The night was silent.

In front of the ancestral grave of the Tian family, everyone was busy with the burial of the baby. In order to dispel the darkness and obstacles, countless torches were lit around the surroundings, and the toil and pain on everyone's face were also illuminated.

Not far away, looking at the person soaked in a sad atmosphere, Tang Xun suddenly spoke: "I still helped him after all, and helped the newborn Immaculate." ”

Qiu Shaohu looked at Tang Xun in confusion.

Wu Jingxing was expressionless, as if nothing in front of him could cause fluctuations in his heart.

Tang Xun said: "It's not the first time I've seen Tanabe's young son. A month ago, when I first came to Chaomen City, I heard that the Tian family had added a new man. At first, I just had the intention of begging for two wine money, went to Tian's house to try my luck, and went to calculate a birth hexagram for his son. But when I saw this child, I knew that he was not long dead. ”

In early spring, the coolness of the night still made their breath condense into a white mist.

"But I can't say that, because I've calculated that if I had told the truth at the time, I'd have had a series of troubles that have begged me. You may think that this is mysterious, but this is the price of spying on the heavens, and those who know can only express it in other ways. ”

"So I just told Tanabe Tsuru that if you press a tall book under the child's pillow, you can bless his descendants with success."

"Kid, it stands to reason that you can't use a pillow. But I knew that if I did nothing, in three days Tanabe Tsuru would forget his infant son because he was so preoccupied with urging his eldest son to study that he would fall out of bed and fall to his death. In this way, if the child is uncomfortable with things on the pillow, he will cry all the time, and Tanabe Tsuru will be more distracted to take care of his little son, and the child will not fall to his death. ”

"I took advantage of Tanabe Tsuru's obsession to glorify his ancestors. But I didn't calculate it, and it was precisely because of this obsession that he provoked the people of the resting place again, which indirectly led to the death of his young son. ”

"And I ended up in this trouble, and I had to pay the sin of this child's death. Perhaps this is also the fate of the way of Qimen - easy to know its way, difficult to change its fate. It's like watching a carriage crash into a person, even if I knew in advance, the heavenly machine would always run in its own way. And if you are powerless to change, who can believe that what you say is actually the truth? ”

"Who really understands what the Tao is?"

Tang Xun sighed with emotion, and said that his heart was cold and cold after struggling in worldliness and detachment for half a life.

Oh, yes.

Where the Tao goes, how many people pursue it, but how many people can't ask for it.

Countless people have worked hard all their lives, and in the end, they have only told future generations at their own expense, "This way doesn't work".

is like the four words "there is no way to go wrong", not to understate a sentence of advice from predecessors, but a summary of the price of countless predecessors' blood and tears.

Listening to these words, Qiu Shaohu couldn't help but think of the secret he had just seen from "Taishangji", so he opened his mouth again: "Since you don't understand the Tao, who in the world has ever known the secret of the Tao." For example, the avenues of the world are divided into geometry? ”

"There are thousands of ways, each with its own secrets, it can be generalized, I'm afraid it will really become a god." Tang Xun shook his head and said: "Take me as an example, the path of cultivation is called 'Long Dun', after the initial two realms of 'Turning Roots' and 'Dunjia', now it is only the realm of the sevenfold 'Three Wonders', even if I know that the next realm is called 'Long Dun', if there is no one to guide me, I don't know when I will be able to reach it." Not to mention that there are countless people who practice and don't know where to go next. ”

Qiu Shaohu noticed that the initial realm that Tang Xun said was called "Turning Roots", which was the same as Forgetless Island. All the disciples in the Island of Forgetfulness who step into the threshold of cultivation also start from "turning roots", based on innate qi, and establish roots in the body.

Moreover, Tang Xun mentioned that if there is a senior to guide him, the speed of cultivation to the next realm will be faster, which Lianmo also told himself. In the island of forgetfulness, all the methods of cultivation of future generations are the paths that predecessors have walked.

If you go it alone without guidance, the risk is much greater.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of noisy footsteps was heard without warning.

Qiu Shaohu and the others all saw that a team of officials suddenly came over and surrounded the Tianyuanwai family without warning.

"Where's your master?" The official at the head commanded him, and when the field member came out trembling, he said loudly to him: "You are suspected of colluding with traitors, it is best to explain the matter clearly after 1510." Otherwise, I'm afraid you will have to sit in the prison of the Futai Yamen! ”

"This ...... The little old man is down-to-earth and has never done anything bad or colluded with evil people...... Where to start! Tanabe Tsuru panicked.

"Huh, I don't know? Do you recognize this person? The official directly unfolded a portrait.

Qiu Shaohu also saw it, and the painting was clearly the previous master of the Yamen who was bewitched by the resting place with worm Gu!

He had also been to the thatched cottage of the Spirit Truth, and it was there that he had met each other for the first time.

What does this master have to do with the Tian family?

"He has been imprisoned, and he confessed to you, do you still admit it!" The official is aggressive.

"This ...... I've only had a relationship with him once, and he just asked me for something...... Oh, those are some of my collections, oh, I remember, it's just a sea state book published by Zhile Zhai, and nothing else has anything to do with it! I was really wronged......"

Sea Condition Book?

Chaomen Port ......

Qiu Shaohu remembered what Zhu Lai had told him-

Most of the sects in the cave were flooded by the sea, so he could try to find them.

The sea water in the harbor will be periodic tides, with regular changes. The terrain beneath the surface of the sea will also change. Those who go to sea should always pay attention to these conditions, and books that record sea conditions, such as tide charts, are also useful.

The master was bewildered by the resting place, and the resting place was given to the tumbler outside the field, and the field member gave the information about the sea conditions of the Chaomen to the resting place......

Invisibly, there was a line that passed through the original chaotic information, allowing Qiu Shaohu to reintegrate these scattered situations, and everything became orderly.

……

Wet dungeons.

Cheng Xiangxian was reluctant to come to this kind of place.

As a child, he was trapped behind a cell door for a day and a night, and then had nightmares for days on end. Since then, he has not liked this kind of place.

In his opinion, the prison was held by the living, but from the moment they stepped through the dark door, they were no different from the dead.

What's more, he is a general, and in his vision, he should make a career in the army, not interrogate prisoners in prison like a cool official.

But at this time, where his duty lies, he can only pinch his nose to endure the damp stench here and listen to the reports of his subordinates.

"Every one of the traitors in the resting place that he had captured before confessed. Only this one named Lang Xing didn't want to open his mouth. We haven't given him water for three days, and now ......."

Cheng Feng first looked up and saw that in the first cell in front of him, Lang Xing was locked up. Since he was imprisoned here, he has been subjected to many kinds of torture, and now he is covered in blood, almost human.

Only his eyes are still very bright, indicating that he will continue to persevere.

Cheng Xiangxian was a little strange, I don't know what this person can rely on to keep himself sober until now.

He just told his subordinates: "Don't add any more punishment to him from today, and give him some water to drink and some food to eat." If he is really dead, we can't ask anything. ”

With that, he left the place.

For some reason, Cheng Fuxian felt that he was a little afraid to look at those sober and bright eyes, as if he was afraid to see what he didn't have from those eyes.

Lang Xing looked at the back of the young man who left in a hurry and laughed.

His parched throat was no longer able to make a normal sound, only the sound of "snorting" like a dilapidated bellows leaking.

"What are you laughing at!" The subordinates who stayed behind intimidated him, but they thought of Cheng Quxian's entrustment, and still didn't embarrass him, and left directly to leave Lang Xing here alone.

Lang Xing was locked to the cold ground, struggling to spread out his palms.

Seeing what was in the palm of his hand, his eyes showed a soft glow.

It was a little girl's bracelet.

In his remembrance, a lively, small shadow appeared, bouncing around him. Eventually, the shadow jumped into an unknown place, disappearing forever, never to be by his side again.

He believed that she was in that place, a place where all would step and would rest there in eternal peace. So he had to find there in order to continue to be by her side as a competent father.

Cheng Tingdong's mansion, he was still smoking leisurely.

Cheng Xiang pushed open the door first and walked in without saying a word.

"How's it going?" Cheng Tingdong put down the cigarette pouch and asked.

"I don't want to do it anymore." Cheng went to say first.

"Dissatisfied that I called you back from the previous investigation, or can't accept the current situation?" Cheng Tingdong asked.

His son did not answer.

"Then let's look into another matter." Cheng Tingdong threw something on the table.

"What is this?" Cheng went to ask first.

"Yesterday's official journal was about a case involving the Roche Chamber of Commerce."

"Isn't this case in charge of the Daotai Yamen, what does it have to do with us?" Cheng was puzzled, picked up the newspaper, and saw the eye-catching title at first glance-

"The evil faction is causing trouble, and the explosion of Dongjiehu causes an uproar;

The people shed tears, and more than ten people died tragically, so what's wrong? ”

Subtitle: "What did the Governor of the Gods do?" ”

Cheng Fuxian only felt that his brain was "buzzing", and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He wasn't there at the time, so he didn't know that so many people were affected, and he didn't expect the repercussions to be so strong.

"The streets and alleys have become a mess, and the noisy places are crying and mourning, and that's what is happening there now." Cheng Tingdong said: "The preliminary news is related to the Zhenkang Shrine. ”

Cheng went out without saying a word.

"How are you going to check?" Cheng Tingdong was still sitting and asked.

"If the people from Zhenkang Shrine come, they must have entered the city through some paths." Cheng went first and said: "I'll go and check all the passes that can enter the city, and I can't find the horse's feet if I don't believe it!" ”

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

"The attitude is good, but it's a pity that I lack a little experience and calmness." Cheng Tingdong said as he took out another thing from under the table.

A charred scroll records the history of the county chronicles of Chaomen throughout the ages. It was originally hidden in the innermost part of the basement of the Roche Chamber of Commerce, and it was almost destroyed by that fire.

This was originally intended to be taken away by Zhenkang Shrine, but someone deliberately set fire to the martyr stone in an attempt to destroy the traces.

Cheng Tingdong is a person who was originally a Wupin martial arts general in Beijing, with superb means and old strategy, such secrets, as long as he pays a little attention, he can't escape his eyes.

He didn't know what the use of Zhenkang Divine Palace wanted these things, but he had heard that a series of inexplicable things had been lost everywhere in Chaomen City in recent days, all of which were Zhiwei novels, historical relics, literary and literary collections, and the like.

Cheng Tingdong picked up the cigarette pouch again and habitually knocked it on the table twice.

One of his three henchmen, Xun Jianji, walked in, he was an orphan adopted by the Liang family, Cheng Tingdong's wife's family, and Liang Li and Liang Mian were like brothers and sisters, although they were not flesh and blood. Unlike the two of them, Xun Jianji has been handling some housekeeping for Cheng Tingdong and has always been on call.

"Go find some beggars in the city for me, and ask them what they have lost in the city lately."

Cheng Tingdong gave a somewhat strange order.

……

Through the crowd of people coming and going, Qiu Shaohu saw the plaque of "Zhile Zhai".

Guessing that the next target of the resting place was probably the remains of the harbor dive cave, he wanted to know what was written in the sea condition book of Zhirakuzhai.

If it were simply a book that recorded the laws of the tide cycle, the resting place would not have been so troublesome, and there must be something more secretive in it.

Zhile Zhai is the most well-known bookseller, not only in Chaomen City, but also in various places with its branches. In addition to the preparation books of scholars over the years, the best-selling books are all kinds of strange stories.

Qiu Shaohu walked into the door and saw a woman sitting behind the counter, as if it was the account room here, but she only looked at the book in her own hand, and didn't notice Qiu Shaohu walking in at all.

The woman was wearing a plain gauze and was reading a book of "The Age of the Gods", the author of which was an unknown student from afar and a well-known author of Zhiwei stories.

Qiu Shaohu said: "May I ask ......?"

"Oh, there's a guest!" The woman put down the book and said excitedly, "Do you want to buy a book?" I recommend this "The Legend of the Sealed Demons", a masterpiece of unknown students. If you want to buy it, you will not only get a 20% discount, but also give a copy of "Immortal Relic". If you're not interested, there's one of the best-selling ones, and that's this! ”

The woman stuffed a book in front of Qiu Shaohu, and the man and woman on the cover were enthusiastically entangled, and it was a "Silver Vase Plum".

"Ahem-" Qiu Shaohu pushed the Spring Palace book away and said to the woman, "I'm looking for your shopkeeper." ”

"Oh, that's me." The woman said as a matter of course, "I am not only the shopkeeper of this store, but also the only big boss of all Zhile Zhai in the world - Li Yixuan, it is me!" ”