Chapter 195

In the evening, when it was a little dark, a carriage drove out of the palace. The soldier at the gate recognized the servant driving the carriage and bowed and saluted him, "Lord Wang, you are back late today."

Wang Heng's voice came from behind the curtain, "I have been busy these days, so I am a little late."

"Thank you for your hard work, sir." The soldier said hurriedly.

Wang Heng pretended to be reserved, "It is our duty to share His Majesty's worries, so it is not hard at all," he opened the curtain and said to the servants, "Let's go."

"Sir, take care."

The carriage drove along Changwu Street for a while, and Wang Heng asked the servant driving the carriage, "How is the construction of the tomb going? Can the image be drawn?"

The servant replied, "We have already found a craftsman to paint the Ascension Map on the stone wall of the tomb as the Immortal Master said. I saw it a few days ago. It was painted very vividly."

As soon as the servant said this, Wang Heng immediately became interested. "I'll go and take a look after I'm done with this period of work. You must keep a close eye on it and make sure there are no mistakes."

"Yes, sir." The servant cracked the whip, the horse neighed, and accompanied by the cry of crows, it walked all the way to the palace.

It was getting darker and darker. The shops along the street had closed long ago and there was no one on the road. The servant walked this road almost every day, but for some reason he felt a little scared today. The sound of birds chirping in the dark made his hair stand on end. He touched the goose bumps on his arms and comforted himself that it might be because of the cold weather.

In an instant, a gust of wind whistled in, and the servant quickly covered his head and face with his hands, "My lord, the wind is blowing." As soon as the voice fell, a crying sound was heard in the wind, as if it was telling about its grievances. The servant was frightened and trembled, "My lord, something is wrong today."

Wang Heng was sitting in the carriage, resting his eyes. When he heard the servant's words, he scolded, "Don't say such things at night. Drive carefully."

Just as he finished speaking, a servant's shrill scream was heard from outside the curtain. Wang Heng said with a wooden face: "Wang Xiang, what are you howling about?"

No one answered him. The wind outside the carriage was getting louder and louder, making an extremely shrill cry. Suddenly, the wind stopped and waves of bird calls came, as if someone was calling "Wang Wuping, Wang Wuping." The voice was a little old, coming from far away, floating and lingering.

Wang Heng's face was pale. This voice, the voice calling his courtesy name, sounded very much like someone in his memory.

Xie family, Xie Suwen, no, Xie Suwen is already dead, the whole family was killed, all the men in the Xie family were killed, I saw it with my own eyes, how could I possibly hear the voice of that old man from the Xie family again.

Even if it was Wei Zhongxuan, who everyone said was Xie Chen, he firmly believed that he was definitely not a member of the Xie family. He had checked all the bodies of the Xie family one by one, and there was no way anyone could have escaped.

He must have heard it wrong. With trembling hands, he carefully lifted the curtain, but there was no trace of the servant outside the curtain. He dragged his weak legs, took a few steps back and forth, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened the curtain. There was only the dark night in front of him, and nothing else.

Wang Heng wiped the cold sweat from his head, and then he realized that his back was wet. That bad boy Wang Xiang must have been in a hurry to pee again, so he went out to relieve himself.

He pulled the reins, ready to drive the carriage back by himself. The wheels moved forward for a distance. He was frightened today and was a little panicked. It was already dark, and he could only try to identify the direction through the shops on the street.

There was a "da da da" sound, like footsteps, or the sound of bamboo poles hitting the ground. Wang Heng suddenly closed his eyes and dared not look towards the source of the sound.

He drove the carriage desperately in one direction, gasping for breath. Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in front of him. He was tall and held a spear in his hand.

The carriage stopped suddenly. Wang Heng's mind went blank. He subconsciously said, "Thank you, Lord..." As soon as the words came out, he woodenly loosened the reins in his hands, and then held them tightly again. The figure in front of him was too familiar. It was obviously Xie Suwen.

"You...are you a human or a ghost?"

A chilly wind blew, and Wang Heng felt his legs become so weak that they didn't seem like his own. The dark shadow in front of him was getting closer, and he quickly stepped back. A burst of white smoke passed by, and shadows that looked neither human nor real appeared around him. This was clearly the image of the world of ghosts and gods painted on the wall of his own tomb.

He collapsed on the carriage, "Master Xie, I know you died unjustly. You should go find the Ding family, find Ding Yanhe." The shadow was getting closer and closer, and a long sigh came. Wang Heng heard the familiar voice and rolled over and crawled, "Master Xie, I was also following orders at the time. The Ding family was powerful, and I... I had no choice."

Suddenly, thunder was heard, and the shadow's voice questioned, "If it weren't for the false evidence you made, how could I have died, and how could the Xie family have ended up like this, you deserve to die..." The cries of thousands of ghosts were sharp and piercing.

Wang Heng was so frightened that he held his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Who told you to block the Ding family's way? The Xie family was slaughtered because of your stubbornness. You deserve it."

The ghost shadow grew bigger and bigger, and the size of the demon beast ghost next to it also grew rapidly. Wang Heng begged for mercy: "I was wrong, please let me go, I am ungrateful, I am a wolf in sheep's clothing..."

"I was bribed by the Ding family and forged your letter of treason. Go find the Ding family, don't come to me."

"Where is the evidence you forged? If the Eastern Ghost Emperor seeks redress for me and gets the evidence back for me, I will not kill you." The black shadow stabbed at him with a spear in his hand. Wang Heng was so scared that he hid in the carriage, but for some reason his legs went soft and he rolled off the carriage.

"I destroyed the evidence long ago. How could I leave any trace of such a thing?" Wang Heng knelt down and said.

The shadow sneered, "You conspired with the Ding family to plan the Xie family's rebellion, but with your behavior, the Ding family will not trust you. You are a smart person, and you naturally know that with the Ding family's past style, they will not keep you. If you don't have enough evidence, you will also be unable to sleep and eat, and you will definitely leave something that can keep you alive." A cold light flashed, and the spear stabbed straight at him, "You dare to lie to me."

"Wait, let me tell you, I have the letters I exchanged with the Ding family that day. If you let me go, I will give you the letters." Wang Heng shouted loudly.

The shadow said, "Tomorrow night you will put the letter at the Xie family's old house. If I find out that it is not there, you will be dead."

"I know, I'll let him go." Wang Heng said with his hands clasped together.

The black shadow got a satisfactory answer and gradually disappeared in the darkness. Wang Heng stood up and bravely wanted to see clearly what he encountered tonight, was it a human or a ghost?

He rushed forward, and a face with green face and fangs appeared in the dark shadow that had not yet disappeared. The sounds of ghosts crying and wind suddenly started again. Wang Heng screamed in fear, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"Are you really scared to death? Yu Quan and Xiang Li are too powerful." Lao Zhang took off his mask and kicked a ball at his feet a few times.

Several figures walked out of the darkness, and Yu Quan and Xiang Li bowed together and said, "Your Excellency, thank you for your praise.

He Xin stuffed something into Wang Heng's arms and said, "Stop playing around. The master said to throw him and the servant into the carriage."

"Got it, got it." The two of them worked together, and the carriage slowly moved on the street. After a while, it stopped in front of a house.

Wang Heng cried out and woke up from the nightmare, breathing rapidly. He looked around and found that he was still in the carriage. Was he dreaming? Are there any dreams that are so realistic?

"Wang Xiang, Wang Xiang," he shouted.

Wang Xiang, who was outside the carriage, was awakened by the call and rubbed his sore neck. "What happened to me? Sir, are you okay?"

Hearing Wang Xiang's voice, Wang Heng held his breath and pulled the curtain aside. The sky outside the carriage was bright, and Wang Xiang's face appeared in front of him. He took a breath and asked, "What did you see and hear last night?"

The servant touched his head and said, "I seemed to hear the sound of wind and crying." He thought for a moment and said in horror, "There seemed to be a shadow, like someone walking, and then I fainted from fright."

Wang Heng was panicked and confused. Are there ghosts in this world? Thinking about what the shadow said yesterday, he pondered for a moment, and the fear that was magnified at night gradually faded away. He sneered and pretended to be a ghost.

"Sir, sir, we're here." Wang Xiang said outside.

Wang Heng was upset and said, "What do you mean by coming?" He got off the carriage, and suddenly something fell from his chest.

Wang Heng was trembling, "What is this? Pick it up." He ordered the servant sternly. Wang Xiang was puzzled as to why his master looked so scared. He picked it up and saw that it was written in bright red blood: "If you don't arrive at midnight, I will kill you."

"Ahhhh" Wang Xiang yelled and threw away the thing in his hand, "This... is a ghost, there is a ghost." After saying that, he hid aside and trembled.

Wang Heng bent down and picked it up, half believing and half doubting. Well, whether it is a human or a ghost, we must take a good look tonight.

Lin Mansion.

Old Zhang laughed, "My Lords, you didn't see that Wang Heng was so scared that he was pissing his pants and begging for mercy and kneeling down. He didn't look as majestic as usual."

"You guys keep an eye on his house these few days and report any movement immediately. Zhongxuan, your attendant had better keep an eye on Wang Heng at all times. This man is treacherous and suspicious. He will definitely be suspicious when he returns. Maybe the evidence he said..." Lin Shuge said.

Xie Chen said: "I know that Axun is already watching us. If he becomes suspicious, it will be our chance."

"My lords, what's the riddle you are talking about?" Old Zhang asked, confused.

Lin Shuge smiled and said, "You will know later. Wang Heng will definitely send people to guard around Xie's house tonight. You must be careful and don't get caught."

"Don't worry, sir. Let's scare him again tonight. With Yu Quan and Xiangli Gu here, everyone will think they have seen a ghost. The tools made by Xiangli are really useful. I was scared when I saw him in the dark. He looks like an evil ghost. And Yu Quan, he can make the sound of wind and ghosts. Where did sir get such a capable person?" Old Zhang, who had not yet recovered from the excitement of last night, asked Lin Shuge.

"You have forgotten that I used to be the magistrate of Ganzhou County. Where did the plays and novels that the people of Ganzhou loved the most come from?" Lin Shuge patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder.

Lao Zhang suddenly realized, "Then the most recent one..."

Xie Chen gave him a cold look, and Lao Zhang immediately covered his mouth, blinked his eyes and nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Okay, you guys can leave now. Zhongxuan and I have to go to court. We need to deal with Ding Wenhong today." Lin Shuge said softly.