Chapter 220 Shi Yu vomited
In order to prevent theft, the innermost tomb chamber of the underground palace was filled with kerosene and not even a spark could be allowed.
The two of them brought the night pearl when they came in. At this time, Shi Yu put the night pearl to the mouth of the pottery jar, saw what was inside, and frowned.
There was a thick layer of black substance on the bottom of the pottery jar, and on top of that layer were six nails. The six nails were placed with their heads facing inwards, at equal distances apart, forming a circle.
Wei Qingyan used the light of the night pearl to see what was inside. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he blurted out in shock, "The dried substance underneath is women's menstrual blood and corpse oil."
But she didn't say what these things were used for, and she didn't know how to say it. She needed to find something to prove her guess.
He raised the night-shining pearl in his hand and said to Shi Yu, "Look carefully, there should be a bronze statue hidden here."
Shi Yu nodded.
It had been previously inferred that the late emperor had a ghost around him. Now he knew that there was a woman's menstrual blood and corpse oil under the pottery jar, and that the nail, if he was not mistaken, should be the coffin nail used to nail the coffin.
Even though Wei Qingyan didn't say it explicitly, Shi Yu vaguely understood something after seeing this.
There must be a reason why Wei Qingyan asked him to find it.
He hurriedly imitated Wei Qingyan, holding up the night pearl in his hand and searching among the dazzling array of burial objects.
However, the emperor's underground palace was too large, and the center of the palace was surrounded by burial paths. In addition to gold, silver, jade, and ceramic utensils, there were also skeletons of livestock such as cattle, sheep, and horses, as well as clay figurines of eunuchs and palace maids.
So far, they have only checked the path where the gold, silver and jade objects were placed, and it was in this path that the pottery jar was found.
Shi Yu hid the idea of going down to the underground palace from everyone and only took Wei Qingyan and Lan Shu with him. The underground palace had three doors and it took the three of them to use their internal energy to open them.
The day before yesterday, Feng Ruobao sent a message to Lan Shu, saying that the emperor had nightmares these days or stayed awake all night, probably because he was frightened by the thought that there was a ghost in Mingyi Palace.
Lan Shu was worried, so she went back to the palace first.
Now there are only Wei Qingyan and Shi Yu in the tomb, which means that the two of them need to search for three burial paths, which is a big project.
"Do you know the general appearance and size of the bronze statue?" Shi Yu asked.
After hearing this, Wei Qingyan's mind, which had been somewhat confused by shock, gradually cleared up. She said silently, "I don't know, but it can't be that big. Let's start by looking along the path that led to the clay figurine."
The late emperor did not want to be discovered, so he most likely hid the bronze statue inside a clay figurine.
Shi Yu understood what he meant, and used his inner strength to smash a clay figure into pieces.
This is the most effective and fastest way.
If it were in the past, Shi Yu would definitely not do such a heinous thing in the tomb of the late emperor, but now, the late emperor was no different from a devil in his heart.
Wei Qingyan didn't care at all. He just regretted that he didn't bring a hammer with him when he went to the tomb. That would be more useful than a dagger.
Fortunately, hard work pays off. When Wei Qingyan's arms were sore from knocking, he finally found the bronze statue in the belly of a clay figure that looked like a eunuch.
The bronze statue was only slightly bigger than Shi Yu's palm.
But it made Wei Qingyan's face look extremely ugly.
Wei Qingyan asked Shi Yu to put the bronze statue on the ground.
"What should we do?" Shi Yu asked.
"Pry it open along the gap." Wei Qingyan said hatefully.
Shi Yu didn't ask anything. He stabbed the tip of the dagger into the gap on the side of the bronze statue. With a force of his hand, the statue was split into two.
When Shi Yu saw what was inside, his face turned pale.
Inside the bronze statue is a tiny person, or to be more precise, the shriveled body of a tiny baby, which is much smaller than that of an ordinary newborn.
"What is this?" Shi Yu's voice was a little weak.
Is this a baby?
Why is it so small like a mouse?
Wei Qingyan reached out and held his hand, "I guess this is the child the Queen Mother gave birth to."
The empress dowager's son is also the late emperor's biological son.
The late emperor had actually made his own son like this. "What did he do to him?"
"There is a kind of sorcery that involves soaking a newly dead baby in a woman's menstrual blood and medicine for 40 days, and then drying it over a fierce fire.
Afterwards, a brass body is made for it, and incantations are chanted for 49 days, so that its soul can be kept by one's side, commonly known as raising a little ghost."
This was recorded in the fat monk's notes, and she remembered it clearly.
"What can the little devil do?"
Wei Qingyan said, "There are many things that can be done, such as spying, stalking, confusing people, bewitching them, making them suspicious, causing them to have bad tempers, framing others, etc."
Since the late emperor had raised the little ghost, he naturally made use of it.
Shi Yu thought about his relationship with the emperor.
There was a seventeen-year age difference between them. Initially, his brother had been very kind to him, and he had been very fond of him. But later, his brother had become distant, and he had developed an inexplicable dislike for him. If this was the work of a little ghost, then could there be something fishy about his former trust and closeness to the late emperor?
"Dirty, he's so dirty."
After a long silence, this was all Shi Yu could say.
An emperor actually practiced the art of witchcraft in the palace, and his methods were so despicable that they could not be more despicable.
Wei Qingyan thought of something even more terrifying, "Could it be that the late emperor took the little prince to Dajue Temple with the intention of raising a little ghost?"
There are some things that you won’t think too much about if you don’t know them, but once you know them, you can’t help but think about them carefully.
There are many imperial doctors in the palace, and the little prince is not in good health. The late emperor should have kept the little prince in the palace for treatment instead of taking him to seek the protection of the Bodhisattva.
Shi Yu did not deny Wei Qingyan's speculation and asked, "Is it true that the ghosts raised by one's own flesh and blood are different from those raised by other children?"
"Yes, little ghosts are easily angered and jealous, and are very likely to have evil thoughts. They need to be suppressed in time. Bloodline suppression is the most labor-saving and effective way. Because of the blood relationship, little ghosts are more likely to obey their owners."
It was because of this reason that Wei Qingyan made his previous guess.
It is hard to say whether the late emperor, who would do anything to achieve his goals, would not have thought of turning the little prince into a ghost as soon as he was born or when he heard that the little prince was in poor health and had difficulty growing up.
"Even if he is a newborn prince, he will be buried according to royal regulations after his death. Therefore, he cannot die in the palace."
Since he died in the palace, it would not be easy for the late emperor to get his body. In addition, at that time, he had already ordered people to steal him from Fengzhao and replace him with another one.
Shi Yu's face turned ugly. "How dare he do such a wicked thing under the nose of the Bodhisattva."
It's simply a devil.
But he had once regarded such a devil as the best father in the world. Shi Yu suddenly felt his stomach churning and vomited a mouthful of yellow water.
Wei Qingyan hurriedly stroked his back and said, "Go out first."
The air in the tomb was not good, and they had been in there for a long time. Finding the true form of this little ghost was a big gain.
Another wave of yellow water gushed out of his stomach. Shi Yu didn't even bother to open his mouth to reply. He followed Wei Qingyan's force and left the underground palace.
"master."
As soon as the two came out, Jingzhe stepped forward.
Dong Zang noticed Shi Yu's pale face and asked, "Master, are you feeling unwell?"
Jingzhe was reminded by Dongzang and also noticed that Shi Yu's face looked strange. He hurried to pour water, but Dongzang had already handed the hot tea to Shi Yu.
Shi Yu took a sip and shook his head, "No problem."
Jingzhe and the others didn't know that Shi Yu and Wei Qingyan had gone down to the underground palace, and said with some distress, "The emperor only told you to come here to pay homage, but didn't stipulate that you must go to the offering hall.
There are incense and candles burning in there, so the air must be bad. Tomorrow is the last day, so you should take a good rest."
Shi Yu hummed lightly and said nothing more.
The next day, the two continued to go down to the underground palace. Wei Qingyan pried open the coffin of the late emperor, but unfortunately no records of evil magic were found.
After seven days, they had to leave the imperial mausoleum and return to Beijing. However, Wei Qingyan did not expect that before they left, he saw someone who should not have appeared in the imperial mausoleum.
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