Chapter 355 Preparing to Summon the Soul

How has Jiang Xiu become?

Meng Junyi and Gongsun Liang thought about it seriously...

Meng Junyi said, "Strangely enough, since that day, he has become noticeably more cheerful. He no longer has that stern face like before."

Gongsun Liang also nodded in agreement: "Indeed, he has not only become more cheerful, but he has also tried to actively interact with others..."

Tang Bao frowned slightly when he heard this.

It seems that in the dispute between Jiang Xiu and Wang Mian, the real beneficiary was Jiang Xiu.

Since then, Wang Mian was accused of being suppressed... He had no place to stand in Qingyun Academy and was even forced to transfer schools.

However, Jiang Xiu won more people's attention, sympathy and support, which improved his popularity and temper! ?

Among Wang Mian, Jiang Xiu and the three bullies, it is certain that Jiang Xiu is acquainted with the three bullies.

As for what kind of entanglement Wang Mian had with the three dead bullies, it is not known yet.

Tang Bao looked around the room and found that Wang Mian's things were no longer here.

She didn't want to disturb the Wang family anymore...but now it seems that she still has to go to the Wang family.

See if we can capture Wang Mian’s ghost and ask him for some useful clues.

No matter whether it is Jiang Xiu or Jiang Lan, no matter which of them does something bad, he cannot escape the punishment of the law!

"Brother Qingye," she turned to Xiao Qingye and said, "Let's go to Wang's house..."

After leaving Qingyun Academy, Tang Bao put his hands on his hips and shouted "Mimi" several times at the top of his lungs, but there was still no sign of Baihu.

Really...

"I don't know if Mimi has taken a fancy to any tigress. She keeps disappearing into the woods and I can never find her!" She muttered softly with a wrinkled face.

Xiao Qingye chuckled when he heard this: "It's familiar with your scent, and it knows that with me here, you'll definitely have a carriage... Maybe when you're done with your work, it'll come looking for you."

Tang Bao nodded. The most urgent thing was to go to Wang's house first and find Wang Mian's soul to ask for the truth.

She looked back every few steps as she got on the Xiao Mansion's carriage. Not giving up, she called out to Baihu twice, but there was still no response.

How outrageous!

I'll settle the score with it later!

......

The carriage stopped steadily in front of the Wang family mansion. Tang Bao lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw that the white lanterns hanging in front of the door had not been taken down. The breeze blew, and each lantern swayed gently and lonely.

Upon hearing that Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess was coming in person, the Wang family master hurriedly brought people out to greet her. He was dressed in plain clothes and looked haggard. The white hair on his temples made him look much older than 30 years old.

"Your humble servant greets Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. Please come in..." His voice was hoarse.

Tang Bao hesitated to speak, nodded slightly, and then followed Wang Mian's father through the eerily silent courtyard and headed straight for the backyard.

The summer is noisy and the sun is scorching.

But inside the Wang family mansion, even the wind blowing through the corridors carried a dull, dead air that made it hard to breathe...

A group of people went to the courtyard where Wang Mian lived before his death, gently pushed open the door, and saw a middle-aged woman curled up in a chair, holding tightly in her arms a pair of old clothes worn by a teenager.

Her eyes were vacant and she kept humming a tuneless tune over and over again. Occasionally she would let out a foolish laugh or two, and then she would burst into sobs.

"She is...?" Tang Bao lowered his voice, fearing to disturb the other person.

Wang Mian's father said in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, please understand. My wife has not been well since Mian'er passed away..."

"Mian'er?" Upon hearing her son's name, Madam Wang stood up suddenly and asked the person opposite her anxiously, "Is my Mian'er coming back? He loves the osmanthus cake I make the most! I have to make it quickly!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked out. The maid beside her followed her closely, and no one stopped her.

Wang Mian's father turned sideways, his shoulders trembling barely perceptibly for a moment.

Wiping away the tears from his eyes, he asked Tang Bao to move to the side hall and said dejectedly, "To be honest, Your Highness, I have already applied for a transfer order and will be leaving Xijing soon."

This Xijing City... they can't stay here for even a day.

Tang Bao is so smart. The Wang family has never lacked money. The only thing that can make them keep quiet and leave their hometown is power, overwhelming power!

"I am currently investigating Wang Mian's murder. I suspect there's something else going on. Until the truth is revealed, you must remain in the capital. I will have someone protect you!"

As she spoke, she took out a few amulets and handed them to Lord Wang. "I heard that Wang Mian has a sister from the same mother. Please persuade your wife more. You can't hurt a living person's heart and ruin another child's life for something irreparable!"

"If necessary, you can ask the imperial physician to come to your house and treat your wife under the banner of this palace!"

Lord Wang suddenly raised his head, his eyes reddened, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times to Tang Bao, "Your Highness, I thank you!"

Mian'er is his legitimate son, the flesh and blood of his wife!

Mian'er is a hero in his sister's eyes! A role model to emulate!

If he wasn't afraid that his wife and daughter would get into trouble as well, why would he bow to the power in the court and accept those cold silver ingots?!

"I wonder how Your Highness would investigate this? Do you need my help?"

"I'm not very good at ordinary methods, so I want to try and see if I can summon Wang Mian's ghost... After all, no one knows the truth better than him!"

Before she finished speaking, she took out an oil lamp and three incense sticks from her Qiankun bag.

"Please, Lord Wang, prepare a bowl of water for me, and also bring me something that Wang Mian used most often during his lifetime."

Lord Wang was stunned when he heard this, blinking his eyes. He quickly said "eh" and went to look for the thing himself...

"Mian'er's most commonly used...most commonly used..."

A moment later, the little guy set up the table in Wang Mian's room, which remained in its original state, made all the preparations, and then drove everyone out.

The curtains were drawn, blocking out the sunlight and sight from outside. Only a single lamp was lit on the table in the middle of the room. The flame was as small as a bean, swaying slightly in the air.

Tang Bao washed her hands and stood before the table. She didn't do the footwork and stomping like those highly skilled Taoist priests, nor did she chant any complicated incantations...

Just lightly touch the bowl of clear water with your fingertips, then flick the water droplets into the air, close your eyes and silently make hand gestures.

The green smoke of the soul-soothing incense rose up and swirled in the air without dispersing, gradually condensing into a vague vortex.

The flame of the oil lamp jumped violently a few times, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply. An invisible pressure spread out, and a ghost figure slowly approached Tang Bao...