Huo Quzhi stared at the ancient well in front of him.

This is a rather delicate stone well, the outer circle of the well is square, and the wellhead is round, the inner depth is unknown, and the side length is about zhang.

The wellhead is made of bluestone, which is full of simple and primitive feeling.

There is a faint cold halo in the well, which is quite mysterious.

Huo Quzhi suspected that the well was his plug-in, but he had no evidence.

He tried to get closer to the top of the well and see what was going on inside, but he never succeeded.

Because he was in a 'dream' at the moment, his thoughts were not completely controlled, and there seemed to be a force in the well that prevented him from approaching.

Just when he was born with the idea of being in a dream, an inexplicable force struck, dragging him out of the dream and returning to reality.

"Here it is again, this well appears in my dream once a day, and it has been ...... for half a month"

In the next moment, Huo Quzhi opened his eyes, ended his deep sleep, and the ancient well in his consciousness disappeared.

And at the moment when he exited the dream, he also felt that there was a qi gushing out of the spiritual platform and flowing all over his body. In the end, it reunited in the depths of consciousness, turned into wisps of light, and formed a simple book after blending:

"There are numbers in the operation, yin and yang, and the opportunity is in it. The machine cannot be set, and the setting is not successful. ”

When the simple book was unfolded a little, there was a handwriting that looked like a seal and the ancient text of the Spring and Autumn Six Kingdoms, and the light was faintly extinguished.

The ancient well appeared day after day, and every time a qi machine gushed out and dispersed into his body, pushing his power to become stronger and stronger, but it was the first time that he turned into a bamboo slip ancient scroll in his consciousness.

The form of the short book is clear, and as long as the mind is calm, the concentration consciousness can be visualized.

"The ancient well in the dream has the power to keep sending it out, is the real purpose to turn this simple book into a simple book?"

Huo Quzhi said: There are numbers in the operation, and yin and yang are rational...... It looks like the contents of a war book!

When he tried to visualize the bottom of the Jianshu of Zhihai, he found that the ancient well had changed again, and five wisps of breath rose and were thrown into the Jianshu one after another. Each breath occupies a book, and the imprint turns into five patterns.

Inside one of the wisps of breath was what appeared to be a winged flying snake pattern.

The other four breaths were extremely hazy, and they couldn't see the specific forms at all.

In the next moment, the scroll of Jian Shu moved and closed, obscuring the contents of the book, and lost a trace from the sea of knowledge.

Huo Qubing was in a dormitory and had just woken up from his couch.

Next to the couch is a long wooden table, with an oval bronze lamp on the table, and the lower trough is nearly the size of a fist, which can be used to store lamp oil, which can be taken out and lit on the ornamented lampstand.

However, there was no lamp in the room at this time, only the moonlight shining in through the wooden rectangular window lattice.

On the other side of the couch there is a tic-tac-toe wooden stone with clothes hanging from it.

Huo Quzhi sat up from the couch with a deep expression.

He is the champion of the Han Dynasty who has been famous for thousands of years and amazed the world!

Since his aunt Wei Zifu entered the palace, Liu Che, a generation of male lords and later known as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, became his uncle, and the Wei family has been able to prosper, and everyone's fate has changed. Uncle Wei Qing defeated the Huns in a row and gradually became a pillar of the court.

Huo Quzhi is seventeen this year, and he has not yet become famous in the world.

And the residence where he is now is located on the side of Chang'an Weiyang Palace, which is his own mansion.

Not long after he woke up, before he could carefully check the changes in his consciousness, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"Huo Shizhong." A voice rang out, deliberately suppressing his throat, a little muffled.

Shizhong specifically refers to the emperor's close ministers, especially during the period of Emperor Liu Che of the Han Dynasty, whose status was very high.

The daily entourage is around the emperor, and the cronies are valuable, and they can give their own opinions on all matters in the court, and the lower ones are in charge of the emperor's cars, sedan chairs, clothes, utensils, etc.!

"Your Majesty's assignment has come to an eye." The voice outside the house said again.

Huo Quai's detective took the clothes on the wood next to the bed.

Hanfu is mostly a deep coat, to wear the inner lining first, and then wear the upper and lower connected outer shirts, tied with ropes, the characteristics are to make the body hidden but not exposed, graceful and elegant.

Huo Quzhi quickly dressed and walked to the door.

This rare military genius in ancient and modern times has a heroic face and sharp eyes. At the age of seventeen, his figure is not burly, but his back is straight, giving people a sharp look.

As he stepped forward, he glanced at his waist and abdomen without a trace.

The second gentleman below his waist and abdomen is quite magnificent, and his size is a little different from ordinary people.

It is said that there was a man named Chang Yu in the previous dynasty, and his biggest advantage was that he could turn the wheel. The specialty of his body is still excessive, which shows the magnificence of his physique.

"Let's go, let's see." Huo Quzhi opened the door.

The man outside the door bowed and waited, a young general in armor.

At this time, a figure suddenly jumped down from the beam in the room, and landed on the table next to it, but it was a rather large 'cat'.

This cat has a brown coat and a thick body and a short tail.

It has black tufts of hair on the tips of its ears and cheeks, a light brown and hemp-brown body, a pale white belly, black spots on its tail, and jewel-like eyes.

This is the spirit animal raised by Huo Quai, when today's son is a cat, it is actually a lynx, super fierce.

The young general's name was Yao Zhao, and he turned around and led the way.

The cat also wanted to go out for a walk, but as soon as the front foot went out, he heard Huo Qu sick and said, "You look after the house." ”

The big cat rolled his eyes, retracted his paws back with a depressed face, and jumped up to the beams of the house as if he were doing a light effort, curled his tail, turned himself into a hairball, and opened his mouth to yawn.

The cold moon is like frost, and the dawn is approaching.

There is a long street in the south of Chang'an City, the buildings on both sides are numerous, and most of the people who live are the nobles of the court, the high gate compound, and it is very meteorological.

In the night, a brightly lit mansion was surrounded by more than 100 black-clothed people, and the atmosphere was solemn.

In a room in the backyard, on a lotus-shaped bronze lampstand, the lights are blazing, as bright as day.

There were seven or eight people in the room, and the atmosphere was depressing!

Behind a low seat in front of him, sat a middle-aged man, his eyes closed, not breathing, and actually dead.

The man died in a bizarre state, in a sitting position, with a relaxed demeanor, as if he had been pretending to sleep before he died, without any scars or signs of struggle on his body.

The people in the room carefully examined the body and concluded that the cause of death was...... I slept dead, and I didn't find anything else.

"This is the fourth case this month, and the deceased all have the same symptoms, no injuries or illness."

"The officer Liu who died this time is not only a relative of His Majesty, but also a lieutenant of the Northern Army. If we can't find out the reason, it will definitely be a big problem. ”

Lieutenant of the Northern Army, in charge of public security, responsible for internal and external security, serving as a picket, ranking as Jiuqing.

The mysterious death of an official at this level can be imagined.

There were two people at the head of the room, one was dressed in black, around fifty, and the middle of the nose was very wide, giving people a sculptural sense of coldness and hardness, and from the physiognomy of it was a difficult person to get close to.

The other wears a scarf on his head, and even his face is covered in it, like a veil, and his face cannot be seen.

But her figure is graceful, and she thinks she is a mature woman.

Liu Che, the Son of Heaven, has a secret guard under him, like the eyes and ears of the Son of Heaven, and there are many strange people among them. This woman is one of the leaders of the Dark Guard. The other old man is among the Jiuqing, who can command Qu Jun under the command of the court lieutenant who is in charge of the criminal law.

Liu Huai died, and the two rushed over as soon as possible.

They are all good detectives, and they can use all their means to find nothing worthwhile.

When the two of them were worried, there were footsteps outside the house, and two figures walked in one after the other.

The two leaders in the room were both in high positions, and they both knew the person who walked in first.

The man was dressed in a big coat, wearing dark dark clothes, and his young face was heroic.

When everyone saw him come in, they folded their hands together, bowed forward, and saluted: "I've seen Huo Shizhong." ”

It was Huo Qubing who came, and after he came in, he glanced at the corpse and sniffed the smell in the room quietly.

"What did you find?"

"We are investigating, and the current information is that Officer Liu returned to his house at midnight last night, and then entered the study, and specially ordered no one to disturb.

When the body arrived, the body was found by the waitress, and we rushed over to check it, and preliminarily determined that he had been dead for more than two hours, and that he was unharmed. ”

The woman wearing a scarf in the house, after Huo Qu's illness came in, took the initiative to remove the scarf, revealing a slightly pointed chin and a white and charming face:

"There have been four cases of mysterious deaths of courtiers this month."

"From the experience of the first three times, the deceased may have abnormalities in the chest, abdomen or back about two hours after death."

Huo Quzhi was looking at the layout of the room.

The room is about three zhang in length and width, and is used for official business and reading books, with a flat stone floor, the door opens to the south, there are windows on the east and west sides, and a long sword hangs on the wall on the north side.

Under the wall is a low seat, and Liu Huai, a lieutenant of the Northern Army, sat behind the low seat, inexplicably dead, with a rigid and miserable white face unique to dead people.

Huo Quzhi turned his gaze back to the corpse: "Will there be a change in two hours after death?" So the time is almost up, uncover his clothes. ”

"Yui!"

Immediately, someone stepped forward and untied the robe on the back of the corpse's chest.

The atmosphere was surprisingly quiet.

Soon after the clothes on the corpse were taken off, the chest and back really changed.

First there was a faint black aura, followed by something like hair, which grew rapidly from the chest, back and back, and became extremely dense in a few breaths.

A corpse with new hair growing!

The hair is entangled, and it seems to form words, the chest looks like "Han Death", and behind it is "Emperor Bang"!

The hair that makes up the handwriting is like a snake and worm, which makes people frightened.

Huo Quzhi squatted down next to the corpse, staring at the rhythmic hair.

Suddenly, the corpse actually opened its eyes, revealing its dilated pupils, staring directly at Huo Quai.

Dead man open his eyes?!