All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chapter 117 I Want To Come Back From The Dead, To Be This Witness!

Zhao Dong only felt that the dagger in his hand was a little different from the last time he was in Jinxiu Pavilion.

It didn't just stab the boy's soul, it seemed to stab something.

"Zhao Dong, even if I'm just a ghost, I'm still King An, how dare you do anything to me," the young man screamed miserably.

Seeing that the soul was not as dissipated as last time, he was still able to speak.

Zhao Dong couldn't care less about Shen Si's dagger, his face was full of ferociousness, "You are just a lonely ghost, dare to pretend to be His Highness King An, you should die!"

After finishing speaking, he drew out his dagger, aimed at the heart of the dead soul, and stabbed it fiercely.

Concubine Zhao was so shocked by this scene that she fainted.

The emperor stood up abruptly, and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Chu Yan, who had not made a sound for a long time.

"Your Majesty, beware of fraud." Chu Yan reminded in a low voice.

His brows were clear and calm, with a kind of righteousness, which made the emperor wake up suddenly.

Only then did the emperor realize that the young dead soul was probably the same as when Zhang Xianren recruited his mother and concubine back then, it was a fake.

Everything in front of me may be just a play.

The emperor couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment, whether it was anger or frustration, so he sat back down with a gloomy face.

Like the emperor, the eldest princess stood up subconsciously, wanting to rush forward.

Seeing Chu Yan stop the emperor, a sudden look flashed in his eyes.

Just at this time, the young man's screams stopped abruptly, and the ghost on the white screen, although it hadn't disappeared, remained motionless, as if it had been stabbed to death by the dagger.

Zhao Dong finally heaved a sigh of relief, let go of the hilt of his sword, and took a half step back in a collapsed state, feeling terrified for a while.

Fortunately, he stopped.Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

It was only at this moment that Zhao Dong realized how stupid it was for Zhang Xianchang to recall his soul here.

He would rather be tortured by the ghost of Polygonatum odoratum every day than let the emperor know the truth.

Compared with the king's thunderous wrath, a mere ghost is nothing.

However, it was too late after all to wake up.

How could the eldest princess let him go so easily.

"Mr. Wei, the voice of the soul is clearly Jiulang. If you insist on saying that he is not, and even killed him, what are you guilty of?" The eldest princess said coldly, "Does Jiulang's death have anything to do with you?" !"

Zhao Dong shuddered and turned around, trying to justify his actions just now: "Madam, it is not His Royal Highness An Wang, His Royal Highness An Wang has passed away for two years, and with the blessing of the Immortal Elder's Transcendent Soul Formation, he has already become an eternity Chengxian, why would he hang around here..."

"Duke Wei, you really are lying to me."

At this moment, behind Zhao Dong, the young man he thought was dead spoke again, his voice full of resentment and accusation, "You tell me clearly, as long as I commit suicide on this beam and become the leader of the soul sacrifice array in the attic In the eyes of the battle, you can protect your father and the emperor forever. No wonder you couldn't wait to kill me just now, it turns out that you are lying to me!"

"I didn't say that!" Zhao Dong never expected that King An would be so lingering.

Seeing that he had already mentioned the matter of the soul array, in a hurry, Zhao Dong subconsciously disregarded the relationship, "I didn't say anything! The soul was recruited by Zhang Xianchang, and he told you the method! This is between you and him, and has nothing to do with me. !"

As soon as these words came out, it was tantamount to admitting in disguise that what the young dead soul said was true.

King An was indeed bewitched by others, and hanged himself to death!

The attic fell into a deathly silence.

"Zhao Dong, Zhang Xianchang was originally recruited by your Duke of Wei, how do you separate yourself from him!" The emperor stood up, his majestic eyes, with thunderous anger, gritted his teeth and said: "It turns out that you killed him!" Kuro, you really deserve to die!"

Zhao Dong was terrified to the extreme, the moment he met the emperor's gaze, he realized belatedly——
No, nothing is right.

It was a trap from the beginning when Zhang Xianchang said that he had to come to the attic to kill the dead soul of Yuzhu, and that he needed to suppress the dragon energy.

Lead him to the attic, and lead him to invite the emperor himself.

The purpose is to draw out the soul of King An...

No, earlier, Zhenniang's soul was also fake!

Let him stab Zhenniang's soul to death, in order to lure him into the bait... Zhang Xianchang is also a fake!

He fell into the trap!
The strong desire to survive prompted him to try his best to find the flaws and uncover their disguise. He thought of the strangeness of the dagger just now!
"No, Your Majesty, it's all fake, all of this is fake."

In order to prove his statement, he turned around and tore the white cloth of the screen in front of him from the gap of the short sword with his bare hands.

With a "hiss", the white cloth was torn open.

Behind the screen, there was a delicate and cold face covered in gray and gray.

It's Yuzhu!
Yu Zhu's body!
The sharp dagger was stuck in the heart of the corpse.

The candlelight in the corner illuminated Yuzhu's face in a dim light.

Everyone could only see his cold, dark eyes staring at Zhao Dong.

This battle almost scared Zhao Dong's soul away.

Zhao Dong hurriedly backed up a few steps, steadied his mind, and had the luck to survive the catastrophe, and hurriedly said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, look, he is not King An, he is Yuzhu, it is him, and after death he turns into an evil ghost. Disturbing King An's rest here, the lower officials will let Zhang Xianchang act here. This ghost is insidious and cunning, and pretends to be King An, trying to provoke the relationship between our monarch and his ministers..."

"Zhao Dong..." Yu Zhu's body reached out to pull out the dagger from his chest, and walked out from behind the screen alone with stiff steps.

The attic was dark, and no one saw him. There were a few extremely thin silk threads winding behind him.

One end of the thread was connected to the fingertip of "Zhang Xianchang" who had fainted on the ground.

Yu Zhu's body took two steps in Zhao Dong's direction, and made a stiff voice, "Didn't you just say that King An has become a fairy? Now why do you say that I disturbed him so that he cannot rest in peace?"

At the same time, another phantom appeared in the lower half of the screen that had not been completely torn apart, "Duke Wei, I told you to finish talking. Is it because you feel that the dead can't speak, so it's easy to bully?"

And this sound was clearly the voice of a boy again!
One corpse, one soul, each making a sound, all attacking Zhao Dong.

Before seeing Yuzhu's body, Zhao Dongshang could still tell himself that this was a trap, a scam.

But at this moment, Yu Zhu's body was standing in front of him alive, talking to him...

It is exactly the same as the red-clothed ghost seen in the temple of longevity!
Zhao Dong was terrified immediately, and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, "It's Zhang Xianzhang, I was bewitched by Zhang Xianzhang, it wasn't me, don't come looking for me!"

"Hehe." Yuzhu's body bowed his head towards him, "You let someone knock me out, drag me to the ice cellar of the East Palace, and bleed and dismember my body, so as to put the blame on King Ning. Could it be that you were also bewitched by Zhang Xianzhang?"

"You're talking nonsense! I have no grievances with you, so why did I hurt you so much?" Zhao Dong broke down to the extreme, but he was still stubborn.

Yuzhu looked at him, and said in a stiff voice: "Two years ago, you deceived King An into the Jinxiu Pavilion of Duke Wei's mansion, pretending to be the soul of Concubine Lian, saying that the Liang family had committed a lot of crimes, that they were punished in hell and could not be reincarnated. This is to deceive King An, just like Emperor Li of the Yun Kingdom, who sacrificed his body and soul to the soul array."

"You tell King An that only in this way can the dead souls of the Liang clan be saved, and the curse of Emperor Lie can be broken, so that the emperor will not have to worry about it anymore. That's why King An chose to commit suicide."

"I happened to come across this matter by accident when I came to the mansion to send the concubine's handwritten scriptures, so you became murderous."

"You think that after I die, there will be no witnesses to expose this matter, don't you?"

"Today, I am going to come back from the dead to be the witness for King An!"

Every time Yuzhu said something, the emperor's face became gloomy, and at the end, his forehead was bruised due to extreme anger and pain...

Everything he said was true.

In this world, no living person knows the truth.

Zhao Dong was all hopeless, he finally believed that no one was pretending to be a ghost, Yuzhu really "resurrected from the dead".

He deeply understood that this time, he was really doomed, and the Zhao family was really doomed too!

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