Chapter 1: Originating from the Netherworld
Jin Xiankang five years autumn month ten
When the six people of Zhangli arrived outside Jiankang City, the time had passed, and the city gate had already been closed.
I thought that I would sleep outside the city for the night, and I could enter the city at dawn, but I never thought that there were two people standing under the city gate, and I saw them from a distance, and when I saw the gesture, I knew that they were people in the same department, and the two sides only raised their left hands, which was considered a salute, and they did not make a sound. The two men went to the corner of the city gate, and pulled the bell of the city, and the rope was pulled three times, one long, one long and two short, and the rope went straight to the gatehouse at the head of the city, and the bell could not be heard under the city. In a moment, someone squeaked and opened a crack, and one of the attendants, taking out the token from his bosom, led a group of men and horses into the city gate.
Everything was silent, not even a night cry was stirred.
Entering the city is a stone road, the horse's hooves have just stepped into the first step of the city gate hole, and the accompanying people squatted down, took out a few cloth bags, and put the horse's hooves in place.
The two men who led the way were divided into two routes, one with his horse, his palm, and four retinues. The other man did not take the central street with the palm hat, but turned to the west of the city, and the two of them took a quick step and turned around, and after half a cup of tea, they came to a secluded street and stopped in front of a restaurant. The palm hat raised his eyes and saw that the pitch-black signboard was reflected by the moonlight with three Han Li gold characters: Dongxinglou, a signboard with gold characters on a black background, and the restaurant had already closed at this time. The person who led the way lightly buckled the door panel, one long, one long and two short, and a door panel was removed from the inside and entered sideways.
The faΓ§ade of this kind of restaurant is generally not large, and it is not much different from ordinary wine shops. There are many such restaurants and teahouses in the capital, as a private gathering place for several major families and major departments, the location is remote and secret, and is not known to outsiders. Visitors usually arrive on foot in civilian clothes, and the proprietors and bartenders inside are also domestic slaves. I've been to the head of the military department, where is this?
The store was pitch black, and the people in the liquor store only served a wax table, and the candlelight could only be found three steps away, and everyone followed him up the stairs. Finally, the restaurant that led the way pushed open a door, and his eyes lit up, and he entered a wide open house, and there were eight lamps lit in the half-light and half-darkness in the house.
There was no decoration in the room, and there was a long couch in the center, and seven or eight cushions were placed.
There were already four people at the table, and although they were sitting upright, they were all dressed like dusty servants, and they were just like themselves, and they had arrived overnight for a short time? The four seemed to ignore his arrival, and remained silent. Palm hat also sat down. Soon after he sat down, there seemed to be a noise in the dark, and an old man with white hair quietly floated in. Zhangli recognized that this person was the person with real power in the Ministry of War, Xie De Xie Qiuzhen, the squire of the Ministry of War. Everyone raised their hands to salute, and the old man raised his hand and sat down opposite. Xie Qiuzhen's thin and slow voice sounded: "Say it." β
One person accosted: "This ghost ship suddenly appeared in the water at the beginning of the year, and it appeared once every three months, and it has been found that there are three ancient tombs dug up in the first dynasty, and more than ten corpses. β
How can this tomb robber still kill people? Could it be that it was the official mausoleum of the emperor who stole it, and it was the mausoleum keeper who died?
"The ship is haunted, and its trajectory is uncertain, and there is no pattern to follow. Those who saw it said that they only saw the pitch-black Gundam on the hull of the ship, and a blood-colored word was written on the bow of the ship." The man continued. β
Another person continued: "There are eleven corpses in total, which have been transported to the morgue of the military headquarters, and they are not the mausoleum keepers or nearby villagers. The cause of death was mysterious. He paused: "I said that I died from a second kill." β
Second kill? This clearly means that the deceased died twice before his death.
"Because this matter is strange, and it involves human life and the dragon veins of the society, the stakes are very high, but it is not appropriate to make a noise, for fear of causing panic among the uninformed people, so I wrote to the imperial court and suggested that this matter be secretly investigated. In addition, because the mausoleum is involved, it will cooperate with the Ministry of Industry to investigate. Xie Qiuzhen was still unhurried.
"Zhangjia, this time I urgently transferred you to participate in this matter, I hope you can solve the case as soon as possible. β
When he heard his name, he immediately saluted and "obeyed." But if I want to investigate the case, it should be Dali Temple, why let the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry do it?
Xie Qiuzhen seemed to see his doubts, and said slightly: "This matter is related to Sheji, and most of the emperor's tombs of the previous dynasties are in Pishan, as the general of Luoyang, you must participate in it, and you will not disappoint my intention to recommend to the saint." "It's up to you to do it for a lot of people. β
The head of the hat knew in his heart that the Xie clan was in charge of the military power in various places, and even he, a small front general, could mobilize more than 5,000 troops in Luoyang. The Xie clan is not as powerful as the Wang clan and has a deep foundation, but since the war in the last years of the Western Jin Dynasty, because of the military power in his hands and his repeated military exploits, the power is also thriving and the power is close to the Wang clan.
"Although the generals of the Ministry of Industry are not martial artists, they are mostly fine-minded, thoughtful, and familiar with the tombs, so you have to be careful everywhere. β
Although Zhang Li was not familiar with the Ministry of Industry, he knew that most of the Ministry of Culture and Culture of the Imperial Court was in the sphere of influence of the Langya Wang family, and the Ministry of Industry was no exception, and the Wang Xie family was also bright and dark, and they had to fight for the top and bottom everywhere.
Xie Qiuzhen seemed to be a little tired, got up and left, and the remaining few people continued to exchange all kinds of information with Zhangjia.
At the end of the day, it was almost dawn, and the palm hat walked out of the restaurant, and there were already some pedestrians in the morning fog. A burst of aroma wafted by, and there was a shouting voice in the alley: "Duck blood soup, delicious duck blood soup~" Palm Li suddenly felt a gurgling sound in his abdomen.
Palm hat, word selection, twenty six. Heroic and tall, the nephew outside the palm, the head of the family has been following the Chen Jun Xie family since the decline and has become a retainer. He learned swords at the age of five, and archery at the age of seven. Fifteen into the military department, twenty-two years old transferred to Luoyang, is now Luoyang incisor general, although the official residence on the six grades, the military general's official rank is mostly lower than the civil minister, but because the general is in the foreign military power, so it should not be underestimated.
From Luoyang to Jiankang, I rushed for days, and I didn't sleep all night last night, and I felt tired when I returned to the inn, and I really made up for a night's sleep. I woke up past noon. He changed into an official robe, took his palm, and walked to the military headquarters. Didn't you say last night that the corpse was in the morgue, and I want to see what happened to this second kill?
Eleven corpses covered with white cloth were placed on the shelves on the third floor. The person in charge of the inspection was introduced on the side, and the palm hat and palm hat were opened one by one to look at the past, and the cause of death was actually different. Some were cut in the neck, some were wounded in the chest, some were hit the head, and some had broken legs and hands. But what they have in common is that there is no blood on the wound.
"You think it's a second kill?" asked Palmari.
"Yes. He replied.
"How long have you been doing this? β
"Back to the goalkeeper, I have been a soldier for thirteen years, I started in the local county office, and then transferred to the military department. β
It seems that he is also an experienced person, and his judgment should be well-founded. "Then tell me about it. β
"Although the clothing of these people is ordinary fabric, it is not the common style of the people at the moment, but the age is not old, I checked, the clothing and fabric should be decades old. But the incisions were new and there was no blood. So under the suspicion ... β
"Second kill?!"
He nodded.
This second kill is a rumored mysterious killing technique, which can be called ghost killing, but no one has ever seen it, that is, the person dies and comes back to life, and is killed again. It is not easy to make such a bold guess. Palm Kasa took another look at his face. But seeing that he was in his early thirties, he was also handsome. "What's your name?" Palm hats nodded secretly.
After staying in the morgue for more than two hours, the two returned to the inn, and it was already time to hold the lamp. I saw a Chinese car parked outside the inn, and several small servants were tall, and at first glance they were people with martial arts. The palm of his hand hesitated, and his pace slowed down. In the backyard, the two maidservants were chatting at the door, and when they saw him, they immediately smiled and saluted. The palm hat pushed the door into the house.
It was dark in the room, and only two red candles were lit. There is a person who can't cross the hat - Princess Xuan of Nanjun, the sister of Emperor Yan today.
When the princess saw Zhangli enter the door, she smiled: "My little general, I'm really busy, let me wait." The palm hat knew that he could not hide, and he saw that there was a wine jug on the table, and he widened his coat, sat down at the table, got a glass, and drank it all. He knew there were five stones soaking there...
Palm's eyes were half-closed, letting it be on him, feeling that she was about to arrive, turning over and pressing, and struggling to complete the task. Yes, that's a task, that's all.
After the event, Princess Xuan put her arms around his neck and said, "You don't even say it in advance, I almost went back to Shandong." "I was still shocked, from last night to now, I thought I had been silent, I didn't expect this princess to marry so quickly to know, is there any secret in the military department?" Princess Xuan said, "I didn't know you were coming back, but it was only today that the people below saw your men on the street and asked about your return." Palm Kasa frowned.
The matter of Princess Xuan, five years ago, the autumn hunt was talked about. At that time, he was just over twenty-one, and he had not yet married his current wife, Wang. That autumn hunt was sent to Princess Xuan as a guard for the first time, and a cup of five stones was scattered, and the innocence was ruined in a daze. But it was also rewarded for the meritorious service of the guards. After that, he was valued by King Langya and married a daughter of the side family. From then on, the career can be regarded as the beginning. Fortunately, it didn't take long for Princess Xuan to marry the Taishan goat's family, and he was then transferred to Luoyang. The wind of Wei and Jin, such a beautiful man, and the royal family are proud of having many favorites, but he still feels that he is very dirty, and he almost wants to die, but in the end he weakens himself. After this, he could not do anything without external things, including his wife.
As soon as Princess Xuan left, Zhangli called Zhangli, "Check out, among the four people who came with us, who went out in the afternoon, and who met someone." "Palm the order to go out. The palm hat instructed his subordinates to prepare for bathing. Palm took out a packet of powder, sprinkled it in the water, took off his clothes, stepped into the cold wooden barrel, a spirit, strong muscles immediately tightened, he slowly adapted to dip his body in the water, closed his eyes. After soaking for half an hour, he felt that his body was not so hot, so he got up, and by this time someone had brought a pot of hot wine and a pot of goose soup stewed with green mushrooms. He changed his clothes and sat down at the table to eat. At this time, the palm also came back, whispered a few words, and the palm said expressionlessly, "Go to him." The palm nodded knowingly and left.
Tossing and turning in his sleep, when he woke up, he was in a cold sweat: in the dream, a big blood-red dark character has been floating in front of his eyes, and a huge shadow of a ship in the darkness pressed over, pressing him out of breath, and suddenly heard someone call him: "Zhangjia, go!" A hand pulled him out of danger, and a pale and beautiful face was unusually clear... The palm hat woke up violently, and he was already soaking wet.
Midnight is a good time to open the dust.