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

In the yard of Yizhuang, some old coffins are scattered among the tall grass.

The main hall was dark, and the moonlight filtered through the dilapidated window lattice and shone on the half-open coffins placed inside. It seemed as if something would crawl out of it at any time, which was very eerie and terrifying.

Chu Yan and Su Xian each held a lamp in their hands. They were about to step forward and use sticks to beat the tall grass blocking the road to prevent snakes hiding in them from biting people.

Unexpectedly, Mu Huaian coughed lightly, stretched out his hand to stop, and led them into the side corridor.

The cloister is connected to the west wing.

Mu Huaian was familiar with doors and opened the west wing door that was ajar, and Shen Lingxi saw an entrance going down in the corner.

There was a chained wooden door at the entrance, which looked familiar to her.

"This is an ice cellar, just like your Fu'an Hall." Mu Huaian explained slowly, "This was made in the early years, shortly after your Fu'an Hall was renovated. I thought it was fresh and had others make it. However, there was no suitable one in the end. It gradually fell into disuse as people took care of it, but I didn’t expect it could be used this time.”

A look of surprise flashed in Shen Lingxi's eyes.

Chu Yan, who was beside him, pursed her thin lips slightly when she heard him mention "early years". She stepped forward with the lantern in hand, pulled off the chain, opened the door and walked in first.

Mu Huaian looked at his back, smiled and sighed silently, and followed him on crutches.

Shen Lingxi didn't notice anything strange between the two of them, and walked out of the ice cellar with Su Xian.

Compared to the heat outside, the ice cellar is much cooler.

However, the smell of blood that hit his nose was very strong.

Chu Yan raised the lantern in his hand and saw about a dozen corpses covered with white cloth on two rows of morgue beds in the cellar.

He stretched out his hand to lift off the white cloth on the body closest to them——

"and many more."

"and many more."

Mu Huaian and Shen Lingxi stopped his movements in unison.

Chu Yan: ...

He turned his head and glanced at Mu Huaian's face with sharp eyes.

Mu Huaian's pale lips curved in helplessness, "Your Highness, be careful, that's how I got tricked."

Shen Lingxi, on the other hand, looked straight at the white soul hiding in the shadow, "Come out, I've seen you, Mu Huaijie."

After the words fell, the other three people followed her gaze in surprise——

Of course, nothing can be seen.

Mu Huaijie, who was named, floated out slowly.

He was wearing a colorful shroud and had a pale face.

Although he is Mu Huaian's half-brother, he is three or four years older than Mu Huaian.

But after all, he was drained by drinking and sex. Even though he has become a ghost now, he still looks haggard and haggard. He looks like he is a few years older than Mu Huaian.

At this moment, Mu Huaijie stared at Shen Lingxi with his dark eyes expressionlessly, and asked coldly, "Are you here to investigate the case?"

Shen Lingxi raised her eyebrows.

As long as the dead soul knows that she can see ghosts, he will definitely be surprised, ask "Can you see me?", and then float to her side and circle around a few times. The three consecutive reactions are almost without exception.

Mu Huaijie was the first ghost to remain so calm after seeing her.

"You know me quite well." Shen Lingxi said kindly.

"That bitch Shen Yuyao often mentions you in front of me." Speaking of this, Mu Huaijie didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed out loud.

This smile made Shen Lingxi extremely uncomfortable, and her face darkened unconsciously.

"Aren't you good at autopsies? My body is right there, do you want to do it for me?" Mu Huaijie pointed at the body against the wall in the distance, covered with white cloth, and said with a grin.

"Okay." Shen Lingxi nodded.

She was about to go to the corpse when she suddenly thought of something. Her brows moved slightly. Instead, she walked to Chu Yan's side, held his hand as if casually, and pointed in the direction of Mu Huaijie, "Husband, sir." , Mu Huaijie asked me to do his autopsy."

This is the first time Shen Lingxi calls Chu Yan "husband".In front of so many people, there are still "bosom friends" from the past.

It's embarrassing.

The corners of Chu Yan's lips couldn't stop rising, and she said happily, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

As he said that, he quickly glanced at Mu Huaian who was not far away. His phoenix eyes couldn't hide the joy in the spring breeze. He took Shen Lingxi's hand behind his back and led her in the direction of her finger.

Mu Huaian curled his lips.

Sure enough, love makes people blind.

Shen Lingxi was led by Chu Yan towards the direction of the body. Although she was looking at the direction of the body intently, in fact, the corner of her eye was locked on Mu Huaijie's soul.

Just as she expected——

When Mu Huaijie saw Chu Yan approaching, he drifted to one side as if inadvertently.

What a coincidence, but he was stuck within ten feet of Chu Yan.

interesting.

It seemed that he knew that she could see ghosts, knew that she could do autopsies, and knew that the range of Chu Yan's evil energy was one foot. He must also know what the consequences would be if he was touched by the evil energy around Chu Yan, so he did this Hiding like this.

Even Mu Huaian may not be very clear about this, let alone Shen Yuyao who knows nothing about Shen Lingxi.

Who told Mu Huaijie about this ghost and these details?

Shen Lingxi thought for a while and found it very interesting.

She took her hand out of Chu Yan's palm and lifted the white cloth covering Mu Huaijie's body, revealing a body that was exactly the same as his soul.

Because it was in the ice cellar, the body had been frozen into blocks of ice, and its face was covered with frost. The exposed skin and flesh also showed signs of dryness due to loss of moisture.

"It's a pity." Shen Lingxi sighed: "The body has been frozen for too long and has turned into ice. I can't operate a knife on the body for a while, and I can't even test it."

Mu Huaijie frowned, obviously not expecting this situation, with a sinister look on his brows.

Seeing this, Shen Lingxi added, "But if you insist on letting me examine it, I will drag your body out of the ice cellar and leave it outside for a few hours. When the ice melts, it will not be too late to examine it again."

"It's just that, in this case, your soul body will not be able to maintain its current appearance. You should also know that Xia Tian's corpse is perishable, and the appearance of your soul is the appearance of the corpse at the moment. If you don't want to enter the body in a short time, In reincarnation, I have to carry a rotting corpse floating around. If you don't mind, then I..."

"No need." Mu Huaijie rolled his sleeves.

When he was alive, he was the most elegant and elegant young man in Goulanwasi in the capital.

Even if he becomes a ghost now, he should be the most handsome ghost.

not to mention……

Mu Huaijie cleared his throat, "I asked you to examine the injuries so that you could see the fatal injury on the back of my head."

Shen Lingxi lowered her eyes, covering up the ridicule in her eyes, and stretched out her hand to turn his body over.

At first glance, his hair was combed into a bun, and the back of his head was clean and bare.

However, after Mu Huaijie said that the fatal injury was on the back of his head, Shen Lingxi followed her many years of autopsy experience and reached into her hair.

With such a touch, she actually felt a small bump on the top of her hair.

"Your Highness, put the candle closer." Shen Lingxi opened her hair and said subconsciously.

This "Your Highness" made the corners of Chu Yan's mouth, which had been raised, suddenly tighten into a straight line.

With the previous word "husband", he now heard the word "your highness", which was very unpleasant to his ears.

When Mu Huaian saw this, he lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes.

Without realizing it, Shen Lingxi used the candlelight to pull out a sharp nail from the hair of Mu Huaijie's body.

Mu Huaijie looked at the nail and said with resentment, "It was your good sister who drove the red-hot nail into my brain while I was drunk and asleep, so I died with hatred."

"Aren't you the Inspector of Embroidered Clothes now? You, my husband, claim to be the most impartial and selfless person in the Zhou Dynasty. Now that you know the truth, you will not cover up for personal gain and let the murderer go unpunished, right?" (End of Chapter)