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

Chapter 72 A New Case Comes
The lesser of the two evils.

Shen Lingxi naturally chose the first one.

Ever since Mu Huai'an got to know Shen Lingxi, he wanted her to come to Dali Temple to handle those headless cases for him.

It never worked out.

But today, everyone in the capital knew that it was a day of great joy for him and Shen Lingxi.

But as he wished, he brought Shen Lingxi to the prison of Dali Temple.

The more Mu Huai'an thought about it, the more he felt that it was really ironic.

Dali Temple is in charge of the prison, and most of the prisoners in the prison are the chief criminals who have committed major crimes.

It's not that Shen Lingxi doesn't want to help Mu Huai'an, it's really not suitable for her to come to this kind of place.

Those criminals were all responsible for murder, and what's more, one person was responsible for several murder cases. You can imagine how many dead souls followed them.

With Shen Lingxi's ability to "see ghosts", if you walk on the street, as long as you can control your eyes, you may not be able to attract ghosts.

But if she enters this kind of place and her abilities are discovered by the souls of the dead, it is tantamount to ascending to the underworld.

It is estimated that everyone will regard her as a substitute for Yang Jian.

She turned to a tailor's shop and bought a tulle veiled hat to wear.

Mu Huaian looked sideways, "Why, are you afraid that someone will recognize you?"

"That's right, what if Hou Xuanping thinks that I'm partnering with you to cheat his daughter and becomes angry." Shen Lingxi replied casually, "He just wanted to kill me with a sword."

"It's all asked for by him. What does it have to do with you?"

Mu Huai'an frowned, "Besides, my second younger brother is pretty good-looking, and I plan to give him the position of son, how can he not be worthy of Shen Yuyao in his capacity? If Shen Ji brings this matter to trouble you again , you tell him that whether his daughter can be the wife of the prince in the future depends on whether I am willing to let this lady be."

It is inconvenient for Shen Lingxi to comment on the family affairs of the Mu family.

Before the magpie's soul dissipated, he also told her something about the Mu residence.

Knowing that Mu Huai'an was kind to her, he thanked him softly, and followed him into Dali Temple.

The prison they go directly to has less official staff compared to the office of the Yamen.

But when those colleagues saw Mu Huai'an, their jaws dropped in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Isn't Shaoqing getting married today? Why did you come to the Yamen suddenly?"

"Yes, Shaoqing, if we weren't on duty today, we would all want to come to ask for a wedding drink."

"Could it be that Shaoqing came to give us wedding wine!"

"You all made a mistake." Mu Huai'an didn't change his face, "It was my second brother who got married, not me."

He said solemnly: "What's the point of getting married? I heard that there was a big case last night. I'm afraid you can't solve it, so I came here to take a look."

Who spends all day in this prison is not a human being, and one can tell that there must be something wrong with it.

After all, a few days ago, I saw him in the yamen with a happy face, showing off that he was going to get married.

Now it is said that it is my brother's marriage...

Because of Mr. Mu's face, those colleagues didn't want to ask too many questions, and they all tacitly looked at Shen Lingxi who was behind him.

Shen Lingxi doesn't care at all what others think of her.

All attention is on the cat who has been following her.

Since entering the prison, the cat has been running around in each cell, screaming excitedly, "Meow, meow".

And those dead souls who followed behind the culprit all showed doting eyes when they saw it.

"The cat is interesting. It's dead, but it's still so lively. Why did it come to the prison?"

"Hey, sweet cat, come and give me a hug."

No matter the living or the dead, they can't resist the temptation of furry.

What's more, it actually followed the cat and floated back and forth.

As a result, a strange scene formed before Shen Lingxi's eyes——
In the prison in Yangjian, the living people have their own thoughts, are silent, and stare at each other with their eyes.

In the punishment prison of the underworld, there was a lot of voices, because many dead souls had died brutally, and they had never been encoffined. They were either missing arms or broken legs, and they had hideous faces.

The cat attracted the attention of all the dead souls, but none of the dead souls paid any more attention to Shen Lingxi who hadn't taken off the hood in the dark prison.

The most worried scenario didn't happen, and Shen Lingxi's heart relaxed a lot.

This lively underworld scene lasted until Shen Lingxi followed Mu Huai'an into the autopsy room, and finally calmed down.

When those dead souls saw the autopsy room, they all frightened and stopped.

Only the cat seemed to have discovered something, something that made it extremely excited, and rushed in directly.

Xu was inspired by Fu'an Hall, the autopsy room of Dali Temple has ice basins everywhere, so it is the coldest room in the whole yamen, much colder than the outside.

In the middle of the autopsy room, there is a large desk.

On the table, something is covered with a white cloth.

The cat squatted on the desk and meowed at the white cloth.

The official who led the way for Mu Huai'an introduced: "Yesterday was the anniversary of King An's death. The empress sent Eunuch Liu to pay homage to Prince An's mansion, but a few corpses suddenly fell from the beams, which shocked Eunuch Liu. Half-dead, after returning home, when the empress heard about this, she had a headache."

"Our people searched the mansion overnight and collected almost all the body parts. I made a preliminary judgment that this person was murdered and dismembered, but his face was severely damaged. It is impossible to verify the identity of the victim. Find other clues."

Mu Huai'an's face changed slightly, "King An?"

Shen Lingxi also has a little impression of Wang An.

She remembered that King An was the third son today.

Two years ago, he suddenly hanged himself in his room.

He was 15 years old when he died.

It was also rumored that King An was murdered by others.

But all the assistants in the capital were called to perform an autopsy on King An, and it was undoubtedly that they committed suicide.

"That's right." The official was terrified, "It has been rumored for a while that King An's mansion is haunted by ghosts, and ghosts can be heard crying every night, and now this kind of thing has happened again, and it is rumored in the capital that King An did not commit suicide at the beginning, but was killed by others. Only if it is harmed, it will turn into a ghost demanding his life."

"Nonsense." Mu Huai'an snorted coldly, "It is a certain fact that King An committed suicide at the beginning. Besides, if people can turn into ghosts after death, they can avenge themselves, and we still want us What are these prison yamen doing? Go and find out where these rumors came from, someone must be making trouble behind the scenes with ghosts."

The messenger responded and turned around to make arrangements.

Mu Huai'an walked to the desk, covered his mouth and nose, lifted the white cloth and took a look inside.

Immediately, he frowned, turned his eyes away, and put down the white cloth.

A little bit of blood faded from his face.

"It turns out that I heard that the Empress Empress attaches great importance to this case and wanted you to take a look." Mu Huai'an calmed down a little, and said to Shen Lingxi, "I didn't expect the death to be so terrible. Let's forget it and let's go."

"There's no need to change it, just this." Shen Lingxi walked to the desk and lifted the white cloth.

Mu Huai'an looked at her in astonishment.

Not only was there no trace of fear or disgust on her face, but there was also a hint of... interest in those bright and clear eyes? ? ?
(End of this chapter)