The next day, when it was still dark, a shrill alarm clock rang in a room in a cheap apartment in the docklands.

Bell bell bell ......

The thorn that was sleeping on the bed was instantly awakened, and he opened his eyes instantly, and looked at the alarm clock in a foggy way.

Five o'clock in the morning.

At this time, it was late spring, and the sky outside the window was still dark, and the distant sky spit out a glimmer of light.

He went out at 7 p.m. last night, first went straight to the Red Turban Gang tavern in the slums to find out the news, waited for the rabbit to follow a leader to the black glove lair in the suburbs, and then killed the black gloves almost all over the house, and finally returned to the docks.

After cleaning up the traces and returning to the rented cheap apartment, it was almost two o'clock in the morning. By the time the temple was filled and cleaned, it was already past two o'clock when the alarm clock was set.

Thorn, who had only slept for less than three hours, felt that his body was more tired at this time than when he rested last night, and his eyes were dry and he couldn't open them, but he still forced himself to sit up from the bed, stretched his waist, got out of bed, put on slippers, and turned it off before the alarm clock.

The cacophony stopped.

Raising his hand and clasping his fist on his forehead, he pulled himself together and went into the bathroom.

The sound of undressing and the sound of running water came out, and after a while, the thorn finally felt a little more energetic, and went to the wardrobe naked, opened the cupboard and looked at the clothes inside.

Most of the clothes are plain, patched, and you can see that many of the surfaces of the clothes have been decolored due to the long time of slurrying.

He sighed slightly.

"It's been a year since my parents died, and I haven't bought new clothes."

There was a faint longing in his heart.

From 14 to 15 years old, it is the time to grow the body, Mo said that a year, that is, a few months have passed, the old clothes do not fit, and these clothes have traces of patches, but they are asked to change the tailor couple downstairs, and the money is not much, and he can afford it by gritting his teeth.

Reaching out and taking out the two newest-looking pieces from the hanging old clothes, and taking out a black belt, a pair of black cloth boots, and a pair of black fingerless gloves from the wardrobe, these are the mechanic suits that were sent out by the club when he joined the mechanical workshop before, and belong to the newcomer benefits.

There were no patches on the surface of the clothes, and there were no overwashed and whitish colors, which was the only decent thing he had.

When he joined the mechanical seminar, on the one hand, it was because the workshop regularly organized learning, and there would be professional mechanics to teach, which was one of the few opportunities for a low-level watch apprentice like him to learn more in-depth knowledge; On the other hand, it's this mechanic suit, before awakening the memories of his previous life, he hasn't added new clothes for a whole year, and there are free clothes to get, so of course you can't miss it.

The worn thorns are close to the body with short sleeves, and the jacket is a long-sleeved black zippered shirt with zippers pulled up to the neck, a pointed neckline, and the pockets on both sides of the dress are also zippered, and there is a small zippered pocket on the chest and both arms.

He wears blue sturdy tweed pants with a black belt around his waist, black cloth boots on his feet, and fingerless gloves on his hands, which are also made of black cloth.

"Wait, the feel and fabric of this dress are exactly the same as the denim clothes and jeans in the previous life, even the gloves and boots."

Looking at his body in surprise, he moved his body freely, this mechanical suit gave him the illusion of returning to the world of his previous life, and he only felt that this dress fit better.

Thorn, who was very satisfied, bent down and took out a suitcase from under the wardrobe, then folded all the clothes that were easy to carry and put them in, thought about it, and went to the bathroom to put the clothes that smelled a little bloody last night into the box.

Then he walked to another cabinet, bowed to the tablets of his parents, grandparents, and grandparents and grandparents placed behind the incense burner on the cabinet, and said:

"Father, mother, grandparents, grandparents, unfilial piety, causing monstrous disasters. I can only get you running together, and I ask for forgiveness. ”

As he spoke, he knelt down and kowtowed three times. Then he got up respectfully, invited the tablet to the box, and wrapped it in cloth.

The Eastern Continent was called Zhuxia in ancient times, and there has been a tradition of sacrificing ancestors since ancient times, and the tablets of the ancestors are extremely important, as long as the conditions permit, they must be incense once a day; Even if you can't put on the incense, you must sprinkle some water to replace it.

This is not only the rules, but now that Thorn has recovered the memory of his previous life, it is also clear that this tradition has a world of extraordinary power in this world, and there is a deep reason.

After placing the tablet, I picked up the incense burner, went to the bathroom to rinse it, and wrapped it in a cloth and put it in a box.

After doing all this, Thorn got up and went to the cabinet where the incense burner tablet was used before, and took out from the cabinet a piece of jade pendant that his father had told him not to sell when he was still alive.

This jade pendant was handed down by the ancestors of the family, and it was engraved with a pattern that the thorns did not recognize. He used to be afraid that he would accidentally bump it on his body, so he usually put it in the cabinet.

As soon as his hand touched this jade pendant, a faint blue light appeared in front of his eyes, and the light was uncertain.

Thorn was startled in his heart, picked up the jade pendant and held it in front of his eyes, the blue light gradually approached the jade pendant, seeing this, he called:

"System!"

System light curtains appear quickly:

[Unknown jade pendant.]

Jade objects/ritual utensils

Introduction: The jade pendant handed down by the ancestors of the Jing family contains weak mana, and the specific use is unknown]

[The task has been triggered.]

Mission: The Secret of the Jing Family

Description: You find that there is a secret hidden in the jade pendant passed down by the ancestors of the family, it seems that the ancestors of the Jing family are not ordinary people, and there are deeper reasons for relocating to Jinmen, this jade pendant may help you find out the truth.

Objective: Unravel the secrets

Reward: Legacy of the Past*1

"This?"

Thorn was shocked, he never expected that he would have such a treasure in his house, and because of this, he triggered the task, and hurriedly took it to his eyes to take a closer look.

The jade pendant was engraved with an unknown ancient pattern, even if he recovered the memory of his previous life, he did not find anything unusual after repeated clues, and he had not seen similar lines in his memory.

"It seems that this task can only be put aside for the time being."

Shaking his head helplessly, Thorn suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and wrapped this jade pendant in a cloth and put it in the box.

"Almost. There is one last thing left to do. ”

With a mocking smile, Thorn walked over to the table, took the fake clock, and took out the screwdriver and other tools from the drawer, pretending to repair it.

Not long after, he let out a suppressed cry of pain, his hand had been cut by a screwdriver, a small amount of blood flowed out, most of the blade on the screwdriver was stained red with blood, and the internal parts of the false clock that had been opened were also stained with blood.

"That's good, even if Tsumonji really came to arrest me not long after, after breaking in, he would only find that I, a watch apprentice, had already absconded in fear of crime."

"The reason why there was a smell of blood in the house was because the schoolboy had tried to repair the fake clock before he absconded, but he failed and injured himself."

Thorn smirked, and took out some medical tools from the cabinet, these are the common things of craftsmen and other professions, after all, there is always a time to hurt yourself in this kind of work.

Disinfect the wound on his hand, then take a cloth to wrap the wound, and then take out the money bag of the dead ghost named Fang Yuanzhi from the drawer of the table, open it and see that it was full of silver horns, about more than a hundred, he took out 5 of them, each of which was put into the five different zipper pockets of his jacket, and then put the money bag into the box as well.

Looking around the room, making sure there was nothing left to carry, Thorn closed the box, then walked to the door with the box, opened it, and turned his head to look at the house where he had lived for a year.

"Don't."

Thorn threw the room key on the table and walked out the door.

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On the edge of the slum of Jinmen Port, the Red Turban Tavern.

The lights in the Red Turban's tavern are still on, and the noise can be heard from afar.

At this time, the sky was not yet dawn, and many figures in the distance were gathering silently here. As they approached the Red Turban Tavern, the men slowed down.

The leader is a person, dressed in a black trapping uniform, with no hair on his forehead, a wolf's tail tied behind his head, and two insignia of the Tsumen Division Patrol Bureau on his shoulders.

He made a few gestures, and the people behind him automatically dispersed, forming an encirclement that completely surrounded the Red Turban Tavern.

These are all carrying flintlock pistols on their shoulders, wearing Pu knives on their waists, and wearing patrol uniforms. As soon as they were all in position, they removed their flintlock pistols, loaded them, pointed their guns at the Red Turban Tavern, and pressed their fingers on the trigger ready to fire.

At this moment, the sound of a steam engine was heard, and a black steam car came from a distance, its front was inlaid with a huge iron patrol bureau badge, and the engine in the car made a loud noise as it traveled.

The car drove outside the encirclement, slowly stopped, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with a Chinese face and a dignified facial features came out.

This man is also a wolf barbarian, and he wears a patrol suit with three patrol bureau badges on his shoulders.

He walked in the direction of the Red Turban Tavern with his hands behind his back, and the official boots under his feet made a crisp sound when they landed, and the patrols who formed the encirclement in front of him did not need to be ordered, and at this time they dispersed one after another, making way for him, and made a quick patrol salute as he walked by.

When he entered the encirclement, the man took a few steps forward, then stood still, and the patrol behind him had silently returned to its original position.

In the encirclement, the catcher who had led the team before trotted all the way, stopped in front of him, and saluted:

"Hello Director. The Red Turban Tavern has been surrounded, please indicate! ”

Zheng Fuli, director of the Jinmen Port Patrol Bureau, nodded, looked at the arresting director and commanded:

"Sun Zhusi, most of the people of the Red Turban Gang are inside?"

Sun Guoping, director of the Public Security Department of the Patrol Bureau, responded:

"Yes. According to the informant, the Red Turban Gang committed a bloody case in the dock area yesterday, and most of the gang members gathered in the lair today to avoid the limelight and did not go anywhere! ”

Because of the loud noise made by the steam cart that had been used to patrol the previous one, someone in the Red Turban Tavern looked out, looked at the patrol outside, and exclaimed, "The black dog is here!" Woe to you! ”

Hearing this exclamation, the gangsters who were drinking and having fun in the tavern hurriedly put down their wine glasses and ran to the window, looked out, and made a similar sound.

It didn't take long for the hustle and bustle of the Red Turban Tavern to be silent.

These gangsters wearing red scarves looked at each other with pale faces.

Outside the Red Turban Tavern, Zheng Fuli, the director of the patrol bureau from the wolf barbarian clan, nodded slightly, and said, "Since that's the case, let's start." ”

"Yes!"