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Chapter 1: Heaven Appears Vision, Ghost Fire Appears in the World

During the Xia Dynasty, the emperor was ordered to be the forty years.

On a midsummer night, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.

The Sitian Supervisor, Deputy Supervisor, and other officials gathered at Sitiantai and looked panicked. According to the Tianguan Book, the comet was beside the sun, and the son wanted to kill his father.

When the old emperor Zhou Tao heard about it, he secretly summoned Prime Minister Yan Jing overnight and was in a panic: "I have seven sons, and I am the king and the father. Who dares to be a ruthless person?"

Yan Jing thought for a while and replied: "When the ancestors and emperors of our dynasty revolt, five stars appeared in the sky, and the dynasty was changed according to the order of heaven. Now the comet attacks the moon, and the sign of great evil is probably coming true. The comet is beside the sun, and the sun rises to the east..."

"East!"

Zhou Tao was shocked: "Is it the fourth prince Zhou Yun? Qingyuguan is located in the east. Zhou Yun was exiled by me for ten years. He must be jealous of his heart and plans to kill his father!"

"The emperor clearly understands it!" Yan Jing knelt down in a hurry and said in fear: "I dare not speak nonsense. Perhaps the astrological signs are intended to be other, not the east, nor the fourth prince!"

Zhou Tao's expression gradually became gloomy, "I would rather believe that he has it. I am the emperor. I want to live forever and enjoy the royal power forever!" Speaking of this, his eyes showed a cruel and slanderous look. "I will draw an edict for me: the fourth prince does not want to repent, is unfaithful and unfilial, and I am so cold! On the day of the order, I ordered the Qingyuguan guard Li Yanbai to encircle the fourth prince on the spot, listen to his words, observe his actions, and report it every ten days, and there must be no mistakes!"

"I obey the order!" Yan Jing kowtowed, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, that night, Zhou Tao's mother, Empress Dowager, was critically ill and issued the last imperial edict on her deathbed, which was to urgently summon the fourth prince back to Beijing!

Zhou Tao was filial and sad, so he had to go against the warning of destiny and ordered Yan Jing to amend the imperial edict and rushed to Qingyuguan for a hundred miles.

At dawn, a carrier pigeon flew out of Anguo Marquis' Mansion and quietly flew towards Wuyang County, thousands of miles away...

...

Three days later.

Wuyang County.

In a quiet and peaceful night, endless thick ink is smeared heavily on the sky, a crooked moon hides into the clouds in a strange posture, and the pale moonlight is gradually swallowed by the clouds, the sky and the earth are dark, and everything is sleeping.

Suddenly, a woman's whimper came from the cemetery at the foot of Yanming Mountain, crying and crying like ghosts, and the shrill sound was creepy. The gloomy wind blew through, and several green balls, blue flames were like ghosts, floating, terrifying and gloomy!

The villagers who caught snakes at night were carrying bamboo baskets and passed by the cemetery in groups of three or three. One of them glanced at them accidentally and shouted in horror: "Ghost Fire!"

"Ghost, ghost fire!"

"There is really a ghost fire!"

"It's the King of Hell's Ghost Lantern!"

"It's a female ghost! Some female ghost is here-"

The villagers were so scared that they were completely lost. They rolled and crawled away, and their shouts echoed throughout the village in a short while...

...

When you get up in the morning, the first day shines in a slant.

In a large mansion on East Street, Wuyang County, there are many yamen police officers and a tense and solemn atmosphere.

In the west wing, a woman was hung on the beam of the house and had been dead for a long time.

Zhang Qing, the yamen clerk, took the pen to record the incident. The owner Li Fushan and his wife, concubines and maids cried, and the scene was very noisy.

"Master Long is here--"

Suddenly, Captain Liu's rough voice sounded from the outer courtyard, and then he heard powerful footsteps coming in a flood!

Everyone in the room quickly lined up on both sides to give way out a passage.

I saw the visitor who was only twenty years old, wearing white clothes and snow, with ink hair and crown, giving birth to beautiful scenery, elegant and elegant, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind.

The women were amazed at the tribute and shy expression appeared on their faces.

However, Long Xingtu was serious and looked extremely cold. His eyes fell on the corpse, and his neutral voice was a bit delicate, "Zhang Shuban."

Zhang Qing immediately handed over the case file and said, "The deceased Wang is thirty-two years old. He is the second wife of Li Fushan. At about the hour of Mao this morning, the maid Hongxiu discovered that Wang had hanged himself in the bedroom. Li Fushan then sent a slave to report to the official and asked the government to make a judgment before the burial ceremony was performed."

"Self-hanging?" After hearing this, Long Xingtu frowned and asked, "Has the coroner's autopsy been performed?"

Zhang Qing said: "The autopsy has not been performed yet. Dr. Zhu took leave today and has not been present."

"Master Long, Li Fushan, there is a suicide note written by Wang, which can prove that Wang committed suicide." Li Fushan took a step forward and presented a white letter with a sad face, "I pity my wife, I can't think of it for a moment at such a young age!"

Long Xingtu took the letter, and the star eyes slowly swept across the Li family, with a tone neither salty nor light, and said, "Has Wang ever experienced hanging himself before?"

The Li family members were stunned at first, and then shook their heads. Who would have hanged themselves several times?

Seeing this, Li Fushan hurriedly said, "Prince Long asked the magistrate to report to the magistrate and make a decision as soon as possible!"

The light from the end of the Long Xingtu glanced faintly, "Mr. Li is very anxious."

"Sir Long, please forgive me. The summer is hot, and the funeral will be held in three days, otherwise..."

"Don't worry, you can give instructions today."

Long Xingtu replied to him with a strange look, then approached Wang and checked it carefully from top to bottom. After a while, he spoke, "Mr. Li, the deceased's self-hanging method is not very professional!"
Chapter completed!
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