When the dust settled, Jiang Qingwan saw several vengeful spirits, some deep and some shallow, floating in the courtyard.
Yun Yaoyao was also standing among them.
It seems that Yun Xiaoran killed more than just Yun Yaoyao back then.
Perhaps because of their blood ties, only Yun Yaoyao's resentment could break free from this feng shui arrangement and converge on Yun Xiaoran.
The vengeful spirit is weak and elusive.
The argument seemed to pierce the eardrums with intense resentment, but it quickly subsided into deathly silence. They all knelt and bowed in the direction of Jiang Qingwan before disappearing into the wind without a trace.
The dark clouds hanging over the villa were pierced by the sun, and golden rays shone on the withered leaves and fallen flowers in the courtyard.
She sighed softly and turned to walk towards the backyard.
They found a dry well covered with stones in a patch of weeds.
Dried black dog blood still clung to the stones beside the well.
"Move the stone away."
Mo Yunhan, who followed her in, did not ask any questions and simply did as she was told.
The stench returned after the stones were moved.
He looked at Jiang Qingwan speechlessly.
Seeing that she had a calm expression and didn't even cover her face with a handkerchief, it was as if she couldn't smell it at all.
As if sensing his confusion, Jiang Qingwan raised her hand to show him her palm.
She held a yellow talisman in her fair palm, clearly having anticipated this, and used the talisman to shield herself from the smell.
This little woman is really petty.
He looked down into the well and saw that the bottom was full of black silt, with half a white skeleton exposed.
Jiang Qingwan suppressed the mockery in her eyes. "There are thirteen bodies in total. Whether you want to report it to the authorities is up to you."
The man seemed to realize something and looked at her incredulously.
"Is Yun Yaoyao also in the well?"
"Otherwise what?"
Jiang Qingwan glared at him unhappily.
"Yun Xiaoran killed someone, and you still expect her to be properly buried and worshipped?"
Mo Yunhan was speechless after being rebuked, his face dark as he stared at the half-bones protruding from the mud at the bottom of the well.
The people from the Jingzhao Prefecture came with Ye Qi.
Mo Yunhan, who had remained silent, instructed Ye Qi to take Jiang Qingwan to the Ministry of War to review the case files of the great war between the Great Zhou and the Great Sui, while he stayed behind to assist the Jingzhao Prefecture in its investigation.
Before leaving, Jiang Qingwan glanced at the dry well one last time.
“It has been too long. If there is no concrete evidence, I can help Yun Xiaoran confess herself.”
She had already done what she needed to do: free the vengeful spirits from the feng shui arrangement and retrieve their bodies. She was unwilling to get involved in anything more.
Thirteen lives were lost, and thirteen vengeful spirits have been trapped for years. Even if this has offended powerful figures and disturbed their peace, they deserve to be given a clear and truthful account.
Mo Yunhan remained silent.
The atmosphere was tense and silent.
Jiang Qingwan was a little annoyed and snorted coldly, "You really are protecting her."
After saying that, he turned and left.
At the entrance, I met Liu Ruzhi, who had just arrived by carriage.
With a kidnapping case preceding it and a case of burying a body in a dry well following it, this Prefect of Jingzhao was extremely busy. Upon seeing her, he bowed slightly in greeting.
"Madam Jiang, you're here too. Could it be that this murder case is related to evil cultivators again?"
Jiang Qingwan was in a very bad mood at the moment.
He pulled out the land deed from his pocket and unfolded it. "This villa was given to me by Yun Xiaoran. I just received it today. I ask Lord Liu to investigate the murder case as soon as possible and restore peace to my house. If there are any problems, go ask Mo Yunhan. There's no need to come looking for me."
Seeing her annoyed expression, Liu Ruzhi was quite surprised.
The Jiang Niangzi he knew was calm and collected, but today...
However, the murder case was urgent, so he didn't dare to delay and hurriedly entered the villa.
Jiang Qingwan helped Ye Qi into the Prince's carriage. When the curtain was lowered, she suddenly paused, frowning as she looked towards the end of the long street.
For some reason, she always felt that someone was watching her.
Ye Qi noticed that her expression was off and immediately looked over, but there was nothing unusual.
He quickly turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Qingwan shook her head and lowered the curtain.
After the carriage left, a figure emerged from behind a wall at the end of the long street, wearing a light blue crescent-shaped robe and a long veil that almost completely covered his body.
His sinister eyes watched the carriage disappear before slowly turning his gaze back towards the direction of Bai Ci Manor.
A rough, hoarse voice rumbled from his throat.
"He does have some skill."
Just then, a black, red-eyed raven flew over and landed on his shoulder, tilting its head close to his ear and making strange noises.
After listening, he raised his hand and touched the bird's body, his beak opening and closing slightly. A moment later, the crow seemed to receive a command and quickly flew away.
...
When the carriage arrived at the Ministry of War, it was almost time for the end of the shift.
Because carriages were not allowed to park at the entrance, Jiang Qingwan got off first and waited for Ye Qi to tie up his horse so they could negotiate with the people.
Qin Run, who had been squatting there for half a day, saw it as soon as he saw it and immediately rushed out from the corner. His eyes widened in anger, and he shoved Qin Run without any temper.
What are you doing here? Get out of here!
Jiang Qingwan stepped aside to avoid it.
"I'm in a bad mood today, so don't upset me."
Qin Run, spoiled by her, never learned his lesson. He raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly, "You're still in a bad mood? Let me tell you, I'm the one in a really bad mood today. My father has already divorced you, and my mother, being kind, didn't take your life. You're still not satisfied, always harming the Qin family. Do you only feel happy when I'm unhappy?"
Jiang Qingwan had long anticipated that the Qin family would continue to suffer bad luck.
She had no interest in listening to his complaints and decided to go and negotiate with the guards at the Ministry of War herself.
With the dragon plaque, it shouldn't be too troublesome.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Qin Run grabbed her cloak.
Half of her arm, with its sleeve torn, was exposed.
Qin Run also noticed the bruises on her wrist where someone had gripped it, and the young man's handsome face instantly turned bright red.
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