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Chapter 743 Murder in the Palace ([-]) The Day of the Incident
As early as when Pang Daishou mentioned the imperial examination case 23 years ago, Yang Zhen had already guessed that the examiner was the biological father of her own body.

It's just that he never thought that in the end, he would become a suspect!

This, this is simply too reversed.

Looking at Pang Daishou with a pale face at this time, he didn't have much anger in his heart, but was secretly grateful.

If it wasn't for this person's careful investigation, how would he know that Yang Yin's death is actually related to the queen!

Thinking of this, he adjusted his clothes, arched his hands, and looked solemn:
"Hallmaster Pang, no matter whether you believe it or doubt it, this junior really only found out at this moment that there are these strange things behind my father's death."

"This junior has a merciless request. No matter how well the case of the palace is being investigated, or the case of my father being framed, I ask you to continue to investigate and find out the truth. Give my father justice!"

"please."

Having said that, he lowered his head and bowed deeply to the other party.

Pang Daishou remained silent, with an uncertain expression on his face.

"As for the case of the imperial palace," Yang Zhen straightened her body and said sternly, "I was entrusted by the emperor and hand-picked by the head. No matter if there is a thorny trap in front of me or I am under suspicion, I will never back down!"

"Pang Da people, if you are willing to continue to cooperate, you can solve this case with me; if you don't want to, you can go to the sect to report and complain, and I will not stop you."

Pang Daishou stared at Yang Zhen for a long time, his tense face gradually released, and finally he laughed loudly: "Okay! The old man should take a good look at how you solve this case. If you really have the ability to find the murderer, This old man will help you find out the truth about your father's injustice, and I will never break my promise!"

"It's a deal!" Yang Zhen was overjoyed, stretched out her hand and gave the other party a high-five as a vow.

Neither of them used mana, so Pang Daishou still felt his palms go numb, and he couldn't help being surprised: "This kid has so much strength!"

The arrogance on his face subsided instantly.

……

The next few people stopped talking and walked all the way. Not long after, a large hall facing south appeared in sight. It was the Kunde Hall where the queen lived.

The palace is made of glazed tiles and purple gold eaves, which is very magnificent.Outside the hall stood a circle of mortal soldiers in full armor and several white-robed cultivators, guarding the place closely.

Pang Daishou raised the token in his hand, and the invisible shields opened to both sides. He stepped forward to lead the way, followed by Yang Zhen and He Shouxin.

A gust of cool wind blows across the face, which is another world from the scorching heat outside.

The area inside the hall is not small. Except for the central hall, the rest are divided into several houses with board doors, screens, and curtains. The layout is simple yet luxurious.

Some puppets curled up everywhere caught Yang Zhen's attention.

He stepped up to one of the puppets dressed as palace maids, and saw a piece of white paper stuck to the front of his clothes. He opened it and saw a few lines of small characters neatly written on it, which were name, identity, cause of death, time, etc. Description, immediately understood.

This is after the body of the victim was removed, and the puppet was used to restore the state of death at that time.

This Pang Daishou, not to mention how well the case was solved, just this meticulous and serious attitude is still remarkable.

The evaluation of this person in my heart can't help but be a little higher.

The corpse can be restored by any means, and other items in the hall will remain the same as expected.

Yang Zhen looked around, and sure enough, she found some green plants placed around the corners of the house and near the beams and columns. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Where is the study?" He looked up and asked.

Pang Daishou walked towards a room on the left without saying a word.

Entering this room, I saw several puppets again, two of them were wearing white silk pajamas, one was dripping with blood, and was completely unrecognizable; the other looked like an old man, lying on his back on an armchair, as if asleep.

There were still several guarding monks standing in the study, Yang Zhen took a look and suddenly found two acquaintances, and those two also saw him at the same time.

"Fatty Dou! Sister Lan."

"Yang Shitou?" "Junior Brother Yang..."

The three greeted at the same time, and immediately, the eyes of the two were dull.

"Yang Zhen, you, are you already in the Zifu?" Dou Manxiong said in shock.

Yang Zhen nodded slightly, feeling quite helpless in her heart.With my own cultivation speed, whenever I meet acquaintances in the future, I am afraid that I will be so surprised.

"There have been some adventures in the past two years," he responded, while looking at the behavior of Dou Lan and the two of them, he realized later: "This is the two, have you formed a Taoist couple?"

Dou Mannxiong was tongue-tied and still hadn't recovered from the shock.Lan Caifang blushed and nodded lightly, suddenly feeling sad for no reason, her eye circles turned red, she quickly turned her head away.

Yang Zhen didn't care, she thumped Dou Manxiong's chest hard, and said with a smile: "My boy, I really have you! You two, when did this happen, why don't I know?"

"At the beginning of this year." Dou Manxiong replied.He has a carefree temperament, and he often spends time with his family's Jindan Patriarch. After the initial shock, he has returned to normal at this time.

"I sent an invitation at that time, but I don't know where you are hiding, and the paper kite can't spread it, hehe."

……

While the few people were talking, Yiyi, who was hiding in Yang Zhen's body, was "watching" what happened that night through the words of grass and trees.

After her realm has improved, this innate skill has brought her new changes. Through the shared consciousness with Yang Zhen, she has shown scenes in the sea of ​​consciousness of the other party.

……

The eighth day of July, late at night

The bright moon is in the sky, and there is no wind or rain.

Xu Guo's palace was surrounded by silence, most of the people had fallen into deep sleep, only a few women's panting could be faintly heard in a small courtyard hundreds of meters away from the Kunde Palace.

A figure dressed as an eunuch walked out of the darkness and walked towards the Kunde Palace unhurriedly.

The moonlight shone on this man's dark face, revealing a round face with a white face and beardless, with a somewhat gloomy expression.

In an instant, he had arrived outside Kunde Hall.

There were two eunuchs in front of the gate of the hall, one of them was leaning against the gate, his head twitched from time to time like a chicken pecking at rice, already drowsy.Another crouched on the threshold, yawning listlessly.

A white light flashed around his waist, and the round-faced mysterious man had passed the palace's restriction, passed by the two of them, and swaggered into the hall.The two seemed to be asleep, without any reaction.

At this moment, if someone walks in and observes carefully, they will find that their eyes are dull and their manners are stiff, which is quite different from normal people.

There seems to be a small transparent bug indistinctly between their eyebrows.

This is the voodoo technique of the witch clan.

The mysterious man continued to walk in the hall as if there was no one around. Wherever he passed, the maids and eunuchs who were half asleep, or already asleep, suddenly stopped breathing and lost their lives instantly.

Moths the size of mosquitoes flew out of these people's nostrils and returned to the insect bag on the waist of the mysterious man.

This is still the method of the Wu Clan.

After a while, most of the people in this hall with 30 to [-] people died without knowing it, leaving only the last two places.

A sneer appeared on the face of the mysterious man, and he pushed open a door that was ajar.

Several curtains set up overlapped to reflect the dim lights, and the octagonal smoker in the corner quietly exudes the velvety and graceful aroma of burnt ambergris.

In the depths of the curtain, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair was sleeping soundly.The maid who was sleeping in her clothes on a small bed next to her was not breathing.

The mysterious man's eyes paused for a while on the woman, because of Changchun Pill, this Empress Xu, who is over half a hundred years old, looks like a young woman in her thirties, with a charming and delicate beautiful face.

Little did he know that a catastrophe was imminent.

Gradually, the muscles on the mysterious man's smooth face tightened, and there was a slight chill in his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed the woman like a toy, and then walked towards a room with flickering lights not far away.

The woman woke up from the dream, her face changed in horror, and she wanted to struggle desperately, but found that her body was restrained, and the sound from her mouth could not come out.

In the study room, the white-haired Emperor Xu, although supported by various panaceas and his body is still strong, is in his twilight years after all, and it is difficult for him to fall asleep.At this time, he was lying on a white jade reclining chair beside the desk, squinting his eyes slightly and shaking his body, while the maid behind him was massaging his head, while listening to the eunuch reciting the scriptures before the collapse.

A touch of incense lingers among the orchids and asparagus in front of the table.

Between sleeping and waking up, the room was suddenly silent, the eunuch's voice stopped abruptly, and the maid's fingertips also stopped moving.

Xu Huang's eyes suddenly opened!

In sight, a round-faced eunuch stared at him expressionlessly.

"Xiao Guizi? No, you are not Xiao Guizi, who are you!" the old man asked sharply, and the majesty of a human emperor burst out from him.Although he is a mortal, he still has a majestic aura that is not inferior to that of Master Zifu.

While drinking and asking, he had already seen the queen in the hands of the mysterious person, and his heart sank suddenly!
With his right hand, he quietly pinched a piece of jade pendant at his waist.

It's just that these movements couldn't be hidden from the mysterious person. Xu Huang only felt his arms stiffen and couldn't move.

Jade pendant fell into the opponent's hands.

"Who is your Excellency?" the old man asked in a hoarse voice.

As if the mysterious man had never heard of it, he hit several sound-proof restraints with his right hand, then threw the Queen to the ground, and at the same time released the restraints on her body.

Empress Xu suddenly let out a cry of misery, her beautiful eyes looked at each other in horror, then turned to Emperor Xu, and cried out sadly: "Your Majesty—"

Xu Huang's face was gloomy and he remained silent.

The mysterious man looked down at the two of them, and finally spoke, but his voice was extremely cold:

"Your Majesty, why did you put Empress Yang in limbo?"

"Yang, Empress Yang?" Puzzled on Xu Huang's face.After all, he is almost a hundred years old, and under the panic, he didn't understand why for a while.

"Can't you remember?" the mysterious man gritted his teeth and said with a fierce look on his face.

"Yang Peipei!" Empress Xu screamed on the ground, her expression even more suspicious: "You, what are you asking her for?"

"Slap!" After a slap across the face, half of Xu Hou's face swelled up, and two broken teeth fell to the ground.

"What did I ask, what did you answer!" the mysterious man said viciously.

Xu Hou covered the sore spot on his face, not daring to speak out anymore, big and big teardrops fell down.

"I remember," Xu Huang's voice seemed to be a little older: "She is the lonely former queen, because, because of her misbehavior, she can no longer be the mother of the world, so the widow had no choice but to reprimand her."

"Irregular behavior?" The mysterious man raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "How dare you lie to me?"

"A widow must never dare to lie to the immortal, the elder." Xu Huang said tremblingly.

"Okay," the mysterious man said with a sinister smile, "Then tell me in detail how she behaved so disorderly."

"At that time, Yang, Empress Yang was in a bad mood because of the pain of losing her son..."

"The pain of losing a child?" The mysterious man interrupted him: "How many children does Empress Yang have?"

"Just one."

"One?" The mysterious man frowned: "What happened to that child?"

"That child, he, he..." Xu Huang faltered, raised his eyes and saw the other party staring at him fiercely, panicked, and hurriedly said: "The child was born with a vision, and he is a legendary single child. He is a cultivator with a spiritual root, so I dare not hide anything, so I quickly notified the mage in the country and executed him..."

"Execution?" The mysterious man's eyes turned cold.

"Yes," Xu Huang said with a trace of helplessness on his face, "I, the Xu family, have made an agreement with the emperor since the day we established our country, that future generations will never cultivate immortals. If, if a single spiritual root is born, their life will be cut off, and their lives will be destroyed. No future trouble!"

"What happened later? What happened to the child?" the mysterious man said calmly.

"What else can I do, of course she is dead," Xu Huang sighed, and continued: "Because of this, Empress Yang was too sad, and the widow couldn't bear to see her sad, so I gave her a beautiful courtyard to live in. But I never thought that one day the widow would go to visit her and bump into her, she was hanging out with an old Taoist..."

"Old Taoist? Does the old Taoist have white beard and hair, and a fierce face?" asked the mysterious man.

"Yep!"

The mysterious man clenched his hands, glaring and gnashing his teeth, with a bit of shame and anger in his expression, and he couldn't hide his murderous intent: "It's because of this reason that you deposed her?"

"I, I, yes, yes..."

"Damn!" The mysterious man said in a stern voice, "You are so forgetful, there are monks playing with your concubines and palace maids hundreds of meters away, why don't you go and divorce them? To be honest, what is the reason!"

"Don't try to lie to me, otherwise, this woman will be your role model!"

As he spoke, he flicked his fingertips, and a phantom fell into the back of Xu's forehead. Moments later, the woman hugged her head and howled, rolling back and forth on the ground, digging hard at her face with ten slender fingers. It was already dripping with blood, like a ghost.

Xu Huang's complexion changed drastically, and cold sweat broke out.

"Yes, it's the empress," he pointed tremblingly at the other party, "it's the empress who coveted Yang's position and bewitched me with slanderous words, that's why..."

"Xu Shiyuan, you are talking nonsense, you are not human!" Although Xu Hou was screaming, she listened to the conversation here word for word, and immediately reprimanded:
"At that time, you were obsessed with the beauty of my old lady, and you secretly hated Sister Yang for losing her body to others. That's why you belittled her. What does it have to do with me!"

"Immortal Elder—" She stumbled over, hugged the mysterious man's thigh with bloody hands, and cried loudly: "You, you are Sister Yang's poor child, you are not dead, right? Gong understands, Bengong should have thought about it a long time ago, with Sister Yang's temperament, if you really died, how could she commit herself to others? She used her own body to keep you safe!"

As soon as these words came out, the mysterious man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his anger exploded like an iceberg collapsing!

(End of this chapter)