Start with detective Li Yuanfang

"Oh! What a smell!"

He Maocai got on the boat, sniffed it, and the strong smell of medicine rushed to his face, accompanied by an indescribable rancid smell, which made people want to vomit.

He had seen corpses before, and felt that the strange smell was worse than that of dead people, so he quickly pinched his nose with one hand to stabilize his mind.

The old bustard was called before, and Liu Shiyan questioned him sternly. The other party confessed in horror, and confirmed that Du Jiuniang had been ill for no reason since years ago. More and more mysterious.

This coincided completely with the time when the Countess became seriously ill. Although there was no convincing evidence, He Maocai first sent someone to notify Chaotian Palace, and then asked Liu Shiyan for orders to visit the boat in person.

As an official in the field of criminal names, if he can really expose the Qinhuai prostitute who cursed his wife on the spot, it will be a real political achievement, and it will make a person like him from a Jinshi background stand out.

as for the danger
"This prostitute has learned the spell of harming people from somewhere, and now he is dying, relying on a few maidservants to survive, let alone the power to protect himself, what am I afraid of her?"

"The arresters in the city are a bunch of drunks and rice bags. If they come, they will only do bad things. If other officials are called to come, the credit will be taken away."

"Only me!"

He Maocai comforted himself, his desire for promotion suppressed his fear of the gloomy environment, and he tiptoed over to him.

Painted boats originally refer to beautifully decorated boats, which are convenient for swimming on the water and enjoying the scenery on both sides of the river during banquets. However, many of the painted boats on the Qinhuai River are the personal residences of famous prostitutes, which are quite distinctive.

Du Jiuniang's painting boat is one of them. Even at night, you can see a bit of the luxury of the past. How many benefactors spend money in it, and the decoration is naturally resplendent.

It's just that now, all the windows for viewing the scenery on both sides are sealed, and the surrounding rooms are also deserted, with no popularity, and no atmosphere of joy in the past.

But the further you walked inside, the colder the air was. He Maocai's footsteps were obviously very light, but he felt that every step he took made a loud sound, and his heart was about to jump out. He simply took off his shoes and moved forward slowly.

Finally, when he reached the innermost door, he touched it lightly and opened a gap silently. When he looked inside, the fellow Jinshi's pupils suddenly dilated.

It was supposed to be a boudoir, but it turned into a mourning hall. Eight black and white staggered cloth banners hung down and swirled gently.

There is a word on each banner, vaguely "soul", "spirit", "evil", "resentment", "anger", "slaughter", "absolute" and "death".

He Maocai wasn't sure if he was seeing the right thing, because most of his attention was attracted by a strange figure in the middle.

I couldn't see the face clearly, but I could only see the lower body kneeling, and the upper body lying limply on the ground. Three candles were lit all around, and it was revealed that this person was wearing a gold embroidered rich robe.

Those are the shrouds worn by the dead.

In addition to the woman kneeling on the ground, in the room that was arranged like a mourning hall, there were also three maidservants sitting on their knees, each holding a candle with their hands, motionless.

And in front of these four people, there seems to be a portrait hanging, and there are two huge paper figurines on the left and right, but it is not clear from He Maocai's perspective.

With numb scalp and cold body, Tong Jinshi gently closed the door.

Suddenly I don't want to be promoted.

"Let's wait for the Taoist priest to come. I'm just the head of the criminal department. How can I manage this!"

"The lower officials have searched the inside and outside of the painting boat, but they didn't dare to startle the snake, so they pretended to retreat!"

Looking at the majestic and fearless He Maocai in front of him, Liu Shiyan praised: "Master He is really bold and careful!"

Li Yan didn't expose it, and asked, "How's the situation inside?"

He Maocai described what he saw in detail. Even if Liu Shiyan didn't witness it with his own eyes, he still felt chills in his heart, and murmured, "Who taught this woman such a vicious spell? Is it a coincidence? Who did this uncle offend?" , to do such harm?"

He Maocai said: "Uncle, the evidence is conclusive at this time, let's wait for the Taoist priest from Tiangong to come here!"

Liu Shiyan frowned and said: "I don't know when the Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace will come. I have scolded the Taoist priests angrily before, and I am afraid they are together.

Jealousy is on the rise, what if this woman continues to act and harm my wife. No, I can't wait any longer!Get in now! "

"Uncle, this!"

He Maocai's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Li Yan, but Li Yan also nodded slightly: "Master He went deep into the boat, retreated safely, and proved with his own courage that there is no serious danger inside, since the Taoist priest from Chaotian Palace has not arrived for a long time, it is confirmed again Du Jiuniang's methods are harmful to people, so it's better for us to go in and take a look inside now."

He Maocai had no choice but to call the former spies, gather a group of people, and board the boat again.

The more people there are, the more courageous they are, especially the two leaders are firm in their steps, which makes the hearts of the others settle down.

Compared with Liu Shiyan who loves his wife dearly and feels no fear, He Maocai admires Miracle Doctor Li even more. This calm demeanor is the real calmness and peace of mind.

"Huh cough cough!"

Soon at the door of the inner room, Liu Shiyan took a deep breath, trying to gather courage, but was choked by the stench, so he simply coughed and pushed the door open.

Even though the windows were closed outside, a gust of wind suddenly blew, making the cloth flags rustle, and He Maocai and the others broke out in cold sweat, but Liu Shiyan gritted his teeth and rushed in.

He first threw himself in front of Du Jiuniang who was lying on the ground, and was about to ask questions, but when he looked forward, his body froze suddenly.

In the portrait that He Maocai hadn't seen before, there was a beautiful woman sitting upright, who was the wife he was marrying.

This painting is beautiful, but there are two huge paper figurines on the left and right.

On the white paper face, the eyes dotted with black ink are horribly black, and the facial features drawn with cinnabar ink are even more rigid and grotesque, making one feel chills all over.

What broke Liu Shiyan the most was that the bodies of the two paper figurines were covered with dense needles, and the chest of the paper figurine on the right had a row of birthday characters written on it.

"This is Xiannei's horoscope! This is exactly Xiannei's horoscope!"

Ever since his wife became seriously ill, Liu Shiyan had envisioned many possibilities, but he never expected that the reason that had tormented him for nearly a year was actually a vicious curse cast by a Qinhuai prostitute who had no memory at all.

Her facial features were distorted, her eyes were red, and with a roar, she rushed to Du Jiuniang and raised her feet.

But looking at the motionless Du Jiuniang, Liu Shiyan suddenly showed a look of impatience. He didn't step down, and wanted to vent his resentment. He kicked the maidservant next to him: "I want you to help the evil! Help the evil!"

The maid didn't dodge, she was numb all over, her eyes were clearly open, but the eyeballs didn't show any sign of turning, like a clay figurine, she fell to the side with a slap.

Their bodies fell down, without the candles that were protected by their hands, and the candles flickered suddenly.

But after shaking, the candle flame settled down again and continued to burn steadily.

"What is the purpose of lighting these candles? Do you want to take the life of my beloved wife!!"

Liu Shiyan looked ferocious, and just about to kick over the candle, he put a hand on his shoulder: "Uncle, calm down!"

Liu Shiyan struggled a few times but did not get away. After convincing others with reason, he gradually calmed down and looked at Li Yan who stopped him: "Sir, I also know that this woman is innocent, but my wife is even more innocent. Could it be that I sympathized with this irrelevant thing?" People, just sit and watch the sage howl in misery, is life better than death?"

Li Yandao: "Uncle's mood, although I can't empathize with it, I can understand it very well. Your Madam has really suffered an unreasonable disaster, but since it happened now, there must be a relatively perfect solution. Uncle, can you trust me?"

Liu Shiyan said without hesitation: "If there is no husband, my wife is still lingering on the sick bed, in great pain, and I am even more kept in the dark at this time. I never imagined that the evil spirits came from this. The great kindness of the husband to my husband and wife will never be Dare to forget, how can you not believe it?"

Li Yan nodded: "Okay, please go back to the mansion and tell Madam Zun, I will definitely lift the curse, make your husband and wife happy, return to your old life, let her wait at ease, sleep well, maybe tomorrow will be different. "

Liu Shiyan was overwhelmed when he heard that, showing sincere expectation, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

Three watch days.

The moonlight fell on the painting boat, and the light rippled slightly like water ripples. Xiaoqian looked up at
Yue, a little bit of pure white breath, condensed from it, and slowly entered her eyebrows.

After a long time, Xiaoqian stopped inhaling Yueshuang, and exhaled another mouthful of gray-black breath, which was sprayed out from the mouth in a straight line.

After practicing for a big Zhou Tian, ​​her eyes became more and more agile, and she touched the bank note in her sleeve, feeling very happy.

But the next moment, Xiaoqian sensed something again, her hair raised slightly, her illusory figure sank rapidly, and suddenly disappeared into the painting boat.

In the depths of the boat, Li Yan stood in the room where the practice was done, with his eyes slightly closed.

The woman in the gold-embroidered rich shroud no longer knelt down, but lay on the ground, with three candles burning quietly beside her.

Suddenly, a gust of dark wind blew past, the cloth banners rustled again, and the candlelight fluttered along with it.

Li Yan opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and said, "It's useless, these three life lamps can still burn for at least two months, don't you think you can't wait any longer?"

The surrounding area was quiet at first, and then there was a muffled sound outside.

The big sleeve of Li Yan's Taoist robe flicked lightly: "Do you realize that you shouldn't come here? If you don't want to harm me, keep pretending, at least at this stage, I don't have any evidence, but you dare not wait any longer , After all, this sudden renewal of life is beyond your expectation. Do you think so, madam?"

Footsteps came from behind, and a person walked slowly into the room.

Li Yan swung his sleeves, turned around, and looked at the skinny woman: "Maybe I should call your real identity Du Jiuniang?"