Chapter 30

Chishui covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, walked to Yan Qingyu, looked at Aunt He and said lightly: "The body has been dead for more than seven days, and the decay has been delayed because of the burial in the soil."

"The people here did not survive. They were dead soldiers. When they knew they were defeated, they committed suicide by taking poison."

"And someone has been sent to investigate. This is the courtyard of the distant cousin of the housekeeper of the An clan. He died earlier and his body was found in a dry well."

“…”

Chishui's words reached the broken Aunt He's ears. She cried loudly, and hated An in her heart.

It was her, she definitely did it.

It turned out that her son had long been dead, and An actually dared to threaten her with a body.

She would never give up so much.

Yan Qingyu was very curious. The man who killed Yan Ziwu was obviously from An. Now Yan Ziwu's body has been dug out and reused. An might be even more unwilling to accept it than expected and wants to take revenge.

However, the dead soldiers of the An clan do exist.

A small family raises dead soldiers. Is this Yan Xun’s idea or does An’s other intention?

Yan Qingyu was curious about all this, so she didn't see a man quietly looking at her back in the shadows in the distance. His eyes were complicated, but the corners of his mouth curled up a strange provocative sneer.

The man was holding an unconscious death warrior in his hand. After thinking for a while, he threw the death warrior near the small yard and flew away.

"Catch a dead soldier!"

The members of the Illusion Pavilion dragged a seriously injured dead soldier and bent over to the direction of Yan Qingyu and Chi Shu. Chi Shu's eyes lit up and walked to the death soldier. His fingers pulled out the poison from the dead soldier's mouth, threw it on the ground, and squinted his eyes. "Who is your master?"

"An...An Qingrou..."

The dead man spoke intermittently, his eyes were lost, and he said the truth as if he was controlled.

Chishui and Yan Qingyu's pupils shrank.

Something is wrong.

The dead man will never betray his master, let alone explain everything without being severely tortured and forced to confess.

"What order did An Jingrou give you?" Chishui frowned and asked again.

"The master asked us to dig Yan Ziwu's body... and then threatened Duanmuhe to kill Yan Qingyu... and asked us to guard Yan Ziwu's body and find a way not to rot and be found..." The dead soldier said intermittently.

"Where is your hiding place?" Akarachi asked

"In...In..." The dead soldier suddenly hugged his head with his hands, and his empty eyes were filled with pain. He couldn't even say a word, remember it, and didn't know what to answer.

Too strange.

Yan Qingyu and Chi Shu looked at each other, then handed the dead soldier to Duanmu He, and then she decided what to do.

Duanmu He returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Yan Ziwu's body in grief, and told the secret guards about An and the murder of her son one by one. Yan Xun was furious and dragged An and questioned him. An and refused to admit it. The dead soldier bit her to death and was her order.

In the end, An was used by the old lady and suffered thirty sticks, but she did not take her life.

Duanmuhe could not accept this result and begged Yan Xun and the old lady to make the decision, but Yan Xun and the old lady did not let An pay their lives, and ignored Duanmuhe's request to kneel down for a day and night.

In the end, Duanmuhe fainted and could not change the result.

...

Yan Qingyu was not surprised to hear this news. Yan Xun paid attention to face and could not announce to the public that An had killed his son, so this matter would definitely be suppressed. Just a young man in An was enough to be fatal, let alone the scandal of killing his concubine's son?

Duanmuhe is destined not to see An's life.

"Dunmuhe has a strong personality, I hope she can be more awake." Yan Qingyu sighed softly.

"Duanmu He's family background is even better than that of An. Over the years, his wife has been holding back a lot of anger. In addition, her son's death may make her lose her mind... By the way, what I just talked about, do you say that the dead man took the initiative to explain the truth?" Bai Jiu sat in a chair, drinking medicine, taking snacks, and put the book aside.

There are many books piled up around him, ranging from national affairs to rural miscellaneous talks, and even some unofficial historical stories.

He then put a book in front of Yan Qingyu, "When I heard you say it, I remembered some interesting things. Let's talk about this Death Soldier first. He may have been subjected to the soul-catching technique."

Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean is the legendary soul-catching evil technique that can capture people's souls and make the other party become a puppet to act?"

"Ancient books record that soul-catching techniques can control a person's soul and make the other party use it for themselves. The dead soldier will not speak easily. Moreover, when facing a hidden question like the hiding place, the dead soldier subconsciously refused to answer. This is probably because someone used soul-catching techniques to control him."

Bai Yu's white hair shines in the sun with a soft luster. After a while of injury, there is no big problem except that the hand cannot be used.

Bai Jiu's elegant face revealed gentleness, his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at Yan Qingyu, and his words were gentle and polite, and he had no changes when he was with his previous life.

"According to your opinion, is the person who knows soul-catching is helping me?" Yan Qingyu keenly grasped the point.

"It's hard to say whether it's an enemy or a friend. The soul-catching magic is too evil, but from the words of this dead man, it can be calculated that the soul-catching people know the hiding place of the dead man clearly, so they control the death warrior to refuse to answer sensitive questions. That person is helping you deal with An Qingrou, but just helping you in this matter." Bai Jiu seriously reminded that you must not think that the person who knows evil warrior is a friend because of this matter. The soul-catching magic is too evil. If you don't pay attention to being caught, you will become the other party's puppet.

"Yeah, I understand!"

Yan Qingyu glanced at Bai Jiu's calm and gentle face, and gently tapped the table with his index finger.

"Besides this, you said there is something to say."

Baijiu stood up, and he walked to the pile of books on the side to find a handwritten chants, which looked like something someone recorded with his hands.

"I remember where I read the man's spontaneous combustion that happened before." Baijiu opened the manuscript to Yan Qingyu, pointed to the unclear place in it and said, "Because it was improperly preserved a year ago, this book was destroyed, but it can still be seen some."

"It is recorded that a young child who had seen the fact that the ghost fire appeared out of thin air in the countryside. Later, the child's mother told him that it was not a ghost fire, but something called phosphorus."

"Phosphorus can be burned directly without fire. If it is summer, the temperature in the middle of the night is enough to burn phosphorus, not to mention that the spontaneous combustion phenomenon in the capital is always during the bright sunshine."

Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Where can I get that thing called phosphorus?"

Bai Jiu smiled.

A smile appeared on his elegant face, and someone took out a bottle and smiled slightly: "The pen and ink behind him disappeared because of age, but I have read the complete record, so I know what happened to it. These phosphorus powders can be collected in the bones that have been dead for more than three years, so I asked Xuanfeng to find some for me, which can be used to test whether phosphorus will spontaneously ignite."

After opening the bottle, Baijiu took a handkerchief and spread it on the table, poured the phosphorus powder on it, and placed it in the sun.

It's summer now.

The temperature is the highest in noon in summer.

When Baijiu took the handkerchief to the sun, he saw that the hand tent naturally turned into a small fireball in less than a stick of incense.

"It really...spontaneously burned..." Yan Qingyu looked at this scene in surprise. She didn't believe in divine punishment, so she didn't believe that spontaneous burning was a punishment brought down by the gods.

It turns out... there is such a strange land west in the world.

"So what you mean is that the spontaneous combustion of human bodies is this kind of phosphorus trick?" Yan Qingyu frowned and thought, "But who is it?"

Bai Jiu waved his hand and let the handkerchief burn, and walked to her.

Smile.

"Where did the first spontaneous combustion of human body appear?" Bai Jiu asked.

"The first human body is spontaneously ignited... is it the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Yan Qingyu looked up so hard that she met Bai Jiu's smile and indulgent smile.

"Yes, the first thing is the Prime Minister's Mansion. If there is such a thing found elsewhere, Xuanfeng's news website will definitely be able to find it. Xuanfeng found that the Prime Minister's Mansion is the first thing, which means that the person is in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Bai Jiuzhi is not a fool, he can discover the truth from the subtle traces.

For example, he could more or less guess some of these things in the capital.

Otherwise, why is he known as the most dangerous person for the illusion demon without any martial arts?

"The first one who ignited spontaneously was Yan Hongmei. I always suspected that someone in the Prime Minister's Mansion secretly used it against others, but had no intention of murdering me. The second one was the shopkeeper of the medicinal material shop, who were An's minions, but in the end, he ignited and died when Ziyu was imprisoned."

Bai Jiu leaned against the shadow of the tree, and continued her words with a gentle voice: "The third one who spontaneously ignited was the young prostitute who blamed An, the fourth one, the fifth one, and the sixth one were the ministers secretly wooed by the sixth prince, but on the surface they were the princelings."

"Yan Hongmei spontaneously ignited to help you or to deal with Yan Hongmei. The shopkeeper is An's minion, so that person will never obey An's orders. The young man spontaneously ignited as if An's revenge was actually a warning to you."

"Warning?" Yan Qingyu walked to Bai Jiu seriously, "That person has always been an enemy of An?"

Bai Jiu suddenly showed an excited sneer, and his elegant face showed a sense of pleasure of meeting opponents.

His eyes were half-closed, and his breath changed slightly.

Like jade is infected with evil spirits.

No longer clean and transparent.

"I have a bold guess, do you want to listen?"

"You said!" Yan Qingyu became serious. Bai Jiu's guess was always accurate. He would not make random guesses, but instead made a calculation based on existing conditions, which was often the truth.

"That person is an alliance with the prince, but he is not the prince's slave!" Bai Jiu said affirmatively.

Yan Qingyu thought deeply: "Switch on."

"I guess that man had hatred for An, but he reached a deal with the prince. Yan Hongmei was An's daughter, so he was the target of that person, but the prince had no idea that the person had a grudge against An, so he helped him when An was framed." Bai Jiu looked at Yan Qingyu weirdly, saying his own calculations word by word; "In order not to let the shopkeeper rebel and implicate An, the prince killed him, and the same is true for that young man."

"The prince will also have a trick of spontaneous combustion." Yan Qingyu said affirmatively.

"Yes, the prince knows it too, so he can send someone to eliminate the traitor, the ministers whom the sixth prince pulled over."

Bai Jiu patted Yan Qingyu's shoulder with one hand, as intimate as her good brothers and good friends in her previous life. Bai Jiu lowered her head and curled her lips dangerously and happily; "Sir, you seem to have been cheated this time."

Yan Qingyu pursed her lips.

"I may not be able to accept your guess this time."
To be continued...