Chapter 0002: Dream

Wei Yuanwei was surprised, replying to the email at this time

It is not so difficult for Wei Yuan to accept that these few individuals can slay demons and eliminate evil.

There is fog, a white, silken mist enveloping the buildings, and faintly, a clear sound can be heard, as if someone is singing opera, a female voice, a danjiao, singing beautifully. It seems that... there is also a river, a small river, the sound of flowing water permeating the mist, sometimes near, sometimes far.

Fuchun Community

Unless they oversee not only humans but also the fairies and monsters of various states and counties

A low, furious tiger roar suddenly erupted beside Wei Yuan's ear, causing his vision to blur and a muffled groan to escape his lips. The entire world seemed to shatter inch by inch, and Wei Yuan felt his body sink heavily, plummeting downwards. In the end, the woman in the red shoes let out a piercing scream, her face pale as death, with pitch-black eyes devoid of any whites.

Having a bit of strength in hand does not necessarily guarantee that the opponent will succumb to physical dominance

It is also a time when the阴气 is at its peak

Nobles, relatives of the emperor, and those below the rank of the Three Dukes, have no distinction of high or low status

... ...

Wei Yuan closed his eyes after reviewing the materials

Just as he was about to shut down, he suddenly caught sight of a post in the forum and casually clicked on it

... ...

Therefore, this waist badge serves as the identification of the Grand Han's Inspector of the Capital. Now that I have taken this token, I must capture this red embroidered shoe? Hmm, capture a ghost?

The position is in the capital, and it oversees all the external prefectures without exception

Wei Yuan sighed inwardly, his attention drawn to the red embroidered shoes. With a red base and golden embroidery, they exuded an enchanting and eerie quality, yet also conveyed an indescribable sense of elegant beauty. A strange feeling of familiarity arose within him. Wei Yuan turned his head to look, and they were exactly the same as the red embroidered shoes on the white paper, with no differences in detail. He instinctively tried to zoom in, but found nothing; the photo had already been deleted by the administrator.

Wei Yuan walked forward uncontrollably

If you cannot provoke it, then avoid it

The Inspector of the Capital, formerly known as the Crouching Tiger

A homicide occurred in the Fuchun Community of Quanshi, and the victim was a young girl. Alas, it is unknown who committed the act. Everyone in the city should be cautious, as it could very well be the work of a psychopathic killer or something similar. Young girls should refrain from going out at night, and those staying home should ensure their doors are securely locked

Between him and that woman, the square water well that separated them had the sound of water growing increasingly clear

The pair of shoes has already been taken away by the police, and he has no way to obtain them in order to capture the suspect. Moreover, even if they had not been taken away, he does not intend to actually pursue the red embroidered shoes based on the words written on the white paper.

He opened the photo attached to the email, revealing an old-fashioned windowsill painted green. Due to the wind and sun exposure, the paint was slightly peeling. Behind the window, many shelves were visible, with the closest one displaying several white paper figures, their lips a vivid red, appearing to both cry and smile.

He is in an unfamiliar place

The phenomenon quickly disappeared.

What a pity, so young

After finishing his busy work, it was already evening. Wei Yuan casually made a bowl of noodles and ate it hastily before lying down on the bed.

He was a military official in ancient China

Wei Yuan's fingers tapped on the keyboard, and the search engine displayed records related to the Inspector of the Imperial Guard. His eyes remained fixed on the text above without blinking, while beside him lay the peculiar and eerie waist token of the Tiger, along with a sheet of white paper filled with numerous additional characters.

The path I came from has vanished, and four three-story wooden buildings surround a square courtyard. The red silk that was once hanging everywhere has inexplicably turned white, drifting and swaying in the mist, producing a rustling sound.

There is an air of peculiarity about this matter in every aspect

I tapped the keyboard to turn the page of the document and continued to read on

Without further ado, during the court assembly, arriving late but leaving early, holding high positions and wielding power is indeed true, but they are merely ancient inspectors. This has nothing to do with the matters inscribed on this white paper, which pertain to the investigation of witchcraft and the execution of supernatural beings.

A moment later

Outside, dogs are barking incessantly, and the night owls are howling like crying infants. Wei Yuan yawns, gets up to pour a cup of warm water, and feels that the floor seems a bit damp, as if a cup of water has been knocked over. The Huyao badge lies quietly on the bedside table. He reclines on the bed, leaning against the pillow, and habitually scrolls through his phone, with only this light illuminating his face.

Open the email

Then continue to tidy up this small room

However, he was able to confirm that the embroidered shoes worn by the deceased were identical to those depicted on the white paper

This is the inherent trust that people living in modern China have in the police

It is a building, a three-story wooden structure, adorned with red satin drapes on the upper floors

After a tiring day of moving luggage and cleaning the house, Wei Yuan, exhausted, quickly fell into a deep sleep

Folklore Museum

Wei Yuan walked forward uncontrollably in the mist

He glanced at the quiet nameplate, then casually typed the words "red embroidered shoes" into the browser to start searching. However, there was not much useful information, aside from some ambiguous ghost stories in the forums and a few popular gilded red embroidered soft shoes on the homepage of a certain treasure site, which appeared antique and had a certain ancient charm.

Um... what time is it

It is no wonder that it is considered abnormal to have modern people wear the remnants of the three-inch golden lotus from ancient times

Ding dong, you have a new email

It is a list

Cao Cao once held the position of Inspector of the Capital in his earlier years

Wei Yuan paused for a moment, scrolled down the webpage to continue reading, and clicked on that post. He saw a somewhat blurry photo, which appeared to be taken secretly. A woman had her face covered with a white cloth, revealing only her long, thick black hair, which seemed freshly washed and was still dripping with water. On her feet were a pair of blood-soaked three-inch golden lotus shoes embroidered in red.

However, words truly appeared on the original blank paper, along with a pair of red embroidered shoes, with a red base and gold embellishments, which seemed to emit a faint glow, looking quite enchanting and eerie. The burning sensation transmitted from Wei Yuan's fingers had not yet dissipated, and waves of sharp pain reminded him that what had just occurred was not a figment of his imagination

With ordinary eyesight, one cannot see ghosts, nor can one easily remember ghostly dreams. He completely forgot the events of the dream he just had, and he did not understand why he suddenly woke up. He reached under his pillow and took out his phone, glancing at it; the current time was 3:00 AM

Arrived at a siheyuan.

A woman sits by the well, her head lowered as she gazes at Wei Yuan, her feet resting in a pair of three-inch soft shoes with red soles and gold embellishments

In the house of Quan City, Wei Yuan groggily opened his eyes and yawned

This is a job offer letter, with a salary of 5,000 per month, including meals and accommodation, and the destination is ... ...

First it was Zhang Fei, and after Zhang Fei's death, it was Zhuge Liang

Beneath that tree is a well, a square stone well

Entering the palace, one should take the middle path to designate oneself as an envoy; during each meeting, one should arrive later and leave earlier.

In ancient times, during the hour of the Tiger, the Yin energy reached its peak, about to turn and decline, while the Yang energy was about to rise, marking the transition between day and night

Wei Yuan muttered to himself a couple of times, casually closed the webpage, and opened the job recruitment site to continue sending out resumes. Having failed the postgraduate entrance examination and missed the recruitment period, there were already few companies hiring. Moreover, since Quan City is not large and not very developed, there are even fewer places looking for employees. After searching around, he sent out a few emails.

The sound of flowing water emanates from within

Moreover, it is unnecessary to mention that he still lacks much strength; to foolishly seek out that red embroidered shoe ghost is akin to looking for a toilet with a lantern, which is simply courting death. One should eat according to their appetite; seeking death should not be done in such a manner.

Wei Yuan soon fell asleep and, in a daze, had a dream

The so-called arrest warrant of the Wohu waist牌 was something he had no intention of getting involved with. However, with a murder case occurring in the neighboring community, and the possibility of supernatural involvement, he felt a bit uneasy. Upon seeing this item that could identify spirits, he considered using the Wohu waist牌 as a talisman for protection and casually placed it on the bedside table

He has been bold since childhood, reaching out to grab the waist badge, turning it over and examining it from all angles, finding nothing unusual. When he touches the white paper, he does not feel any sting. Wei Yuan furrowed his brow, his gaze falling on the computer beside him

Suddenly

Wei Yuan came to his senses, covering his fingers, and looked hesitantly at the items on the table

During the Han Dynasty, the last few officials of the Inspectorate were appointed.

Isn't that just next door

Recalling the recent post, it was only after hearing the siren of the police car that the badge reacted. It was evident that the red embroidered shoes had already been taken away. Wei Yuan felt a sense of relief in his heart, no longer experiencing the earlier doubts and subtle fears.

The waist牌 lay quietly there, exactly the same as before

In the middle stands a gnarled old locust tree, which has already withered away, its branches and forks adorned with white silk ribbons