Evolved From Polluting the World

A letter from Xu Guofu was quickly sent to the imperial palace.

Although Chang'an City has the name of a "city", it is actually very large. It can build almost every corner of such a huge city to be very complete and even prosperous, all of which reflect its strong national strength.

But in fact, after Qiao Xun came to Chang'an City, he didn't know this place well.

What is it like outside Chang'an City?

While waiting for his sister's reply, he rode a horse and went for a walk alone. Xu Lieshan is also busy investigating whether there are other situations similar to "resurrection" in these Tiancheng.

West of the city, at the city gate.

Qiao Xunce came here, and the well-equipped city gate guards lined up here. There were many guards standing at the city gate, city walls, and official roads.

He had asked Bo Niang in detail before, what was going on inside Huan Chang'an.

As an independent world, Magic Chang'an is not as huge as the earth and other places of life such as mythical worlds. It is equivalent to a floating continent floating in the universe without specific coordinates. But because of its special world nature, it can act as a "hub station" to connect the major mythical worlds.

Therefore, Magic Chang'an is a place where multiple civilizations are integrated. The reason why it has the name "Magic Chang'an" is because its original builder came from the fairyland. There is a real Chang'an city in the fairyland, and the builder used this as a blueprint to create this fantasy Chang'an.

In the change of time, under the conflict of various mythical world civilizations, Magic Changan gradually broke away from its original appearance and became a world hub full of various elements.

Almost all elements of the mythical world connected to it can be found in Magic Chang'an.

There are divine steps and sacred artifacts in heaven, starry maps of the world that dominate the world, various abyssal creatures in hell, incense and idols in fairyland, machines and cannons with rings of truth...

There is everything here.

But now, what Qiao Xun saw... was just a city of Chang'an.

He sometimes wondered, could this be the original Magic Chang'an? Or, the projection of the Chang'an City in the fairyland in this world.

It is difficult to corroborate the conjecture.

He could only hope to find Bo Niang soon. She should know where this place is.

Qiao Xun rides a horse with a red gold flower logo on its head.

Therefore, as soon as he came to the west gate of the city, the gate guards quickly opened the door and let him go.

However, after the door opened, what Qiao Xun saw was not a larger and freer world, but... a gray fog.

It is very thick, and it is just a gray fog that makes people tired of seeing it.

However, standing in the city, looking directly at the sky outside the city, it is blue and cloudless.

He slightly raised his eyebrows and rode out slowly.

The closer he got to the gray fog, the more repulsive his body became. It seemed that both blood and flesh were about to leave the horse and fall backwards.

These gray fogs are by no means a natural phenomenon.

Qiao Xun looked at a guard, intending to ask what was going on with the gray fog.

But just as he was about to speak, he stopped immediately.

If, for the aborigines of Chang'an City, what they saw was not a gray fog surrounding the city, but a natural situation, wouldn't it be very obvious that they were not ordinary people?

You can't ask that directly. Gotta do it another way.

He thought about it and asked:

"Recently, have there been many people entering the city from the west gate?"

The guard replied,

"My lord, the west gate is the official avenue, which is generally not open to the common people, so there are not many. From then on, the people who enter and leave the city are usually officials and freight carriages."

"How many people went out and came in today?"

The guard quickly fetched a list, summed it up and said,

"Today, I have entered the city more than 1,200 times from the west gate, and left the city more than 1,400 times. It is a normal level."

hiss—

This sentence seems to show that for Chang'an City, the gray fog outside does not exist.

Just like some open world games, on the edge of the map, NPCs move according to the established procedures, but there will be corresponding mechanisms to limit the player's movement space.

Such as air walls, such as death terrain.

This gray fog does not exclude the aborigines of Chang'an City, but it excludes him, an outsider...

Isn't it like the difference between NPCs and gamers?

Limit the movement space of outsiders.

But there is still a problem, he is not sure whether there are such restrictions for all outsiders.

After all, it is not possible to represent a group with an example.

If there is, then what kind of existence is there that sets such a restriction?

What magical power is required to transform an entire world into such conditions.

More and more questions remain to be explored.

Murder, game-making, design, frame-up, confusion... These keywords seem to push the journey to Chang'an City into a copy of "suspenseful reasoning". But what is the ultimate purpose?

Qiao Xun left the west gate with doubts in his mind.

However, just after he left the main area of ​​the west gate and entered a side road, a sharp arrow suddenly shot through the sky, came whistling, brushed his shoulders, and landed on the horse's hoof.

The horseman was frightened, neighed, raised his front hooves and was about to run wildly.

Qiao Xun reassured him in time to avoid a horse accident.

Then, he turned his head to look in the direction of the flying arrow.

It was the side rail of a tall building. A man in a black suit stood there, wearing a metal mask. Even though his sharp eyes were hundreds of meters apart, it made Qiao Xun feel the slightest murderous intent.

The man didn't panic because he was discovered. He calmly put away his bow and turned to leave.

Qiao Xun frowned slightly.

Assassination?

No, how could there be such a low-level assassination.

It's more of a... warning.

Then, what are you warning about?

The surrounding passers-by realized with hindsight, and then they reacted and screamed in panic.

The patrol, who sensed the movement here, rushed over quickly and saw the sharp arrow on the ground and the red gold flag on the horse's head.

They quickly reacted, it was an assassination!

"Watch out, watch out!"

The panicked crowd and the swiftly responding patrols made this trail chaotic.

In this chaos, Qiao Xun seemed to be offline from the world, quietly watching the place where the man in black left.

……

night,

Xu Lieshan, who heard that the second son was assassinated, went straight to Qiao Xun's residence as soon as he returned to Xu Guofu, and began to cry.

"Master Shizi, Lord! Are you alright? What kind of **** kills you without having long eyes, and you come to persecute again!"

Qiao Xun glanced at him,

"I'm not dead yet, I'm mourning."

"Master Shizi, I said it earlier, I'm not by your side when you go out now, so just bring a team with everyone with internal skills. You don't listen, and people on time will start when they see that you have been placed on the order. You must be on guard. This time you will survive, but next time? If the broom astrologers for your way, you will have a problem."

Qiao Xun dropped the book in hand,

"It's alright, it's over."

Xu Lieshan rarely refuted the prince,

"No, it's not over yet! If you don't kill those **** with a thousand cuts, it's not over!"

"Let's talk about the results of your investigation today."

Upon hearing this, Xu Lieshan's expression suddenly became serious.

"Master Shi, from the day you died unexpectedly before, I have checked all the people who died today. There are indeed some cases. According to rumors, there is a phenomenon of resurrection, so I made a list. "

He took out a list from his sleeve and handed it to Xun Qiao.

There were only fifteen people who were directly investigated.

There are men, women and children of all ages, the group distribution is relatively even, and there is no common feature. This shows that resurrection from the dead is a random event.

The real number should be more than fifteen.

After all, there is a high probability that there will be people who have not been investigated.

It is not easy to determine the true identities of these people. If you investigate without authorization, it is easy to cause suspicion.

While Qiao Xun thought about it, Xu Lieshan said again,

"By the way, Lord Shizi. Guanshilou is also investigating this recently."

"Guanshilou? What is the main check?"

Gu Xian "They are tight-lipped on their side, and they don't know their purpose, but they are indeed investigating the situation of resurrection from the dead."

Qiao Xun thought about it and asked:

"Who is the owner of Guanshilou?"

Xu Lieshan shook his head,

"I really don't know that. The owner of Guanshi Building was hand-picked by the emperor and is not in the formal compilation of Chang'an City. Therefore, he will not be listed. Naturally, there is no channel to investigate."

Qiao Xun nodded,

"Let's do this for now. Don't investigate these fifteen people deliberately, and keep a distance from them for now. We won't say anything until Miao Xinyue is released."

"Okay, sir."

Then, Xu Lieshan left.

After Qiao Xun thought for a while, he got up and went to the Falling Ming Lake.

This side of Zuoming Lake is the cleanest.

I came here to ask someone,

"Where's my father?"

"Master Guogong left the Guogong's mansion yesterday, and I don't know where he is going."

"What about that fairy?"

"The fairy family is still on the Falling Ming Lake."

Qiao Xun nodded and walked towards the Falling Ming Lake.

After entering the cave, he saw that Daoist Meng Xun was still in the same posture that he had seen that day, lying down, looking like he was sleeping, but the change in his expression was explaining to Qiao Xun again. He knew he was coming.

"Has the Xian family been untouched for three days?"

Dream-seeking Daoist sank his head as if he was dozing, then raised it quickly,

"You see that I haven't moved, but I see that I am in the sky."

Qiao Xun smiled,

"The Xian family deserves to be the Xian family. The idiot is confused."

"Let's ask."

"Where did the fairy come from?"

"The immortals come from the world."

"Where are you going?"

"Beyond the mundane place."

"Why is it detached from the world?"

"Don't look at it, don't think, don't hear it, don't think about it."

"How is that different from a dead thing?"

"Hahaha, sometimes, what you call a dead thing is an immortal."

Qiao Xun, a modern person, does not agree with this theory.

It sounded no different from someone who was fooled by a magician.

However, this dream-seeking Daoist did reveal an ethereal aura.

"Don't disturb the fairy family."

Qiao Xun turned around and planned to leave.

The dream-seeker stopped him,

"Little vulgar master."

Qiao Xun turned back slightly.

Dream-seekers seem to laugh but not smile,

"People want to make people grow old... but also make people crazy. If you want to solve thousands of sorrows, you might as well have a dream..."

Qiao Xun didn't understand what he wanted to say.

"Thank you Xianjia for your advice."

Then, he turned around and left.

It is difficult for Qiao Xun to guess what kind of person the Daoist Dream is.

And the perception of his emotions has basically not changed, it has always been a feeling of "the cloud is light and the wind is light, the world has nothing to do with me".

……

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, the Queen's concubine's letter was delivered.

The Queen's concubine expressed her longing for her family in her speech, and expressed that she was very much looking forward to her brother visiting the palace.

Luo Xixian really loves her younger brother very much, not only did he agree immediately, but he also sent horses and chariots from the imperial palace directly.

He came with the family letter and was waiting in front of Xu Guofu.

Without doing any extra tidying up, Qiao Xun immediately boarded the carriage with Xu Lieshan and hurried towards the imperial palace.

On Xuanniao Avenue in the early morning, the magnificent carriage of the imperial palace galloped past.

Xuanniao Avenue leads directly from north to south, with the gate of the imperial palace at one end and the gate to the south of the city at the other.

The most spacious and the most straight.

Looking ahead, Qiao Xun gradually felt a sense of being watched.

Looking closely, there is nothing.

But he was sure that there must be something extraordinary on this Xuanniao Avenue.

In Qiao Xun's impression, the last time Luo Dengxian went to see his sister in the imperial palace was Luo Xixian's 30th birthday three years ago. He will not go to other birthdays.

Even so, Luo Xixian still loves him very much.

It has to be said that this is Voldemort's greatest achievement.

Quickly entering the gate of the imperial palace, the **** leading the way outside said softly,

"Second son, and Duke Shan. Don't laugh loudly after entering the palace, and don't lift the curtain of the car to look out at will to avoid trouble."

Joe asked,

"Why is this?"

"Recently, the control of the imperial palace is more strict. However, when the queen's palace is in the palace, there is no need to be restrained."

"Why are there strict controls?"

"Second son, how can a slave be qualified to know this."

Qiao Xun nodded and said nothing more.

After that, until the Empress's palace, the Wutong Palace, the carriage was silent.

Avoid lifting the curtain and looking out, but Qiao Xun can also observe with "numerology following the sky".

He recorded what he observed in the imperial palace.

Indeed, as I said earlier, the control in the imperial palace is very strict, and there are guards patrolling everywhere.

Basically, every carriage had to be stopped for questioning, and only the carriage he rode from the Wutong Palace could pass all the way.

This sullen and depressing atmosphere is all about declaring that something happened in the imperial palace ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and something big is about to happen in Chang'an City.

Under the cloudy sky, Chang'an City is still so prosperous and lively.

But there seems to be a lack of a key spark to ignite the lead and gunpowder that have been prepared.

After arriving at the Wutong Palace, the depressing and dull atmosphere was finally swept away.

Xu Lieshan subconsciously took a long breath. It can be seen that for a person with good internal strength, the atmosphere is also very uncomfortable.

The two looked at each other and said nothing. They followed the **** who led the way into the Wutong Palace.

On the outer wall of the Wutong Palace, a huge relief sculpture of a phoenix dance was so vibrant that it seemed to fly out of the wall at any time.

In the huge garden, lotus lanterns are lit everywhere.

Columns of palace maids walked in and out with all kinds of guys in hand.

The overflowing fragrance fills the night sky.

A female official Fengyi came with a line of palace maids,

"Second son, the Empress has been waiting for a long time. Please shower and change first."

There are many rules in the palace. This is something that has always been done, and it can only be followed.

Afterwards, the palace maid led Qiao Xun to the side room to bathe and change.

As for Xu Lieshan, he could only wait outside.

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