"Hmm......"

Chen Hao snorted and opened his eyes from his sleep.

At this time, Chen Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and dense fine sweat was oozing from his forehead, he pressed his temples tightly with both hands and gritted his teeth.

His head felt as if it was about to crack, as if someone was striking with a sledgehammer in his head, so that a sharp chirp rang in his ears.

Chen Hao stretched out his trembling hand, used almost all his strength, touched the medicine bottle at the head of the bed, unscrewed it vigorously, poured out a few small blue pills, and threw them into his mouth.

The pain continued for more than ten minutes, and when the painkillers began to take effect, the headache finally subsided.

Chen Hao sat up and breathed heavily, his whole body wet with sweat at the moment.

"This illness is getting more and more frequent......" Chen Hao rubbed his temples, his face was solemn, and he muttered.

Yes, he is sick!

Since five years ago, Chen Hao has been suffering from such severe headaches every once in a while, at first only once a month, then once a month, and then once a week.

And the illness just now is the second time this week.

I went to the hospital countless times and saw countless famous doctors, but in the end there was no conclusion.

Only strong painkillers could barely suppress this pain, but Chen Hao also felt that the effect of painkillers began to slowly weaken.

I shook my head and didn't think about these troublesome things for a while.

Chen Hao glanced at his phone, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

After getting out of bed and pulling back the curtains to let the bright sunlight into the room, he pushed open the window and took a big breath of fresh air.

But the next moment, Chen Hao's heart suddenly became vigilant.

He frowned, only to see a point of light on the rooftop opposite the community shooting towards him.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Chen Hao seemed to feel a life-and-death crisis approaching him.

Immediately, Chen Hao subconsciously dodged to the side.

In order to treat the headache, Chen Hao exhausted all methods, and even lived in the Taoist temple for a year, cultivating himself, and also learned some martial arts skills from those Taoist priests, so his movements were still more agile than ordinary people.

As Chen Hao forcibly flashed to the side, the next moment, an arrow passed through the place where Chen Hao was originally standing, only to hear the sound of "Du", and a hole in the tile appeared an inch deep.

"it!"

Chen Hao's eyes froze, suppressing his urge to turn around and run, he didn't want to be behind his back again. He immediately bent forward, closed the curtains again, and then quickly came to the corner, clinging to the wall.

Then, Chen Hao looked at the holes in the tiles with blazing eyes, and swallowed his saliva in fear.

This penetrating power, if I hadn't dodged it just now, wouldn't it be cold and my heart was flying now?

This is...... Assassinate?

Early in the morning, who wants to kill me?

The point is, at this moment, there are only holes left in the floor tiles, and what about the arrow that just shot in?

Although everything was like lightning, Chen Hao could still see clearly what was coming in!

A glowing arrow with a three-edged blade.

Why is this gone?

Did he go to the police and say that someone was going to kill him, and then point to the hole in the ground and say that it was shot with a bow and arrow.

People ask what about bows and arrows? You say the bow and arrow are gone.

Who believes!

However, Chen Hao understands that now is not the time to delve into these issues.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so let's leave first.

Chen Hao carefully took his clothes and put them on quickly, and at this time the mobile phone suddenly rang.

Chen Hao casually glanced at the information on the screen, but then his movements stopped, and the whole person was stunned in place.

The message was sent by the counselor in the class group-

"@所有人, our esteemed teacher, the precious wealth of the school, Professor Wang Minggui Wang had a heart attack the day before yesterday, and after rescue failed, he has left us."

"After discussion between the leaders of the college and the family, a farewell ceremony will be held at the city funeral home at two o'clock this afternoon, and the students are invited to go in an orderly manner to pay tribute to their mourning!"

"Lao Wang is dead?" Chen Hao was shocked in his heart, first stunned for a moment, and then a wave of grief welled up in his heart, but reason told him that he didn't have time to digest this emotion now.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Hao quickly left the apartment.

……

For safety reasons, Chen Hao called four buses to different destinations through a taxi app in the basement, and then randomly selected one of them.

It wasn't until he left his community that Chen Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows quickly furrowed again, and he took out his mobile phone again to confirm Professor Wang's death.

"Lao Wang has always been in good health, and there is no problem with his heart, how could he suddenly have a heart attack......" Chen Hao felt a little heavy.

Chen Hao is very familiar with Professor Wang, who is not only the teacher of his "Introduction to Archaeology", but also his biggest "benefactor".

The reason is naturally because Professor Wang, in addition to his own teaching position, also opened an antique shop in the antique street of the Western Capital, and Chen Hao would "pick up" some antiques and send them to his shop from time to time.

After all, his own teacher won't be too bad for his disciples.

Chen Hao's tuition and living expenses are basically earned from Professor Wang in this way. Sometimes even Professor Wang sighed at Chen Hao's eyesight, and even moved the idea of letting Chen Hao report his graduate school in the future.

But how does Professor Wang know what kind of vision Chen Hao can have, and the reason why he can repeatedly pick up leaks is entirely because he has an ability that others do not have-

Yin and Yang Eyes!

Five years ago, Chen Hao's cousin, who was working outside, accidentally fell off the scaffolding, was pierced through the abdomen by a steel bar, and died on the spot.

During the feast, Chen Hao, who was only thirteen years old at the time, saw his cousin's soul float out of the coffin, with a long steel bar stuck in his chest, and he was sluggishly suspended on the mourning hall, so frightened that he didn't even eat enough.

That night, Chen Hao had his first headache.

Chen Hao always felt that his headache must be related to the fact that he could see those things, but when he told the doctor about the situation, the doctor recommended a psychiatrist to him and repeatedly assured him that the other party was highly skilled.

After that, Chen Hao learned to keep his mouth shut, and by walking back and forth in hospitals, cemeteries, and crematoriums, he confirmed that he really opened the yin and yang eyes of folklore!

It's just that, on the premise of believing in science, this ability cannot be said to be useless, it can only be said that it is useless.

Those souls, as if they were in another dimension, did not interact with the living without any of the horrific and horrific acts of folktales, they were all sluggish, and after a period of existence, they would disappear automatically.

It wasn't until Chen Hao accidentally found that the antique relics in the museum were emitting a spirit-like light on them, and only he could see them, that Chen Hao seemed to open the door to a new world.

I don't know if it's real or not, but if it doesn't shine, it's certainly not an antiquity.

So, Chen Hao studied history penance, and was admitted to the School of History of Xidu University, which ranked among the top in the whole hot summer last year, and started his career of "picking up leaks" openly.

As a result, Chen Hao and Professor Wang Minggui began their correspondence as teachers and friends.

After thinking for a moment and putting the phone down for the time being, Chen Hao began to think about the attack he had just received again.

"I'm a college student, who can I offend...... If there is any great enemy, it can only be the group of tomb robbers. ”

Chen Hao recalled all his simple lives, and finally screened out the most suspicious enemies.

Speaking of which, that group of people also has a grudge against Lao Wang!

Things started last month, when Chen Hao picked up a leak in the market as usual and found an ancient jade wrench. It's just that the other party's asking price is too high, so Chen Hao led the seller to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang is not an ordinary antique shop owner, he is the premier archaeology professor of Xidu University, he has rich experience, a little inspection of the jade wrench, you know that the jade wrench is not coming from the right way, after finding out that the other party has a large number of similar antiquities, he pretended to buy them all.

After coaxing the other party away, Lao Wang told Chen Hao that their master and apprentice had encountered a group of tomb robbers. Judging from the color of the jade wrench, the other party should have dug a Han Dynasty tomb.

As a citizen's obligation, the master and apprentice reported to the police as soon as possible, and after half a month of arrangement, they cooperated with the police to round up the tomb robbers.

It's just a pity that in the end, the connector named Liu San seemed to see that something was wrong and escaped the pursuit, and at the same time, the jade wrench was also taken away by him, and his whereabouts are unknown.

"Xiao Hao, the news from the archaeological team that the ancient tomb dug by the gang of tomb robbers may be the tomb of Li Guang's son Li Kang."

"It's a pity, that jade wrench may be an item used by Li Guang, and it was left for Li Kang."

Thinking about what Lao Wang said to himself later, Chen Hao exhaled a long breath.

If there is a mortal enemy, it is only the grave robber who slipped away.

Now that Professor Wang died suddenly, he was attacked by a mysterious attack, and there was no one to consult......

Chen Hao's brows furrowed suddenly.

Wrong!

Could the strange arrow that attacked him just now have something to do with the jade wrench finger before?

A wrench, which is an ancient archery tool, was used to hold the bowstring to prevent bruising the fingers.

Li Guang, arrows, wrenches......

What's the connection?

Could it be that Lao Wang's death is also related to these?

No, no, Lao Wang had a sudden heart attack, which was an accident, and this should be fine.

Just as Chen Hao was thinking, the special car stopped in front of the city funeral home.

Although Chen Hao is still in danger, he will definitely come to deliver Lao Wang's last journey, so he doesn't believe it, can that killer chase him to the funeral home?

After getting out of the car, Chen Hao immediately ran towards Songbai Hall.

When he ran to the door of the Songbai Hall and saw the Wang family who were busy arranging, Chen Hao was just about to step forward to say hello, when suddenly his footsteps froze in place, and his eyes opened in disbelief! At the same time, a chill rushed from his back to his brain!

Because he saw that above Lao Wang's body, Lao Wang's fat soul body was suspended.

On the chest of the soul—

There's an arrow stuck in it!

Straight to the heart!