Chapter 302 Strange Case, Refining Qi’s Corpse

At that moment, Lord Beishen's whole body was shaking like chaff!

Time ticks by, minute by minute.

But every breath felt like ten thousand years in Beishenjun's heart.

Seconds are like years!

Extremely torture!

Finally, after more than a dozen breaths, he heard the voice of the Imperial Master.

"That's it, just rob it and that's it."

Those words clearly sounded like relief, but there was a nerve-wracking anger in his voice.

"You go out first. After you recover from your injuries, there are still things for you to do."

"Yes Yes!"

The Northern Divine Lord felt that he had just been on the verge of life and death, and now he felt like he was being pardoned. No matter why he had saved his life, he quickly kowtowed!

Kneel down and exit.

Close the door.

The Imperial Master was left alone in the secret room with an expressionless face.

Then, a sudden, old voice sounded in the secret room.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

It's like sarcasm, but also like ridicule.

The Imperial Master's face became even more gloomy.

But no matter how angry he was.

It's already a thing.

At dusk the next day.

The judge broke into the capital at night, kidnapped Princess Qi'an, defeated the Kingsguard, suppressed the defending army, and defeated the three great gods before drifting away.

Such rumors spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital in less than a day.

No matter ordinary people, dignitaries, or people from all walks of life, they are all discussing this matter.

"Let me tell you, we saw it with our own eyes last night. The judge flew over our roof! He even glanced at us!"

"What do you guys think is the relationship between this judge and Concubine Qi? There are so many beauties in the world, why do you have to break into the palace at night to rob a concubine?"

"You don't know this, right? Concubine Qi is not an ordinary concubine, but your Majesty's daughter?"

"Ah? Your Majesty is so lucky, what kind of ghost father are you talking about?"

"Hush! Silence! Do you want to be beheaded! You idiot!"

"Who knows? Anyway, my second uncle who is an official in the imperial court said that the judge is an old friend of Concubine Qi. He watched your majesty marry her with resentment, but now he has cultivated a great path and is back to pick her up!"

"Tsk! That's really the seed of infatuation!"

"..."

There are all kinds of rumors.

Everything is said, true and false, making it difficult for people to tell the truth from the truth.

On the dim streets, crowds of people were pouring in.

"You idiot, I didn't expect you to have this story?" Yu Youyu blinked and teased as he listened to the increasingly outrageous rumors.

Yu Chen glared at her, but in the face of the rumors, he could only smile bitterly.

This is really like three people becoming a tiger, and there are all kinds of legends.

He even heard rumors that someone swore that he was the emperor's illegitimate son. The emperor ran away after sowing the seeds, leaving his mother and daughter to live among the people. His mother's tragic death also made him extremely resentful of the court. Now he is returning to the palace after gaining power. Revenge was taken.

Taking away Concubine Qi was only the first step. His purpose was to make Emperor Qiyuan lose everything.

Don't be too outrageous.

Yu Chen quickly took Yu Youyu away, found a secluded teahouse, listened to a piece of music, watched a play, drank a pot of tea, waited until the sun set in the west, and then leisurely returned to the Mausoleum of No Return. .

After these days, Shitou has become familiar with the work of the Mausoleum of No Return. He cleans and wipes the tombstones every day. He also becomes familiar with the officials. He can receive the funeral processions by himself.

There is no need for Yu Chen to do everything himself. Whether he is at the Tomb of No Return or not is not a big problem.

——Although the rules of the Ministry of Rites are that the guardians of the tomb must stay at the tomb all year round, aren’t the rules meant to be broken?

As dusk fell, Yu Chen took Yu Yu, who still had unfinished thoughts, back to the mountain.

But as soon as I walked into the gate of the cemetery, I saw a few officials digging holes with lanterns in the distance.

Shitou was watching on the side, with several teacups and a pot of hot tea beside him.

Several officials were very polite to Shitou, of course, not just because Shitou was honest, honest and kind to others.

And his body was as strong as a bear. These officials who relied on strength to make a living felt frightened when they saw him.

Seeing Yu Chen come back, Shitou immediately stepped back and let Yu Chen appear in front.

The officials looked at the acquaintance and greeted him with a smile.

Yu Chen waved his hand and responded, looking at the top of the cart where the corpse was covered with pale cloth.

And next to the trolley, a ghost with a lot of imagination was indeed leaning there.

——He is really imaginative.

On the forehead, a huge hole was opened by an unknown object, and the gray and white brain flowers that were mixed into a ball could be seen inside, which was very oozing.

The officials were not surprised to see Yu Chen looking at the corpse with curiosity.

Many times they brought corpses up, and the young tombkeeper was very curious. It was obvious to the officials that he liked to hear the stories of these deceased people.

And they were happy to have someone listen to them blowing nonsense while they were working.

Don't show off, just get up.

The body was said to be young, probably around thirty years old. No one knew its last name, and no relative identified it.

The body was found the day before yesterday in a small alley in Xuanwu City at the foot of the mountain. Several beggars saw it and reported it to the authorities.

At this time, the Xuanwu City's Yamen had closed the case. It was said that a few drunken gangsters encountered this unlucky guy on their way home and had a conflict. They backed away and beat him to death.

As for those scoundrels, I heard that they had been caught by the court. Under torture, they were involved in several murder cases. These bastards were all considered unforgivable and had been imprisoned to be executed at a later date.

Having said that, several officials also lamented that they hadn't seen such rapid efficiency in the government for a long time.

——In the past, when they carried corpses to the tomb, most of the cases were not solved! In the end, it became an unsolved case and was left unsolved.

But when Yu Chen heard this, he only felt weird.

According to several officials, the incident happened the night before yesterday.

Even if the government caught the murderer on the spot, it had only been two days, so how could the case be completed so quickly?

OK!

Even if we have a powerful detective in Xuanxu City, he is resolute and can handle cases quickly.

But...you told me that the murderers were some scoundrels?

Yu Chen looked at the corpse.

Under the eyes of heaven, through the white cloth.

He saw the whole body of the man.

——Even though he has been dead for two days, the rich energy of heaven and earth that remains on his body still lingers. Moreover, although his physical body does not look much different from that of ordinary people, in fact, his flesh and blood are condensed and his muscles are strong. It is obviously the result of being washed and baptized by the energy of heaven and earth for a long time.

Judging from this, this man was at least a Qi practitioner in the spiritual realm during his lifetime.

A spiritual warrior and a group of scoundrels?

Even if the former stood still and let the latter carry two hammers and hit whatever he wanted, for three days and three nights, he might not be injured at all.

——How did he get beaten to death by a few scoundrels?

But Yu Chen didn't fully explain this matter, he just listened to a few officials continue to talk.

There is no doubt that they have no reason to lie to themselves.

In other words, there is only one possibility.

--scapegoat.

Those skinned scoundrels with human lives on their backs are just a few unlucky ones.

The real murderer is someone else.

After several officials buried the body, Yu Chen watched them leave before entering the house.

And the ghost who came up with the corpse also followed step by step.

After entering the room and sitting down, Yu Chen took a sip of tea before looking at the ghost in front of him.

In addition to being very imaginative, you can tell that his face is quite decent.

But those dark eyes made people shudder.

——Reluctance and resentment are like overwhelming anger in essence.

This was the emotion Yu Chen read in his eyes.

And the ghost was trying his best to suppress his anger that was about to boil.

He also seemed to understand that the person in front of him was the only one who could fulfill his last wish of never ending his life in peace.

He knelt down with a pop and said, "Sir! Those scum! They don't deserve to live!"

Immediately afterwards, the golden light of the Savior Sutra shines brightly.

The revolving door of men flashed by one by one.

Let's talk about his name, call him Huang Yue.

Huang Yue also has a sister who is ten years younger than him.

The two were orphans, without a father or a mother. They worshiped in a Taoist temple called "Wushan Temple" since they were young, practicing Qi and practicing Taoism.

But to put it bluntly, there are only three people in Wushan Temple, including the two brothers and a master.

——It is said that Wushan Temple was very glorious a hundred years ago, but as the situation changed, it gradually declined, and in the end there were only three people left.

But no matter what, the days in Wushan Temple were quite leisurely. The two brothers and sisters practiced martial arts and Taoism all day long, chopped wood and made fires, while their master was responsible for going down the mountain to slay demons and eliminate demons in exchange for spiritual baht to feed the three people.

Until eight years ago, when Huang Yue was twenty-two years old and his sister Huang Yanshu was fifteen years old, their master once went crazy while practicing martial arts. He exhausted his cultivation and was seriously injured. He knew that he would die soon.

He called the brother and sister to him, told them that his life was short, and told them not to guard this ruined Taoist temple anymore, but to go down the mountain and live out their lives in peace.

The brother and sister were grieving, but also full of confusion and fear.

——They have never been down the mountain since they were children. Where can they go?

Naturally, their two masters also thought about this matter.

The master took out a broken bowl and told the two apprentices that there had been a young man who was lost in the mountains and forests. He was so hungry that he almost fainted, so he gave him a bowl of rice and took him home.

The young man made a mark on the bowl, saying that he was a great kindness and he could not repay it. He also said that when he becomes famous in the future, he will ask the master or his descendants to bring the bowl to him. No matter what, as long as he can help, Yes, I will not give up even if I die!

And I heard that now, the young man who was once lost has become a high official in the capital, with unparalleled power.

Huang Yue's master asked the brother and sister to take the broken bowl but defected to him.

The two siblings cried and took over the broken bowl. The master seemed to have fulfilled his last wish, closed his eyes and became silent.

Huang Yue resisted crying, buried his master, and took his fifteen-year-old sister down the mountain for the first time and entered the capital.

With three parts fear and seven parts longing, we step into the rolling world of mortals.

Step into... hell.