Grudge Breaker

Chapter 293 Blood Puppet (Part )
Coroner Xu and his four apprentice assistants were all dead.

When Mo Tingfeng arrived, the people had been burned to ashes, and the entire Ice Cellar Charity House had been reduced to ruins.

In fact, from the sudden fire to everything reduced to ashes, it only took a moment. If it was an ordinary fire, it would never have caused such a devastating scene.

Fortunately, the charity cemetery is located in a relatively remote area with no houses nearby, so the fire did not cause any major disaster to the public.

Mo Tingfeng stepped into the charity cemetery that had been burned to ashes. At the place where the morgue bed was originally placed, a pair of intact red embroidered shoes were neatly placed on the ashes - they were the pair that Du Juan was wearing when she was hanged.

Against the gray background, the two red lotus ridges seemed even more abrupt and strange.

……

Although Ye Wujiu was injured by the Gu, he still arrived earlier than Ding Heran. The scenes around him made him feel a chill in his heart. After all, the underground network under his management was also responsible for the security of Si Chen Mansion.

He immediately cast a spell and swung a sword into the air. As the sword rang, a short eagle's cry was heard in the mansion, as if in response. Then the entire Si Chen Mansion was instantly wrapped in a layer of transparent defensive barrier.

At this time, Ding Heran also arrived. He couldn't help but screaming after taking a look at the miserable situation in the charity cemetery.

"It must have been that necromancer who did it!"

Mo Tingfeng swept his palm across the pair of red embroidered shoes, and there were indeed traces of Ma Zhenchun's puppet energy and fire-type A-level magic on them, but he shook his head.
"It was Dujuan who did it."

"Cuckoo?"

Ding Heran was stunned.
"Isn't she dead? I checked it myself, she's dead as hell!"

He felt like his brain had been stolen.

Although there was the precedent of Ma Zhenchun's "resurrection from the dead", he was, after all, a Class A fire sorcerer during his lifetime - and according to Ye Wujiu, before he was refined into a strange species, he still had at least one or two souls that had not left his body. It would take enough time and extremely special techniques to imprison his souls in the body, turning him into a "living dead" who could not die.

But Dujuan was just an ordinary maid. To put it bluntly, she had no cultivation or magic power. There was no sign that she had been refined by anyone during her lifetime, and she was not worthy of being refined. If it was said that all this was done by her, it would be unbelievable.

……

"Sir, do you mean... Dujuan has also become a necromancer?"

"Do not."

"But she seems to be able to borrow the power of that necromancer."

"I think there must be some kind of contractual exchange between them. Before she died, a clear 'action obsession' was implanted in her, requiring her to achieve a certain goal after her death. Of course, this contract will also satisfy her requirements at the same time."

After hearing what Mo Tingfeng said, Ding Heran felt an inappropriate and strange emotion in his heart - although Du Juan was indeed pitiful, she couldn't just suddenly become powerful after death! If one or two of them were so unbelievable, how could he do his official duties in the future?
He suddenly remembered a complaint she made when she first met Song Weichen a long time ago.
"It seems like my job is a master-level hell mode. It could break any minute. Can I quit?"

……

Just as he was feeling resentful, a team of underground resentment-busting masters who were specifically responsible for the security of the mansion arrived.

When the team leader saw the state of the Bingjia Charity Cemetery, he was so shocked and horrified that he even forgot to salute.

"Sir, Commander Ye! We just patrolled this place a moment ago and found nothing unusual. This..."

Ye Wujiu waved his hand to stop him from talking any further. It was useless information, so he might as well not listen to it.

"From this moment on, send more people to strengthen the security of the palace. No more accidents can happen until Ma Zhenchun is caught and the defense barrier is broken."

"Yes!"

The leading resentment-breaking master was about to retreat to conduct a detailed investigation of the remaining ashes of the charity cemetery when he was stopped by Mo Tingfeng.

"You have always been responsible for the security of the palace?"

"Your Excellency, for the past two hundred years, the security and personnel movements in the palace have always been managed by my subordinates."

"In that case, do you know where Du Juan has been and who she has met since arriving at Si Chen Mansion?"

The leader bowed to Mo Tingfeng.
"During the time when the princess is here, I will be personally responsible for all the movements of the two nobles and their personal maids in Si Chen's mansion."

"After Du Juan arrived at the mansion, she never left the Venerable Mansion except to deliver medical treatment. Later, due to health reasons, she stayed in the mansion's medical clinic. She only returned to the Venerable Mansion from the clinic before she committed suicide." "Medical clinic?"

Mo Tingfeng pondered for a moment and decided to go to the clinic.

He turned around and came back, bowing silently towards the ruins.

"Mr. Xu, brothers, I'm sorry that Tingfeng failed to protect you. Sichen Mansion will make proper arrangements for your family affairs, so you can go with peace of mind."

"He Ran, order people to find as many as possible of the ashes of Xu the coroner and others, and give them to the government officials to send to their respective homes. In addition, make sure to arrange funeral arrangements and compensation."

"Yes!"
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Most of the time, there were no casualties in the Sichen Mansion Clinic. When the doctors in the clinic had nothing to do, they would often take two medicine boys to nearby villages and towns to practice medicine for free.

So when Mo Tingfeng and others arrived, there was only a servant who was making medicine in the clinic and dozing off beside the extinguished medicine stove. He opened his eyes sleepily when he heard footsteps, and when he saw it was him, he jumped up with fright, then knelt down again.

"Master Si Chen! I heard from Miss Guyu that there is no need to make medicine for Miss Sang Pu, as she has gone to Sikong Mansion with Lord Yuheng. That's why..."

The servant who was making the medicine thought that Mo Tingfeng was here to call him to task, and hurriedly explained.

Mo Tingfeng was stunned when he heard this. He obviously didn't know that Song Weichen had already left the house.

Four hours have passed since she was taken away by Zhuang Yuheng after the piano banquet in the forest in the back mountain. Mo Tingfeng has been busy dealing with these emergencies and has no time to visit her, but that doesn't mean he isn't worried.

In fact, he had sent a directed message to Zhuang Yuheng, but he did not reply at all. Unexpectedly, he had already left the house with Song Weichen.

Mo Tingfeng was not an emotionally dull person. He certainly understood that not only Song Weichen, but even Zhuang Yuheng was resentful of his behavior today.

Indeed, how could he do such a thing with Qin Xueying? Even if he was poisoned by the sound of the Heart-Bewitching Harp that was contaminated by the blood of the beast, so what? They were all excuses, not reasons.

...Through this thought, Mo Tingfeng became gloomy for a moment, and his whole body was shrouded in a shadow.

Ding Heran didn't know that Mo Tingfeng was distracted. She just saw his stern expression, staring at the servant who was kneeling on the ground boiling medicine without saying a word. The servant was so scared that he almost fainted, so she hurried out to smooth things over.

"Why are you kneeling? Hurry up and gather all the things Dujuan used and present them to me."

"Yes Yes!"

The servant hurriedly stood up. He didn't know the news of Du Juan's death. Seeing that Lord Si Chen came in person to inquire, he just thought that he respected the people who walked around the nobleman, so he quickly led a few people to the single room at the innermost part of the clinic.

"This is the ward where Miss Du Juan is recuperating. Because she left so suddenly today, we are not sure if she will come back, so we haven't cleaned it up yet. All the things she used during her recovery are here."

"Just get down."

The case was complicated and confusing. Mo Tingfeng collected his attention and replied calmly. The servant disappeared in an instant as if he had been pardoned.

The three of them went into the room separately to check carefully.

Mo Tingfeng sorted out the information in his mind while checking.
First, Du Juan must have had contact with the necromancer, but if she wanted to borrow Ma Zhenchun's necromancy power, it would not be achieved by simply one or two contacts. The more likely possibility is that the forces behind Ma Zhenchun took a fancy to Du Juan and did it deliberately.

In any case, it means that Du Juan must have had intensive secret contacts with Ma Zhenchun when she was in Si Chen Mansion.

Secondly, the Venerable's Mansion is full of elite attendants brought by Qin Xueying. In addition, there is a special team of resentment-breaking masters guarding day and night, with many eyes and ears. It is unrealistic for them to have any intersection in the Venerable's Mansion, so the most likely possibility is in the clinic.

But the strange thing about this matter is that no matter whether it is the Venerable Mansion or the Medical Clinic, the Necromancer will never be able to set foot inside. Once he enters Si Chen Mansion, the undead aura on his body will directly trigger the defensive barrier, which is the barrier that Ye Wujiu sent a signal to order people to open today.

But the barrier has not responded so far, which means that Ma Zhenchun has never entered the mansion - so how did he and Du Juan, who never leaves the mansion, exchange the contract?

……

Ye Wujiu stood in front of a medicine bowl on the table in the corner of the ward for a long time. He performed the spell again and again to confirm before hesitantly speaking.

"Sir, there seems to be some kind of puppet energy reaction in this medicine bowl. I am injured and my magic power is unstable, so I cannot be sure."

Mo Tingfeng rushed over to cast a spell to check, and sure enough, there were scattered, almost undetectable wisps of puppet energy like spider webs, mixed with the power of Class A fire magic lingering in it. This was consistent with the characteristics of the puppet energy that was uncontrollably overflowing from the necromancer, and was exactly the same as what was found in the hollow cave in the sinkhole of the Hidden Mist Village at that time.

There were some medicine residues at the bottom of the bowl, which looked like Dujuan's medicine.

But this medicine was prescribed by his own doctor, prepared by a medicine boy, and boiled by a servant, so there couldn't be any problem. How could the aura of a necromancer appear in it?