In the courtyard of Yizhuang, some old coffins are scattered among the messy tall grass.

The main hall was pitch black, and the moonlight shone through the dilapidated window lattices on the half-open coffins that were displayed inside, as if something was crawling out of it at any moment, which was very eerie.

Chu Yan and Su Xian each carried a lamp in their hands, and they were about to step forward and beat the tall grass blocking the road with sticks, so that no snake would hide in it and bite people.

Unexpectedly, Mu Huaian coughed lightly, stretched out his hand to stop, and led them to the side corridor.

The cloister is connected to the west wing.

Mu Huai'an was familiar with the door and pushed open the half-hidden door of the west wing, and Shen Lingxi saw that there was a downward entrance in the corner.

There was a wooden door with iron chains at the mouth, which taught her to look a little familiar.

"This is the Ice Cellar, just like your Fu'an Hall." Mu Huai'an explained slowly, "This is not long after your Fu'an Hall was renovated in the early years, I looked at it and let people get it. It's just that there is no suitable person to take care of it in the end, so it is gradually abandoned, and I didn't expect it to be used this time. ”

Shen Lingxi's eyes flashed with a sudden look.

And Chu Yan on his side, hearing him mention "early years", pursed his thin lips slightly, stepped forward with a wind lamp, tore off the chains, opened the door and walked in first.

Mu Huai'an looked at his back, smiled and sighed silently, and followed behind him on crutches.

Shen Lingxi didn't notice the strangeness of the two, and walked down the ice cellar with Su Xian.

Compared to the heat outside, the ice cellar was much cooler.

It's just that the bloody breath that rushed into the nose was very thick.

Chu Yan raised the wind lamp in his hand, and saw that there were about a dozen corpses covered with white cloth on the two rows of morgues in the cellar.

He stretched out his hand to lift the white cloth from the corpse closest to them—

"Wait."

"Wait."

Mu Huai'an and Shen Lingxi stopped his movements in unison.

Chu Yan: ......

He turned his head, and his sharp gaze swept towards Mu Huai'an's face.

Mu Huai'an's pale lips pulled out a helpless arc, "Your Highness, be careful, that's how I was tricked." ”

Shen Lingxi, on the other hand, looked straight at the white soul shadow hiding in the shadows, "Come out, I've seen you, Mu Huaijie." ”

The words fell, and the other three all looked at her gaze in surprise—

Naturally, nothing can be seen.

Mu Huaijie, who was named, floated out slowly.

He was wearing a flowery shroud with a pale face.

Although he is Mu Huai'an's half-brother, the age difference between him and Mu Huai'an is three or four years old.

But in the end, the wine color has hollowed out his body, even if he is a ghost now, he still looks languid and haggard, and he looks like he is a few years older than Mu Huai'an.

At this moment, Mu Huaijie's dark eyes stared at Shen Lingxi expressionlessly, and asked coldly, "Are you here to investigate the case?" ”

Shen Lingxi raised his eyebrows.

But any dead soul, knowing that she can see ghosts, must be - surprised, asking, "Can you see me?" Then floated to her side and turned around a few times in a strange way, and the three consecutive reactions were almost without exception.

Mu Huaijie is still the first ghost to see her so calm.

"You know me well." Shen Lingxi said kindly.

"Shen Yuyao, that slut, often mentions you in front of me." Speaking of this, Mu Huaijie didn't know what to think, and suddenly burst out laughing.

This smile made Shen Lingxi extremely uncomfortable, and he unconsciously sank his face.

"Aren't you pretty good at autopsies? My body is there, do you want to examine it for me? Mu Huaijie pointed to the corpse covered with a white cloth against the wall in the distance, and grinned.

"Yes." Shen Lingxi nodded.

She was about to go to the corpse, but suddenly thought of something, her eyebrows moved slightly, but she walked to Chu Yan's side, as if inadvertently holding his hand, and pointed in the direction of Mu Huaijie, "Husband, Mu Huaijie said that I would perform an autopsy for him." ”

This is still Shen Lingxi, the first time he called Chu Yan "husband".

In front of so many people, there are also former "confidants".

It's embarrassing.

The corners of Chu Yan's lips couldn't help but rise, and he said happily, "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

As he spoke, he quickly glanced at Mu Huai'an who was not far away, his phoenix eyes could not hide the pride of the spring breeze, he took Shen Lingxi's hand with his backhand, and took her in the direction of her finger.

Mu Huai'an pursed his lips.

Sure enough, love makes people blind.

Shen Lingxi was led by Chu Yan in the direction of the corpse, although he was looking at the direction of the corpse intently, but in fact, the corner of his eye kept locking on Mu Huaijie's soul.

As she expected—

Mu Huaijie saw Chu Yan approaching, and as if inadvertently, he floated to the side.

Coincidentally, it was stuck outside of Chu Yan.

Interesting.

It seems that he knows that she can see ghosts, knows that she will perform an autopsy, and knows that the range of the evil qi on Chu Yan's body is one zhang, presumably he also knows what the consequences will be if he is touched by the evil qi around Chu Yan's body, so he hides like this.

Even Mu Huai'an may not know these very well, let alone Shen Yuyao, who doesn't know anything about Shen Lingxi.

Who told Mu Huaijie about this ghost, these details?

Shen Lingxi thought about it for a while, and only felt that it was very interesting.

She pulled out her hand from Chu Yan's palm and lifted the white cloth covering Mu Huaijie's body, revealing a corpse that was exactly the same as his soul.

Because of the ice cellar, the corpse has frozen into ice, the face is covered with frost, and the exposed skin and flesh have also shown signs of water loss and shriveling.

"It's a pity." Shen Lingxi sighed: "The corpse has been frozen for too long, it has formed ice, and I can't use the knife on the corpse for a while, and I can't test it even if I want to." ”

Mu Huaijie tightened his eyebrows, obviously not expecting this situation, and there was a gloomy look between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Shen Lingxi said: "But if you insist on letting me examine it, I will drag your body out of the ice cellar and put it outside for a few hours, and when the ice cube melts, it will not be too late to test it again." But your soul body may not be able to maintain its current appearance. You should also know that the corpse is perishable in summer, and the appearance of your soul is the current appearance of the corpse, if you don't want to enter reincarnation in a short time, you have to float around with the rotting corpse, if you don't mind, then I ......"

"No need." Mu Huaijie flicked his sleeves.

When he was alive, he was the most suave son and brother in the Goolan tile shop in the capital.

Even if he becomes a ghost now, he should be the most handsome ghost.

Not to mention......

Mu Huaijie cleared his throat, "I asked you to examine the injury so that you can take a look at the fatal wound on the back of my head." ”

Shen Lingxi lowered his eyes, hid the mockery in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to reverse his corpse as he said.

At first glance, his hair is combed into a bun, the back of his head is clean, and there is nothing.

It's just that Mu Huaijie said that the fatal injury was in the back of his head, so Shen Lingxi reached out and touched it in the crack of his hair according to his years of experience in autopsy.

This touch really made her feel a small bulge on the top of her hair.

"Your Highness, bring the candle flame closer." Shen Lingxi opened the seam and said subconsciously.

This "Your Highness" made the corners of Chu Yan's mouth, which had been rising, instantly purse into a straight line.

With the previous "husband", he now listens to the word "Your Highness", which is very unpleasant.

Seeing this, Mu Huaian lowered his eyes to hide the smile under his eyes.

Shen Lingxi didn't realize it, so he lit the candle flame and pulled out a sharp nail from the crack in the hair of Mu Huaijie's corpse.

Mu Huaijie looked at the nail and said angrily: "It's your good sister who drove the red-hot nail into my brain while I was drunk and asleep, which made me die with hatred." ”

"Aren't you an embroiderer now? You, the husband, claim to be the most impartial and selfless person in the Great Zhou, now that you know the truth, you must not cover up for personal gain and let the murderer go unpunished, right? ”

(End of chapter)