These days, Shuojin and the others are still busy looking for Bei Mingshuo's whereabouts, and they still don't want to believe that Bei Mingshuo is really dead.
"There are indeed many doubts about this matter. When the late emperor was buried, he was not inspected by civil and military officials. He was buried in a hurry based on some orders from the Queen Mother and the imperial doctor. There must be something wrong with this matter."
Based on the descriptions of that day by Su Ningqing and Bei Mingchen, Shuojin analyzed it carefully.
"Why don't they just kill the emperor? Wouldn't this save a lot of trouble?" Su Ningqing never understood this point.
"Maybe you want to give yourself a backup plan!"
At this moment, Shuojin simply thought that they were afraid that everything would be irreversible. After all, if they did it directly, it would be regicide. If found out, it would be a serious crime that would kill the nine tribes. But if it was just kidnapping, then the guilt would be
But it's more than a little bit light.
Moreover, if His Majesty is held hostage, it will be easier for them to find what they want.
"Not a single piece of the information I found out in Jiangnan should be left behind."
"I really can't imagine where it will be. I've searched everywhere I can think of. Do you think the late Emperor has really already..."
Su Ningqing held her head and looked hopeless. She had been sitting in Huanqing Pavilion with Shuojin these days, racking her brains to help him think about it, but unfortunately there was still no progress. Even Shuojin herself felt weak.
"No, there is still a place we can go and take a look at." Suddenly, he shouted. "At least it can confirm whether my father is really dead."
"Where?" Su Ningqing also raised some interest.
"Royal Tombs."
"Ahem." Shuojin said this, so frightened that Su Ningqing almost choked to death on her own saliva. "Hahaha, no, Shuojin, you can't be serious, right?"
"Haha." Shuojin also laughed twice, and then immediately became serious. "Of course I am serious."
"I guess you are the only one who can dig your father's grave."
"That's not because the matter is serious." Shuo Jin helplessly spread his hands.
"Then let's go. As promised, I will accompany you."
Although she is not a liar, Su Ningqing has often dealt with corpses. She still knows what to pay attention to when digging graves in the cemetery. Even if Bei Mingshuo is not there, they must be fully prepared.
There is no shortage of anti-poison items. The miasma in the Imperial Tomb is so heavy, so be careful.
In order to confirm their conjecture as soon as possible, Shuojin took three or four of the more skilled disciples of Huanqing Pavilion to go with them. They took advantage of the fact that it had just arrived at night and it was not dark yet, and when they arrived near the cemetery, they hurried over to look for them.
It would be prudent to hide somewhere to avoid going there in the middle of the night when it is dark and windy, and it would also waste time.
They hid for now, planning to wait until the guards took turns to rest in the evening before going in.
As the saying goes, the dead are the most important, and tomb robbers are no better than robbers. Most people dig their own father's grave, which is too much. Shuo Jin is still digging the grave of the late emperor and the royal cemetery. If he is blamed for the crime,
Come down, dozens of heads are not enough for him to chop off.
Therefore, before taking action, Shuojin and the others lit incense candles and cigarettes, and burned some paper money in advance. This behavior was not only a reverence for the gods, but also an expression of reverence for the ancestors. After all, digging graves is indeed immoral.
They will not take this step unless they have to.
Several people were very skilled and quickly opened Bei Mingshuo's grave. When the lid of the coffin was opened, there was nothing inside!
There were only some valuable accessories in the coffin and the clothes that Bei Mingshuo often wore!
"The late Emperor is really not here." Luo Yu sighed.
Later, Shuojin and Su Ningqing carefully inspected the contents of the funeral objects.
"Have you looked carefully? This is your chance." Shuojin confirmed again and again before closing the coffin.
"You can't be wrong." Sun Ningqing said firmly.
"What are you doing standing still? Come and help." Shuojin ordered.
"Oh, okay."
After that, several people worked together to restore the place to its original appearance.
"Where on earth is such a big person hidden?" Luo Yu murmured to himself.
"The Blood Wolf Sect must have hidden His Majesty. Do you think he has been transported to Jiangnan?"
"No, this road is heavily guarded. It is difficult to sell salt privately, let alone smuggle a living person. And that person is still the emperor. Besides, if the emperor is really in their hands, they will also
There is no need to look forward and backward." Shuo Jin said methodically.
"That makes sense."
"Let's go, we can talk about anything after we go back. Go back quickly, the yin energy here is too strong."
Shuojin glanced at Su Ningqing and gave instructions. He didn't want to let his anger hurt Ah Qing.
At night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, so the group of people walked a little confused.
Inadvertently, they came to a remote forest. The further they walked, the more gloomy and gloomy they were. The cold wind blew towards them, and after a while, a white light flashed in front of them, as if a ghost suddenly floated over.
.
"ah!"
Su Ningqing couldn't help but screamed. Shuojin quickly hugged her into his arms.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"We're not going the wrong way here, are we? I feel like we weren't so cautious when we came here."
A gust of cold wind blew, and Su Ningqing shivered again, and Shuojin's hand tightened.
These bursts of cold wind are like demonic winds. Due to air convection, these winds will scream in the ears one after another, as if there are some demons and ghosts shouting next to them.
"Don't worry, you're on the right track, it's just that it's too late now and the wind is a bit strong."
"It's really big." Su Ningqing complained.
"How about we leave tomorrow?"
"How long has it been and you're still kidding?"
Su Ningqing couldn't laugh at all now. She punched Shuo Jin hard and said. The waves of evil wind blew her so hard that she couldn't even breathe smoothly, let alone speak.
"Where is this?"
After saying a few words, Suningqing began to cough, and her voice became slightly hoarse.
"Mass Graves." Shuo Jin also became serious. "There are so many lonely ghosts here, so the hostility will inevitably be stronger."
After hearing about the mass graves, Su Ningqing felt even more horrified, and she held Shuojin tightly with her hands. She originally thought they were just in the wilderness, with some wild beasts at most, but after hearing this, they turned out to be lonely souls.
Ghosts, how can people not be afraid?
"Don't be afraid, follow..."
Shuojin originally thought about pulling Su Ningqing away as quickly as possible, but when Su Ningqing pulled her hard, he immediately changed his mind. He immediately hugged Princess Suningqing.
"It's okay. Actually, you're not that scared. I can do it." Su Ningqing said forcefully, but she shrank sincerely.
"I'm afraid, but I feel more at ease if I hold her in my arms." Shuojin held Su Ningqing firmly in her arms and said softly, "Hold her tight."
Luo Yu and the others stood aside in a daze, neither shying away nor continuing on their way, they just looked at them dazedly.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and leave!" Shuo Jin shouted to the others, and the group of people hurried on in a hurry.
After about half an hour, they finally walked out of the forest and returned to Huanqing Pavilion. After a brief rest, everyone began to talk about what they had seen and felt today.
Su Ningqing also shared a lot of her analysis.
If her guess was correct, Bei Mingshuo was indeed poisoned. The information she got from the funerary objects was limited, and she could only guess that the drug contained in the funerary objects was Jun Qianzi.
The poison of Jun Qianzi will consume a lot of the poisoned person's internal energy and also make the poisoned person's skin become very rough.
When the emperor was buried, the things he had used during his lifetime were simply cleaned, but there were still a lot of human skin tissues on these burial objects. Su Ningqing suspected that it was related to the poison, and came back to confirm it several times.
It also verified her suspicion.
Jun Qianzi is a chronic poison. If you are poisoned by Jun Qianzi, on the surface it looks like you are suffering from stupor, but after all, you cannot just look at the appearance. If a stupor person is taken care of well, his life span will be
They are no different from ordinary people. However, the poisoned people in Jun Qianzi are different. The vital signs of those poisoned people will become weaker and weaker until their bodies are completely hollowed out, and they will eventually die from the poison.
"This is too despicable!"
After hearing this, Luo Yu hammered the table hard. Isn't this a bomb planted in advance? Not only did the poisoned person's life enter a countdown, but he also had to live like a log during that period. He knew he was about to die, but
I can't save myself, and I can't do what I want to do.
"How long does it take for the poison to develop?"
"As little as half a month, and at most no more than three months."
Su Ningqing still had to tell the truth about this kind of thing. The truth was so cruel and they didn't have much time left.
"Then seize this time and search for His Majesty as soon as possible." Shuo Jin immediately made arrangements, "Luo Yu, tomorrow you will take a group of people to inspect all the places in the capital, large and small, and find two more skilled people.
Palace to inquire."
"I obey my orders."
"It's getting late, let's take a good rest."
After saying that, everyone left. When there was no one else in the room, Suningqing began to look dazed.
"What's wrong, are you still thinking about the mass graves?" Shuojin hugged Su Ningqing, gently rubbed her cheek, and said softly. "Be good, don't be afraid, I won't let you go there again.
It's that kind of place, you can sleep peacefully, I will be here to accompany you tonight."
Su Ningqing shook her head. She didn't look like she was afraid, but more like melancholy and depression.
"Do you think those buried there are all lonely ghosts?"
"Well. Most of them are palace maids and eunuchs who were not clever and offended their masters. Of course, there are also some criminals who were tortured to death in prison and had no one to collect their bodies." Shuo Jin explained simply.
Unexpectedly, when Shuojin said this, Su Ningqing acted even more sad. Her eyes looked confused and her body was trembling.
It was as if he was possessed by some kind of demon.
Zangbei Mingshuo's place has appeared before. Guess where it is.