The burly man continued, "This Yichun Pavilion is not the original Yichun Pavilion."
"Although Yichun Tower has the same name, everything else is different."
"Li Dazui was also very confused at the time, but a girl in a red dress and a red veil upstairs waved her hand, and Li Dazui followed her in as if he had lost his soul. Once inside, guess what he saw?"
"What did you see?"
Everyone perked up their ears, and even Jing Le and his friends were intrigued.
"When he went in, he didn't see a beautiful young woman, but an old woman with a full head of white hair."
"An old woman with white hair? Does Yichun Tower actually have an old woman with white hair?"
The crowd was puzzled.
"Didn't I say this isn't the original Yichun Tower?"
The burly man picked up his wine cup, took a sip to moisten his throat, and continued:
"The old woman was also wearing a red dress and a red veil. Apart from Li Dazui, there was no one else inside."
"Just then, the red veil on the old woman's face was blown off by the wind, revealing her true appearance."
"Except for the area above the bridge of the nose where the eyes look relatively normal, the area below the bridge of the nose is almost entirely bone!"
The big man shuddered as he spoke, as if he had seen that scene himself.
"Wow, is this for real? Half human face, half skeleton, could Li Dazui have encountered a ghost?"
"That's what the onlookers said."
Jing Le thought it made a lot of sense.
If this is true, then Li Dazui has most likely encountered a ghost. It just so happens that the Ghost Festival is approaching, the day when the gates of hell open; walking alone at night really does increase the chances of encountering ghosts.
The Third Prince's pupils widened in disbelief. Did ghosts and monsters really exist in this world?
Then, thinking about the mystery surrounding Jing Le, he became even more convinced.
Third Prince: It seems best to stay home more at night and go to bed early these next few days.
Duan Feibai: If he can cultivate, it's normal for ghosts to appear.
The cultivation world notes that Lele gave me record that ghosts can also cultivate, commonly known as ghost cultivators, and they are no different from humans.
"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you? My sister just happened to marry into the Lin family, which is next door to Li Dazui."
"That day, my sister found Li Dazui lying unconscious in an alley not far from the Li family's house when she went to buy groceries."
"I heard he's still sick, and keeps muttering, 'I'm not your lover, please let me go.'"
The burly man looked shaken.
[It seems that the female ghost thought Li Dazui was her lover and wanted to keep him around. Heh, I wonder if Li Dazui will still go to the brothel.]
Jingyue listened to the gossip, complained, and ate snacks as she went.
Just as Jing Le had thought, the others also believed that Li Dazui would probably not dare to go to Yichunlou again.
After finishing their meal, Jing Le and the others continued shopping.
Since we are going to pay respects to the deceased tomorrow, incense and paper money are essential.
The three arrived at an alleyway selling sacrificial items, where there were more than a dozen incense and candle shops.
With the Ghost Festival approaching, every shop entrance is filled with incense, candles, paper money, and other items.
Jing Le and the other two randomly chose a shop and went inside.
The shop owner was talking to a customer who was buying incense and candles.
"Really? That's such a shame! The imperial examinations are next month. What a mess! What a pity..."
"Who says otherwise? I've heard a lot of people say they've encountered that thing these past few days. Sister Li, it's best not to go out tonight. I'm going back now."
"Alright, alright, take care."
Sister-in-law Li was the owner of this incense shop. She saw the other party off at the shop entrance and happened to run into Jing Le and her group who were coming in.
"What are you planning to buy, young master and young lady? I have them all here."
"Buy some things for our ancestors to worship. See which ones you need and give us those."
The one who spoke was the Third Prince. At this moment, he was alone with his two younger brothers, while Ying San and the others were in the shadows.
"Ugh, I'm so tired. Here, I'll get it for you."
Aunt Li packed everything up quickly and efficiently. After all, she was in this line of work, and she had all the necessary items for the ritual.
"Auntie, we overheard your conversation. What exactly happened? Tell us about it."
The Third Prince had no airs of a royal prince and chatted with Aunt Li in a very familiar manner.
Seeing that there was some gossip to hear, Jing Le immediately smiled and said:
"Auntie, please tell us. If something bad is going to happen, we can avoid it, right?"
"Yes, that's right."
Duan Feibai chimed in, but his eyes were full of doting affection, as if he were the adult and the Third Prince and Jing Le were the two children.
Aunt Li also felt there was nothing to hide, and Jing Le's words made sense.
If that's true, it's best to avoid it.
"Here's what happened..."
It turns out something happened in Tongfu Lane. (Tongfu Lane is located in the southwest of the outer city.)
This morning, a scholar who was on his way to the capital for the imperial examination died in the small courtyard he rented.
The manner of his death was horrific; his heart had been ripped out, and the incident even alarmed the authorities.
However, the situation was too bizarre, and the murderer could not be found. The initial assessment was that it was a suicide.
Because the heart that had been pulled out was held in his own hand.
The bloodstains on his fingers proved that he had pulled his heart out with his own hands.
But there was no sign of pain on his face; on the contrary, he seemed quite happy.
"The girl who just went out lives next door to that scholar. She said that a couple of nights ago, when she got up to use the bathroom, she heard a woman's voice coming from his courtyard."
Aunt Li tied the things up and continued:
"She was wondering, this scholar moved in half a month ago, and apart from a servant boy, there was no one else. So where did that woman come from?"
"She once heard a servant say that his family was a declining scholarly family, and it was all thanks to his success in the imperial examination that they were able to revive their family's reputation, but now this is the result."
"Oh well, that's a pity. Anyway, you guys shouldn't go out at night these days."
After finishing her sentence, Aunt Li gave Jing Le and the others some more instructions.
"Okay, thank you for your concern, Auntie. We'll take care of it."
The Third Prince carried the things and led Jing Le out the door.
So much has happened in the past few days without me leaving the palace, and it just so happens to be a few days before the Ghost Festival. It seems like everything is going to happen eventually.
It seems we need to find out the reason, otherwise, it's hard to say whether there will be another one.
Jing Le pondered to himself and decided that it would be best to go and investigate.
She certainly didn't want such a thing to happen under the imperial city.
"Third Brother, let's go take a look over at Tongfu Lane."
"I was just thinking of going to take a look too, let's go."
The Third Prince believed that if it was truly the work of ghosts and monsters, Jing Le would surely be able to capture them.
He was so confident in Jing Le's abilities.
Fifteen minutes later, the three appeared in Tongfu Lane.
The three men's appearance went unnoticed, as they were all discussing the scholar who had passed the imperial examination.
"Now that this has happened, I'm afraid no one will dare to live in this house anymore."
"Who says otherwise? Actually, that scholar was also unlucky; he rented the He family's courtyard."
"What do you mean? Is there something else going on here?"
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