Wangcheng Street, a remote alley, the ground is overgrown with weeds, a broken courtyard covered with cobwebs, a place where no one walks all year round.

At this time, the courtyard was deliberately cleaned up a clean area, and a young man in brocade clothes and jade belt sat on the Taishi chair that was temporarily taken up. The young man's legs were crossed and shaking irregularly, his hands intersected, and because of too much force, his fingers were unnaturally white and bloodless.

A middle-aged man stood on one side with his waist bowed, his neck stretched out and kept looking in the direction of the door, as if the situation was waiting for someone. Just choosing to be in such a place can't help but make people suspicious.

Time flowed slowly, noon had passed, and there was no movement in the direction of the door. The young man sitting on the Taishi chair seemed to be a little impatient. Stand up and walk around the square inch area. The middle-aged man didn't see the slightest abnormality, and he kept a position and never moved.

"Squeak, there's a movement in the direction of the door. With caution and caution, he slowly pushed open the broken door. ”

What caught my eye was a man wearing a hat, and the figure was a man, and the curtain that hung down obscured all his face, making it impossible to see the face.

The man stood still far away, not close to the two of them, and the outer body indicated that the man was always vigilant, ready to leave at any time with his legs raised.

The young man rushed towards the man with an arrow, reacted that the distance was too close at two meters, and stopped in time.

The boy stared at the man expectantly, waiting for the next step.

"I succeeded, and a knife to the chest stabbed into the forehead by a small accident, and the knife was two inches deep, and I was sure to die. ”

The man deliberately pressed his throat, and made a hoarse voice.

When the young man heard this, he was pleasantly surprised.

A nervous maniacal smile appeared on his face, and he laughed wildly.

"The housekeeper gave him 100 gold, remember our agreement, you can't appear in Luoyang City within a year, otherwise the means of our city lord's mansion, I'm afraid you don't want to be taught." ”

The boy said unquestionably.

"Deal. ”

The man let out a light smile.

The middle-aged man who looked like a butler took out a large silk bag from his cuff and weighed it up and down. Lift the knot and walk towards the man!

The man seemed to be a little impatient, took the initiative to take a few steps forward, and reached out to take over the money bag thrown by the family.

It's just that he can't catch it anymore.

Because the middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper immediately put a palm on his chest, and he died without saying a word.

And the money bag happened to fall firmly into the hands of the butler-looking man.

The young man seemed a little surprised, but he didn't expect the housekeeper to have such a hand. Full of shock, somewhat overwhelmed.

He looked at the butler angrily, as if to say why?

The butler put away the money bag and explained, "My young master, only the dead can keep secrets. In order to protect the reputation of our City Lord's Mansion, I had to take this countermeasure. I didn't discuss it with the young master in advance, because I was afraid that the young master would leak the horse's feet. ”

The housekeeper said earnestly: "Young master, although my lord is the deputy city lord. But there are more people who don't agree with my housekeeper, and if they learn that the son of the deputy city lord is buying murder, will they let the lord and you go? I'm afraid that we won't be able to pass the city lord's pass. Therefore, we can only strangle all dangers in the cradle and not give others the opportunity to attack us, which is the way to protect ourselves. ”

Besides, you don't think that boy is easy to kill, right?

Whatever your reason, you want to put him to death. If the young master is not happy, he will die, this is his life.

The housekeeper said with a grim face.

As soon as the conversation changed, the housekeeper said again.

But young master, you forgot, this person is a descendant of the Wensheng who was received by the head of the household department. Besides, they are the first line of Wensheng, although in today's world, the first line of Wensheng has declined, and only Jin Wenhu is the only one who is independent and takes the lead. But this is not a reason for us to despise the Wensheng lineage. You must know how many people in the court today regard themselves as Wensheng students. This is a force to be reckoned with, once it is forced, it can instantly make a product member instantly shattered.

Not to mention that this person has already obtained the title of Great Confucianism at a young age, and with this title alone, he can enter the court as an official at any time. The plaque given to this person by the emperor is like a gold medal for avoiding death, where it is, and if you touch it, you will die. Do we dare to be careless?

Once the news is leaked, the emperor of the people is furious, and the Wensheng is counterattacking, who can stop it in this world? Who dares to stop it?

You can rise up and kill people for the sake of grievances. But I have to think about it for our City Lord's Mansion.

There is no proof of this death, and no one can say anything. Then we will use the power of the city to erase all traces. You can really sit back and relax, hang high.

The butler finished his thoughts in one breath.

The boy not only did not blame him for his self-determination, but was secretly afraid. I'm glad to have this person around me who is thoughtful. The young man was afraid for a while, everything is foreseen, and it is always right to prevent problems before they happen.

The young man suddenly understood why his father relied so much on the housekeeper, and he had been reusing it for decades.

Sensing that the boy really understood his good intentions, the housekeeper was relieved. If you have a dislike with your own young master because of this matter, it will be worth the loss. The housekeeper knew in his heart that although the young master was still young, he would repay his eyes and his mind was deep, and he was not an easy person.

Then the butler condensed a flame in his palm and pointed at the corpse, and the sparks immediately covered the body on the ground, and after a while, a dozen ashes remained. With a wave of his hand, the ashes scattered in all directions, and the last trace of the man in the hat was swept away.

The two quickly left the scene, turned around, and returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, a conversation was taking place in the small village at the foot of Xiyan Mountain.

A bald monk touched his head and talked with an old woman with a solemn expression.

"Old woman, the situation is not optimistic. Recently, I found out that someone was investigating our family, but I used means to stop it."

The old woman looked surprised: "Haven't you given up after so many years? We have been in hiding from the world for 500 years?"

"It shouldn't be the same group of people, the means are average. Besides, it's unknown whether he's still alive or not. But we should not take it lightly, so as not to disrupt our lives, although it is like scratching the boot, after all, it is disgusting. ”

The great monk said calmly.

"In this way, the two of us will seal the power for another hundred years. ”

But...... The old woman hesitated.

"If we seal it again, we will be no different from ordinary people. A few days ago, you divined the fortune of the emperor, but didn't it come to no avail? Isn't this the sequelae of the seal!"

The old woman raised her concerns.

The great monk waved his hand, it didn't matter. Di'er is just an ordinary traveler, and has not yet entered the path of cultivation. In an ordinary crisis, the name of Confucianism is enough to disintegrate.

The old woman had no choice but to give up.

Then the two of them sat cross-legged in the courtyard, each with a few major acupuncture points on their bodies, and shouted "seal", and then the momentum became weaker and weaker, until they were no different from ordinary people. Especially the great monk, whose tall figure was shortened, and when she stood up, she was only about half her usual height, and the old woman's back was also ricketed, her eyes were squinted, and the folds on her face became more and more.

The city gates of Lijing, when the murderous roar spread through the crowd.

Some people reacted quickly and ran away, some people looked for the source of the sound with a calm expression, some people dragged their families and mouths, bent down and fled for their lives, and the various forms of living beings were vividly displayed at this moment.

Some of the nearby vendors left their stalls and ran away, while others were busy cleaning up their stalls to avoid losses. Among them was a child, separated from his family in the chaos, standing in the crowd whimpering and crying. After a while, the place where Emperor Han Qing fell became a hollow area. It wasn't until the nearby onlookers found that there was no major harm that they slowly paced in front of Emperor Han Qing. At this time, Emperor Han Qing had a large pool of blood on his body, which had turned black and was about to solidify, and Emperor Han Qing's face was bloodless and pale.

Soon a team trotted in neat steps, a group of armored soldiers, a patrol in Luoyang City. Everyone hangs a unified standard long knife at their waists, wearing a one-color style armor, with a grim expression and no smile.

A soldier who looked like a captain stepped out of the team and asked loudly, "Is there an eyewitness, who committed the murder?"

The people around looked at each other, but they didn't notice who made a move, and someone replied.

The captain immediately made arrangements, bent down to probe his breath, and found that he was still breathing, so he immediately arranged for a team of personnel to be sent to the nearest medical center, leaving some personnel to investigate the scene and seal the scene to find witnesses.

In the end, the onlookers on the left and right were dismissed, and the ground was quickly fenced.

The crowd dispersed, and the flow of people continued to tour.

"What should I do, what should I do, the City Lord's Mansion will handle the case, and if you find a clue, you will be rewarded with ten gold. ”

After saying this, the captain hurriedly left to report to the City Lord's Mansion.

When he was first stabbed, Emperor Han Qing only felt a splitting headache, as if he had been hit on the head by a galloping carriage. It hurts, it hurts, and at that moment the boy feels like he's dead, it's too painful. Later, as the blood passed, a dizziness lingered in my heart, and I was about to faint at any time. I lifted my spirits and bit my tongue hard to avoid fainting immediately, and as time passed, the dizziness struck again, until I couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground without knowing anything.

When Emperor Han Qing woke up leisurely, he was lying on a piece of snow-white things, which was smooth and delicate to the touch, and very comfortable. Raised his legs and moved his legs, got up and sat up, suddenly a tingling pain came from his forehead, and the young man hurriedly covered his forehead.

"Ah......h

The boy couldn't stop crying out in pain.

Yes, I obviously didn't eat cold noodles on the street, and then I was stabbed in the forehead by a person who suddenly rushed out, why is the wound gone, and the sting is a little there?

The young man's eyes were blank and full of puzzlement.

It's just that the stinging pain in his forehead still exists, and he can't let him think about it much, so he rolls on the ground in pain, and gradually makes no sound, and faints again.

When I woke up again, I was still lying on something snow-white and smooth and unknown. Emperor Han Qing carefully sensed the condition of his forehead, except for a faint pain, it was no longer a major problem. I got up and looked around, but I still didn't know where I was, and the gray chaos around me made it impossible to see everything around me. Later, try to move your steps and walk into the distance.

A quarter of an hour had passed, and I could still only see a foot square.

What the hell is the place, I'm already dead.

Emperor Han Qing was not only thinking about the worst outcome. But when I thought about it, everything around me was very real, and I pinched my arm, and the sting was very real, and I didn't want to draw the appearance of the underworld described in the book.

I had no choice but to keep walking.

It wasn't until an hour had passed that he came to an end, because Emperor Han Qing found that there was a stone of its own size under his feet.

There was such a big stone in the world, and Emperor Han Qing was full of shock.

And now Emperor Han Qing is standing at the edge of the stone, the wind is blowing, and there is an abyss downward, and he can't go in; he can only see a foot square in the rear.

Just when Emperor Han Qing was extremely irritable, a change occurred.

In the depths of the mist, where the stones could not be seen, there was suddenly an ethereal and distant sound.

The Tao is the way, the very way, the name is famous, the name is not the name.

Nameless, the beginning of all things, famous, the mother of all things.

Therefore, there is often no desire, to see its wonder, and there is often desire, to observe its subtlety.

These two are the same and have different names, the same name is the mystery, the mystery is mysterious, and the door of all wonders.

"Who?"

Emperor Han Qing asked nervously.

The voice came over and over again, and I can't remember how many times it came, until the boy's mind was already filled with these words, and the voice still didn't stop.

In the end, Emperor Han Qing walked in the direction of the sound, and walked for more than half an hour, when the front was bright, the fog that blocked the vision suddenly became much thinner, and his vision was wide, and he could see farther away.

An old man of low height, riding a green ox upside down on the edge of a stone, with gray hair and beard, and his clothes swaying in the wind.

Seeing Emperor Han Qing approaching, the old man was indifferent, and still rode on the green ox with great character.

All the fate is natural, and it is for the immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. There is no intention to preach, but the Tao comes naturally, and it is just that, and it has its own fixed number. Young people do it for themselves, and the trail goes.

After saying this, the green ox carried the old man into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Only a word drifted away with the wind, and I didn't know that I was a guest in my dream, and I didn't know that the avenue was clustered.

Emperor Han Qing looked puzzled and confused.