"White girl, I already understand your plan," the phantom red clothes flicked, and turned around: "Please ask the white girl to step down, and I will complete this plan for the white girl!"

Bai Qianyu put the tray on the table, bowed, and retreated.

"Please, spirit!" Phantom Ruochen faced a certain direction of the main hall, closed his big sleeves, raised his hands and eyebrows, and bowed to the sky from afar.

That direction is the direction in which the Tree of Illusion grows in the Imperial Garden behind the Palace.

The Phantom Clan believes in the Illusory Divine Tree, believing that the Divine Tree is connected to the people and the ground, and the divine power is connected to the heavens and the earth, and worshiping it can not only bring the wind and rain, the country and the people, but also this Illusory Divine Tree has a strange power, which can make people's souls return to the body in a short period of time, and complete his unfulfilled wishes in life.

As long as the person dies within 7749 days.

At this time, the high priest can ask the spirit to recall the soul that has not yet gone far.

The attendant presented the high priest with a round gold platter containing all the things that were invited to the spirit.

Another waiter presented a basin of water, and Phantom Ruochen waved his hands in the clear water, washed his hands, and picked up three incense sticks from the gold plate with both hands, held them high, touched them lightly on the forehead, and inserted them into the incense burner.

If the three incense sticks are not extinguished, it means that the soul has not gone far, and there is still an unfulfilled wish, willing to return to the world and hand over to the living.

If one of them is extinguished, it means that the dead soul does not want to return to the earth.

Everyone in the hall watched with bated breath until the three sticks of incense were quietly burned.

"Fei Xuan's soul has heard the call, but he has been dead for too long and needs to be awakened completely. ”

As he spoke, the high priest in red took a silver bell from the gold platter, and shook it gently in his hand, and the silver bell sounded like music.

As he kept shaking the silver bell, a silver bell suddenly appeared in the air, and the silver bell flickered, and then divided into three, and then shook again, from three to five, and each silver bell was tied with the "yellow, purple, white, red, blue" five-color ribbon, floating in the air, and wrapped around Fei Xuan's head.

The five silver bells vibrated back and forth, making a pleasant "jingling" ringing sound, but there was an indescribable eerie weirdness in the music.

Suddenly a cold wind blew in the temple.

It seems that some soul is floating in the air unconsciously.

The soul hesitated, as if it was a little dazed, as if the breath of the living people in the temple made him feel uneasy.

The red-clothed high priest's hand shook the silver bell at an accelerated pace, and the five silver bells in the air vibrated even more, emitting a roaring bell.

Suddenly, the silver bell in the high priest's hand stopped and slammed into the table, and the ringing of the bell in the air came to an abrupt end.

"Come back!" he shouted, his hands quickly forming a mark on his chest, and a glimmer of white light shot out from his fingers, hitting the center of the skull on the table.

In the eyes of that head, two unusually bright golden lights emerged!

Looking at the two people standing in front of him:

Huayan, Yunxuan!

Liu Mengying couldn't help but step forward and said to the head: "Fei Xuan, you tell me, among these two people, who is the murderer of you, I will avenge you!"

The head was silent, expressionless, and did not speak.

"Lord of the Kingdom," the phantom voice sounded, "the dead are reinvigorated, suppressed by the breath of the living, and they cannot speak. ”

"...... that?" said Liumengying.

"After the death of a person, the three souls and seven spirits have been dispersed, and now it is relying on the power of sacrificial techniques to barely put them together, so its reaction will not be as fast as ordinary people," Phantom Ruochen said: "We can invite Huayan and Yunxuan to come forward one by one, and it will be carefully identified!"

"Okay," Liu Mengying turned around and pointed his finger at Yun Xuan, "You, come over first!"

"Me?" Yun Xuan seemed to be slightly surprised: "The lord of the country ordered me to come over first, don't you suspect me?"

"If you have a clear conscience, you are naturally not afraid of my suspicion!"

Yun Yang snorted, Shi Shiran stepped forward and stood in front of the head.

The eyes that poured out of the golden light were staring at Yun Xuan's body.

Yun Yang yawned and let those eyes stare from head to toe.

The light of those eyes suddenly trembled, as if he remembered something, his brows furrowed, and the expression on his face distorted, showing an extremely shocked and surprised expression, which was the expression on Fei Xuan's face when he saw the thief appear in the teleportation phantom before he died—just because he never expected to see this person here and now!

When Liu Mengying saw that expression, he immediately shouted: "Take it!"

Jin Wuwei, who was lying in the hall, suddenly appeared out, and about ten people rushed forward together and held Yun Yang down!

"The lord of the country, you have been wronged!" Yun Yang had an unexpected look on his face: "The thief is not me! The thief is not me!"

He was pressed to the ground by Jin Wuwei, unable to move, and shouted loudly: "The lord of the country, think about it, the phantom is just a black blurred outline in the white light, my figure is about the same height as the great commander Hua Yan, before Fei Xuan died, he suddenly saw the figure that appeared in the teleportation phantom, that is, Hua Yan was mistaken for me, and there are ...... If the lord still doesn't believe me, just let me go and let it recognize it again!"

"There is some truth in this," said Phantom Ruochen: "Please think twice!"

Liumengying pondered for a moment: "In this way, I will escort him over again!"

Two Jin Wuwei escorted Yun Xuan and walked in front of the head.

Phantom Ruochen saluted the head: "You take a closer look, I saw him outside the big tent of the demon army that night, but if he is, you blink your eyes, if not, you blink your eyes twice." ”

The head stared at Yun Xuan, his brows furrowed, as if he was in deep thought.

After a long time, those eyes slowly closed, opened again, and blinked.

Then, blink again.

"It's not ?......," Phantom Moaned as he muttered.

"Did you see it? It blinked twice, it's not me! It's not me!" Yun Xuan struggled as if he had been pardoned: "Let go of me!

Liu Mengying commanded: "Let him go!"

The two Jin Wuwei let go of Yun Xuan and stepped aside.

The eyes of everyone in the hall were focused on the Great Si Ming Huayan who was standing aside.

The high priest, who was usually solemn and dignified, suddenly had a face as white as paper at this moment, and his robe couldn't help trembling.

"Da Si Ming, are you afraid?" Liu Mengying stared at him, "What are you afraid of?"

She sank her face and instructed Jin Wuwei: "Pull him over and check the head!"

Two Jin Wuwei stepped forward, and the two long swords Huo stretched out, the cold light flashed, forcing Hua Yan: "Da Si Ming, please!"

Hua Yan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and slowly walked towards his head.

When the head on the tray saw him, it suddenly trembled, causing the tray to "click" on the wooden table, and its face showed an extremely frightened look.

Even if you have been dead for a long time, your soul can't help but feel terrified when you see someone who has harmed you in your life!

Phantom Ruochen stretched out a hand and pressed it on the top of his head, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid...... He doesn't have the ability to harm you now, you just have to tell me, is this person in front of you the one who killed you?"

The head slowly calmed down under his soothing, and its golden eyes closed, opened, and blinked.

Everyone in the hall, including Hua Yan, waited with bated breath, waiting for it to blink again.

However, the golden light in the skull faded, and the eyes slowly closed.

It has finally found the enemy who harmed it before it was alive, and it can turn a blind eye.

"Huayan, what else do you have to say?" Liu Mengying looked at his great commander and felt distressed: "In the Manchu Dynasty, the one I trust the most is you, but now, what you have failed is not only my trust, but what you have failed is the people of the entire Phantom Spirit Country!"

She pointed at Hua Yan with one hand, and tears appeared in her eyes, rolling and overflowing.

At that moment, she didn't look like a twelve-year-old girl at all, but a heroine who ruled the world.

"Lord of the country......" Hua Yan's voice trembled, and he knelt down on his knees in front of her: "The minister is guilt......y!" Fei Xuan really didn't kill me!"

Liumengying's purple pomegranate skirt swung, slowly walked in front of him, leaned over, and looked at him: "It's not you," she took a deep breath: "Who else?"

At that moment, the old minister who was lying on the ground was like a heavy blow, and he suddenly stopped on the ground, no longer arguing, and let Jin Wuwei step forward and drag him down.

"What to do with him?" said Phantom Ruchen, his voice so cold that he had no emotion at all.

Suddenly, the green clothes moved beside him, and the young master Ming Miaoge, who had been silent beside him, stepped forward and walked to the side of Liu Mengying, with a gentle arm, supporting the heartbroken heroine.

She raised her head, the white veil covering her face fluttered, only a pair of big eyes exposed outside the white veil, her eyes were bright, looking at the dream shadow, and slowly shook her head.

"Miao Ge," I don't know why, every time I see this girl in green who doesn't say a word, and Liumengying, who has been alone as a king all her life, I feel a little bit of innate kindness, and I put my hand on the back of her hand: "You are persuading me to read the credit of the great priest for the past and do not kill the great priest, right?"

Miao Ge looked at her, nodded, and shook her head again.

"You're saying that Hua Yan may not be the thief who killed Fei Xuan?" said Liumengying.

This time, Miao Ge nodded solemnly.

"If it's not him, who can it be?" Liu Mengying's face changed, and he pushed away Miao Ge's arm holding him: "Just now, you also saw that Fei Xuan's head had identified him, and he also admitted it!"

The girl in green was anxious, but she couldn't speak, she grabbed the sleeve of the flowing dream shadow, and was anxious to express something, but was pulled out by the heroine with a flick of her sleeves.

"Miao Ge, don't persuade anymore! If you continue to persuade again, you won't be able to get rid of the suspicion of being an accomplice with him," the purple-clothed figure of the Flowing Dream Shadow slowly walked to the depths of the main hall, and climbed to the innermost throne step by step: "You are still young, you don't know that as the lord of a country, you have to face the unpredictability of the people, always like a sword hanging above your head,—— Huayan, I read that he used to have a meritorious role in the Phantom Country in the past, and allowed him to keep this life for the New Year, and three days later, he will be decided!"

Miao Ge looked at her back, and large tears dripped from her long eyelashes.