I saw that the woman from Qian Linhai's family, I don't know where she got such great strength, her clothes were thin, and under the heavy snow, she actually climbed over the highest ridge of Qingluo Mountain and climbed to the other side of the mountain.
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But at this time, she was running out of gas and energy, and finally fell down from the ridge due to exhaustion.
The hillside on the other side was obviously much steeper than that of Qingluo Village. The woman rolled to a cliff and fell straight down.
This is when the perspective turns again, and a ball of white silk is seen on the bottom of the cliff, circling in a clockwise direction.
The woman was lying flat on her back at the center of the formation surrounded by silk fabrics. She was still alive, staring at the gray sky with dull eyes, and still muttering "My son...".
Suddenly, it seemed as if an invisible hand was holding it up. It gradually changed from lying flat to standing upright, and then it was submerged into the silk wadding little by little.
The scene ends here, and the air in the hall returns to its original state.
Cheng Yu frowned and asked Wu Jun:
"May I ask Mr. Wu, what do you think of this white ball of silk in this mountain col?"
"This place is outside our Qingchuan County and is Qingjiang County next door. The details are not known.
But in my opinion, this mountain col is shaded and sheltered from the wind, so it is an excellent place to nourish Yin evil spirits."
Cheng Yu nodded and continued to ask:
"Where is this woman's soul now?"
"It has been transferred to Wenjun Hall."
"Did Lord Wu ever ask her what happened to her later?"
Wu Jun nodded and said:
"I asked, but I can't remember what happened after that until her death."
"Wenjun, is there any way to restore his memory?"
Wu Jun sneered and spread his hands.
Then Xu felt a little rude and quickly added:
"Or I can accompany Mr. Cheng to Wen'er's place, and see how Wen Bing'er dealt with the dead soul. After all, the dead soul is contaminated with the cause and effect of life."
Cheng Yu naturally obeyed everything he heard. In this underworld, it should be very safe to have Lord Wu accompanying him.
Just...
It seems that the civil and military palaces are at odds with each other.
But then I thought about it, Mr. Wu came to Wenjun Hall in person. There were all civil servants there, unlike here, the arrogant warriors. Besides, after all, both sides were old colleagues for hundreds of years, so there shouldn't be any trouble.<
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The two of them returned to the main hall. After hearing that they were going to Wenjun's hall, the generals and generals under Wu Jun shouted to go. Their momentum did not seem to be a visit, but as if they were going to cause trouble.
"What's the fuss about? Do something!"
Lord Wu stopped shouting, and then all the military judges fell silent.
He cupped his fists and saluted Cheng Yu and said "please", and Cheng Yu quickly returned the salute. A circle of white light lit up from the ground around him, encircling the two of them.
The light gradually increased until it did not reach the top of the two people's heads. Before Cheng Yu felt anything, he heard Wu Jun opposite, who was holding his fists, shout loudly:
"Qingchuan Wujun is visiting."
Then the white light circle flashed three times, then gradually dimmed until it disappeared.
Cheng Yu looked around and saw that the two of them had changed places and were standing in a bright hall.
Different from the Wujun Hall, there are rows of desks on both sides of the hall. Judges dressed as civil servants sit behind the desks and stare at the two people in the palace warily.
Cheng Yu could tell that they were actually wary of the tall martial lord across from him.
"Haha, I wonder why Mr. Wu is here? Oh? Mr. Cheng is also here."
Wenjun Qian Wenbing, who was sitting behind the tall document desk, saw Cheng Yu and just stood up and bowed his hands.
"Meet Wenjun."
Cheng Yu returned the gift, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Wu Jun snort.
This little Wen-ting kid thinks that I am a noble king, but he just wants to come here. He doesn't even want to add the prefix of "大家". When he sees this Mr. Cheng, he becomes a great king.
The Qian family's upbringing is nothing more than this, and Tian is still the number one scholar?
Is it possible that etiquette education has been fed to the cat?
Hum!
Wu Jun turned his head to one side and ignored Wen Jun.
Seeing this, Cheng Yu hurriedly said:
"Wen Jun, Wu Jun and I are here because of the death of a soul last night. She was a tenant of Qingluo Village and the wife of Qian Linhai."
Wen Jun heard this and walked out from behind the paperwork, ignoring Wu Jun who was in the palace, and said to Cheng Yu:
"Sir, please come to the side hall to speak."
Cheng Yu said hello, and the two of them walked towards the side hall. Seeing this, Lord Wu hurriedly shouted:
"Wait a minute, this dead soul was lured from my palace and transferred to you. I also have the right to know, why should I be left behind?"
Wenjun laughed and made a gesture of invitation.
Only then did Wu Jun stride to catch up, but he was the first to enter the side hall.
"Humph!"
The boy in green under Wenjun's seat snorted softly, causing Wenjun to glare at him. Fortunately, Wujun in front of him didn't hear it.
The three of them sat in a secluded side hall as guest and host. Wenjun spoke:
"Last night, the Wujun Palace sent a soul envoy to send the dead soul to my palace. I found that its soul body was in a state of dilapidation. Of course, most of the dead souls transferred from the Wujun Palace are basically like this..."
When Wen Jun said this, he glanced at Wu Jun, as if he was blaming Wu Jun for his brutal law enforcement.
Wu Jun snorted and interjected:
"Mr. Cheng and I are here to see if Wenjun can restore some memories of the deceased soul, so that we can know what she suffered. Can you see the memories before her death?"
Wenjun shook his head and said:
"I only vaguely saw her rolling down the ridge of Qingluo Mountain, and then I have no idea what happened."
Wu Jun suddenly looked proud.
Not as many as I have seen.
"Perhaps he was too obsessed when he was alive and could only say "my son" repeatedly. No matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't bring him back to consciousness. I think his soul was seriously injured, or... part of his soul was taken away.
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When Cheng Yu heard this, his heart suddenly moved. He secretly used his spiritual consciousness to observe the three spirits in his body, and then used his mind to call out the Wenxiu spirit on the right from his body.
A black cyclone slowly circulated in front of Cheng Yu, with a small snowflake looming inside.
"This is..."
Wen and Wu both stared at Qi Ling to identify it carefully.
The spirit spirit suddenly saw two important figures next to it. It seemed to be shy, buzzed and trembled twice, and then returned to Cheng Yu's body with a "swish" sound.
No matter how hard Cheng Yu drove his thoughts, he was no longer willing to come out.
"The snowflakes in the cyclone just now, I felt a faint aura of Xuanyin."
Wen Jun spoke, and Wu Jun beside him nodded. It was rare for the two of them to reach an agreement.
Cheng Yu had used his spiritual consciousness to examine the snowflake before, but he felt that it was extremely cold, and his spiritual consciousness would be frozen if he stayed in it for a while.
But other than that, there is nothing else strange about it.
When Cheng Yu told the two princes about the origin of the snowflake in the spirit, Wujun also told the story of the woman falling from the cliff on the ridge. The three of them unanimously concluded that the snowflake must be on the cliff with the snowflake.
It has something to do with the white silk wadding inside.
Cheng Yu already had some ideas in his mind, and then he remembered something and asked Wenjun:
"Excuse me, Wenjun, how to deal with the dead souls?"
"I looked through his yin and yang book and found that he did have a human life in his body. According to the law, he could not get good results. However, I thought he was not a very evil person, and the people he harmed were also connected with the cause and effect of right and wrong. Therefore,
I did not act arbitrarily, but ordered him to walk on the Yin-Yang Bridge."
"Huh? You are so lazy that you actually let her walk across the Yin-Yang Bridge. She is a descendant of your Qian family."
When Wu Jun heard this, he was angry and unjust.
Because Cheng Yu was in front of him, Wenjun suppressed his next breath and ignored him.
Wu Jun turned to Cheng Yu and said:
"This Yin-Yang Bridge allows some people who have difficulty in determining their reincarnation to walk on this bridge, and then everything will be revealed by the way of heaven."
"Wouldn't it be that the secrets of heaven are unpredictable and difficult to detect?"
Wen Jun nodded, glanced at Wu Jun and said:
"It's not that I'm lazy, it's just that if I insist on being arbitrary, I will definitely fall into the evil path. If I go to the Yin-Yang Bridge, there is still hope to enter the ordinary path, and even ascending to the good path is not without hope."
That’s right.
"However, according to my secret observation, when the dead soul crossed the Yin-Yang Bridge, a slight white light was reflected in its soul. It should be that it can probably enter the ordinary way, and it can be regarded as having achieved good results."
Cheng Yu nodded, feeling quite pleased with the result. He then thought of Qian Duofu and the others who had died, so he asked the civil and military officials about it.
Wen Jun shook his head to express his ignorance. Wu Jun smiled and said:
"Those people are still in our Wujun Palace. Qian Duofu and Liu Gelao are still being punished in the Evil Punishment Department. Liu Gela is about to be satisfied and will be transferred to Wenjun Palace for processing.
Qian Duofu still has nearly a year to suffer. As for Qian Erba and Qian Jindan..."
"But the garlic nose and the triangular eyes?"
Cheng Yu asked.
Wu Jun nodded and continued:
"The two of them have done many evil things, just like Nahou Sanguan. After serving one year in prison, they will be beheaded on the soul platform, and their souls will be scattered."