Huo Qubing stared at the ancient well in front of him.

This is a very exquisite stone well. The outer circle is square, the well mouth is round, the inner depth is unknown, and the side length is about twelve.

The wellhead is made of bluestone, full of quaint and originality.

A cold halo faintly emitted from the well, which was quite mysterious.

Huo Qubing suspected that this well was his own cheat, but he had no evidence.

He wanted to get close to the wellhead and see the scene inside, but he still couldn't succeed.

Because he was in a ‘dream’ at this time, his thoughts were not completely controlled, and there seemed to be a force in the well to prevent him from approaching.

Just when he was born into a dream, an inexplicable force came, dragging him out of the dream and returning to reality.

"Here comes again. This well appears in the dream once a day, and has been in a row for half a month..."

The next moment, Huo Qubing opened his eyes and ended his deep sleep, and the ancient well in his consciousness also disappeared.

And the moment he exited the dream, he felt a qi flowing out of the spiritual platform and flowing throughout his body. Finally, he reunited in the depths of consciousness, turning into a halo, and after blending, he formed a simple and simple book:

"There are numbers in the art, and the yin and yang are rational, and the machine is in it. If the machine cannot be set, it will not be set."

When the script of the simplified script is slightly expanded, it appears as if it is written in seal script and ancient Chinese texts in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the light is gone.

The ancient well has appeared for several days, and every time the energy has flowed out and spread into his body, pushing him into an increasingly powerful force, but it is the first time that the bamboo slips have been transformed into an ancient scroll in his consciousness.

The form of Jianshu is clear, and as long as you calm down and focus on your consciousness, you can visualize it.

"The ancient well in the dream has the power to be sent out continuously. Is the real purpose of making this Jianshu?"

Huo Qubing thought: There are numbers in the art, Yin and Yang are rational... It looks like the contents of a military book!

When he tried to visualize the sea of ​​Jianshu, he suddenly found that the ancient well had changed again, and five rays of breath rose and gradually entered the Jianshu. Each breath occupied a simplified script and was branded into five patterns.

In one of the breaths, there seemed to be a flying snake pattern with wings.

The other four auras were extremely hazy and could not see the specific form clearly.

The next moment, Jian Shu closed the scroll, obscuring the contents of the book and losing traces from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Huo Qubing is located in a bedroom and just woke up from the couch.

There is a long wooden desk next to the couch, with an oval bronze lamp on the desk. The lamp trough below is close to the size of a fist. It can be used to store lamp oil. If the lamp oil is taken out, it can be lit on the patterned lamp stand.

However, there was no light in the room at this time, only the moonlight shone like water through the wooden rectangular window lattice.

There is also a tic-tac-shaped wooden dress with clothes hanging on the other side of the couch.

Huo Qubing sat up from the couch and looked thoughtful.

He is the Marquis of the Han champion who has been famous throughout the ages and amazed the world!

Since his aunt Wei and his wife entered the palace, Liu Che, a generation of heroes, later known as Emperor Wu of Han, became his uncle, and the Wei family was able to prosper, and everyone's fate changed. His uncle Wei Qing even defeated the Huns in a row and gradually became the pillar of the court.

Huo Qubing is seventeen years old this year and has not yet made a name for himself.

The residence where he is currently located is located on the banks of Weiyang Palace in Chang'an, and is his own mansion.

Shortly after he woke up, before he could carefully check the changes in his consciousness, the "tuk-tuk" sound came from outside the house.

"Shizhong Huo." A voice sounded, deliberately suppressing his voice, a little low.

The Shizhong specifically refers to the emperor's close ministers, especially during the reign of Emperor Liu Che of Han, who had a very high status.

He is with the emperor every day, and his confidants are valuable. He can give his own opinions on everything in the court, and he is in charge of the emperor's cars, sedan chairs, clothes, utensils, etc.!

"Your Majesty has made a name for what he has assigned." The voice outside the house said again.

Huo Qubing reached out to pick up the clothes put on the wood beside the couch.

Most Hanfu is a deep clothing. You should wear a lining first, then wear an outer shirt connected to the upper and lower parts, tied with ropes, which is characterized by keeping the body hidden without being exposed, and being elegant and elegant.

Huo Qubing quickly put on the clothes and walked towards the door.

This rare military genius in ancient and modern times has a heroic face and sharp eyes. At the age of seventeen, he is not quite burly, but his waist is straight, giving people a sharp look.

As he walked forward, he glanced at his waist and abdomen without a trace.

The second gentleman below his waist and abdomen is quite spectacular and has a somewhat different size than that of ordinary people.

It is said that there was a man named Lao Ai in the previous dynasty. His biggest advantage was that he could turn wheels. His physical strength was even better, which showed his majesty.

"Let's go and have a look." Huo Qubing opened the door.

The person outside the door bowed and waited, and was a young general in armor.

At this time, a figure suddenly jumped off the beam in the house, and landed on the table beside it, but there was a large "cat".

The cat's fur is brown and yellow, with a thick body and a short tail.

It has black tufts on the tips of the ears and cheeks, its body is light brown and numb brown, its ventral surface is light white, and its tail is black spots. It is very beautiful with gem-like eyes.

This is the spiritual beast that Huo Qubing raised. Today, Zi Yu gave it to him. It looks like a cat, but it is actually a lynx. It is extremely fierce.

The young general called Yao Zhao and turned around and led the way.

The cat also wanted to go out for a walk, but as soon as he left the door, he heard Huo Qubing say, "You look at the house."

The big cat rolled his eyes, shrank his paws back with a depressed look on his face, jumped onto the beam of the house with a light skill, rolled his tail, turned himself into a ball of hair, and yawned.

The cold moon is like frost, and dawn is approaching.

There is a long street in the south of Chang'an City, with buildings on both sides. Most of the people live in the court, with nobles and high-gate courtyards, which are very meteorological.

In the night, a brightly lit mansion was surrounded by more than a hundred men in black, and the atmosphere was solemn.

In a room in the backyard, on the lotus-shaped bronze lampstand, the lights were bright as daytime.

There were seven or eight people in the room, and the atmosphere was depressing!

Behind a short mat in front of me, a middle-aged man sat with his eyes closed and breathing, and was dead.

This man was in a bizarre state of death, and he was sitting in a quiet state. He seemed to be sleeping before his death, without any scars or struggling on his body.

The person in the room carefully inspected the body and found that the cause of death was... he died of sleep and found no other abnormalities.

"This is the fourth time this month. The symptoms of the deceased are the same, and they are not injured or cured."

"The Chief Liu who died this time is not only His Majesty's relatives, but also a lieutenant of the Northern Army. If we still cannot find out the reason, we will definitely be very burdened."

The lieutenant of the Northern Army is specialized in public security, responsible for internal and external security, and is responsible for picketing, and is ranked as the nine ministers.

An official of this level died strangely, and the consequences can be imagined.

There were two people in the head of the room, one was wearing black clothes, about fifty years old, and the middle part of the nose was very wide, giving people a sculptural cold and hard feeling. From the face, he was a person who was difficult to get close to.

Another man wore a scarf and even his face covered it, like a gauze curtain, and his face was invisible.

However, her figure is graceful, and I think she is a mature woman.

The emperor Liu Che had a secret guard under his command, just like the emperor's eyes and ears, with many strange people. This woman was one of the leaders of the secret guards. The other old man was the capable official Qu Jun, who was in charge of the criminal law among the nine ministers.

Liu Huai died, and the two of them were ordered to come over immediately.

They are all good at interrogating and detecting cases, and they can use all means and have no valuable discoveries.

While the two were frowning, footsteps came from outside the house, and two figures walked in one after another.

The two leaders in the room were in high positions and knew the people who came first.

The man was wearing a cloak and dark black clothes inside, and his young face was heroic.

When everyone saw him coming in, they folded their hands together, bowed their waists and looked forward, and said with politeness: "I have met Shizhong Huo."

It was Huo Qubing who came. After he came in, he glanced at the body and sniffed the smell in the room quietly.

"What's the discovery?"

"We are investigating. The current situation is that General Liu returned to the house at the Xu hour last night, then entered the study room, and he specifically told people not to disturb him.

It was not until midnight that the body was discovered by the maid. We rushed over to check it out and initially determined that it had been more than two hours of death and was not injured."

The woman in the house wearing a scarf took the initiative to remove the scarf after Huo Qubing came in, revealing a slightly sharp chin with a white and charming face:

"There are four bizarre deaths in court this month."

"Through the first three experiences, the deceased may have abnormalities in the chest, abdomen or back after about two hours of death."

Huo Qubing was looking at the layout of the room.

The room has an area of ​​about three meters across and vertically. It is used to handle official business and read books. It has a flat stone floor with the door facing south, with windows on both sides of the east and west, and a long sword hanging on the wall on the north side.

Under the wall was the short mat. Lieutenant Liu Huai of the Northern Army sat behind the short mat and died inexplicably. His face was a kind of rigidity and pale that was unique to the dead.

Huo Qubing fell his eyes back to the corpse: "Will there be a change in two hours after death? So the time is almost done, uncover his clothes."

"only!"

Immediately someone stepped forward and untied the robe on the front and back of the corpse's chest.

The atmosphere is surprisingly quiet.

Shortly after the clothes on the corpse were taken off, the chest and back changed.

First there was a faint black air, followed by something like hair, which grew rapidly from the front and back of the chest, and became extremely dense in a few breaths.

New hair grew on a corpse!

The hair is wrapped around, and it seems to have formed words. The chest looks like "The Death of Han" and the Emperor's Death behind it!

The hair that forms the handwriting is like a snake or insect squirming, which makes people shocked.

Huo Qubing squatted beside the corpse, staring at the rhythmic hair.

Suddenly, the corpse actually opened its eyes, revealing its scattered pupils, staring at Huo Qubing.

The dead man opens his eyes?!

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