Chapter 1023: The angry murderer attacks the miracle doctor!
"Hmm! What does it smell like!"
He Maocai climbed onto the boat and took a whiff. The strong smell of medicine hit his face, accompanied by an indescribable rancid smell that made people feel nauseous.
He had seen corpses before, but he felt that the smell was worse than that of dead people, so he quickly pinched his nose with one hand to calm his mind.
The madam was summoned before, and Liu Shiyan sternly questioned her. The other party was frightened and confessed, confirming that Du Jiuniang had been ill for no reason since the year before. She did not ask for a medicine woman, and had been hiding on the boat all day for the past eight months without seeing any outsiders. Getting more and more mysterious.
This completely coincides with the time when the countess became seriously ill. Although there is no ironclad evidence, He Maocai first sent someone to notify Chaotian Palace, and then asked Liu Shiyan for orders to personally explore the boat.
As an official in the criminal field, if he could really expose the Qinhuai prostitute's evil curse on Madam Gaoming on the spot, it would be a real political achievement and would allow someone like him, who has the same background as a Jinshi, to stand out.
As for the danger
"I don't know where this prostitute learned the harming spell. Now she is dying. She relies on a few maids to survive, and she has no ability to protect herself. What should I fear about her?"
"The police officers in the city are all a bunch of losers. They will only do bad things if they come. If you call other officials to come, the credit will be taken away."
"Only me!"
He Maocai comforted himself. His desire for promotion suppressed his fear of the gloomy environment, and he tiptoed over.
Painted boats originally referred to beautifully decorated boats, which were used to float on the water and enjoy the scenery on both sides of the river during banquets. However, many of the painted boats on the Qinhuai River were the personal residences of famous prostitutes, which is quite unique.
Du Jiuniang's painting boat is one of them. Even at night, you can still see a bit of the luxury and luxury of the past. How many patrons spent money in it, and the decoration is naturally magnificent.
But now, all the windows for viewing the scenery on both sides have been sealed, and the rooms on the periphery are all deserted and deserted, losing their popularity and the atmosphere of the past.
The further they walked inside, the colder the air became. He Maocai's footsteps were extremely light, but he felt that every step he took made a loud sound and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He simply took off his shoes and moved forward slowly.
Finally, when he arrived at the innermost door, he touched it lightly and quietly opened a gap. When he looked inside, the pupils of this fellow Jinshi suddenly swelled.
What was supposed to be a boudoir has turned into a mourning hall, with eight black and white interlaced cloth banners hanging down and gently spinning.
There is a word on each flag, which is vaguely "soul", "spirit", "evil", "resentment", "wrath", "slaughter", "jue" and "death".
He Maocai was not sure whether he was seeing it right or not, because most of his attention was attracted by a strange figure in the middle.
Unable to see clearly, he could only see his lower body kneeling and his upper body lying softly on the ground. There were three candles burning around him, which revealed that he was wearing a gold-embroidered wealthy garment.
That is a shroud worn by the dead.
In addition to the woman kneeling on the ground, in the room that was decorated like a mourning hall, there were three maids kneeling and sitting on the edge, each holding a candle with both hands, motionless.
In front of these four people, there seemed to be a portrait hanging, with two huge paper figures placed on the left and right, but it was not clear from He Maocai's perspective.
Tong Jinshi, whose scalp was numb and his whole body was cold, gently closed the door crack.
Suddenly I no longer want to be promoted.
"It's better to wait for the Taoist priest to come. I'm just the head of the punishment department, how can I take care of this!"
"Your Majesty has already searched the inside and outside of the boat, but he didn't dare to alert the enemy, so he pretended to come back!"
Looking at the majestic and fearless He Maocai in front of him, Liu Shiyan praised: "Master He is really brave and careful!"
Li Yan did not reveal the truth and asked: "What's the situation inside?"
He Maocai described what he saw in detail. Even if Liu Shiyan did not witness it with his own eyes, he felt chilled and murmured: "Who taught this woman such a vicious spell? Is it really a coincidence? Who did I offend?
, want to inflict such harm?"
He Maocai said: "Uncle, the evidence is now conclusive, we should wait for the Tiangong Taoist priests to come here!"
Liu Shiyan frowned and said: "I don't know when the Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace will come. I have scolded the Taoist priests before. I'm afraid they will come together."
I am filled with jealousy, if this woman continues to do this and harms my wife. No, I can’t wait any longer! Go in now!”
"Uncle. This!"
He Maocai's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Li Yan. Unexpectedly, Li Yan also nodded slightly: "Master He went deep into the boat and retreated safely. He used his own courage to prove that there was no serious danger inside. Since the Taoist priest from Chaotian Palace has not arrived for a long time, he is sure again.
Du Jiuniang's methods are harmful to people, so we might as well go inside now to investigate."
He Maocai had no choice but to call the spies from before, gather a group of people, and board the boat again.
As the number of people increased, the courage became much greater, especially the firm steps of the two leaders, which made the others calm down.
Compared with Liu Shiyan who loves his wife passionately and doesn't feel fear, He Maocai admires Dr. Li even more. This calm look is the real one who is calm and calm.
"Whoa!"
Soon he arrived in front of the inner door. Liu Shiyan took a deep breath. He wanted to gather his courage, but he was choked by the stench and simply coughed and pushed open the door.
Although the windows were closed outside, a dark wind suddenly blew, making the cloth flags rustle. He Maocai and others broke out in cold sweat, but Liu Shiyan gritted his teeth and rushed in.
He first threw himself in front of Du Jiuniang, who was lying on the ground. He was about to ask, but when he looked forward, his body suddenly froze.
In the portrait that He Maocai had not seen before, there was a beautiful woman sitting upright, who was the wife he was marrying.
This painting is beautiful, but there are two huge paper figures enshrined on the left and right.
On the white paper face, the eyes dotted with black ink are so dark that it's scary to see, and the facial features drawn with cinnabar ink are even more rigid and weird, making your whole body shiver.
What made Liu Shiyan collapse the most was that the two paper figures were covered with dense needles, and the one on the right had a row of birth dates written on his chest.
"This is the horoscope of Xian Nei! This is exactly the horoscope of Xian Nei!"
Ever since his wife became seriously ill, Liu Shiyan had imagined many possibilities. He never expected that the reason that had tortured him for nearly a year was actually a vicious curse cast by a Qinhuai prostitute whom he had no memory of.
Her facial features were distorted, her eyes were red, and with a roar, she suddenly rushed to Du Jiuniang and raised her feet.
But looking at the motionless Du Jiuniang, Liu Shiyan suddenly showed a hint of intolerance. He didn't hesitate to vent his resentment, and kicked the maid next to him fiercely: "Let you help the tyrant to do evil! Help the tyrant to do evil!"
The maid did not hide or evade, her whole body was numb, her eyes were clearly open, but there was no sign of her eyes moving. She was like a clay figure, falling to the side with a snap.
Their bodies fell down, and without the candle they were holding, the candle flame suddenly flickered.
But after shaking for a while, the candle flame settled down again and continued to burn steadily.
"What do you mean by lighting these candles? Do you want to take away the life of my beloved wife!!"
Liu Shiyan looked ferocious, and just as he was about to kick over the candle, he put a hand on his shoulder: "Uncle, calm down!"
Liu Shiyan struggled for a few times without struggling, and gradually calmed down after being persuaded by reason. He looked at Li Yan who stopped him: "Sir, I also know that this woman is innocent, but my wife is even more innocent. Is it because I sympathize with this irrelevant person?"
People, if they just sit back and watch the virtuous wife howl in misery, would life be worse than death?"
Li Yandao: "Although I cannot empathize with your uncle's feelings, I can understand it very well. Your wife has really suffered an unreasonable disaster, but now that it has happened, there must be a relatively perfect solution. Can you trust me, uncle?"
Liu Shiyan said without hesitation: "Without sir, my wife would still be lingering on the sick bed and suffering so much. I was even more kept in the dark at this time. I never imagined that the evil came from this. My husband's great kindness to me and my wife would never be the same."
If you dare to forget, how can you not believe it?"
Li Yan nodded: "Well, please go back to your home and tell your lady, I will lift the evil curse, let you and your wife be happy, and return to your old life. Let her wait with peace of mind and have a good sleep. Tomorrow may be different."
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Liu Shiyan was greatly excited after hearing this, showing his sincere expectation, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
Midnight watch.
The moonlight fell on the boat, and the light rippled slightly like water ripples. Xiaoqian looked up
The moon, a little bit of white breath, condensed from it and slowly entered the center of her eyebrows.
After a long time, Xiaoqian stopped inhaling Yueshuang and took another breath of gray-black breath, which came out of her mouth in a straight line.
After practicing for a long time, her eyes became more and more alert. She touched the banknote inside her sleeve and was pleased with it.
But the next moment, Xiaoqian sensed something again, her hair raised slightly, her illusory figure sank rapidly, and suddenly disappeared into the boat.
Deep inside the boat, Li Yan stood in the room where the practice was performed, his eyes slightly closed.
The woman wearing a gold-embroidered rich shroud no longer knelt down, but lay on the ground, with three candles beside her burning quietly.
Suddenly, a dark wind blew by, the cloth flags rustled again, and the candlelight swayed.
Li Yan opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's useless. These three life lamps can still burn for at least two months. Can't you wait any longer?"
The surroundings were quiet at first, and then a muffled sound suddenly came from outside.
The big sleeves of Li Yan's Taoist robe flicked gently: "Have you realized that you shouldn't be here? If you don't want to harm me and keep pretending, at least at this stage, I don't have any evidence, but you don't dare to wait any longer.
, after all, this sudden renewal of life is beyond your expectation. Do you think so, Madam?"
There were footsteps behind him, and a person slowly walked into the room.
Li Yan waved his sleeves and robe, turned around and looked at this skinny woman: "Perhaps I should call you your true identity. Du Jiuniang?"