Zhao Ming opened his mouth, wiped his face, lowered his head, and looked a little gloomy.

"Of course I believe it. I always believe you, little master."

Chu Hanxing was slightly startled. He raised his head again and said with a hearty smile: "Now I have the ability to help you. Even if there is an abyss ahead, I, Zhao Ming, will never give up."

"Come with me."

Zhao Ming drank the jar of wine, burped, stood up crookedly, straightened his back suddenly, and took a step forward.

His hand was placed on the mourning stick at his waist, like a guard with a knife, silent and firm, without the careless look in the past.

Because the real Zhao Ming has never been a Hei Wuchang who is greedy for money and loves to drink bad wine.

Chu Hanxing followed him and said: "It's very tiring to be a yinshi. After this incident, you should take a good rest."

Zhao Ming looked forward and pursed his lips tightly.

The two entered the tenth hall, stepped through several white mist, and three doors appeared in front of them.

"Here we are." Zhao Ming pointed to one of the doors. "You can go back to the past by entering this door. The past is an established fact and cannot be changed. You can only watch."

This means that the man in black cannot change, but he can leave at any time, while Chu Hanxing must go through it completely.

Chu Hanxing handed Chu Bai to Zhao Ming: "Help me take care of it."

Chu Bai burst into tears, but she didn't act coquettishly and said she would go with him.

Chu Hanxing stepped forward and put his palm on the door, Zhao Ming's voice came from behind.

"I'll wait here for you to come out."

Chu Hanxing nodded slightly, opened the door, stepped forward, and was suddenly enveloped in a burst of soft white light.

…

"National Master, recently some people walking on the street fell to the ground and died for no reason. There are rumors outside that it was the National Master who violated the law of heaven and was punished by heaven.

Of course I don’t believe it, so it would be better for the Imperial Master to offer three sacrifices and wine as a sacrifice to heaven in public, so as to prevent the common people from spreading false rumors and spreading rumors.”

Chu Hanxing raised his eyes and saw that the emperor under his crown had a cold expression, and it was Duan Chaosheng's face.

"Yes." She said.

The emperor looked at her, turned and left: "I will go and prepare."

Chu Hanxing lowered his eyes and spread his palms. The palm prints were exactly the same.

"The Imperial Master..." The female official hurriedly entered the palace, "A concubine died of unknown reasons, and the imperial doctor could not find out. Her mother insisted that she was poisoned and framed. The Queen invites you to go and do an autopsy."

"Let's go."

Chu Hanxing looked at her and Gao Min's expressions and sighed inaudibly.

When the two of them walked to the entrance of the palace, Chu Hanxing's ears twitched, and he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and met the eyes of Chu Bai who had just woken up and poked his head out.

Chu Bai opened his round eyes, a little confused and confused.

Chu Hanxing's heart moved slightly, he hid the look in his eyes, and left with the female officer.

"Master, please take a look, what's going on with the empress? Why did she suddenly lose her temper..."

A woman covered her face and cried bitterly. She knocked her head on the ground and saluted Chu Hanxing.

"Get up."

Chu Hanxing came to the concubine's bedside, checked her pulse, and opened her eyelids to check.

"It's a sudden heart attack."

The woman was shocked: "How is it possible? My wife has been in good health since she was a child, lively and active, and has no heart disease."

"This situation is exactly the same as that of the people outside." A doctor said, "Obviously, he was in good health, but he had never suffered from related diseases, but he suddenly died of a serious illness..."

"this……"

Everyone focused their attention on Chu Hanxing.

Since the plague passed, three or five people would fall down and die for no reason from time to time. At first no one noticed, but then there were more people and no symptoms could be found, so the people became panicked.

He was obviously in good health before his death, but he contracted an inexplicable illness and died immediately. It was simply too strange.

No one knows whether he will be the next one to fall, and people are terrified.

During the court meeting, the Imperial Preceptor pointed out that it was a tactic of being tired of winning, and massacred the entire village, finally ending.

But there are rumors that the people in the village have no souls at all, which means that they are driven by God. It was the Imperial Preceptor who went against God's will and saved people who should not be saved. She spread the prescription outside the Great Wall so that those who should be saved can

People who died from the plague survived.

Now, the law of heaven wants to punish them and make them make up for this gap. If the national master's prescription saves one person, the law of heaven will accept one person. If he saves a hundred people, he will accept a hundred people. If he saves a thousand people, he will accept a thousand people.

So back and forth.

Not many people believed it at first, but not long after the national master massacred the village, more people died one after another.

In the feudal era, people were very superstitious, so your majesty asked the national master to hold the sacrificial ceremony.

The queen began to make arrangements for the concubine's burial, and everyone dispersed.

It was dark, Chu Hanxing stood at the highest point, and the sky was full of stars. But strangely, the light of the Southern Dipper was extremely dim, and it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Chu Hanxing frowned slightly and took out the ancient book to check.

Although she cannot change the past, her behavior is not under control.

There are few relevant records, and most of them are observation records from the Qintian Monitor. They only say that two hundred years ago, the originally very bright Southern Dipper suddenly dimmed one day, and could no longer be lit in the following years.

Chu Hanxing looked through ancient books but couldn't find out what was the reason.

"Master." The female officer came over with a lantern, "It's almost time."

Chu Hanxing nodded, and the female officer put down the lamp and glanced at the ancient book, "The Imperial Master is checking why the six stars in the Southern Dipper are dim and dull?"

"Do you know?" Chu Hanxing asked.

The female official said slowly: "Two hundred years ago, there was a great plague, which killed countless people. No prescriptions worked, and the people prayed to gods and Buddhas to no avail.

But one day, a man who was seriously ill with the plague and was about to die worshiped Nan Douxingjun in a temple near his home. He was so weak that he stayed in the temple for one night and miraculously recovered the next day."

"There is no record of this matter in the book, and I only heard what my grandmother told me.

Chu Hanxing stroked the pages of the book thoughtfully, and the female officer continued: "The neighbors saw with their own eyes that he was pale, weak, and about to die at any time. He became very lively when he came out of the temple, and could eat three bowls at a meal, so they all

Go to the temple to worship Lord Nan Douxing."

"It's amazing to say that things really got better after worshiping him. He spread the word to ten people and hundreds of people. Everyone went to worship Lord Nandou Star. The incense was more prosperous than ever before. Statues of Lord Nandou Star were enshrined in various places. The plague gradually dissipated.

At first, everyone continued to offer incense to Lord Nan Dou Xing, but as time went by, the incense returned to normal, but it was much better than before. However, something happened and the people stopped worshiping him."

Chu Hanxing: "What's the matter?"

Female officer: "One day there was lightning and thunder, and it was pouring rain. A woman was about to give birth. There was a temple nearby where she could take shelter from the rain, so she went in to wait for the birth. It happened to be the temple of Lord Nandou Xingjun.

The woman's fetus was well nourished, and the midwife said she could give birth smoothly. However, the woman not only had a difficult delivery, but also had a stillborn fetus. She also suffered from severe bleeding, killing one person and two others.

Her husband was so grieved that he pointed at the statue and cursed him for being indifferent and indifferent to his wife's difficult delivery. Within two days, her husband also contracted a strange disease and died.

Some good people said that Nan Dou Xingjun was a god, but he did not regard all living beings as equal and was extremely arrogant. Not long after, this good man also got a strange disease, and even the people in the village got abscesses.

They were so frightened that they quickly admitted their mistake, offered incense and kowtowed. Every household came to kowtow, but there was still no improvement.

Someone was so angry that he picked up a hoe and smashed the statue on the spot. After this, everyone actually got better.

Then smallpox broke out again, and the people once again knelt down and prayed for the protection of Lord Nan Dou Xing, but they still could not stop the coming of death.

It didn't work, so of course no one knelt down to worship him anymore. The temple of Nandou Xingjun stopped offering incense, the statue became thick with dust, and the temple gradually became dilapidated.
Chapter completed!