False evidence

Chapter 517 Lady Ma (1)

As I watched Old Man Sun help Tang Lin up the platform, a strange feeling crept over me. The scene resembled some kind of sacrificial ritual. The difference was that the "offerings" in this "sacrifice" seemed rather unusual.

Tang Lin stood on the high platform, looking down at the world. Apart from the deep confusion in her eyes, her face showed more enjoyment than anything else. It was as if she were truly an empress from ancient times, and the people kneeling below were court officials.

The "students" and others knelt on the ground facing the platform, their foreheads touching the ground, looking as devout as could be.

Surrounded by four men, Lü Xin lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, his mind a complete mystery.

I was clicking my tongue in mid-air. Wang Ben had taken over my body, and he might not be able to create any big demons for a while, but I couldn't just keep floating around like a ghost forever.
Old Sun remained half-bent over, not glancing at Lü Xin again. He stood beside Tang Lin with his head down and eyes drooping. If you didn't look closely, you might think he was asleep.

The silence in the main hall lasted for about five minutes, when Old Man Sun suddenly cleared his throat, raised his head, and said in a respectful, chanting manner:
"The auspicious hour has arrived! Your humble servant respectfully welcomes Your Majesty's carriage!"

My heartstrings suddenly tightened.

Niangniang?

Judging from this, do these people really think of Tang Lin as the empress?

That said, Old Man Sun's shout made me realize one thing—Tang Lin was certainly not the real empress, but this old man, like Sun Li, was most likely a real eunuch!
After Old Man Sun finished speaking, more than a minute passed, but there was no other movement in the main hall.

Old Sun's face turned ugly. His previously cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light as he swept his gaze across the audience, his chilling gaze settling on a certain spot. He said coldly:
"Hey, you should give us an explanation."

I watched as Zhou Xiaoman suddenly trembled, crawled forward on her hands and feet like a dog, her voice trembling:
"Your humble servant knows his crime, your humble servant knows his crime!"

Old Sun sneered, "You don't have the master's life, but you've taken the master's illness. You've had your momentary pleasure, but you've delayed the empress's important matters. Even if I wanted to forgive you, I couldn't. Don't blame me; I'm just a servant, only good for serving my master."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Xiaoman, realizing something was wrong, sprang up and ran towards the side of the platform.

It seems that he had no choice but to try to escape from the left-hand route.

However, Old Man Sun did not give him a chance.

Old Sun stood there, giving him a cold, sidelong glance. He sneered, pulled something out of his pocket, and waved it at Zhou Xiaoman.

It turned out to be a whisk.

The two were at least ten meters apart, and the whisk, when spread out, would only be about two feet long, making it impossible for it to touch Zhou Xiaoman.

However, with just a seemingly casual wave of his hand, Old Man Sun caused Zhou Xiaoman to suddenly let out an extremely shrill scream.

At first, I only saw Zhou Xiaoman as if she had been frozen in place, and I couldn't tell what was wrong with her.

Then, all that could be heard was Zhou Xiaoman crying and pleading in a tone that was already off-key, "Father-in-law, spare my life..."

As soon as the word "fate" was uttered, the others turned around as well.

Judging from his posture, he seemed to want to kneel down and beg for mercy, but at this point, his movements were already out of control.

When I finally saw his face clearly, I felt as if all the blood in my body had frozen.

Right now, Zhou Xiaoman no longer resembled a human being; she was more like a human-shaped piece of charcoal, burning brightly. Flames emanated from her inside out, completely engulfing her.

What was chilling was that he wasn't dead. Not only was he alive, but he also had absolutely clear senses. The agony of being engulfed in flames was unbearable for any human being.

I swear, I've never seen such a pained expression.

Old Man Sun chuckled sinisterly, "You little brat, you really think you're something special. Those two are servants, that's true, but even if they were dogs, you can't just pluck a hair from theirs without your master's permission! Now, using your three souls and seven spirits to light the sky lantern and guide the Empress is quite your good fortune."

Although I didn't know what the so-called "sky lantern" was, I roughly understood what Old Man Sun was saying. If a person's soul is used to light a lantern, wouldn't the soul that is lit by the sky lantern be annihilated and never be reincarnated?

Old Man Sun ignored Zhou Xiaoman and pointed his whisk into the crowd again: "Sister Huo, it's time for you to do something."

"Yes."

With a response, two women, one older and one younger, slowly rose and walked to the front of the platform with their heads bowed. One was Zhong Lan, and the other was a woman in a cheongsam whom she called "Grandma."

Old Man Sun was slightly better to "Grandma," but he still said indifferently, "With three missing, the game cannot be completed, and the auspicious time has been delayed. You and I will both have to bear the consequences. Now, it depends on what remedy you have."

"Grandma" said calmly, "You said three were missing, but I said it was just right. It's just that there was one extra just now, which is why the Empress couldn't return to her place."

"Oh? Not a single one missing?" Old Sun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, the number of people is just right now, it's a perfect game, but there's still one person who hasn't returned to their place."

As she spoke, "Grandma" suddenly raised her head.

I was suddenly jolted awake. Looking at where her gaze was directed, it was clear that she could see me!
Old Sun also looked up, but his gaze was clearly unfocused.

He said "Oh," and then added, "I didn't expect these little brats to show up uninvited. Since that's the case, let's not dawdle any longer. Let's hurry up and welcome the phoenix!"

Grandma nodded slightly, muttering something like a spell, and then waved her hand towards the air.

As she moved, I felt my body sink, and suddenly I felt weightless.

The result was that I fell straight down from mid-air.

There was no pain, but I was still in a very sorry state.

My suspicions only grew stronger: Who exactly is this old woman surnamed Huo? Not only can she see what others can't, but she can also make me "tangible" with a wave of her hand?
Grandma didn't look at me. Instead, Zhong Lan, though her head was down, glanced at me with her cold eyes.

Old Man Sun said sarcastically, "I'm really curious, what's the background and identity of this little brat?"

"Grandma" said calmly, "He's just a wandering soul who was roasted by the Purple Flame of the Imperial Cauldron and gained some spiritual energy. We can use him to make up the numbers. But next time, we still need to find the old friends who were with us back then so that we can make a plan again."

"Just one?" Old Sun asked.

Grandma shook her head, pointing to Lü Xin who was still lying on the ground pretending to be dead: "This child is extraordinary. He is not one person, but two in one."

Old Man Sun said "Oh," and then added, "Let's ignore everything else for now. We have enough people, so let's invite Lady Ma!"

(End of this chapter)