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

Those people, without exception, all slightly bowed their backs.

There are black tattoos on their faces.

Shen Lingxi looked at those people from a distance, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

She finally vaguely guessed what Xiang Zhou's method of breaking the game was.

"What is she going to do?" Chu Yan stood up, walked towards Shen Lingxi, stopped a foot away from her, looked outside and asked.

Shen Lingxi looked at the distance he deliberately kept from her, and her eyebrows moved slightly.

She was not in a hurry to answer his question, but instead said to him: "Please come closer, Your Highness."

Chu Yan raised her phoenix eyes slightly: "Aren't you afraid of the evil spirit on my body?"

"I want to give it a try." Shen Lingxi told the truth: "If the evil spirit on Your Highness affects me, it will definitely affect her as well."

Chu Yan would not be willing to let the evil spirit on his body hurt her.

But thinking that when Tai Shumei woke up that morning, she was not affected by him.

"It shouldn't be affected." He said, taking two small steps forward.

Shen Lingxi didn't feel any resistance at all.

"Come closer," she said again.

Seeing that she was fine, Chu Yan simply walked over to her.

Nothing happened.

"How?" Chu Yan asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Lingxi shook her head.

Since it has no influence, why would Tai Shumei avoid Chu Yan?

Shen Lingxi couldn't figure it out for a while, so she stopped looking into it for the time being and turned her head to look outside.

To answer the question raised by Chu Yan just now: "Sorcerers who perform the witch blessing ceremony all the year round will get used to bowing slightly and leaning forward slightly. Most of them have tattoos on their faces. These people are all witch doctors."

"Da Siming has been in charge of the Medicine Palace for more than ten years, and all the witch doctors in Yunjiang were cultivated by the Medicine Palace, so even if Da Siming died in these years, Urda can still use these witch doctors to replace him. Collect souls and refine them."

"Witch doctors are well-known among the people, especially in the years since the death of the saint, witch doctors have become popular in Yunbian City. He probably wants to use these witch doctors to rectify the evil name of the body 'witch'."

When Chu Yan heard the words, a sudden look appeared on his face.

Shen Lingxi hesitated for a while, then turned to look at him and said, "If the witch doctor comes forward to rectify the name of that body, His Royal Highness's Crown Princess has nothing to do with ghosts and gods. In time."

"Are you willing to put aside the matter of ghosts and gods?" Chu Yan asked back.

Shen Lingxi was silent for a few breaths: "I am a ghost right now."

"Then why should I put aside the matter of ghosts and gods?" Chu Yan did not turn his head, looked into the distance, and corrected again in a serious tone: "My princess is you."

Shen Lingxi gripped the bamboo stick in her hand, not knowing what to say for a while.

She turned her head to look outside, but within a few words, Mu Huai'an and his soldiers had already captured 30 to [-] people from the crowd.

That day, after the witch doctor was caught in Si Mansion, Shen Lingxi did not find anything useful from the witch doctor.

Although they are witch doctors, they are also ordinary people. They just know some witch blessing rituals and the art of healing and saving lives under the cultivation of the Medicine Palace.

They believed what the master said, sealing the relics of the dead in a black porcelain altar can make the dead bathe in the blessings of the gods, so they worked tirelessly to enshrine the porcelain altar in the ruins of the altar.

And this time I went up to the mountain to petition, and I firmly believed that this altar was blessed by the gods.

At this moment, those witch doctors were captured by the soldiers, and their expressions were panicked.

The people naturally recognized their identities and became more and more restless.

"Kill the witch!"

"Kill the witch!"

The voices of the people are getting louder and louder.

If it hadn't been for Chu Yan deliberately beating Xiao Rui just now, the Xiao family army might not be able to "stop" those resentful and angry people at this moment.

Shen Lingxi saw that Tai Shumei followed Xiang Zhou's soul to those witch doctors and said something.

A look of shock appeared on the witch doctor's face.

Immediately afterwards, they followed Tai Shumei respectfully and walked up to the altar that had been abandoned for many years.

Tai Shumei took off the veiled cap on her head, revealing her unparalleled beauty.

Under Xiang Zhou's guidance, she took off the gorgeous hairpin on her head, and let her black hair hang down like a cloud.

The crimson dress fluttered in the cold wind, as if coming from the wind, like a god descending.

The witch doctors bowed to her with their palms up, and danced a witch dance around the altar.

Looking from a distance, with the foil of these witch doctors, the Taishu Mei in the middle of the altar added a bit of divinity.

"Saint...like a saint..."

"It's a saint! It's a saint!"

"The saint is back!"

In the crowd, there were exclamations one after another in an instant.

The people who were still boiling with resentment knelt down on the ground one after another with their palms up and tears in their eyes.

Not only them, even the Xiao family army that Xiao Rui brought up the mountain this time stopped their movements and knelt down in the direction of the altar.

Xiao Rui's complexion turned black.

Xiang Zhou is the Chief Commander of the Yao Palace, and also Shen Lingxi's teacher.

He is naturally familiar with the details of the prayer dance.

It's just that although Tai Shumei is good at dancing, she is not good at this kind of ritual dance. In order to maintain the superficial "spiritual resemblance" and avoid leaking flaws, Xiang Zhou only showed her some very simple movements.

With those witch doctors on the sidelines, it seemed like that for a while.

After a while, the only ones standing on the top of the mountain were the Hei Jiawei and the Mu Family Army brought up by Mu Huai'an.

This is the influence of the Holy Maiden in Yunjiang.

Even if she has been dead for six years, even if the altar has been destroyed.

But as long as she appears——

Even if the person above is just a toddler in Handan, he can make the people submit.

"Back then, why did His Highness order the altar to be destroyed?"

Shen Lingxi looked at the scene in front of her, recalled the doubts that had been haunting her heart, and asked directly: "The Saintess of Yunguo has been passed down for nearly a hundred years. If the Great Zhou wants to consolidate the imperial power in Yunjiang, even if the Saintess dies, the existence of the altar , is also a symbol, so..."

"It has nothing to do with these things." Chu Yan turned to look at her, and cut off her words for the first time: "Back then, the dark guards received a tip that someone kidnapped boys and girls up the mountain in a village near Yunbian City. After being taken captive to the mountain, he disappeared, and the hidden guards were still in the imperial tomb, and found the pool of blood."

Shen Lingxi sat up straight unconsciously.

The pool of blood recruited was naturally not her soul.

Chu Yan paused, and then said: "The dark guards caught the confidant of the chief minister, and after the interrogation, the chief minister wanted to summon the soul of the saint, so he used human sacrifices. Almost everyone in the medicine palace has a share."

"I know that if she is alive, she will definitely not be willing to see someone take her order to do such evil things, so I ordered the destruction of this place."

"Although the Holy Maiden has been passed down from generation to generation in the Yun Country and has a far-reaching influence, but she is dead, so what if she can influence the world again?"

"Ordinary people's life is nothing more than food, clothing and warmth, and no worries about food and clothing. If the Great Zhou can protect the peace of Yunjiang and let them live and work in peace, why worry about the instability of the imperial power? It does not need to be at the cost of destroying their inherited beliefs."

"It's me." Shen Lingxi said modestly: "You shouldn't speculate about His Highness's motives."

Chu Yan turned his head to look outside, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "You don't have to feel sorry, you have different positions, and you should question me. I'm very glad that you can ask me directly and give me a chance to explain."

These words made Shen Lingxi feel a little surprised.

What do you mean by different positions...

Could it be that he discovered her identity?
Shen Lingxi turned to look at Chu Yan, suspiciously probing: "What does His Highness mean by 'position'?"

"What do you think?" Chu Yan asked back without looking back, looking into the distance.

His tone was extremely light, as if he was afraid of running away from something.

However, the phalanges of the hand that was hidden in the sleeve and held behind him were restrained and tensed.

Shen Lingxi looked at Chu Yan's almost gentle side face.

I just feel that at this moment, there seems to be a very thin window paper between her and him.

With just one click, everything can be seen clearly.

She wanted to stretch out her hand to poke it, but reason made her clenched her hand again.

Now she can become a ghost attached to the corpse.

Tomorrow may be the soul scattered in the wind.

If you can't give, you shouldn't ask.

It is not necessary to see every single thing clearly in this world.

"Your Highness probably thinks that I am asking you the question just now in the name of the owner of this corpse, that's why I said 'different positions'." Shen Lingxi pretended to be relaxed.

She used "you".

Respectful and distant.

Chu Yan's eyes drooped slightly.

I thought that she would trust him without reservation and tell him her identity.

Unexpectedly, it was still close.

It's okay, he can wait.

"You guessed right." Chu Yan pretended to be calm, "Now that you are possessed in the body of the saint, in my eyes, it is naturally difficult to separate you from her."

But you can see my body and Tai Shumei as two people.

Shen Lingxi looked at him and said silently in her heart.

Some questions, although not asked, have been answered.

It's just that she should neither ask nor listen to the question and answer.

The two agreed and fell silent.

Shen Lingxi turned her head and looked into the distance.

On the ruins of the altar, with Taishu Mei's slightly stiff prayer dance, smoke billowed from the ruins of the imperial tomb.

On the side of the altar, those black porcelain altars dug out from the ground, which were built high, also followed Tai Shumei's dance steps, and were smashed by the witch doctor arranged by her with a stone hammer.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

The sound of the broken porcelain altar was as dense and rhythmic as the drums during prayers.

It also added strength to the dance steps of Tai Shumei's blessing.

Finally, the long prayer was over, and Tai Shumei personally took the torch from the witch doctor, and lit the dry firewood laid out near the porcelain altar.

The raging fire soared into the sky.

Tai Shumei stepped down from the altar and stood in front of the crowd.

She said to the crowd in a pretentiously cold voice: "Today, in the name of the saint, I follow the will of the gods and burn this place down. You leave quickly and don't want to stay here."

"No!" The people responded in unison.

"Blessed by the gods, the saint will live forever!"

"Blessed by the gods, the saint will live forever!"

The people sang in unison, and the sound resounded through the mountain stream.

In the extinct Yun Kingdom, the common people congratulate the emperor as "Long Live", and congratulate the Holy Maiden as "Yongshou".

This greeting has been fine in the past.

But in the seventh year after the country's subjugation, in front of the Prince of Great Zhou, the people shouted so loudly, but even Tai Shumei, the former emperor and empress who had come back from the dead, felt that it was outrageous to the point of "rebellious, urging her to die early" .

Xiang Zhou probably didn't expect such a situation, so he hurriedly winked at his uncle.

Tai Shu Mei rolled her eyes and fainted.

Trying to make the illusion of being possessed by a ghost to avoid future accountability from the court.

Since she stepped down from the altar, the servant girl who has been accompanying her has been supporting her body that is about to fall with sharp eyes and hands.

Seeing this, the common people believed even more firmly that the Crown Princess was possessed by a saint, and they dared not disobey the will of the ghosts and gods, and rushed down the mountain spontaneously.

A riot that was likely to turn into a bloody riot has been eliminated without any bloodshed so far.

Shen Lingxi looked at the witch doctors who went down the mountain with the people, and said to Chu Yan: "Witch doctors are the products of Yunjiang under the belief of saints for so many years. They have a large number in Yunjiang, and they have always been under the jurisdiction of Xiang Zhou. Just now, Tai Shu Mei must have given some kind of secret signal under Xiang Zhou's instruction, so that they would bow their heads and be convinced."

"These witch doctors are deceived by Xiang Zhou and Uerda, so they will help others without knowing it. Please send someone to find out what the secret signal Xiang Zhou convinced them is, so that we can cut off the relationship between Tai Shumei and them." connect."

"As for the current trend of respecting witch doctors in Yunjiang, it should be avoided rather than blocked. Your Highness can order people to set up Hui Medical Bureau and Medical Medicine in Yunjiang, compile a list of existing witch doctors, restrain them and train them, and separate witch doctors from doctors. I believe it will be impossible. In the past few years, the common people only believe in witch doctors, and it will gradually be corrected."

As long as the matter of Yunjiang is mentioned, Shen Lingxi can be said to be eloquent.

As a saint, she has been honored and trusted by the people of Yunjiang for so many years, and what she wants to do most is to do her best to repay this trust.

The saint is the head of the witches in Yunjiang, and the witches are the common people, her subjects, and even her followers.

She also wants to find a way out for them.

"You should do these things yourself as a princess. I don't worry if I leave it to others, and they can't do it well." Chu Yan looked at her sideways and said seriously: "So, when do you plan to, come back to me?"

"almost."

Shen Lingxi avoided his gaze and looked into the distance.

Xiang Zhou's soul was floating towards them.

She said meaningfully: "There is one last thing, I want to find out, only in this way can we ensure nothing goes wrong..."

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Mu Huai'an rushed to Wang's tent as soon as he finished what Tai Shumei had told him to do.

Along with him, there is also Yun Wang who was "persuaded" by Chun Jun to return.

In front of Xiao Rui, Tai Shumei naturally did not dare to "wake up", after all, they are deadly enemies now.

If Xiao Rui is determined to report today's events to the imperial court.

The four words "Saint Eternal Life" can easily make Taishu Mei face the felony of decapitation.

Chu Yan, Mu Huai'an, and Yun Huang all knew that Xiang Zhou's dead soul was floating in the king's tent, so they naturally sang their own plays well.

But when he was going down the mountain, Mu Huai'an was planning to take Shen Lingxi, the "suspect", away for interrogation—

But he was stopped by Chu Yan, "Since he is the accomplice of the murderer who assassinated the princess, Gu must not let him go. This case must be tried by Gu himself."

"Chun Jun." He said expressionlessly: "Take this girl to the lonely carriage, go back to the palace, lock her in the Shenming Palace, and see if her accomplices will come to rescue her."

Mu Huai'an had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat.

He was very angry.

But the ghost couldn't see the flaw, so he had to respectfully bow to him.

Let Chunjun take Shen Lingxi to Chu Yan's carriage.

However, what Mu Huai'an didn't know was——

This time Chu Yan was riding up the mountain.

In his carriage, Tai Shumei was sitting.

Going back this time, since Chu Yan wanted to ride in a carriage, he had to ride with Grand Uncle Mei.

In this way, the crown prince and princess concubine shared a carriage, adding Shen Lingxi as a "suspect".

No matter how spacious the crown prince's car is, it can't cover a distance of more than ten feet.

The entire carriage happened to be within the coverage of Chu Yan's evil spirit, and Xiang Zhou's dead soul couldn't get in at all.

Unexpectedly, Tai Shumei, who pretended to be "comatose", had no choice but to place orders...