Those people, without exception, all bowed slightly on their backs.

They also had inky tattoos on their faces.

Shen Lingxi looked at those people from afar, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

She finally vaguely guessed what Xiang Zhou's method of breaking the game was.

"What is she going to do?" Chu Yan stood up, walked towards Shen Lingxi, and stopped a foot away from her, looked outside and asked.

Shen Lingxi looked at the distance he deliberately kept from him, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

She was not in a hurry to answer his question, but said to him, "Please come closer, Your Highness." ”

Chu Yanfeng's eyes were slightly raised: "You're not afraid of the evil qi on my body?" ”

"I'd like to give it a try." Shen Lingxi told the truth: "If the evil qi on His Highness's body has an impact on me, it will definitely affect her as well." ”

Chu Yanzi would not be willing to let the evil qi on her body hurt her.

But when I thought of Uncle Tai Mei waking up that morning, I was not affected by him.

"It shouldn't have an impact." As he spoke, he took two small steps forward.

Shen Lingxi didn't feel any resistance at all.

"Come closer." She said again.

Chu Yan saw that she was fine, so he simply walked to her side.

Nothing happened.

"How?" Chu Yan asked with concern, "Is there any discomfort?" ”

Shen Lingxi shook his head.

There is no impact, why would Uncle Tai avoid Chu Yan?

Shen Lingxi couldn't figure it out for a while, so he didn't continue to study for the time being, and turned his head to look outside.

Answering the question raised by Fang Cai Chuyan: "Witches who perform witchcraft rituals all year round will be accustomed to bowing slightly and leaning forward slightly. Most of them have tattoos on their faces. These people are witch doctors. ”

"Da Si Ming has been taking care of the Medicine Palace for more than ten years, and all the witch doctors in Yunjiang are cultivated by the Medicine Palace, so even if Da Si Ming dies over the years, Urda can still use these witch doctors to collect soul refining for him."

"Witch doctors have a reputation among the people, especially in the years since the death of the saint, witch doctors have been prevalent in Yunbian City, he should want to use these witch doctors to justify the evil name of the 'demon girl' in that shell."

When Chu Yan heard this, his face showed a sudden look.

Shen Lingxi hesitated for a few breaths, then turned his head to look at him and said, "If the witch doctor comes forward and justifies that body, His Royal Highness's crown princess will have nothing to do with ghosts and gods, and if His Highness wants to stop it, it will be too late now." ”

"Are you willing to get rid of the ghosts?" Chu Yan asked rhetorically.

Shen Lingxi was silent for a few breaths: "I'm a ghost at the moment." ”

"Then why should I dissociate myself from the things of ghosts and gods?" Chu Yan didn't turn his head, his eyes looked into the distance, and he once again corrected in a serious tone: "My crown princess is you." ”

Shen Lingxi grabbed the bamboo cane in his hand, and didn't know what to say for a while.

She turned her head to look outside, but in just a few words, Mu Huai'an and his soldiers had already grabbed twenty or thirty people from the crowd.

That day, after the witch doctor was caught in the Witch Mansion, Shen Lingxi did not find anything useful from the witch doctor.

Although they are witch doctors, they are also ordinary people, but under the cultivation of the Medicine Palace, they know some witch blessing rituals and the art of curing diseases and saving people.

They believed that the relics of the deceased could be sealed in a black porcelain altar to bathe the deceased in the blessings of the gods, so they worked tirelessly to enshrine the porcelain altar in the ruins of this altar.

And this petition on the mountain is also a firm belief that this altar is blessed by the gods.

At this moment, those witch doctors were captured by the soldiers, and they looked panicked.

Naturally, the people recognized their identities and became more and more agitated.

"Kill the Enchantress!"

"Kill the Enchantress!"

The voices of the people are getting louder and louder.

If it weren't for Chu Yan's deliberate beating of Xiao Rui, I am afraid that the Xiao family army would not be able to "stop" those people who were boiling with anger at this time.

Shen Lingxi saw Tai Shumei follow Xiang Zhou's soul and walk in front of those witch doctors, not knowing what to say.

The witch doctor's face showed a look of shock.

Immediately after, they respectfully followed behind Tai Shumei and walked up to the altar that had been abandoned for many years.

Uncle Tai Mei took off the hat on his head, revealing that beautiful and unparalleled face.

Under the guidance of Xiang Zhou, she unloaded the gorgeous hairpin on the top of her head, and let the green silk fall like a flowing cloud.

The crimson dress, in the cold wind, fluttered over, as if coming from the wind, like a god descending.

The witch doctors bowed to her with their palms up, and danced a prayer dance around the altar.

From a distance, with the foil of these witch doctors, the Taishu in the middle of the altar is charming, adding a little divinity.

"Holy Maiden...... Like a saint ......"

"It's a saint! It's a saint! ”

"The Holy Maiden is back!"

In the crowd, there were exclamations one after another.

The people, who were still angry, knelt on the ground with their palms facing upwards and tears in their eyes.

Not only them, but even the Xiao Jiajun brought by Xiao Rui up the mountain this time also stopped what they were doing, knelt down in the direction of the altar.

Xiao Rui's face turned black to the bottom of the pot.

Xiang Zhou is the chief secretary of the Medicine Palace, and he is also the teacher of Shen Lingxi.

He naturally knows the details of the dance of prayer by heart.

It's just that although Uncle Tai Mei is good at dancing, he is not good at such a sacrificial dance, in order to maintain the "god-like" on the surface, so as not to leak flaws, Xiang Zhou only showed her some very simple movements.

Coupled with those witch doctors on the side, it was quite like that for a while.

After a while, on the top of the entire mountain, the only one still standing was the Mu family army brought up by the Black Armor Guard and Mu Huai'an.

This is the influence of the Holy Maiden in Yunjiang.

Even though she had been dead for six years, even if the altar had been destroyed.

But as long as she appears—

Even if the person above is just a toddler, he can make the people surrender.

"Why did Your Highness order the destruction of this altar back then?"

Shen Lingxi looked at the scene in front of her, remembered the doubts that had been bothering her heart, and simply asked bluntly: "The Holy Maiden of Yunguo has been inherited for nearly a hundred years, if the Great Zhou wants to consolidate the imperial power in Yunjiang, although the Holy Maiden is dead, the existence of the altar is also a symbol, so ......"

"It has nothing to do with these things." Chu Yan turned his head to look at her, and it was rare to intercept her words for the first time: "Back then, the secret guard received a report that someone was in the village near Yunbian City and forcibly abducted boys and girls to go up the mountain, and those young children disappeared after being taken up the mountain, and the secret guard was still in the imperial tomb and found a pool of blood. ”

Shen Lingxi sat up straight unconsciously.

The blood pool is naturally not her soul.

Chu Yan paused, and then said: "The secret guard caught the cronies of the Great Priest, and found out that the Great Priest had to summon the soul of the Holy Maiden, so he would use human sacrifices, and almost everyone in the Medicine Palace had a share. ”

"I know that if she were alive, she would not want to see someone doing such evil things with her life, so I ordered this place to be destroyed."

"Although the Holy Maiden has been passed down from generation to generation in the Cloud Country and has a far-reaching influence, she is dead, even if she can influence the world again, what about it?"

"What ordinary people want in their lives is nothing more than to be fed, clothed, and clothed, and if the Great Zhou can ensure the tranquility of Yunjiang and let them live and work in peace and contentment, why worry about the instability of imperial power, and there is no need to destroy their inherited beliefs."

"It's me who is in the picture." Shen Lingxi said modestly: "You shouldn't speculate about His Highness's motives. ”

Chu Yan turned his head to look outside, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "You don't have to feel sorry, you have a different position, you should question me." I'm glad you could come and ask me directly and give me a chance to explain. ”

These words made Shen Lingxi feel a little surprised in his heart.

Positions are different...... What is the meaning.

Could it be that he found out who she is?

Shen Lingxi turned his head to look at Chu Yan, and probed suspiciously: "What does His Highness mean by 'position'?" ”

"What do you think?" Chu Yan didn't look back, looked into the distance, and asked rhetorically.

His tone was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring away something.

It's just that the finger bones of the hand hidden in the sleeve and behind the back are tensed tightly.

Shen Lingxi looked at Chu Yan's almost gentle side face.

I only felt that at this moment, between her and him, it seemed that there was a very thin window paper.

With just a single poke, you can see everything clearly.

She wanted to reach out and poke it, but reason made her clench her hand again.

Now she can become a ghost attached to the corpse.

Tomorrow may be a soul scattered in the wind.

If you can't give, you shouldn't take it.

In this world, everything may not have to be seen and understood clearly.

"Your Highness probably thinks that I am asking you a question in the name of the owner of this corpse, so I will say 'different positions'." Shen Lingxi pretended to be relaxed.

She uses "you".

Respectful and detached.

Chu Yan's eyes drooped slightly.

I thought that she would trust him unreservedly and tell him who she was.

But I didn't expect it, but it was still a little worse.

It doesn't matter, he can wait.

"You guessed it." Chu Yan pretended to be calm and said, "Now that you are possessed by the body of the Holy Maiden, in my eyes, it is naturally difficult to separate you from her. ”

But you can see my body and my uncle Mei as two people.

Shen Lingxi looked at him and said silently in his heart.

There are some questions that have not been asked, but they have been answered.

But this is the question and the answer, she should neither ask nor listen.

The two of them fell silent.

Shen Lingxi turned his head to look into the distance.

On the ruins of the altar, with the slightly stiff dance of prayer of the Tai Shumei, the ruins of the imperial tomb were lit with billowing smoke.

On the side of the altar, the black porcelain altars that were built high and dug out of the ground were also smashed with a stone hammer by the witch doctor she arranged with the dance steps of Uncle Tai.

"Wow, Wow, Wow, Wow......"

The sound of the porcelain altar shattering is as dense and rhythmic as the beat of the drum during prayer.

It also added strength to the dance steps of the uncle's flattering prayers.

Finally, when the long prayer was over, Tai Shumei personally took the torch handed by the witch doctor and lit the dry wood laid out near the porcelain altar.

A raging fire rose into the sky.

Uncle Tai Mei stepped down from the altar and stood in front of the crowd.

She said to the crowd in a pretended cold voice: "Today, in the name of the Holy Maiden, I will burn this place in accordance with the will of the gods. Hurry away and don't linger here. ”

"No!" The people responded in unison.

"God bless, saint eternal life!"

"God bless, saint eternal life!"

The people sang in unison, and their voices resounded through the mountain streams.

In the deceased Yun Kingdom, the people congratulate the emperor as "long live", and the holy woman He is "eternal life".

This congratulatory message was not a problem in the past.

But in the seventh year after the death of the country, in front of the prince of the Great Zhou, the people shouted so loudly, but even the former emperor and queen of Taishu Mei, who came back from the dead, would feel outrageous to the extent of "rebellious and urging her to die early".

Xiang Zhou probably didn't expect that there would be such a situation, and hurriedly glanced at Uncle Tai.

Uncle Taimei rolled her eyes and fainted.

Trying to make the illusion of being possessed by a ghost to escape the court's accountability in the future.

Ever since she stepped down from the altar, the maid had been by her side, her eyes and hands were quick to support her body as she was about to fall.

Seeing this, the people firmly believed that the crown princess was possessed by a holy woman, and they did not dare to disobey the will of the ghosts and gods, and spontaneously rushed down the mountain.

A riot that could well turn into a bloody rebellion was wiped out without blood.

Shen Lingxi looked at the witch doctors who went down the mountain with the people, and said to Chu Yan: "The witch doctors are the products of the belief of saints in Yunjiang for so many years, they are huge in number in Yunjiang, and they have always been under the jurisdiction of Xiang Zhou. ”

"These witch doctors were deceived by Xiang Zhou and Urda, so they would help and abuse without knowing it. Please ask His Highness to send someone to find out what Xiang Zhou's code is to convince them, so that they can cut off the contact between Tai Shumei and them. ”

"As for the current atmosphere of respecting witch doctors in Yunjiang, it is advisable to be sparse and not blocked, His Royal Highness can order people to set up a medical bureau and medicine in Yunjiang, make a register of existing witch doctors, restrain and discipline, and separate witches and doctors, I believe that in a few years, the people's atmosphere of only believing in witch doctors will be gradually corrected."

As long as the matter of Yunjiang is mentioned, Shen Lingxi can be said to be endless.

As a saint, she has been incense and trusted by the people of Yunjiang for so many years, and what she wants to do most is to do her best to repay this trust.

The saint is the head of the witch of Yunjiang, the witch is the people, her people, and her followers.

She also had to find a way to make a living for them.

"These things, you should do it yourself as the crown princess. I don't feel at ease when I hand it over to others, and others can't do it well. Chu Yan looked at her sideways and said seriously, "So, when are you going to return to me?" ”

"It's coming."

Shen Lingxi avoided his gaze and looked into the distance.

Xiang Zhou's ghost was floating towards them.

She said meaningfully: "There is one last thing, I want to find out, only in this way can I ensure that nothing goes wrong......"

*

After Mu Huai'an finished the things that Uncle Mei explained, he rushed to the king's tent as soon as possible.

came with him, as well as Yun Yu, who was "persuaded" back by Chunjun.

In front of Xiao Rui, Tai Shumei naturally didn't dare to "wake up", after all, they are now rivals.

If Xiao Rui has the heart to report today's events to the imperial court.

The four words "Saint Maiden Eternal Life" can easily make Uncle Tai Mei stand up for the felony of killing his head.

Chu Yan, Mu Huai'an, and Yun Yu all understood Xiang Zhou's soul, so they floated in the king's tent, and naturally they each sang their own plays.

Only when he was going down the mountain, Mu Huaian was planning to take Shen Lingxi, the "suspect", away for interrogation in the open-

was stopped by Chu Yan in a loud voice, "Since he is an accomplice to the assassination of the crown princess, Lone must not let go, and this case must be tried by Lone himself." ”

"Chunjun." He said expressionlessly: "Take this woman to the lonely carriage, go back to the palace, lock her up in the Shenming Palace, and see if her accomplices will come to save her." ”

Mu Huai'an had a mouthful of old blood in his throat.

He was angry.

But he couldn't be seen by the ghost, so he had to bow his hand respectfully.

Let Chunjun take Shen Lingxi to Chu Yan's carriage.

It's just that what Mu Huai'an doesn't know is-

Chu Yan rode a horse up the mountain this time.

In his carriage, sat Uncle Taimei.

This time when he went back, since Chu Yan was going to take a carriage, he had to ride with Uncle Tai.

In this way, the crown prince and the crown princess shared a carriage, and there was more "suspect" Shen Lingxi.

The prince's car, no matter how wide it is, is not more than a foot away.

The entire carriage happened to be within the coverage of Chu Yan's evil qi, and Xiang Zhou's soul couldn't enter at all.

Uncle Mei, who pretended to be "unconscious", coincidentally or unfortunately, could only be singled......