a martial arts, it's a ghost way of changing shapes." The man in white suddenly stood beside him, but the others turned a blind eye, "The martial arts are domineering, and the corpse should have a residual masculinity." But on his corpse, there was a thick black aura of yin death. ”

"The ghost path is easy to form, and it can take objects in the void. When you reach out and grab it, everything disappears into the invisible. That's why his head was never found. The man in white said to Meng Chen, and showed a look of disgust at the black qi of this lunar calendar, "Abuse the yin, you should be killed!" ”

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"Sorry, this book was booked!"

Qiu Shaohu raised his foot and kicked it, and the entire bookshelf immediately toppled over, because the different bookshelves were very close to each other, and the rows of bookshelves were like neatly stacked dominoes, stacked on top of each other and collapsed.

The black hand on the ground originally retreated extremely fast, and it stands to reason that it would definitely not be able to catch up. But the bookshelves toppled faster, and with a "boom" sound, the last row of bookshelves smashed down directly, hitting the black hand on the ground.

"Ah-", a miserable scream proved that the black hand was actually a real thing, and knowing this, Qiu Shaohu was unscrupulous.

Stepping to keep up, Qiu Shaohu stepped on the ground, and the power of "Thunder and Fury" was transmitted to the ground along the footsteps, causing a shock.

This time, not only did the lock helmet, the big hat, and the trap box not come out, but even the Yanling knife was placed in the inn together, and now it can be said that it is really "barehanded". He is not a martial arts master, and he does not have the confidence to fight for a long time in this state.

In order to avoid complications, it is necessary to solve the problem quickly.

In the shock, a figure appeared from the direction of the black hand, and the specific outline could not be seen in the blur, and he could only feel that he was trembling, as if he was irritated by Qiu Shaohu.

The other party grabbed the void and grabbed Qiu Shaohu from afar, with a strange posture, like eagle claws, like bear paws, and his fingertips were like hooks, which made people unpredictable.

Qiu Shaohu dodged and dodged, and he could see the scratches passing in front of him. Suddenly, there was an alarm in his heart, and he saw some vague shadows under his eyes, and immediately lowered his head to dodge.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the beams of the bookshelf behind him were scratched and turned into ruins, and the books and papers that had been placed on them flew wildly.

Qiu Shaohu was secretly surprised, he didn't expect the other party to be so secretive. But at most, it is suitable for covert sneak attacks, and if you face the enemy in person, the power will be reduced by half if you are on guard.

Seeing that the other party grabbed the camera again, Qiu Shaohu did not retreat but advanced, his pace changed flexibly, and his body shape was suddenly unpredictable. Hearing the wind whistling in his ears, his opponent followed one after another, and each attack brushed past him.

The bookshelves were constantly affected, the pages were scattered, and the white paper flying in the sky was like snow, obscuring everything.

Qiu Shaohu used this as a cover, suddenly changed his position again, and suddenly leaned towards the other party.

The other party had just withdrawn the last palm, and that time was still narrowly avoided by him.

The moment he got closer, Qiu Shaohu saw the other party's face.

The face of an ordinary man, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qiu Shaohu realized something, looked around, and saw an overturned bronze mirror in the corner.

The mirror is smooth and clean, facing them.

And the moment the other party grabbed it out, at this moment, in the reflection of the mirror, it came towards him again!

Qiu Shaohu's heart froze, and the sharp wind had already pounced on him.