All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chapter 154 Defrauding the corpse and returning to the soul, proving his innocence Su Jiuye
Inside and outside the mourning hall, there was an instant of silence.

Everyone saw that Su Xian drew a circle with the mahogany sword on the ground, and placed it in front of his eyebrows.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his solemn face carried a frank and upright air.

There are words in the mouth: "The sky and the earth are clear and bright, and there is no heart at all; the emptiness and dust are silent, and the simplicity returns to one. The separation and reunion suddenly disperse, and the relationship returns to the lamp; I am like Bodhi, and I return to the emptiness..." 1
With the sound of him reciting the incantation, Shen Lingxi held the whisk in his hand, and walked around the coffin seriously.

After she circled around and stopped, she said to the coffin in a light voice, "Old ancestor, his soul has returned."

As the words fell, everyone saw that Shen Lingxi stretched out her hand toward the coffin, and the sleeves of her blue robe were lifted slightly, revealing her snow-colored wrists.

This battle is like really trying to help the ancestors up.

Everyone held their breath unconsciously.

The Su family also felt their scalps tighten.

Not only them, but even the ghosts of Mother Xie and Yang Shuangwen in the hall were very puzzled by Shen Lingxi's actions.

Obviously, the soul of the ancestor was standing next to Shen Lingxi.

They didn't understand what lies she was going to tell about her ancestor's corpse.

The old ancestor colluded with Shen Lingxi in advance, so he naturally knew Shen Lingxi's ability. He glanced at them and urged Shen Lingxi with a smile, "Okay, girl, don't be tricky, let's start quickly. Look at those few, the faces I'm getting impatient."

Shen Lingxi's eyes swept over the faces of the Su family, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she moved her fingertips.

Although it is only a tiny movement——
Everyone was shocked to find that an old hand stretched out from the coffin and rested on Shen Lingxi's snow-colored wrist.

The ancestor's corpse sat up from the coffin!
"Ah... a corpse!"

Someone in the crowd screamed in a low voice.

"Go, what is a fake corpse? It's soul-returning, do you understand? The emperor's imperial pen hand-picked Taoist Master Miaoling to perform the soul-returning technique for the emperor to pass through the yin and yang realms. Can that still be called a fake corpse?"

"Yes, what brother said is true."

The people surrounding the mourning hall, although they stepped back half a step in unison, they did not forget to whisper and praise the current Holy Majesty in their panic.

And the closest to the coffin, those filial sons and grandsons of the Su family who were kneeling on the straw mats also knelt up straight in an instant, with shock in their eyes.

On the side of the female relatives——
Mrs. Zeng was still calm.

After all, Xie Wanyan had a ghost in her heart, only seeing her ancestor's hand, she was already frightened and grabbed Su Chengming's filial piety clothes tightly, and hid behind his back.

Only Grandma Zheng, although her body is still weak, her eyes are very clear.

Mother Xie in the corner had no idea that Shen Lingxi had such abilities, and she looked very apprehensive.

She was secretly rejoicing in her heart that her granddaughter obeyed Mrs. Zeng's words, lied that she was ill, and hid in the small courtyard and did not come.

Otherwise, if you see this scene, you will be frightened, and if you are frightened, you will have nothing.

However, the next moment——
Mother Xie suddenly saw that the embroiderer was leading two strong servants from the mansion, and quietly carried Lianqiao in from the side door of the mourning hall on a soft stool.

Not only that, but beside them was an imperial doctor in official uniform and carrying a medicine box.

Looking at the battle, I'm afraid that as long as Lianqiao is still breathing, the imperial physician will be able to wake her up.

Mother Xie's soul trembled with the ups and downs of her mood, and she faintly had a bad premonition.

Yang Wushuang, who was on the side, had always had a gloomy gaze, but when he saw Shen Lingxi's hidden ability, it suddenly lit up.

He couldn't help but drifted closer to Shen Lingxi.

Just when everyone had their own ghosts in their hearts——
The ancestor's corpse, already supported by Shen Lingxi, came out of the coffin and strode to the center of the mourning hall, where he was still in front of Su Xian who closed his eyes and muttered.

That stiff yet vigorous pace caught everyone in awe.

It turned out to be a fraudulent corpse, ah no, that's how it is to return to the soul! ?
Everyone felt horrified, but for some reason, they felt very much looking forward to it.

Su Xian finally sensed something was wrong, and opened his eyes suspiciously.

When he saw the corpse of his ancestor standing in front of him——
The mahogany sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and subconsciously knelt down on his knees.

Su Xian's gaze swept back and forth between his old mother's body and Shen Lingxi's face.

Looking at Shen Lingxi, his eyes were full of shock, respect and admiration.

The fairy elder's spell is really so exquisite!

The next moment, when he looked at his old mother's body with corpse spots, he showed an expression of remorse and reminiscence.

"Old ancestor, hurry up, hurry up! Beat this rebellious, unfilial, mother-killing, greedy son!"

"Su Xian killed his mother, a heinous crime!"

In the crowd, someone yelled.

Like a stone thrown into a lake, ripples appeared in the crowd, and some people started to echo: "Yes, hit him! Hit him! Old ancestor, you finally came back to life, don't waste the opportunity!"

"This kind of disobedient and unfilial animal should be beaten!"

"Yes, I have never seen a dead body hit someone in most of my life, old ancestor, you must take revenge for yourself!"

Wu Anbo on the side, seeing his mother's "resurrection", was already shaking with excitement, and two lines of hot tears rolled down from his eyes, "Mother..."

His voice was hoarse and suppressed by mood swings.

I was planning to go to my ancestors——
But Mrs. Zeng, who was behind her, grabbed her sleeves tightly and tried to stop her, "Uncle, no, the ancestor must have settled with the ninth brother. If you come up now, wouldn't you be beaten along with him?"

Wu Anbo flicked his sleeve, "What are you talking about! This is my own mother, as long as she can survive, I would rather be beaten by her every day."

As she said that, regardless of being unable to support her body due to emotional agitation, she knelt up in front of the ancestor, hugged his legs and feet, and cried bitterly, "Aniang, the child is not filial, and I can't serve you in front of you. You suffered a brutal death, the child is unfilial..."

The old ancestor lowered his head, looked at him with cold eyes, and said stiffly, "Go away, I will settle the score with you later."

Wu Anbo choked from crying, he didn't know why his mother, who was always kind and kind, would be so cruel to him after returning to her soul.

Although he was a general who had been stationed at the border for many years, he was most afraid of his mother getting angry, so he quickly let go of his arms, obediently responded, and immediately stepped aside without daring to neglect.

As for Su Xian, who was kneeling in front of his ancestor, he was shocked when he saw his elder brother being scolded and knelt aside.

When he raised his head again, he saw the old ancestor's cloudy eyes that had lost his light a long time ago, but now seemed to have sullen eyes.

Su Xian: "Auntie..."

The old ancestor raised his hand stiffly, and slapped Su Xian on the head: "Mother, mother, tell me, did you kill me!"

"My son doesn't dare." Su Xian kowtowed heavily, his voice mournful, "Heaven and earth can learn from it. My son will never dare to commit such vile things as murdering his mother. Everything is framed by someone. Please let my mother learn from you."

"You...you are talking nonsense!" At this moment, a female voice with a little confidence came from the side of the coffin.

Everyone looked around, and saw the second grandmother Xie Wanyan, who was wearing a filial piety dress, was supported by the second master Su Chengming, and moved two steps in the direction of Su Xian.

Xie Wanyan's face was pale, her legs were weak from fright, and she was about to faint. Everyone could see that her body was supported by her husband, Su Chengming.

She sternly testified again in public: "You had an affair with Lianqiao, and asked Mother Xie to take the public silver to put the tiger skin money... I saw with my own eyes that you pushed the ancestor down the cliff, and Lianqiao was pregnant with a child, which is the ironclad proof. I can't stand your sophistry!"

With a "snap", the old ancestor slapped Su Xian on the head again, "You bastard, how dare you have sex with the maidservant in my room? Even my niece and niece can't stand it. Come to testify against you. What can I say!"

This time, Su Xian bowed his body and did not raise his head.

Just when everyone felt that he was at the end of his rope, and he had no choice but to plead guilty——
An extremely tense voice squeezed out of his throat, "Son...has already been injured...son, son and grandson root, and can't have intercourse at all, how can I make Lianqiao pregnant!"

　Chu Yan: It's not impossible to prove it, it depends on whether you are willing or not.

　　Su Xian: What is a good way?I sure would.

　　Pure Jun: %&の#%#
　　It's really difficult for the ninth master, the closed disciple of Ming Zhenzi, the No.80 eighth-generation head teacher of the Qing Palace on Mount Taiyi.

　　He was cursing in his heart, and he went out and said in public that he couldn't do it.

　　1. Requiem spell

　　
　
(End of this chapter)