Dajingzhen Xuansi

In the capital of the Dajing dynasty, the Liu family was up and down, with white hangings everywhere, a mourning hall in the lobby, and a big "Dian" character hanging high on the wall.In front of the word "Dian", there is a coffin of golden nanmu, the red paint is quite eye-catching.

The Liu family is not the richest, but it is definitely considered a wealthy family, and their family also operates a timber business. It is obviously not difficult to get such a coffin.

Of course, if the people in the coffin were just ordinary people, such a high-quality coffin would not be used.

In late spring and March, when it was almost dusk, the weather was slightly cooler, the breeze was blowing, bringing a bit of chilliness, and the mourning hall was even more bleak. Such a situation was really scary.

In front of the golden nanmu coffin, there is a girl about 12 years old kneeling.This girl wore a pointed hat made of white cloth (Dai Xiao) on her head, and her facial features were impeccably exquisite. Although she was young, she could already tell that she was a beauty.

"Cauldron, I'll burn a lot of money for you, so you won't be short of money down here!" The little girl's voice was still childish, and her expression was extremely serious.

After the words were spoken, I couldn't help sobbing again: "Cauldron, mother said you were asleep, but I know they lied to the children. I am not a child anymore. I know you are dead. After hearing that people died , will become a ghost!"

"Ghost... so scary!" The little girl couldn't help but tremble a few times, obviously really scared.

"In our house, you and I are the best, you really turned into a ghost, so go to my mother, she always says you scold you, woo woo woo..." the little girl said Crying, really, ahem... pear blossoms bring rain.

huh huh...

The wind blew harder, and the white cloth strips hanging above the mourning hall swayed, which really felt a bit weird and mournful.The paper money in the brazier was burning and trembling so violently that the little girl couldn't help but shrink back.

Suddenly, the golden nanmu coffin moved a few times, and the little girl shrank even tighter. She fixed her eyes on the coffin, clenched her teeth, her lips trembled, she couldn't speak a word.

Boom boom boom...

The sound was like a faint drumbeat, and the white cloth strips on the mourning hall trembled more violently, filling the air with a gloomy atmosphere.

"Big...big..." The little girl rolled her eyes and fainted in front of the brazier, unconscious.

The coffin was moving more and more violently, and suddenly, the lid was lifted, and a gorgeously dressed, unbelievably handsome young man sat up.

His eyes were full of confusion. Seeing his position clearly, his lips twitched violently, and he jumped up straight away, knocking over the coffin.

"What's going on? I'm sitting in the coffin? Is this an official (sitting in the coffin)?" The young man's voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't help shrinking. He looked at his clothes and was stunned again.

"This...is filming? But I'm not an actor, wait, why is my hair so long!"

The boy kept looking at his body, and said to himself again: "Could it be a dream?"

His thoughts turned quickly, and the boy couldn't help but gave himself a big mouth, grinning in pain.

"Wait, this body doesn't seem to be mine, Dajing Dynasty, what the hell?"

The young man had a headache and couldn't help but put his hands on his head. Hang Tianyi, the headhunter of the Dajing Dynasty's Kyoto Prefecture, the adopted son of the businessman Liu Hongzhi, and the most secret identity, the fifth-rank spiritual official of the Xuansi of Dajing Town.

A series of information swirled in the boy's mind like a tide, and his whole body had been petrified. Until this moment, he was sure that this... was not a dream, but a time travel.

The young man used to watch a lot of the Internet, and the ones who traveled through time were all very powerful, whether they were peerless skills, or had a high status, or had a father with a system, who could sign in and upgrade or something.If there is also a parent who died, ahem, then it is definitely a good match.

"I don't have anything?" The boy was completely stunned, and he checked himself carefully again to make sure that he really didn't have anything.

"There is no system, no identity, no peerless skills, nothing, and you just...traveled like this?" The young man's voice coughed, a little bit sharp, this is so melodious!

The young man, also named Hang Tianyi, is a tourist who likes history and literature (half) and has recently been watching various schools of thought.

In addition to myths and legends, there are many stories in the history books about Lao Tzu riding a bull to the west of Hangu Pass. Of course, Hang Tianyi is not interested in delving into these.

Hangu Pass, um, seems to be a national 4A-level scenic spot. I don’t remember the details clearly, and I don’t bother to check it.In fact, Hang Tianyi Tourism never looks at these ratings, because these ratings can be described in two words most of the time: nonsense!

For Hangu Pass, what Hang Tianyi is really interested in is a series of legendary wars that took place here. When the six countries attacked Qin together, they were defeated here, with millions of corpses lying on the oars and bleeding.

Tourist attractions are generally divided into two categories, cultural and historical ones, and natural scenic spots.Humanities and history focus on emotional perception.

Hangu Pass not only has a cultural history, but also has a natural landscape. In the evening, when the sun sets and the morning glow rolls, everything seems to be dyed red.

Hang Tianyi was lying on the grass with a face full of enjoyment, when suddenly a rainbow bridge appeared in the sky, and then there was nothing. After that, he woke up lying in a coffin.

Fortunately, the lid of the coffin hadn't been crucified, otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would have been suffocated inside.

But what's the matter?At present, you are unfamiliar with the place of life, and you don't have a golden finger, how can you be a jerk?

Wait, Zhen Xuansi, a fifth-rank spiritual official, this status seems to be a bit awesome.

The original owner's identity, on the surface, is the head-hunter of the Kyoto Prefecture, but in fact, he is the fifth-rank spiritual official of the Zhenxuan Division, responsible for defending the great Jingdu, catching monsters and fighting monsters.

A few days ago, Hang Tianyi led the arresters from Kyoto Prefecture to arrest a prisoner.The prisoner was very good, he fled into Hongyuan, the royal forbidden area, and then... Hang Tianyi died in the line of duty with honor.

This is a statement on the surface, but in fact it is not so simple. Hang Tianyi suddenly felt a headache coming, and put his head in his hands again.

"What's going on? It seems that entering Hongyuan is related to Zhen Xuansi's actions, and it seems to have affected the emperor. It's just a memory in Hongyuan. Why did it disappear?" Hang Tianyi was full of confusion.

In this world, there are Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and ghosts and ghosts. There is no system and peerless magic skills. How come the memory is lost?

After a long time, Hang Tianyi didn't come back to his senses, what's wrong with this...?Hang Tianyi's face was full of helplessness and distress.

"No, it's better to die than to live. If you come here, you'll be safe. Well, I heard recently that golden fingers are not popular in time travel. Maybe there is still a future!" Hang Tianyi recovered his expression and said to himself comfortingly.

In fact, his words are not without basis. According to many networks now, this kind of time travel is a bit miserable, and it is extremely difficult for both parents to die.

It just so happens that the original owner is such a person, ahem, but his current identity is a bit complicated, he is Liu Hongzhi's adopted son, and he also has the identity of a head catcher and Zhenxuan secretary.

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