Master Han Ming

When I got off the plane and returned to City A, it happened to be a day later, and the time alternated round and it was still night.Qiao Qing took You Lianguan, who was exhausted and hadn't woken up yet, into the car driven by the people from the Xuancheng Serious Crime Squad who stayed behind in City A, and went to Qingquan Community first.Before boarding the plane, he had informed Li Fu first, and told him the current situation so that he could be prepared, and something would definitely happen in the future.

This car is his own, but it was sent to Motian Town in the car of the team before, which is more convenient, and the car was left under the building of the serious crime team in Xuancheng. He drove back.

After entering the community, he first asked the police officer to take care of Officer You Lian, went upstairs to pick up his things, and then signaled to the police officer that he was going to take over driving by himself.The team members naturally went to take a taxi back to the group with winks.

Qiao Qing didn't rush in after he got out of the driver's seat. Instead, he opened the car door and squatted outside, and took out a carved wooden box from his pocket. The box was not very shiny, but it could be seen from the color and texture I feel that it has a long history and cannot be bought casually.It is made of thousand-year-old sandalwood, and it is carved with complicated and delicate patterns. From every crack, there is always a steady stream of scents, not too strong, but faintly lingers on the tip of the nose and diffuses into the limbs. middle**.

This must have been used to hold valuables.

Qiao Qing opened the flip-up box cover, picked up a silver wrist with a few small bells from the silk covered inside, put it on You Lianguan's left wrist, and then fiddled with the two Next, the small and crisp bell echoed in the air, and a subtle feeling spread, as if an invisible line could be seen stretching and covering the air, breaking away the invisible chaotic ripples around.

This is the treasure passed down from generation to generation by the Qiao family. It can disperse the ghost's soul and ripples together. It is also the only thing in the world that can expel the ghost's ripples. Its power is beyond doubt.

Seeing that You Lianguan's brows seemed to relax slightly, Qiao Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled softly, put You Lianguan's hand back, closed the car door, started the car, and drove to the southern outskirts of the city.

When he first went upstairs, he took two things, one of which was the Soul Requiem Bell, and the other was the key to Qiao's old house, which he usually put away and didn't carry with him.The key was put away after I picked up "Old Joe" last time.The rule of their Qiao family has always been that they are not allowed to live in their own family after reaching the age of self-reliance, because the older generation believes that those who stay in the root are weak and cannot withstand blows, and it is not necessary to do this in their business, and it is true There is a reason for this, so in ancient times, many masters of Han Ming were wandering outside, and now they buy a house to live outside, and only go back when they have something to do.

And now was the time when he had to go back.He remembered that there were many ancient books in the study room of the old house, telling many stories that disappeared after the passage of time, and recorded many Taoism that outsiders could not know, or were lost, or were unique to their Qiao family. Before they started taking orders, they They will patiently read all the books and learn more things, but there is a book that may be the most important thing recorded, but they are not allowed to read it at will.

"On the [-]th again, the world is in chaos, lock into one, the man can see, turn the world around!" This is what every Qiao family will tell their descendants.

I didn’t know what it meant before, but now it’s clear that it’s talking about the information when you can read it, and every sentence has a reflection.It's November now, and the world is starting to become chaotic, it's probably time...

He's going to try it.

Entering from the forest path just enough for a car to drive in, he stopped outside the gate of Qiao's mansion with the old plaque hanging on it. After placing Officer You Lian in the bedroom, he changed the wound medicine for him, rang the bell and lightly Gently covered him with a quilt and went to the study, the bumps along the way were not pleasant, You Lianguan has not had a good rest, now there is no danger in the old house, he should be allowed to sleep well.

He fumbled and found a rectangular cabinet at the bottom of the bookcase. This is where the thing was placed. Although the Qiao family didn't let people see it casually, he also knew that there would be such a day and it was very important. He never forgot to tell them the exact location. .

Thinking of that sentence, he inserted the key of the old house's gate into the keyhole, it fit just right, and with a slight twist, he heard the sound of the iron lock falling.He should have come this time.

Opening the drawer, he could see a thread-bound blue book that looked like most of the pages were yellowed. He lit an oil lamp and sat on the desk to see that there was no wiring.

Turning to the first page, I saw only two lines written on it: To my descendants who don't know which generation, Qiao Ling's last pen.

He had seen the name Qiao Ling in the family tree. He was the most outstanding master of the Han Dynasty in the Qiao family, and it was he who made the Qiao family occupy a place in this line. He respected him very much when he was a child, and he still does now.

He added some lamp oil to the oil lamp for continuous burning, and he read every word carefully.

Every word was written down in Mao's notebooks in ancient times, and each one was collected into the self-report that Qiao Ling wrote down with great painstaking efforts during his lifetime. It can also be said to be a story. What is more is a cruel life experience, and the last paragraph is a restless entrustment:

Every Han Mingshi who stands at the top of the power can have the ability to predict the future, and I am no exception. As long as I want to, I have also had a period of time. Although I don’t like the ability to control other people’s lives, even life and death, in order to help He fulfilled his wish and I didn't give it up, except that I never look at anything more when I need it, and now I think I might as well look at it more.He likes it, relies on it, and even trusts it more than he trusts me. After he also has the ability to predict, he doesn’t know what he saw. He abolished my ability. The last scene I saw was a person who looked similar to me , It must be my descendants who are reading this book I wrote, and behind them is a sea of ​​fire, with heavy body and dead people everywhere.

I know that I failed to kill the grass and roots, and he will reappear.I no longer have the ability to kill him, but reincarnation can change everything, name, appearance, voice, family members, but a person's surname will never change, I will always have the burden of the Qiao family on my shoulders, that can be said to be I entrust you with the person who has grown into a Demon King with my help.The curse cast on Qiao's family earlier made things in this house unpredictable, and now it really comes in handy, and he is no exception. He won't know the back road I left.

forgive me.

The words are so heartfelt that Qiao Qing feels that this is not so much an autobiography, but a special suicide note.The ancient book, a suicide note thousands of years ago, was born when the chaos subsided for a while, but it was facing disputes when it was born.He knew the whole story from it, it was the grievance and hatred between two people, the obsession and madness that lasted for thousands of years.

That person will only be more thorough in doing things than a thousand years ago. Every link after him will definitely catch them by surprise. Even if he has precautions, it will not work. No one knows what his next link is. If only If you can bear it passively, there will be a day when you can't bear it.

That man must be killed again.

Turning his head to look at the portrait of Qiao Ru's previous life hanging on the wall, what came to his mind was the photo of himself and You Lianguan. The flower language of the blue enchantress is also related to reincarnation, and it will not be forgotten even if it is reincarnated The promise, and once the promise is made, it is the responsibility on the back, which is very similar to Qiao Ru's words.

Lianguan himself doesn't like flowers, he likes the blue enchantress just because of the flower language, he knows it, and he once thought of living up to his expectations.That person was right, Lian Guan had indeed devoted his heart and soul to him for a while.He understood the meaning of what Qiao Ru said to him at the end.

Don't look back on the things you have decided to face, and don't let go of the people you choose.

He remembered what the man had said...so he dialed a number he hadn't called in a while.

"A Yin, check something for me..."

In the bedroom, You Lianguan had already woken up. No matter how badly he was injured, he only lost blood and had a headache. It was impossible for him not to wake up after sleeping for a whole day. His throat was really dry.

His eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head. It was not the aftereffect of drinking, but it was severe. He was used to it, but it hadn't hurt like this for a long time, and he had to close it. Slowly, those thrilling fragments flashed in his mind.

He was originally chasing the man with glasses, but somehow he was restrained...

"Ding ding."

He didn't expect that he would have a chance to wake up, he should have died in the cage, why not only did he not die, but his arm was bandaged... There was no sound when he moved.

He opened his eyes again and stared at his wrist, there was a Soul Requiem Bell on it, this is impossible, he himself didn't know where the Soul Requiem Bell was taken!It must not be his one, and there are only a few of them.

Qiao Qing...

He suddenly remembered that when he was about to pass out, he seemed to hear Qiao Qing's voice in a daze, and only Qiao Qing could still have this bracelet.

He was saved by Qiao Qing.

She didn't want to go through all the trouble just to escape from Qiao Qing, but she was not only found by him, but also rescued by him.Looking at the layout and style of the surrounding area, there is an antique taste everywhere. He remembered that Qiao Qing said that Qiao's family had an old house, and he almost came to see it before.

Now it's really coming, but he doesn't want to.

He raised his injured left arm, stretched out his hand and tore off the Soul Requiem bell, got down on his chest to support his weak legs that had lost too much blood, and wanted to push the door and go out, finding a way to leave this old house .

But he was a little hesitant. Normally, he should say thank you when he was rescued. If he just left like this, it would be in vain.But if I really want to thank him, Qiao Qing will definitely not let him go just like that.

After thinking about it, he searched the room, trying to find a pen and paper to write a few polite words of thanks.

So much the better.