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

The emperor's arrows penetrated the hanging woman's wrists and ankles.

Just listen to the woman groan, blood gushes out from her limbs, flowing like a blood line into the Fuxi Bagua diagram below.

This is the person behind it, the so-called "blood sacrifice".

Let a living person bleed out and die.

Shen Lingxi lowered her eyes and looked at the Fuxi Bagua diagram on the ground, where blood and rain mixed with cinnabar, and a little bit of red, tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart.

If not, she knew the other party's intention in advance and replaced the little aunt in time.

The person hanging on top now is her little aunt.

"This move is really destructive." Liu Meiren floated beside Shen Lingxi and said: "Last time in Zuihua Courtyard, the murderer did this to Mr. Chunshan. Do you think that person was there? Do you have any special hobbies in this regard? Even when the tyrant from the previous dynasty was alive, he would only give the person a happy death if he wanted to. This is the first time I have seen such a person."

Liu Meiren's words reminded Shen Lingxi.

She remembered that Yuzhu seemed to have been bled to death in the ice cellar in the East Palace.

Although it was the work of Consort Cui, it must be said that this method is somewhat similar to these two cases.

In the past few years, Shen Lingxi had done a lot of innocent things in the capital and seen a lot of dead souls.

There was once an old man who had been a widower all his life. After his death, he told her that there were some powerful people in the capital who enjoyed killing people. Although they were dressed in human skin, they were more terrifying than evil spirits.It's just that they have a high position of power and regard human life as nothing, and no one dares to mess with it.

Thinking of this, Shen Lingxi raised her eyes and looked across.

At this moment, in the corner of the mausoleum directly opposite her, stood a middle-aged woman wearing a sea green robe.

The woman was twisting a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, with a delicate and beautiful face, neither sad nor happy.

Zhu Lianxi stood beside the woman, his face a little cautious, and he was whispering something.

"Rumble..."

The thunder in the sky was like exploding firecrackers, getting louder and denser.

Shen Lingxi's eyes swept over the woman's face, and then looked at the woman hanging on the mausoleum and the dark clouds above her head that were getting lower and lower.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning, accompanied by thunder, suddenly crossed the sky and struck down the two dragon-carved stone pillars!
Sparkling electric light followed the iron chain of the stone pillar and struck the woman hanging in mid-air.

"Ah..." The woman screamed in pain.

But the electric light did not disappear. It followed the woman's body and hit the Fuxi Bagua array underneath her.

This thunder was like a divine punishment sent from heaven.

The sparkling electric light flickered on the Fuxi Bagua array. The scene looked strange, but also had a bit of divinity due to the cinnabar Bagua array.

Everyone, including the emperor, unconsciously held their breath.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was another thunder.

Lightning struck the stone pillar again, this time the lightning was even stronger.

Everyone could see with the naked eye, lightning with sparks, like an electric snake with its mouth wide open, snaking in all directions along the Fuxi Bagua Array.

The Bagua array was lit up by electric light.

The crowd immediately gasped.

"This is a miracle from heaven, a miracle from heaven!"

The wise old Taoists from the Daolu Department who followed the emperor shouted loudly one by one.

They knelt down devoutly in the direction where the thunder fell.

Those closest to the emperor are all the princes, nobles and ministers in the court.

At this moment, even if you don't believe in ghosts and gods, it would be difficult for you to question it when you see such a scene.

"Those two sedan chairs are on this Bagua map. Isn't the other party trying to attract thunder from the sky and kill the young man??!" Liu Meiren looked at Shen Lingxi and said in panic.

She only knew that this so-called "festival" was a killing plot set by the other party against Chu Yan, but she didn't know how the other party was going to take action.

After all, Liu Meiren is a human being and a ghost who has lived for most of her life.

This method of causing lightning to strike people was not unheard of in previous dynasties.

At this moment, she was only worried that if another thunder struck down, the sedan Chu Yan was in might not be able to save it!
"What are you still doing?" Liu Meiren urged in a hurry: "Why don't you hurry up and remind Mr. Lang? If you delay any longer, he will be struck to death by lightning!"

However, to her surprise——

Shen Lingxi looked intently at the Bagua picture with sparks flying on the ground, not wanting to rush towards it at all.

"Don't be anxious." She covered her lips in feigned fear and whispered: "They tried their best to lure people to the imperial mausoleum. It must be more than just attracting thunder to kill Chu Yan."

Seeing that she had reached this point, Liu Meiren still had the heart to explain this to herself, which was enough to show that she had already expected the situation in front of her.

Liu Meiren finally relaxed, "You two want to scare me to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another "rumbling" thunder from the clouds.

The electric light followed the iron chain and merged into the Bagua diagram again.

But this time, those electric lights were like an electric snake with its bloody mouth, winding towards the sedan chair to the east.

There is no doubt that beneath the lines of the Fuxi Bagua diagram, which appear to be drawn with cinnabar, there must be something that can direct lightning to the sedan chair.

"Your Highness!"

At this moment, Shen Lingxi feigned panic and shouted, "Your Highness, it's dangerous!"

"Your Majesty, the thunder from the sky is going to hit His Highness's sedan!"

She yelled and ran towards the sedan -

"Stop her." The emperor frowned and ordered.

As soon as the words fell, internal guards came forward and stopped Shen Lingxi.

With tears in Shen Lingxi's eyes, she begged urgently: "Your Majesty, His Highness is still in the sedan chair. If he is struck by lightning, His Highness may lose his life. Please save His Highness!"

"What do you know? I am saving Liu Lang." The emperor said with authority: "Whether Liu Lang can be brought back to life depends on this ritual."

"Your Majesty, you can't... you can't... this will kill people!" Shen Lingxi cried out in shock.

The emperor watched the bolt of lightning rushing toward the sedan chair, and he believed even more deeply in what Yun Ya said. Naturally, he couldn't listen to Shen Lingxi's words.

"Boom!"

At the same time, lightning struck again, striking from the dense clouds and striking the dragon-carved stone pillar.

One way, two ways, three ways, four ways...

Four lightning bolts struck down one after another. The woman hanging in the air stretched out her limbs stiffly and could no longer make any sound.

Most of the Bagua diagram was lit up by electric light.

Everyone saw the lightning rushing towards the sedan chair on the east side one after another.

The green sedan chair crackled with lightning and flashed with lightning.

If someone is in the sedan chair, he will definitely die like the woman hanging in mid-air!

Everyone present did not expect that this so-called ceremony to pray for the crown prince and the tenth prince would turn out to be such a scene.

There was total silence.

Only Shen Lingxi's desperate cry seemed particularly miserable under the rolling thunder.

"Crash..." Heavy rain fell from the sky.

Those thunders finally roared away due to the heavy rain.Under the heavy rain curtain, it was difficult to see clearly the scene on the mausoleum.

Zhu Lianxi and his chamberlain came forward and held an oil-paper umbrella for the emperor.

The emperor was about to go to the sedan chair to check on Chu Yan's condition.

"Your Majesty, look quickly...then...what is that?" Zhu Lianxi suddenly pointed to the center of the mausoleum and exclaimed.

His voice was high-pitched and loud, and it sounded just when the thunder stopped, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone stared at it——

Under the heavy rain curtain, a figure wearing white clothes with disheveled hair was lying in the middle of the Bagua diagram.

People subconsciously felt that the woman hanging between the stone pillars fell to the ground.

But when they looked up, they discovered that the woman in white was still hanging in mid-air. The Kunlun slave mask on her face had been struck off by thunder, leaving only a charred corpse.

The person lying in the middle of the Bagua picture is not her.

So where did this person come from in full view of the public?Who is he?
Just when everyone was confused——

The man in white who was lying on the ground suddenly moved.

He struggled to get up from the ground, his hair disheveled, and staggered towards the emperor.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhu Lianxi asked in a high-pitched voice while protecting the emperor.

He called to the inner guard in panic, "Here comes someone, escort me! Quickly escort me!"

The inner guard was about to step forward when the man in white stumbled and stopped.

He pushed aside the long hair covering his face, knelt on the ground, and called to the emperor in a voice full of affection: "Father... it's my son... it's my son who is back, father..."

This sound made the emperor tremble.

"Your Highness...The King of Wei..." Zhu Lianxi was the first to recognize who the man was, and exclaimed in disbelief, "Your Majesty, it's His Highness the King of Wei... His Highness the King of Wei...is back from the dead!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone from the princes, nobles and ministers to the maids and eunuchs showed surprise on their faces.

The dead come back to life.

Still in the ancient Bagua array of divine thunder from heaven.

This is indeed a miracle from heaven!
The emperor was so shocked by this great change that he was speechless.

He never imagined that this ritual to undo the curse would bring his eldest son, who had been dead for many years, back to life.

Is the man in front of me really Da Lang, or is he pretending to be someone with ulterior motives?
The remaining sanity seemed to remind the emperor that this was probably a scam.

However, the next moment——

"Da Lang! My son..." Just at this moment, a woman wearing a sea green robe rushed towards the man in white from a corner of the mausoleum.

"It's Concubine Qi." Someone in the crowd recognized the woman and called out in a low voice.

Everyone saw her reaching out and touching the face of the man in white, as if to confirm whether he was her son.

"Concubine, it's a child." The man in white choked with sobs: "The gods couldn't bear the death of my Chu family, so they specially gifted the child to return to the world. The child really came back to life!"

His voice was loud and powerful, enough for people to hear clearly even under the heavy rain.

The woman seemed to have finally confirmed that he was indeed her son. She sobbed, hugged the body of the man in white, and cried out, "God has eyes, God has eyes! My son, you are alive!" "

Concubine Qi's confirmation finally dispelled the emperor's last doubts.

The emperor held Zhu Lianxi's arm, walked to the eldest prince, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched his face.

Feeling the warmth of the skin under his fingertips, the emperor hugged the man's body with choked words, "Da Lang, it's Da Lang. Just come back... Just come back."

"His Royal Highness, King Wei, came back from the dead. This is a miracle from heaven. God is blessing me, Great Zhou. Congratulations, Your Majesty!" Zhu Lianxi congratulated loudly.

This sound made the people who were still in shock come back to their senses and shouted in unison: "A miracle from heaven, congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor!"

"A miracle from heaven, congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor!"

It just so happens that amidst the high-pitched congratulations, the rain gradually weakened.

From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, people spread the word to ten, and in less than a quarter of an hour, all the officials and people who came to watch the ceremony in the pouring rain knew about the "miracle" that happened on the mausoleum. .

The crowd cheered excitedly. At this moment, no one paid attention to the fact that on the mausoleum, on both sides of the Fuxi Bagua Diagram, there were two sedan chairs parked there.

No one seemed to care whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Tenth Prince survived this ritual.

After all, the resurrection of the eldest prince, His Highness Prince Wei, is equivalent to the incarnation of heavenly auspiciousness.

This means that the Curse of Emperor Violence has ended, and the Chu family has a successor.

All this is so magical that it seems to be the will of God.

It can be predicted that from then on, in the hearts of the people of the Zhou Dynasty, the resurrected King Wei was the messenger of the gods.

Divine right of kings.

In the future, I am afraid that even the emperor's prestige will not be greater than that of King Wei.

Not to mention, His Highness the Crown Prince whose life and death are unknown.

When the emperor calmed down his excitement, the rain gradually subsided.

The emperor stood up and faced the ministers and people under the mausoleum.

"Quiet!" the chamberlain sang.

The excited crowd gradually calmed down.

The emperor cleared his throat and was about to personally announce the news of King Wei's resurrection from the dead——

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..." A woman's mournful cry came from the green sedan chair on the east side of the mausoleum.

This sound finally made everyone, including the emperor, remember that there was still a Crown Prince Chu Yan whose life or death was uncertain.

Everyone turned around and saw Crown Princess Shen Lingxi, holding the sedan curtain tightly in her hands and crying bitterly.

The sedan curtain blocked the front of the sedan, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

However, between the curtains pulled up by Shen Lingxi, something charred and black was vaguely exposed.

It looks like a human leg bone.

The color was exactly the same as the charred corpse hanging in mid-air that had been struck by lightning.

Just now everyone saw it, when the thunder rolled down, the Fuxi Bagua Diagram was connected with the lightning on the sedan chair.

Being struck by lightning like this is indeed within the scope of people's cognition.

After all, "resurrection from the dead" is not something that everyone can encounter.

Even if the Chu family's ancestors had accumulated great virtues, it would be impossible for them to have two descendants at the same time, both of whom would be blessed by God and brought back to life.

The emperor looked at the blackened bones with a sad look on his face.

He walked a few steps to the sedan and spoke with difficulty, "Rokuro, he..."

Shen Lingxi cried for a while, as if thinking of something, she raised her head and looked at the emperor, "Your Majesty, I have something to say to His Highness the King of Wei, and I sincerely ask Your Majesty for permission."

The emperor looked at her face full of sorrow, and thought of his nephew in the sedan, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

He turned sideways and acquiesced to Shen Lingxi's request.

Shen Lingxi looked at King Wei who was being supported by Zhu Lianxi, with deep sorrow in his eyes, and asked in a hateful voice: "Your Highness King Wei, you have been blessed by the gods to come back to life. You must be deeply loved by the gods, and you will definitely be able to get a glimpse of the secrets. Can you? Tell me, Your Highness, why is he like this?"