The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 173: Can the weak be bullied? Not to be trusted!
Lang Jiuchuan did not hide anything and told everyone present how Qi Si died. Several female relatives were frightened so much that their faces turned pale. Mrs. Shen was okay, as she had seen a lot of things happen to her son, so she was able to remain calm.

But the others were shocked.

What kind of person or monster could die like a mummy?

Grandma Pei San even imagined the appearance of the mummy, and suddenly she felt her stomach churning and wanted to vomit, so she quickly drank a sip of cold tea to suppress the nausea.

"Her death was strange. It was definitely not caused by humans, but by evil spirits. When the martial law at Huguo Temple is lifted, return to Beijing." Lang Jiuchuan said, "You can wear the talisman I asked Jianlan to give you."

Mrs. Shen's mind moved: "What kind of talisman is it?"

"It's just a talisman." Lang Jiuchuan glanced at her, took out two of them from his sleeve pocket and handed them to her: "Just stay in the temple, and when you can leave, go back to Beijing."

Mrs. Shen took it happily and said with a smile: "I'm not polite."

She solemnly put the talisman into the pouch at her waist.

Seeing this, Grandma Pei San took out the talisman from her belt and said, "I'm just wondering why a talisman was suddenly sent to me and my grandmother. Could it be because of this? Does Ninth Sister also know the mysterious arts?"

"I only know a little bit, but I can't compare with the Gong family." Lang Jiuchuan behaved very modestly in front of Mrs. Pei.

He sneered lightly.

Cui frowned and asked, "Why did you go to the back mountain?" Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she said quickly, "It's freezing cold, and at that time, how could you be so bold to go alone..."

Madam Pei also took over the conversation and said, "Your mother is right to worry. You are still a little girl, and it's late at night. If you go to the mountains alone, what if you meet a bad guy?"

Grandma Pei San didn't say anything, she just glanced at Lang Jiuchuan curiously. She was calm and composed. She didn't even change her expression when she told her about the death of Qi Si. This girl was not as weak as she looked.

Those ladies and noble girls were probably deceived by her weak and gullible appearance.

It’s really fun. There will be a lot of excitement in Wujing in the future!

Madam Shen thought of her identity and asked, "Are you chasing after that evil creature?"

Lang Jiuchuan shook his head and lied without any psychological burden: "Not really, I finished burning incense in the main hall, and when I came out, I saw Gong Si and a few Taoist priests going into the mountain, so I followed them."

Let Gong Si take on everything. When he takes the lead, these elders will be more inclined to believe him.

Gong Si, who was talking about this with Gong Qi, suddenly felt a chill on his back and looked back subconsciously.

As expected, upon hearing about Gong Si, Madam Pei was the first to relax her facial expression and nodded seriously, "I guess they must have sensed the presence of an evil spirit and chased after it, but they were a step behind."

Lang Jiuchuan remained silent. It was almost like that anyway, there was no need to go into details.

As soon as Cui opened her mouth, Madam Shen said, "Then you are also reckless. You are a little girl and weak, so you are too bold."

Lang Jiuchuan pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "This is probably what happened. I'm just letting you know. Don't panic. After all, the Xuan Clan is in charge of this matter."

Madam Pei frowned and said, "I hope it can be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise people will be in panic and it will be difficult to live this year."

In fact, such a thing happened on the first day of the Lunar New Year. People who got the news were already panicking. It was because the Huguo Temple was still under martial law and everyone was afraid of the power of the Loyal and Brave Marquis Mansion that they did not dare to leave immediately. "Old Madam, Taoist Priest Qinqian sent someone to invite Miss Nine." A nanny walked in and looked at Lang Jiuchuan.

Qinqian is Gong Qi’s Taoist name.

Lang Jiuchuan stood up, bowed to the others, and said, "It's probably about Qi Si. I'll go over and take a look."

She left very quickly. Mrs. Shen and Old Madam Pei were not very familiar with each other. After chatting for a while, she made an excuse to take her son to burn incense and worship gods. Grandma Pei also found an excuse to leave.

Madam Pei then said to Cui: "You are not as good as Madam Shen. An outsider can protect the child better than you can. What about you? Huijun, you have been separated from your child for more than ten years. If you continue like this, mother and daughter will only become strangers. I don't want you to regret it for the rest of your life."

Cui smiled bitterly: "Aunt, in the eyes of outsiders, I am unworthy of being a mother, right?"

Seeing her like this, Madam Pei sighed again: "It takes time for the ice to freeze three feet thick. It is impossible to say that there is no estrangement. All you have to do is to be gentle and learn what a mother should do. It is really difficult for the two of you to be close, so don't let the child feel cold."

Cui remained silent, but her hand touched the plain purse at her waist, where there was also a amulet.

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The fourth daughter of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery died in the back mountain of Huguo Temple. Naturally, her body could not be left on the mountain. Huguo Temple had a special hall for storing the coffins of nobles, which was convenient for those whose ancestral homes were far away and could not be sent back to the countryside for burial to temporarily store their bodies, just like a charity cemetery.

Qi Si's body was also temporarily placed here to facilitate the coroner's autopsy and investigation.

Shen Qinghe had never expected that he would encounter a murder case when he came to Huguo Temple to visit a friend. And it was not an ordinary case. Not only was the deceased of noble status and the cause of death strange, but it also involved evil spirits, which made him have to be vigilant.

Especially since he had just learned some inside information about evil spirits from Gong Qi, combined with those women who were recorded as missing but dead according to fortune-telling, he didn't know whether Qi Si's death was related to those people.

If that's the case, and they all died in the same way, it would be a major serial murder case.

When Lang Jiuchuan arrived at the Hall of the Dead, the coroner had already finished the autopsy and the registered case record had been handed over to Shen Qinghe, who was discussing the matter with Gong Qi and others.

Gong Qi was the first to see Lang Jiuchuan coming, and raised his hand to wave, "You are here."

Shen Qinghe's face suddenly turned dark. This was a murder case, and the people of the Xuan clan were calling for people to come at any time. Did they think that there was no one in their government?
Turning his head, he saw that it was Lang Jiuchuan. His expression changed immediately, and he walked up to him quickly, saying, "Why are you here? This palace is cold and gloomy, and there is no charcoal basin. You are weak, so don't come here. Changgui, let Jiuniang put on my cloak as well."

I don’t know if it’s because the bone was given to Lang Jiuchuan, but he feels unusually close to her now.

Gong Qi and the others looked at him speaking warmly and tenderly like an old father, without any of his stern and serious look just now, and they couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Shan Gong's pupils trembled: "Do you know this too?"

Gong Qi, with dark eyelids, raised an eyebrow and said, "I heard that we met because we helped Lord Shen solve a big case."

As for the Red Lotus Evil God case, he was curious about it and investigated it overnight. Since it was a Tantric case, it took him a lot of effort.

Haha, that was not just any evil spirit, it was an evil god artificially created by humans, the kind with faith. It was not easy to deal with, but she still killed it.

The so-called mere knowledge of the mystical arts, like her weak and gullible appearance, is becoming less and less trustworthy.