My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

The corridor is quiet and quiet, and you can clearly hear the sound of clothes being rubbed while walking.

The wind blew the bells under the eaves, but the bells in her hair did not make any sound.

The mansion gifted by the old emperor is surrounded by mountains and rivers. On the surface, it is indeed a geomantic treasure.

But how sensitive is the natural spiritual body? From the moment he entered, Yan Conling felt as if there was a layer of mist around him, making the scenery unclear.

"Does Your Highness know about the prince's illness?"

The two of them walked one behind the other. After she asked this question, the other party answered after a long time. The expression on his face was invisible, "I don't know."

Also.

How could ordinary people know this?

Yan Conngling didn't ask any more questions. The spiritual talisman around her waist spun out like a golden dragon and spread to all directions in the blink of an eye. But in just a moment, it seemed as if all the color had been drained away, turned gray and blackened, and quickly burned itself into ashes.

Looking at the still-warm ashes forming a circle around her feet, Yan Conngling looked extremely ugly.

"Excuse me, Your Highness, please do me a favor and invite my third senior brother here." There are problems in every direction, from the southeast to the northwest... This is beyond expectation.

Seeing her frown, the prince agreed.

When he came to the Regent's Palace, he had to deliberately quarrel with Empress Wu and use chess pieces to find a reason. Ning Mingche, the favored prince, didn't have to do anything. He just wanted to miss his uncle, and he came as carelessly as he wanted.

"Junior sister! Little junior sister!"

As soon as he saw the figure from the other end of the corridor, the young man waved to her and jumped over to her.

"Teacher..." The circle of ashes on the ground hit his eyes, and he was suddenly startled, "Sifang Sha? This is the Imperial Capital, how can we support such a thing?"

"Third Senior Brother." Yan Conngling called to him, "First calculate the specific locations of these things."

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Ning Mingche quickly took out his peach wood stick and threw it. Five spiritual lottery tickets fell out of the tube and hovered in mid-air.

The young man muttered something in his mouth, and incomprehensible characters slowly began to appear on the signature, flowing with the golden light, reflecting the surrounding snow.

As soon as he raised his hand, five spiritual signs flew out and headed towards different corners of the Prince Regent's Mansion.

"Your Highness, let's bring some manpower to dig out the location of the fortune teller." Taking out a handful of talisman paper produced in Yunshan, Ning Mingche walked over and stuffed it into Ning Junzhan's hand.

"Remember to ask everyone who takes action to carry this, and it must be placed on the heart."

It is not difficult to recruit people from the regent's palace. Soon, several people took their own people, found the place indicated by the spiritual sign, and dug downwards.

Yan Conling didn't move much.

There were evil spirits in all directions, but the strongest one was at the central gathering point, which was where she was now.

There was thick snow in the courtyard, and dead branches rotted underneath, emitting an unpleasant smell. Yan Conngling didn't need human hands or magic talismans. After a few shovels, the dark brown soil dug out a trace of blood.

There was a faint black blood coming out of it.

She ignored it and continued digging. The stench was getting stronger and stronger, and the black blood had spread to her feet. The moment it touched it, it was separated by the protective golden light.

The last handful of soil was dug away, and a pair of bloody feet suddenly appeared under the dark hollow...

"Five objects."

"There are five corpses, all of them dead young girls."

There was a white cloth spread out in the field, and the five corpses that had not decayed at all for many years were placed on it. His fingers and toes were cut off, and talismans were pasted on his face.

When the wind blows, you can vaguely see several bloody holes underneath, which are beyond recognition. "Ugh, junior sister, I'm telling you, uh..."

Ning Mingche had already vomited once, and her lips turned white. "We have been following senior brother for so many years. What haven't we seen before? But we have never seen such a heartless person! He is simply not human!"

"The facial features of these girls were all gouged out, their fingers and toes were chopped off, and their abdominal cavities were filled with mercury, and their internal organs were lumped together until they were vomited..." At this point, he couldn't help but Lie aside and vomit.

I had read books about the corpse-refining evil in the Library Pavilion before, and I thought it was cruel and horrifying at the time, but I was still shocked when I saw it with my own eyes.

The prince was unexpectedly able to stand up, "Miss Yan, these corpses..."

"It cannot be burned or buried for the time being."

Recalling the records in the book, Yan Conngling shook his head coldly, "The corpse evil spirits chosen by the Four Directions Evil are all women born in the Yin period, and the process of refining the evil spirits is extremely sinister... You can imagine the resentment accumulated by such a method of death. Therefore, if we use ordinary methods to bury him, I am afraid that these grievances will not be dissipated."

"These women are of the same age, and they were connected by a spell before they died, so they died at the same moment. If they become evil in the future, they will become one and very difficult to deal with."

It takes a lot of time to find a woman who meets these conditions. The corpse evil is so poisonous that the person who refines it will have to sacrifice a lot of effort in cultivation.

Therefore, if it fails this time, it will hardly happen again within a hundred years.

"First find a geomantic treasure land!"

After vomiting, Ning Mingche came back and wiped the corners of her mouth, trying not to let herself look at the things on the ground again, "If you want to have a yard, send them in first, and then invite a few reliable monks to come over and chant sutras to wash away their grievances. "

"I'll try my best to find out their life experience and find out if they have any relatives. It's easy to bury them if they have their birth dates. Without these corpse demons, the emperor's illness can be cured faster."

Yan Conngling nodded, "Third senior brother is right."

His theory is perfect, but the actual operation is a bit inconsistent.

However, this courtyard was awarded after the regent fell ill, so before he fell ill...

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and Yan Conling's expression changed. Just then, a white fox ran over, plunged into her arms, and gently kneaded her.

In the last life, ten corpses were created.

The chaos in the imperial capital was so dark that people were in panic.

At that time, she had just finished clearing the remaining poison and was weak. He Yaoguang died, and the flying tiger beast was dismissed. Yue Lingheng gritted his teeth and stood up to support the overall situation with Li Zhendao. Ning Mingche quietly followed to help, but the zombies were dealt with and no one was left.

He was torn into pieces by the corpse evil. It is said that wherever the blood was spilled, it was burned like fire... Yue Lingheng was desperate and couldn't find a single bone even with all his hands.

On the day when the eldest prince received the news of his son's death, he went crazy and vomited blood, crying that the whole world was dead.

But this time is different.

The corpse evil has been discovered in advance.

This was also the reason why he insisted on following me.

If Yan Congling could imagine that there might be corpses in the Prince Regent's palace, then he could just protect them quietly. But if he couldn't remember it for a while, he would have to find a reason to remind him.

There is no better opportunity than today. If she misses it and reminds her, she will definitely become suspicious.

After calming down, Yan Conngling said in a deep voice, "Third senior brother, bring some people with you. Let's go ask the prince for a token."

She was going to find the other five corpses.

Ten people in one... It's scary to think about it.

(End of this chapter)