Crossing the dwellings of the northerners, they went west.

The noisy and noisy noise gradually calmed down, and in the silence I looked around, because of hesitation. The solemn green mountains turned out to be so charming, and the deep green water seemed to be so gentle. The jungle became moisturized, and the stone steps became lighter. In the rain, I watched the clouds fly and the fog rises, and it is changeable, just like life is unpredictable. Look at the water, some people are boating in the rain to find fun, and some people are fishing for fun, far and near are hazy like people in poetry.

"Ahem..."

Along the river path, willow trees hang long whiskers.

In the middle of the road, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue sky and white sun court uniform was walking slowly. His walking posture looked awkward, and he had to bow his waist slightly with each step, or clench his fists and cover his mouth and cough a few times, as if he had a hidden illness. But looking at his solemn face under the official hat, he is not smiling, and there is not necessarily much sickness. The old servant beside him, however, was very worried, and carefully held the umbrella for him.

This official is none other than Feng Shuwen, who is not afraid of power and angrily reprimands King Yueyang at the Yingshui Night Banquet.

His life is really good...

King Yueyang failed to kill him on the spot with a knife, and the rolling water also washed him out of more than ten miles, and put him on the shallows, just by the pure Yang old Daoists who were about to fall into the water and lurk, and ordered someone to rescue him and send him to the Rejuvenation Hall. In this way, his frozen life was saved. Due to the inhalation of a large amount of raw water into the seriously injured body, Feng Shuwen's lungs were ruptured, and the serious injuries were even more serious. After recuperating in Yueyang City for more than a month, he was able to recover some of his vitality and barely stay. But at this time, he resolutely ordered his entourage to set off to return to Beijing to report on their work, and the accompanying officials dissuaded him to no avail, so he could only do it at will. As a result, on the way back to Beijing, he was tired from the carriage and felt cold, and his injury suddenly deteriorated, and he fainted directly in the carriage and did not wake up. No, fortunately, when he was dying, the convoy finally rushed back to Chang'an City, and after several imperial doctors treated him for several days, he was able to save his life again. However, this time the life can still be saved, and it is inevitable that he will be left with hidden diseases due to repeated crimes.

The emperor already had prejudices against Feng Shuwen, but because of Yueyang's trip, he had no merit and his injuries had not healed, and it was not easy to toss him, so he could only arrange for him to do a drudgery that was not salty or light--investigating the Shoushan case. And this drudgery is indeed bitter enough, what is going on in the Shoushan case, as long as a discerning person can guess a thing or two, where does it need to be investigated? Everything that can be investigated is clear at a glance, and those that cannot be investigated are all foreshadowing by saints.

However, Feng Shuwen is such a loyal and upright fool.

The emperor had an order, and as a courtier, he chose to carry it out without hesitation, and he didn't even dare to ask for more manpower funds, dragging his weak and sick body alone, leading dozens of subordinate officials to Shoushan directly. After more than two months, he traveled all over Shouchun, Rongcheng, and Turtle, and then went to Lishan Tiance Mansion for interrogation for half a month, and finally recorded all the details of the case in a book before leaving for Beijing to report on his work.

Of course, in the eyes of others, what was recorded in his Shoushan case book was a joke at all. Because, these things don't need to be checked at all.

However, Feng Shuwen is really an honest man.

Step by step, do things carefully and meticulously. And the final facts also prove that even if you are honest and old-fashioned, if you can do things to the extreme, you can often get unexpected results. And now, he appeared in Sifangtai in the rain, undoubtedly for the Shoushan case.

He's looking for someone.

Someone who can help him solve many mysteries.

But this man is very difficult to speak.

Walk slowly along the riverbank.

The rain was still lingering, and the wind was gradually weakening.

I don't know when a faint rainbow appeared in the sky.

The willow tree bent down quietly, lowered her head, and looked at the quietly flowing river, as if combing her hair in the mirror. The faint sunlight shone through the thin rain clouds on the willow trees, and the dew shimmered and slowly flowed down the willow trees' hair.

At this time, under the willow tree along the river, there was an unusually strange coffin, the coffin was scarlet as blood, and a person was sitting on the lid of the coffin. He was holding a slender fishing rod in his hand, and he was fishing...

Scarlet colors, eerie atmosphere.

All show the uniqueness of the coffin and the person.

--Ancient Fan.

Gu Fan had been sitting here for a long time, but he had never been able to catch a single fish, because the bloody aura exuded from his body had already scared the fish in the river away.

And yet, he just sat there all the time.

Since Fang Cunshan was seriously injured and defeated and was taken to the Sifang platform by the invigilator, he would sit here with a fishing rod every day. No one knew why he did it, and no one dared to ask him why. Rather than saying that he was fishing, it was more like he was waiting for something. Even on today's special day, the elders of his family have entered Beijing to worship the true martial arts, and he is not moved.

Someone's coming.

The schools of fish that had been avoided from afar scattered in an uproar.

"Tsk..."

Feng Shuwen led his entourage and spent a lot of time approaching from a distance. The attendant took the umbrella in his hand, waved it back, and then walked alone to the willow tree.

The faint shadows reflected the grass without much color, the murmuring water had only the same notes, and the almost still breeze was no longer able to stir the willow branches, but it was still so weak and impervious to the wind.

A long time ago, Feng Shuwen touched the bottom of Gu Fan.

If he had to, he really didn't want to come into contact with this person...

"You're Gu Fan?"

Feng Shuwen approached the river, and the first thing he did was to ask the four words without being salty or light. Gu Fan didn't pay attention, and he didn't even tremble his eyelashes in the slightest, as if he couldn't hear or feel that there was someone behind him.

Feng Shuwen took two steps forward with an umbrella, stood beside Gu Fan, and said in a solemn manner: "My name is Feng Shuwen, and I am a waiter of the Ministry of Rites. ”

“......”

Gu Fan still didn't pay attention to it, and he looked very rude.

But Feng Shuwen didn't feel that Gu Fan was rude, because there was not much emotional fluctuation on his unsmiling old face at all.

After waiting for a while, he continued to say calmly: "This official was ordered by the emperor to investigate the Shoushan ambush case. Because the key culprit in this case has been planned for a long time, and at the time of the crime, someone deliberately used the formation method to destroy the corpse and destroy most of the key clues, which led to the progress of the case into thorns.

Since the day he was appointed, this official did not dare to be lazy, and once led his colleagues in the headquarters to go deep into Shoushan and then go to Shouchun, Rongcheng and other places to collect some physical evidence and information suspected to be related to this case. Among them, a large number of suspicions point directly to some kind of witchcraft in the Western Regions.

On the way back to Beijing to report on his work, he heard that you were from the Wushan High Disciple of Xishu and happened to be in Kyoto, so he specially visited you and wanted to ask you for some knowledge. I wonder if I can teach me?"

Gu Fan's gaze was quiet and cold.

There are no other ups and downs except for the reflection of the river. Perhaps expecting that Gu Fan would not react to his remarks, Feng Shuwen just paused this time, then held an umbrella in his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to find a booklet.

Skillfully flipped a few pages of the booklet and glanced at it a few times, as if confirming something.

Feng Shuwen continued: "Although the Tiangang Fuyang completely burned the corpse into a desert overnight, and the traces on the surface can only be calculated from the records of the books and the situation, we still found some plant root residues in the depths of the scorched earth in the hinterland of Shoushan.

I ordered these rhizomes to be collected, sorted into different categories, and planted in different areas using different soils and methods.

After about half a month of careful cultivation, the rhizomes planted in the yin tide swamp in the north of the Gongjiang River are the first to sprout, and the plant species are respectively 16 categories, such as vine seed, black blood vine, broken blood flow, turtle insect, carrion grass, ghost arrow feather, lochia core, yin thorn, locust flower, locust wood, etc. Among them, the broken blood flow, the turtle insect, the carrion grass, the ghost arrow feather, the locust wood, and the yin thorn are the exclusive medicinal materials used by the corpse chasers in the Western Regions to prepare non-rotting corpse medicine. In order to avoid negligence, we found more rhizomes from the hinterland of Shoushan and planted them all in the wettest places near the Gongjiang River.

Later it turned out that the heavier the moisture, the faster and more tenacious these rhizomes became, and some could even outgrow their counterparts by a hundred times. On the other hand, those planted in fertile soil with plenty of sunlight will not survive. The rhizomes we planted at the bottom of the Gongjiang River have even more extraordinary vitality, which can break through the soil in just half a day and take root and develop leaves in a few days.

All things are born to the sun, but these plants eat the yin and grow, which is obviously contrary to common sense. In order to find the root cause, I ordered people to drive birds in a hurry, and found plant seeds such as broken blood flow, soil turtle insects, and carrion grass from Xishu, Nanyu, Dongzhou, and even Beiwan, and planted them in the yin and tidal places near the Gongjiang River, but the results were not ideal. Although these exotic plants can survive in shady places, they grow very slowly and decay if cultivated in the moor. We've used a variety of methods to detect and reconcile, but to no avail. In the end, this problem can only be solved by mixing the rhizomes of plants taken from the belly of Shoushan with foreign seeds. Alien seeds can grow in the shade under the vegetation of the roots of the plants that were once planted in the Shoushan corpse field, and they grow well. If the two are cultivated together, the latter will grow more vigorously.

We looked at this and found that it originated from a strange substance.

If the rhizomes we take from the Shoushan corpse field are planted in a place of yin tide, they will absorb the yin qi on their own and transform them into their own nutrients. When germinated, the new roots are moistened by some mysterious power, which converts the excess nutrients again, secreting a very small amount of purple mucus. These slimes are extremely corrosive and contagious, and they can dispel all the yang energy in the soil in a very short time, creating the most suitable soil for these plants to survive. If an alien plant is transplanted here, it will be assimilated by it and gradually possess the ability to devour yin.

This purple slime is tentatively named "Purple Tai Sui".

Since discovering the existence of Zi Tai Sui, I have consulted countless ancient books of medicine scriptures, and even wild history and strange tales, but I have not been able to find the slightest relevant clue, and I can only infer out of thin air that this should be related to the alchemy of Xishu Mao Mountain. But then I visited many hidden corpse refining masters, but they told me that this was definitely not the material used in corpse refining, and I had never heard of it. Therefore, this time I took the liberty to visit, I sincerely want to ask Xiaoyou, what is this Zi Tai Sui?"

“......”

Verbal cumbersome, like an old pedant in class.

I almost slept with the students who were listening.

However, it can also be seen from this that since this honest and old-fashioned Feng Shuwen can climb to the position of a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, it is his reason.

He's too persistent.

Obsessed with almost conformism.

The Shoushan case is a clear dead end, and anyone who takes over the case will only take it lightly and then make a hasty decision. But Feng Shuwen did the opposite, taking it lightly. With the spirit of perseverance, he dug up the corpse of Shoushan three feet into the ground and dug out the residue and rotten roots that were almost ignored by everyone. Then twist this rag scum and fool around like a blind fly. As a result, he really made a series of weird things to fool, thus opening a door in a dead end.

This door is so hidden...

Many years later, the historian who wrote the annals called the door that Feng Shuwen inadvertently opened as a window to the world.

This window is not the other window, this window refers to vision and cognition.

Through this window, later generations saw the real world, in which all wisdom and matter were completely beyond the scope of human cognition. Some people once thought that it was the fairy world. Those who can come back from there say that it is a real hell.

"Do you know what you're doing?"