My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

After being interrupted, Liu Bingyun suddenly exhaled heavily, blinked, and all his emotions disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if everything just now was just a dream and now he had returned to reality.

He straightened up and asked, "Do you like to laugh? You laugh all the time."

"Hahaha!" Zhang Hao laughed dryly and explained, "As the chief official of the capital, I naturally have to be amiable and friendly to the people of the capital. Uh... let's go. Your Highness hasn't been back to the capital for a long time. The streets over there are very lively. Come, I'll take you there..."

After saying that, he turned and left, and Liu Bingyun's eyes followed his back closely.

Where Zhang Hao couldn't see, Liu Bingyun's thin lips seemed to move slightly.

……

Inside Yingchun Tower.

"Sir! It's unfair!"

The madam cried like a pear blossom in the rain, as if her father had died. Yes, the official wanted to close down Yingchunlou with just one word, cutting off her source of income, which was like asking for her life.

Zhang Hao had a stern expression and remained unmoved. He spread his legs, clasped his arms, and blocked the group of crying girls and the fat old procuress into a private room on the second floor.

While crying, the madam stretched her neck to look outside, and saw that all the guests had been driven away. She felt as if her heart was broken, and she wanted to follow the guests immediately. The next moment, she rushed over with a posture of going to her death.

"If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for assaulting an official!"

Zhang Hao's words made the madam pull herself back from the brink of death. She managed to stop her fat body with difficulty. Her legs softened and she fell to the ground, waving her handkerchief and crying, "My lord! How can I live like this?"

The other members of the Jinyiwei were inevitably soft-hearted when faced with a group of girls with tearful eyes, but Zhang Hao was a woman and had no lust for beauty. Although she would not really threaten the madam with Xi Guan, it was good to scare them temporarily and make them stay here and be questioned honestly.

"Sir, all the suspicious people have been brought back to the Royal Guards. These are the next ones to come."

When the tall and strong Gao Lin glanced at them, the girls all shrank in fear. Their pitiful appearance would make anyone feel distressed.

"Okay, question them one by one. It's against the rules to question a girl alone, so you can ask them in the lobby so that other people and other girls can see, but they can't hear anything."

After a pause, he warned, "They are all girls, and there are a bunch of big and strong men. Be careful and try to be gentle. They are just cooperating with the investigation and are innocent at present."

Gao Lin smiled slightly, "Your Excellency is so decisive in handling cases and so thoughtful. It seems that I followed the right person."

"Come on! Go now!"

After cursing with a smile, Zhang Hao walked out of Yingchun Tower with his hands behind his back and took a deep breath of the fresh air.

The smell in there just now was really unbearable, all kinds of rouge smells mixed with the smell of alcohol, and the unique atmosphere of a brothel... I really don't understand why men like this kind of place.

However, she also had a hunch that she could at least get something out of Yingchun Tower. The only thing that could make the deceased spend a lot of money was to redeem the girl.

If it doesn't work, then we have to keep digging. Thinking of the methods and speed of handling the case here, Zhang Hao's resentment deepened-why is there no fingerprint and DNA technology here? ! Why!
Suddenly, there was a noise coming from the other side of the long street.

"Oh no! His Highness is injured!"

Zhang Hao was stunned.

Then, she turned around abruptly and looked around, her pupils suddenly shrank, and the uneasiness in her heart was instantly magnified infinitely.

——That’s not right, where is Liu Bingyun? !

"What Liu Bingyun, are you out of your mind? How come you slept in the library all night!"

Zhang Hao suddenly felt like someone pushed him hard.

He straightened up suddenly and looked around in confusion.

Huh? This is a library? Why is he in a library? He clearly remembered that he was trapped in a certain environment -

Wait, the environment!
Zhang Hao grabbed the book in front of him. It was the unofficial history he had read last night. It recorded a woman who disguised herself as a man as the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple and turned into a vengeful spirit after being wronged.

How did he happen to enter that illusion? Could it be that the Dali Temple official who died unjustly was the person he saw from the first person's perspective?
Why did the vengeful spirit let him witness those scenes?

Before Zhang Hao could figure out what was going on, the librarian snatched the book from his hand.

"You're really sick. If the school finds out that I stayed in the library all night, I'll lose my job. Why are there always stupid students like you?"

The librarian was so angry that he cursed as he walked.

Zhang Hao hadn't figured out the problem yet, so he naturally refused to let the administrator take the book away. So he quickly caught up with the administrator, snatched the book back from him, and held it tightly in front of him like a treasure.

"Sister, don't be angry. I want to borrow this book to read. I was so engrossed in reading it last night that I fell asleep without realizing it. I'm really sorry. I promise I won't do that again."

The administrator was in her forties, and when a 20-year-old male college student called her "sister", she immediately felt in a good mood. The anger she had in the morning disappeared in an instant, and her face was filled with smiles.

"You should have said this earlier. If you want to borrow a book, just let me know in advance. I can even let you take it home and read it overnight. There's no one in the library at night. What if you run into an accident here alone, brother?"

Zhang Hao just politely called the other person "sister", but the other person called him "brother" without any ambiguity. Zhang Hao was very helpless about this, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded, and followed the administrator to the service desk to go through the procedures for borrowing books.

The borrowing procedure here is very simple. Just report your name and the system will automatically display your student ID. After the administrator entered Zhang Hao's name, he was slightly stunned when he saw that he was from the Department of Archaeology.

"I didn't expect you to be from the Archaeology Department. No wonder you were so interested in that folklore book just now."

"I read a story in a folklore book. It said that in ancient times, there was a Jinyiwei who disguised herself as a man. She solved countless cases in her life. In the end, her identity as a woman was exposed, so she was stripped of all her honors. Then the woman turned into a wronged spirit. Has this story been passed down until now?"

After hearing what Zhang Hao said, the administrator laughed disdainfully.

"You young people just like to listen to these legends. Didn't you see? This book is classified as folklore. Folklore books are called folklore in a nice way, and feudal superstition in a blunt way. Where are the ghosts in this world? If ghosts really exist, those who have done bad things would have been killed by ghosts long ago. How could they still be alive in this world? Read more useful books when you have nothing to do, and don't waste your time on these boring things." The administrator was very angry from the beginning, and people couldn't help but wonder if she had reached menopause, so her words were so harsh.

Zhang Hao walked out with the book, still thinking about the story from last night. As soon as he walked out of the library, he received a strange call on his phone. He thought it was a harassing call, but when he answered it, he heard Han Shan's voice on the other end of the line.

"Is that Zhang Hao? I finally learned how to use this phone."

"That's not right, where did you get the phone?"

"Your parents went to visit you at your place and brought all your old things over. There was an old cell phone in it. I just saved your phone number two days ago, so I used this to call you."

Han Shan had never used this kind of modern equipment before. Now Zhang Hao suddenly heard him using it to make a call. He was shocked and couldn't react for a while.

"That's not right. We clearly came to the library together yesterday. How come I slept in the library all night and you went home?"

"Didn't you tell me to go home? You said you wanted to be alone for a while and see what would happen."

After hearing this, Zhang Hao's face suddenly became serious.

"Did I ask you to go home?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "I'll pick you up from school. Have you finished your work? Can I come to see you now?"

"Come here now, I have something to tell you."

Han Shan moved quickly and arrived at the school in less than half an hour. He saw Zhang Hao walking out with a book in his arms, looking listless, and his heart was immediately filled with worry.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to read this book until this morning before letting me go first?"

"That's right, but I found something wrong... I seemed to have inexplicably fallen into an illusion. In the illusion, I became the protagonist of this folklore book, the Jinyiwei disguised as a man."

After hearing what Zhang Hao said, Han Shan frowned, looking incredulous. He could understand every word, but why was it so confusing when they were put together?

Seeing Han Shan's expression, Zhang Hao didn't bother to explain any more and just stuffed the book into his hands.

"Take a good look at what's written in this book. The story in the book is actually very simple, but the plots I dreamed about were extremely detailed. I even remembered everyone's personality, name, and the direction of the plot. I don't know why this happened. Could it be related to the ghost in the library? When I was chatting with those girls yesterday, didn't they say there was a ghost in the library? Could it be hidden in this book?"

While Zhang Hao was talking, Han Shan had actually been flipping through the book.

The content of the book is actually not rich. The folk story that could have been portrayed as scary had most of the plot deleted due to space limitations. In the end, only a story outline was left, which just told you what the story was about but did not give a specific description of the story's development process, ending, and follow-up.

Zhang Hao took the book back and flipped through a few pages. He found that the book was published by an unknown small publishing house. He searched on his phone but could not find any information about the publishing house. He also could not find other books published by the publishing house on the school library's intranet. It seemed that there was only this one.

Now that I think about it, the appearance of this book was just a coincidence. He read so many books yesterday, but none of them interested him. Only this last one, although it looked crudely made, made him read it for a long time, and even dreamed about the relevant content. Is this really just a coincidence?
“Have you ever heard of the saying that some spirits hide in a book and then move around with the book?

Do you think that what I dreamed about last night might be the spirit hidden in this book?"

Han Shan really couldn't answer this question. He was now just an ordinary human like Zhang Hao, and he could no longer use his previous abilities to investigate things.

Moreover, Han Shan also tried it secretly when he was alone. He wanted to see if there was any place similar to the underworld in the world, but after trying around, he found nothing.

There is not even an underworld here, and he has not seen any other ghosts on the street in all the time he has been here, which is strange in itself.

Zhang Hao never said that there was no reincarnation in this world, but until now, Han Shan had never seen it with his own eyes, which made it difficult for him not to wonder if there was some accident.

Han Shan originally intended to have a good chat with Zhang Hao about this matter, but Zhang Hao's attention was now completely attracted by the book. Han Shan couldn't force him to come back, so he could only continue talking along with what he said.

"Let's go first. If all else fails, we can find someone from this publishing house and ask them from which era this story was passed down. In fact, most unofficial histories in history have prototypes. If the Jinyiwei who died unjustly that you are talking about really has a prototype, then we should be able to find relevant records in history."

Zhang Hao nodded, thinking that he must search the Internet for rumors about this matter when he got home. Even if there was only a clue, he would go and ask.

As they walked, they passed by an overpass. On the overpass, an old man wearing sunglasses was selling books at a stall. When he saw the two people passing by, he stopped them.

"Two guys, would you like to stop and take a look? I'm sure there's something you want to see."

Zhang Hao ignored him and walked straight past.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, I heard the old man shouting from behind: "I really have what you are looking for, for example, the second volume of the book in your arms is at my stall."

Zhang Hao subconsciously stopped and looked back at the old man with curiosity.

"Are you sure you have what I want?"

"I'm sure of it. You'll know if you come and see for yourself."

Under the old man's extremely tempting words, Zhang Hao still walked over.

Although Han Shan was very reluctant, he still followed. It was not that he didn't want to stay with Zhang Hao, but he felt that the old man must be lying and didn't want Zhang Hao to be fooled.

Sure enough, Zhang Hao took a folklore book from the old man. Judging from the publication number and the first edition date, it was indeed from the same series as the one in his hand, and they were two consecutive issues.

"How do you know which issue I'm holding?"

"I figured it out."

"What's the point of counting? His book is right in front of you. If you want to confirm it, you can do it anytime. Don't lie to me here."

"Haha...you might as well take a look at the contents and you will know if I am lying." (End of this chapter)