Yu Chen slowly typed a question mark.

？

He looked at the old man stiffly, his face full of suspicion: "You can't fool me, right?" Still is...... Is he talking nonsense? ”

"No way!!"

The old man was shocked and annoyed, in the face of someone questioning his own achievements, even if it was Yu Chen, he had to fight with reason!

"My lord! I can't do anything else, old man, but these side doors, the old man said second, I'm afraid no one in the whole Great Xia said first!

This god was awakened by the old man himself, although he has lost most of his ability to communicate because he has been parasitic for too long, and is in a half-dead state, but there is only one thing that the old man can be sure of - he will never lie!

This magic weapon directly reads the fluctuations of thoughts in his divine sprouts, in other words, this is not his 'language', but the true cognition in his heart!

Although the old man didn't believe it at the time, the irrefutable fact is that this divine sprout does belong to His Majesty today, Emperor Qiyuan! ”

Hiss –

Yu Chen gasped.

In fact, he was basically completely convinced of the recklessness.

After all, the other party was not only a subordinate official of the Qi Wu Division of the Netherworld Prefecture, but also was canonized by him personally.

Moreover, this old man had a dazzling record of successfully cracking the old man Wensheng's god before.

He is doing things, Yu Chen is relieved.

The reason why I asked so much is really because...... It's scary!

This god is ...... Is it Emperor Qiyuan?

From Zhu Wantian's marquee, Yu Chen knew that this divine sprout was given to him by King Rende when he left the capital.

It's been more than a year since then.

In other words, Emperor Qiyuan's brain has been in that cold immortal coffin for a year!

And as we all know, even if it is an alchemist who has entered the Dao realm, he can't live without a brain.

If the god in front of him really belongs to Emperor Qiyuan.

So...... The guy who is now overriding all living beings in the court, using the Three Mountains and Nine Veins National Fortune Array to beat the overseas evil cultivators of the Fifth Realm to death, and finally unloading the mill to kill the donkey and killing Song Xiang.

And who?

For a while, Yu Chen only felt his own brain.

It's a strange mess.

At the same time, he finally understood.

Why did King Rende give up the position of the prince with a bright future, pretend to be sick and run to Youzhou to be a small prince, and finally went overseas.

- This guy has long known that the guy on the throne is not the real Emperor Qiyuan!

No wonder!

No wonder you run so fast! So decisive! No mud and water!

- Whoever comes here has to be a girl!

Just kidding, still being a prince?

That emperor Lao Tzu is not the emperor Lao Tzu anymore!

Be a fart prince!

"Hoo ......"

Yu Chen let out a long breath of turbid air and looked at Lu Du, "-There is a way to make this ...... Say more? ”

The old man shook his head, "Not yet, I can only read some simple thought fluctuations - this is not the problem of the old man's alchemy magic weapon, this is the kind of god that itself is terrifyingly weak, and even the slightest carelessness may extinguish the last trace of vitality at any time."

However, now that the Heart Snatcher Gu had been stripped away, if there was enough time, he should be able to recover more of his mental fluctuations. ”

Yu Chen nodded with some disappointment and patted Lu Dusk's shoulder, "Keep going." ”

Then, he returned to the Tomb of No Return.

Until the harsh sunlight shone into his eyes, he still felt dazed.

- It's outrageous.

Emperor Qiyuan was controlled by Empress Qi before, which was already outrageous enough.

As a result, now that Empress Qi is dead, Emperor Qiyuan has returned, and after controlling the Three Mountains and Nine Veins National Fortune Array and killing a Yuan Shen Alchemist, you suddenly said that the brains of Emperor Qiyuan have been buried in the ground for a year.

It's hard for anyone to accept it in a short period of time.

But Yu Chen still forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and turned to think about more important things.

Since it is not Emperor Qiyuan who is on the throne now.

And what about him...... Who could it be?

Empress Qi?

Overseas cults?

Unlikely.

These two guys were killed by Yu Chen himself.

The despair and unwillingness of their death do not seem to be pretended.

That's an emotion that is difficult to disguise only when you're really on the verge of death.

So...... Who the hell is it?

When did he quietly take away Emperor Qiyuan's body when Emperor Qiyuan was controlled by Empress Qi, and he has been disguised until no one has found out?

- I thought about breaking my head, but Yu Chen didn't come up with it.

Seeing Yu Chen's thoughtful and meditative appearance, Yu Youyu was full of curiosity and asked.

Yu Chen didn't hide it, and directly told Emperor Qiyuan about Shenxue.

The girl was stunned for a long time before she sighed.

- Your country is really in chaos.

Just when the two of you were talking to me, guessing who was occupying the magpie's nest.

Bursts of scolding came from under the mausoleum.

Let's see that it was still those officials, carrying a corpse wrapped in a white cloth, up the mountain.

Beside them, He Ziqiu didn't say a word, holding Song Xiang's tablet, following all the way, burying his head deeply.

- Because he is a "chaotic minister and thief", even if Emperor Qiyuan "showed great mercy" to avoid the fate of Song Xiang's five horses and corpses and hanging his head on Gao Street, it is naturally impossible for the court's etiquette department to have any huge scenes to send off.

Therefore, from the perspective of the imperial court, this funeral can be said to be quite simple.

There were only a few officials from the funeral department who carried the corpses, and Song Xiang's apprentice He Ziqiu sent them off.

- On the surface, that's true.

But behind them, there was a large number of people who spontaneously followed!

Along the way, he knelt three times and knocked nine times, wept bitterly, scolded the injustice of heaven and earth, and was thinner than the country!

As the funeral procession ascended the mountain, the surging crowd almost surrounded the entire Mausoleum of No Return.

Song Xiang's popularity can be seen.

A few officials who talk a lot on weekdays have no intention of talking at this time, and they have become stuffy gourds.

Digging a pit vigorously, after digging, Song Xiang's body was respectfully carried in, and after kneeling three times and knocking nine times, he closed the soil.

After kneeling and bowing many times, he went down the mountain with He Ziqiu and those people.

It's just that before leaving, He Ziqiu took a deep look at Yu Chen, and then followed the mighty team down the mountain.

Song Xiang was buried, the funeral procession retreated, and the people dispersed.

Yu Chen stared straight at the tomb and sighed, "It's not the first time I've seen it, come in and sit." ”

Let's look at the grave, the purple-clothed Song Xiang, standing with his hands in his hands.

Although he has no realm, he has no way.

But after years of being in a high position and being in charge for one time, Song Xiang's spirit has been extraordinary.

So even after he died, his obsession did not disappear and he turned into a wronged soul, but he also maintained absolute sanity and calmness.

He followed his corpse all the way up the mountain, saw himself buried in the earth, and saw hundreds of people crying and seeing him off.

Entered the house.

Yu Chen poured a cup of tea.

These teas, cups and teapots are all things from the underworld, and they were brought out by the old man Wensheng when he came over, so the dead can also touch and drink.

"Song didn't expect it, a dignified judge...... It turned out to be a mausoleum keeper on the Mausoleum of No Return. ”

Song Xiang had already calmed down, and also accepted the fact that he was dead, looked at Yu Chen's figure, and sighed.

"I didn't say I was a judge." Yu Chen shook his head.

"I didn't say it, but Song guessed it."

Song Xiang also chatted with each other, like a friend who hadn't seen him for many years, "Song Mou has looked through all your cases and found that all your actions can't find any motive."

Not for wealth, not for fame, but for the sake of cutting off treachery and eliminating evil.

At first, Song thought you were the kind of chivalrous man who forbade with martial arts, happy to take revenge, and when he saw that the road was uneven, he drew his knife and came out, and his blood was splashed.

But later Song found out that this was not the case, and there was at least one premise for a chivalrous murderer - he had to know where there was injustice.

But many of the cases you have committed, those who were killed by you, murder, arson, murder and evil, are seamless, if it is not for the final death, the crime can be exposed, and no one will even find out for the rest of their lives.

So, how did you find the murderer and put him to death before the court found out about it?

This question has not been known to Song. ”

Song Xiang took the teacup in Yu Chen's hand and took a sip slightly.

Then he continued,

"So Song has been puzzled, and he can't judge your true identity.

Until today, Song is obviously dead, and he sees you, and you also see Song. At that moment, all doubts were opened.

- If people and ghosts have different paths, the iron separating yin and yang is broken, and everything seems to be explained.

The crimes you committed, the people you killed, the blood debts you had, all your sources of intelligence, not gossip in the market, not some huge intelligence agency,

But...... The deceased itself. ”

Song Xiang showed a determined expression, "-You can see the dead people, you can talk to them, you can ...... for them A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood. ”

Yu Chen opened his mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed and shook his head, "You leave your soul after you die, which means that your last wish has not been eliminated and your obsession is not gone, but at this moment, you still have the leisure to think about these ......"

He didn't deny it.

Song Xiang's eyes narrowed.

- Sure enough, the person in front of him is the judge!

"So, you guessed that, right?"

Yu Chen sat opposite Song, "I'm not a chivalrous man, I'm just helping the dead - so, dignified Song Xiang, what is his last wish to wander the world?" ”

Song Xiang stood up, came to Yu Chen, and bowed: "Mr. Song, please...... Homicide! ”

"Kill whom?"

"Emperor!"

"Good!"

Yu Chen nodded and asked again, "Which emperor?" ”

Song Xiang raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised that Yu Chen could ask such a question.

Yu Chen waved his hand, "I already know that it is not Qiyuan who is on the throne now. ”

"Sir, he really has great powers."

Song Xiang took a deep breath and said:

"As you say, the one sitting on the throne is no longer the one you know in the world.

The dove occupying the magpie's nest borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul of no one else, it was my founding emperor of Great Xia, the Kaiyuan Emperor. ”

(End of chapter)