Chu Jingyue’s so-called investigation was to personally visit and break into the Ning’an Earl’s Mansion.
Whether there were evil spirits or not, she would know after taking a look inside.
“Who is it? Do you have a visiting card or invitation?”
The gatekeeper of the Ning’an Earl’s Mansion stopped her, and Chu Jingyue said calmly, “No.”
“Go, go, go, you want to enter the Earl’s Mansion without a visiting card? Get away from here.” The gatekeeper saw that the person in front of him was unfamiliar, dressed plainly, with only a black and gold-plated wooden hairpin on her head. She didn’t look like a young lady from a wealthy family, let alone a noble relative. He raised his hand and impatiently drove her away.
Chu Jingyue was holding a talisman in her hand, and was about to force her way in when a carriage stopped abruptly behind her, and Pei Feng’s urgent voice came, “This is the Princess of Qi, who is here today to pay respects to the late Concubine.”
When the gatekeeper saw Pei Feng, he quickly bowed politely, and asked suspiciously, “Princess Qi? Her dress is too plain, and her behavior is rude.”
“You are bold, you dare to discuss the Princess?”
Pei Feng said with a sullen face, and Wenren Si slowly walked down from the carriage. The gatekeeper knelt down immediately when he saw him.
Chu Jingyue’s eyes darkened slightly. Was he here to stop her?
“Didn’t this King say that the early court would be faster today, so I could return to the mansion and wait for this King to come and pay respects to my mother?”
Wenren Si had a serious face, and his serious appearance made it impossible to tell that he was lying.
Chu Jingyue also had a cold face, and after following Wenren Si into the mansion, she whispered, “Didn’t I tell you not to interfere?”
“What kind of person do you think this King is?” Wenren Si glanced at her, “Does this King look like someone who engages in favoritism and malpractice?”
“Yes.”
Chu Jingyue quickly went straight to the backyard of the Ning’an Earl’s Mansion. When she passed the courtyard, she stared at an octagonal pavilion in the courtyard and gradually slowed down her pace.
Seeing that she was going astray, Wenren Si grabbed her wrist and whispered, “Go and pay respects to my mother first, and then you can come and see later.”
“Okay.”
Chu Jingyue cooperated with him and came to a simple courtyard in the Ning’an Earl’s Mansion. From a distance, she could smell the strong fragrance of the temple.
“The people of the Earl’s Mansion still miss the late Concubine. Judging from this battle, they are afraid that they will burn incense for her every day.” Pei Feng was a little grateful. He was two years older than Wenren Si, and he had some impression of the late Concubine.
Chu Jingyue glanced at him and sneered, “I hope it’s really like this.”
She and Wenren Si walked into the house. In the hall, there was a memorial tablet of Wenren Si’s mother, Zong Rujun, and long incense sticks were burning on both sides.
Wenren Si lit three incense sticks of a different red color from ordinary incense and knelt down, while looking at Chu Jingyue, “If you have any taboos, you can also stand and worship.”
“I really can’t kneel.” Chu Jingyue’s words made him feel really uncomfortable, but Wenren Si could still understand.
After all, the two of them were just in a cooperative relationship, and Chu Jingyue looked extraordinary.
“You can’t kneel either.” Chu Jingyue stepped forward and snatched the incense from his hand, and stepped on it unceremoniously, “In this way, I can be more sure that the Earl’s Mansion is definitely abnormal.”
Wenren Si took a deep breath and restrained his anger, and asked, “What do you mean?”
“This incense is made of boy’s blood and woman’s menstrual blood. It can not only ward off evil spirits but also suppress evil spirits. If someone comes to worship sincerely, the incense will continue to burn and the soul will be difficult to leave.” Chu Jingyue looked around the structure and furnishings of the house, and said, “What is placed in the four corners is not a long-lasting lamp but a soul-locking lamp. There should also be forty-nine soul-fixing nails on the surrounding doorposts, and the soul-crossing banner at the door is painted with the talisman of the soul-controlling banner.”
Wenren Si immediately got up and went to the surrounding doorposts to check, and sure enough, he found nails with strange positions and special appearances.
“What will happen?” Wenren Si looked at his mother’s spiritual tablet worriedly, and then said, “My mother has passed away, no matter what, these things can’t hurt her.”
Chu Jingyue sneered, “Naive, after a person dies, they are divided into three souls. The heavenly soul enters the nine heavens and enters the heavenly prison, the earthly soul enters the nine netherworlds and enters the karma hall, and the human soul wanders near the corpse. When the human soul and the earthly soul have finished receiving their merits and demerits, the two souls will find the human soul, and the three souls will unite and enter reincarnation.”
Wenren Si listened carefully, but he didn’t believe half of it in his heart.
What karma and reincarnation, those are all nonsense.
“Everything arranged here makes it difficult for your mother’s three souls to unite, and the human soul cannot escape. As long as this place is not destroyed, she will never be able to enter reincarnation. After ten years, the human soul and the heavenly and earthly souls will be lost in the world and become lonely ghosts, and the human soul will become a kind of ‘qi’, which people usually like to call blessing.”
Chu Jingyue reached out and took off the soul-controlling banner hanging at the door, “The blessing is just using your mother’s luck from reincarnation for generations, and when the luck is used up, she will disappear into the six realms of reincarnation.”
“You!” Wenren Si wanted to say that she was alarmist, but a trace of fear emerged in his heart. What if what Chu Jingyue said was true?
Chu Jingyue smeared some paper ash on the soul-controlling banner and put the banner back in, “You can not believe it, but I have to do what I have to do, such behavior is deceiving the gods and ghosts, and it is against the right path.”
“So you mean that someone in the Earl’s Mansion wants to use my mother to seek blessing for their family?” Wenren Si turned to look at the tablet, and at this moment, he even had the idea of destroying everything here.
If what Chu Jingyue said was true, how innocent was his mother?
Chu Jingyue asked back, “Your mother should have a lot of merit, right?”
“She followed my father in battle for half her life, saving countless people. She guarded the border city for several years, teaching people to read, write, and learn medicine. She—was a very excellent person.”
Wenren Si didn’t know much about his mother’s appearance. His parents died when he was young, and the current Grand Madam raised him. Everything he knew was told to him by the Grand Madam.
Chu Jingyue said coldly, reaching out to take the soul-locking lamp while saying, “That’s right, such a meritorious person does have blessings for several generations. Someone imprisoned her human soul here, they hope that your mother can protect the Earl’s Mansion, but they are afraid that she will really become a lonely ghost and come to claim their lives.”
“The endless incense burning here day and night is a layer of fog with blades for the soul.”
Wenren Si said with a gloomy look, and with a wave of his hand, he took down the oil lamp from the high place, “What can I do?”
“Of course, take me to see the octagonal pavilion in the courtyard. There is an abnormal amount of resentment there, and I suspect it is related to the grievance Gu worm.”
Chu Jingyue didn’t forget the business she was going to do. Wenren Si frowned and said, “What about my mother?”
“Does the King believe what I said so much?” Chu Jingyue walked out of the hut with him, she looked at Wenren Si with a smile.
If he knew about her fate characters, he would probably subvert his understanding of this world even more.
She really wanted to see what his expression would be at that time.
“It’s better to believe it than not to believe it.” Wenren Si turned his face away and was still stubborn, but the soul-fixing nails he was holding tightly in his hand, which he had shaken out with his internal force, betrayed him.
Chu Jingyue smiled knowingly, and knew to destroy the soul-fixing nails, not too stupid.