Raiders of the Duke and Duchess

"Two years... maybe less."

The old lady raised her eyebrows and chuckled, then raised her eyes to look at this child who looked very similar to her, "I put a hairpin on my neck and walked out, threatening them that if she died today, they would not be able to think of this saint. Yes, by then, there will always be some unsightly content added to the historical materials enshrined in the family ancestral hall. A hundred years later, I am afraid it will not be easy to explain the truth about the death of the short-lived saint."

After speaking, she laughed again, not minding calling herself the "Short-lived Saint" at all. She said, "If I really starve to death in my room, I can still find a doctor to pretend to have a test, but if I commit suicide, even if They have great abilities, but they can't hide it. Not to mention the ancestors, even the clan leader just found an excuse to embarrass them... Of course, at that time, I was young and not capable enough, so I didn't dare to make a sudden move. I'm so offended. I just want to say that since it is the rule of the clan, this witchcraft can only be practiced after a saint and a hairpin. Now I am only ten years old. Even according to the rules, it will take five years before I can learn it... Rules must not be broken, otherwise if you break them once today, I will break them once tomorrow. If you don’t care about this rule, we will break it together.”

"They know I'm stubborn, not to mention it's better for everyone to take a step back and settle the matter, than to have the fish die and the net is broken."

Ji Wuyan nodded, nodded, and was curious, "Then how did you cancel the Presbyterian Council within two years?"

Mrs. Ji was slightly silent. In fact, after that incident, she had not yet made up her mind to abolish the Presbyterian Council. She was just a delaying tactic.What's more, the Presbyterian Church has existed for so many years and has deep roots in the Ji family with many followers. To disband them by oneself is just nonsense.She is not a fool who acts recklessly out of passion.

The real reason... I have kept it in my heart all these years, but no one has ever said it, not even Grandma Wang knows.

The saintly daughter of the Ji family is supported by the Presbyterian Council, and her status is almost equal to that of the clan leader. Sometimes she is even vaguely superior to the clan leader because of the rumors about her strange powers and deranged gods.She knew all this, but it wasn't until she read the book on witchcraft that she realized that the role of the saint... was nothing more than a sword and a puppet in the hands of the Presbyterian Council, a tool used to deal with the clan leader.

The ultimate target of the witchcraft is the current clan leader - they want to provoke fratricide among their relatives.

Mrs. Ji didn't know if anyone had learned the art of witchcraft and Gu before this, in the hundreds of years of Ji family history, let alone how many clan leaders had been brutally murdered by their clansmen.It's just that such a Presbyterian Church and such a sinister plan, even now, more than half a lifetime later, she finds it difficult to talk about it.

She spoke concisely and concisely, trying her best to cover the bloody storm that almost destroyed the entire Ji family in a few words and understatement, "Later, I joined forces with the patriarch to abolish the Presbyterian Council... The patriarch was in poor health, and he went away not long after. At that time, she was not married and had children, so the position of patriarch was left to me according to her last wish. At that time, I had already decided to go, but I had to take this job. I didn't want to stay in my ancestral home, so I thought about it. I want to give the Ji family, which is stuck in its own way, a good makeover, and that’s exactly what I wanted to leave... You’ve probably heard what happened after that many times, right?”

"Then...where are those elders?" Ji Wuyan pressed the hand warmer, his voice was calm, and his thick eyelashes covered the undercurrent of emotions in his eyes.

The old lady didn't think much about it and just replied smoothly, "I dissolved the Presbyterian Council and sealed up all the secret arts and witchcraft as forbidden arts. But after all, they have the kindness to teach me, not to mention, They treated me very kindly over the years. So I found a secluded place, arranged for someone to take care of me, and gave them care until they were old... In the past, I would look for opportunities to visit every few years. I haven’t been there for a long time in recent years..." I heard that there are not many left alive...

After all, even the saint they brought up has entered the ranks of old age.After leaving, I also lamented for a long time, which only added to the sentimentality.

Although Ji Wuyan had never experienced that kind of mood personally, he could still sympathize with it.There are just some things that, even after careful consideration, I decided to ask in person.She put the hand stove on her legs, dragged the chair to sit close to her, and looked up at her grandmother, "Then, is it possible that someone in the Presbyterian Church left that place and came to Yanjing City? Or, those who cared for them Man, got the secret of witchcraft and brought it here?"

The little girl wouldn't ask that for no reason.

Mrs. Ji suddenly felt excited, "You mean... you have seen that thing here?" She said "that thing" with completely undisguised disgust.

Ji Wuyan grabbed the other person's hand and sighed softly. After hesitating for a long time, he skipped the part where he found traces of Shangguan Yuan's life and said softly, "I saw it in a secret room in the East Palace. I saw it in your place." They are all the same, a jar half as tall as a man, with human pigs, the jar is densely packed with sounds like insects crawling across, and there are huge pits for throwing corpses... and the black cloth covering the jars, And strange charms on black cloth.”

The voice was very soft, like the whisper of a midnight dream echoing in the ears, and even the heartbeat in the chest seemed to be louder.

The old lady's face gradually lost color, giving it a cold white color.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out for the first time. The Ji family's ancestral home was so far away from here that it was too far-fetched to say it was a coincidence.

"If it is true as you said, it must be the Ji family's witchcraft. However, this witchcraft is recorded on a piece of tattered cowhide, passed down from generation to generation by successive elders and saints, and There is no record of the decoction used to feed human pigs. It is only passed down by word of mouth. Apart from me, only people in the Presbyterian Church know about it... If this is true, someone in the Presbyterian Church must have secretly escaped. without being noticed.”

That was one of her few acts of womanly kindness, but she didn't expect that the consequences would extend to Yanjing City many years later.

"We need to find this person...at least, it seems that he is still alive." Mrs. Ji said.

Ji Wuyan nodded silently, but the heart in his chest was beating so hard that his whole body felt painful.

There was a voodoo in the secret room, and the one used by Lin Yi was also a voodoo. It was even very likely that Shangguan Yuan was also infected by the voodoo... If it was finally confirmed that what Shangguan Yuan had been infected with was the voodoo from the Ji family's secret technique... How could grandma endure it?Will she regret her kindness back then?