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Qingyun City, a county town under the rule of the Daliang Dynasty.

There were thousands of households under their rule, scattered inside and outside the city, villages and villages.

There are tens of thousands of people in the city, and the people are all under their jurisdiction, including restaurants, hotels, teahouses, vegetable markets, snacks, etc., scattered everywhere in the city and in every street, with endless crowds coming and going. The hawkers shouted one after another, and they were coming and going, and they were in a lively scene.

It looks prosperous, but it is also indispensable for beggars and refugees. All the clothes in simple and tattered clothes are also found. All things in the world are in it.

At this moment, it is the rising sun and the sunny day.

In a restaurant.

A young man in a black tight suit sat upright on the window on the second floor. In front of him, a stack of oily peanuts, a plate of knife-cut beef, and a pot of aged daughter Hong. He looked out the window, peanuts, beef, and drinking wine.

A long sword was erected in front of him, and the breeze blew, blew the black hair, and opened his face. He could see a face with a clear water horn like a knife. He was not handsome, but not ugly. He could only say that he was ordinary, but he had a kind of perseverance. It was at a glance that made people know that such a face must be a tough person.

There was a faint pressure in vaguely.

There were crowds of guests sitting together in groups of three or five, calling a few side dishes and a pot of wine, and they could chat with each other in a hot manner.

From time to time, there are eyes on the young man in a strong dress by the window, with respect, awe, envy and pride in his eyes.

"Look, the headmaster of the village is here to drink again. It is always the same location. It is said that the shopkeeper Dong of Qingyun Restaurant reserved a special place for him. No matter when he comes, there are many customers in the restaurant, this location will definitely be kept. It is specially for the headmaster of the village." A guest said.

"Three years ago, the shopkeeper Dong was involved in a murder case. His third wife died in the room. At that time, all kinds of evidence pointed directly at the shopkeeper Dong. When the government came, he immediately detained the shopkeeper Dong. The situation at that time was almost the same. The shopkeeper Dong was determined to be killed in the lawsuit. It was the head of the village who found out that his third wife was strangled to death first, and then pierced the body with a sharp dagger. At that time, the pinch marks on his neck had not been revealed, but it was the ancient detective who showed it in a special way. It was found that the murderer who strangled the third wife was missing three fingers. The shopkeeper Dong's ten fingers were sound, and most of the suspicion was cleared." Xu Hanshu, an insider, said with a good eye.

"Yes, Captain Zhuang followed the clue and found that there were only three people in the city who lacked three fingers. One of them was an old man, who was lying on the hospital bed and could not run out to kill people. The second was a filial daughter who was filial to her father. It was two years and a year away from the filial period. Moreover, she was also a weak woman, a gentle man, a rare good girl in the countryside. The third was a gambler. She had a healthy finger, but because she lost the bet at the gambling table, she was cut three fingers."

A man said excitedly: "This gambler is Chen Qiqi, a famous bad gambling gambler in Qingyun City."

"No, Chen Qizhi is a bad gambling man, who is addicted to gambling and even his wife is sold into brothels for gambling. He is losing everything for gambling and is desperate. It's a pity that his wife, who is as beautiful as a flower, has been in trouble for eight lifetimes. This guy is ignorant. That time, he wanted to steal something from Manager Dong's house, but was discovered by the third wife. He was afraid and strangled the third wife to death. If it weren't for the headmaster of the village, Manager Dong would have taken the lawsuit and suffered injustice."

People in the restaurant were also very excited when they talked about this.

Listening to the conversation in the restaurant, the headmaster sitting upstairs shook his head slightly, not caring, looking at the streets outside, with traffic, pedestrians flowing, and hawkers shouting one after another, which was really lively. However, if you look closely, you will find that although his eyes looked outside, his attention was not on it at all.

It seems to be trapped in memories and reverie.

"It's been three years, and it's almost three years since I came to this world without realizing it. Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly or Zhuang Zhou."

Zhuang Buzhou shook his head and sighed in his heart.

He is not a person from this world, or he has traveled through time and was reborn.

Originally, he was an ordinary little fellow on Earth. Although there was a legend in his family that his own branch had a very long history and was a branch passed down from Zhuang Zhou. His ancestor was Zhuang Zhou. This statement was very absurd. After hearing this, Zhuang Buzhou regarded it as a joke. After all, everyone in the descendants wanted to find a famous ancestor for themselves to show their family, which had a long history and a stunning identity. If you talk about it, you can also have more capital to brag and spank.

Just listen to it.

But I couldn't resist myself. I believed in this kind of inheritance. When Zhuang Buzhou was born, he insisted on saying that he had dreamed of a butterfly before, and when he was naming, he decided to name Zhuang Zhou on the spot.

This is amazing. When Zhuang Buzhou's grandfather heard this, he said that this is not good. How could he have the same name as his ancestor? Isn't this very disrespectful? So, when he was registering a household registration, he added a word in the middle without hiding his father, and Zhuang Zhou became Zhuang Buzhou. In the end, the road was already done, and he could not do anything to admit it. In fact, he wanted to change it back in the middle, but his grandfather hid it tightly, so he didn't find a chance.

Later on, I could only forget it.

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Zhuang Buzhou usually has no other hobbies, but he likes to wander around the antique streets and antique shops. He is very interested in antiques and antiques. After studying it carefully, he has gained some knowledge of antiques. He has tried his best to get some knowledge of antiques. He has also gained a gap. He has never lost money.

And that day, when he was wandering on the antique street again, he accidentally saw a small bronze gourd on a street stall. The gourd looked like a small accessories, strung with ropes, and could be hung around his neck as a jade pendant.

At that time, he could see at a glance that no matter what method he used to look at the gourd, it was just an ordinary small gourd accessories, without any trace of time, and it didn't look like an antique or an antique. But it was very touching, so he bought it. How much money it cost was second, the most important thing was that it was difficult to buy the favorites, and he was inexplicably fond of this gourd.

Later, I took it for inspection and various investigations, but I still didn't know its origin, and I didn't even know what the material was.

He was wearing it, and his body was still his original body. However, as he was traveling through time and space, his body seemed to be tempered by some magical power, but instead had a rejuvenation effect. He was in his twenties and suddenly returned to his eighteen years old. The original little gourd disappeared.

Zhuang Buzhou felt that the small gourd should still be in his body, but it was not yet clear where it was.

"Gourd, gourd, what is your origin? Why have you been three years and there is no movement at all. There is also this world, which is abnormal."

Zhuang Buzhou sighed secretly while drinking.

Recalling the scene of traveling through time, it was a time to watch the celestial phenomena. I don’t know why that day. It was originally the daytime, when the sun was high, there was no warning. The moon also appeared. A strange celestial phenomena of the sun and the moon shining together appeared in the sky. That celestial phenomena were hard to see for thousands of years. At that time, he was on the rooftop and witnessed the process of the sun and the moon shining together with his own eyes.

This was not the most strange thing. What surprised him was that the small gourd that had been quietly wearing on his neck suddenly burst out with light, absorbing the light of the sun and the moon wildly. Then, the next second, under the gourd swallowing the light of the sun and the moon, a black hole-like tunnel was formed outside his body, and he sucked him in with an irresistible posture. At the last moment, he only remembered that the gourd turned into a divine light, drilled into his body, and disappeared.

When I woke up, I was already outside Qingyun City.

Naturally, there was nothing to say about what happened later. Finally, I entered Qingyun City and became a constable. With my own talent, I solved several major cases in a row and became the head of the captain. I was also very proud in the city.

If you want to talk about these things, Zhuang Buzhou would not be rich or powerful, but he would be able to have food and clothing without worries, marry a beautiful lady, have children, and have a perfect life. However, this world is not an ordinary world.

"Demons, ghosts, strange and weird, endless. There are extraordinary appearances and games in the world. This world is really familiar and unfamiliar."

Zhuang Buzhou shook his head slightly, but a trace of yearning appeared in his eyes.

The banker always believed that it was Zhuang Zhou's relatives' bloodline, so he naturally had extraordinary pursuits for all kinds of extraordinary things. When he entered the antique industry, he wanted to find different extraordinary traces from antiques, but unfortunately, he didn't get much gain. Until the change of the little gourd brought him to this world, his desire for extraordinary things was completely aroused, and he became more determined.

The most important thing is that this world has a path to extraordinary.

"The curse master, paper tympanic master, talisman master, Onmyoji master, beast master..., it really makes people yearn for." Zhuang Buzhou's three years have not been wasted.

In three years, he became a captain and could enter the sect office, and all kinds of case files can be checked. The other side of the world often exists in these case files, and various strange case files and hidden messages are absorbed and extracted by them eagerly.

In these years, with his keen observation, he found some extraordinary traces and knew some things.

For example, near Qingyun City, every year, there will be an extraordinary trade fair.
Chapter completed!