On May 13th of the 25th year of Taiyuan, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky, with Mars in the heart.
The emperor fainted after a convulsion and woke up after a day. The Grand Master Feng Yi reported to the emperor that the celestial phenomena indicated that there was an extremely evil person beside the emperor and that the disaster was in the harem. He requested to search the palace, and the emperor agreed. After searching the palace for five days, several female corpses were found in the abandoned well. Three human-shaped puppets were found in Concubine Yu's palace and the fifth prince's palace. There were unknown spells on them, which were suspected to be witchcraft.
The emperor was furious and banished Concubine Yu to the cold palace and imprisoned the fifth prince in Guanghe Palace.
On the night of May 20, the lights in Guanghe Palace were dim, and the candlelight in the bedroom of the fifth prince Han Mingxuan had gone out, but he did not go to bed. Instead, he walked out of the room with his clothes on and sat in the courtyard, as if waiting for someone. Not long after, a figure in a black cloak came in from the side door, walked in front of Han Mingxuan and took off his hat. It was Concubine Yu herself.
Concubine Yu was already nearly 40 years old, but her skin was as white as a girl in her early twenties. No wonder the emperor favored her and showed her endless favor. She gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you say it was foolproof?"
Han Mingxuan frowned and said, "I have added a magic trick to the corpse and the puppet. Under normal circumstances, they will never be discovered. Who is the national teacher Feng Yi?"
"Who are you? A sickly person who eats and drinks for free? That's all. You are just a figurehead who relies on Master Qingxuan's recommendation to take this position of Imperial Master but you don't have any real ability. I've seen that your trick is not reliable and I've told you to hide it many times. Now that things have come to this, what should we do? Where are your magical powers?"
"I am now in a human body and cannot use it."
"Then you will escape?! Are you really going to be trapped and die in this Guanghe Palace? Everything depends on the will of His Majesty. It doesn't matter if you are cursed or possessed. As long as His Majesty asks for forgiveness, there will be a chance of recovery."
Han Mingxuan clenched his fists and said, "I don't think it's right."
"You know nothing about what's going on in the palace. We agreed to cooperate, and you have to listen to me when things happen in the palace." Concubine Yu said in a cold voice.
Han Mingxuan confronted her for a moment, pulled out a cup of bone pendant from his collar, and said, "Okay."
"What a wonderful thing this is. Lend it to me and have a look."
A cheerful and cheerful voice rang out, and a huge silver-white magic circle suddenly appeared on the ground of Guanghe Palace. The bone pendant in Han Mingxuan's hand was enveloped by the light emitted from the magic circle. Han Mingxuan subconsciously withdrew his hand as if he had been stabbed. The owner of the voice hooked his finger, and the bone pendant flew into his palm like the wind.
He Jia Fengyi was wearing a white Taoist robe with a golden 28-constellation pattern embroidered on it. He stood in the magic circle with his wooden cane in his right hand. The bell of the cane rang very quickly, as if to summon souls. His pale and slender left hand fingers fiddled with the bone pendant and laughed: "It is indeed a good thing, half human bone and half eagle bone, which contains at least the life-long magic power of three powerful witches. No wonder it is regarded as a sacred object by Danzhi. No wonder you have been causing trouble in the palace for so long, but I didn't even notice your ghost aura. You have covered it up perfectly, Lord of the Ghost Palace."
He threw the bone pendant upwards and pointed his wooden staff at it. The spell was running as the light intersected. The arc-like wind flowed out of the bone pendant strongly, blowing the lanterns of the entire Guanghe Palace to shake desperately. Han Mingxuan stretched out his hand with a fierce look to grab the bone pendant, but he used the bone pendant to seal the ghost spirit, and now he was like an ordinary person. When he was about to touch the bone pendant, the light became brighter, and the moment he closed his eyes and opened them, he saw the bone pendant returned to He Jia Fengyi's hand, and He Jia Fengyi's staff pointed at his heart.
The connection between the bone pendant and the Ghost Palace Master was broken. The ghostly aura on Han Mingxuan's body could no longer be suppressed, and spread out in a gloomy and dense manner.
He Jia Fengyi's hand holding the wooden stick began to turn red from the fingertips, and the red spots quickly spread up his arm, along his neck and to his cheeks.
He smiled and said, "Don't come near me, it's too dirty."
His body has always been overly sensitive to ghost energy. Except for the ghost energy from his ancestors who are related to him by blood, other ghost energy will cause a strong reaction.
Han Mingxuan, whose ghost energy burst out, finally broke free of his mortal body, revealing the ghost body of a ten-year-old child in the green smoke. Countless sharp white bones emerged from his body and stabbed straight at He Jia Fengyi. The powerful ghost energy was like a dark cloud pressing down on him.
The red spots had spread to Hejia Fengyi's forehead. The birch cane drew a complete circle in his hand and rested on the floor tiles. The formation emitted an increasingly dazzling light.
"The Way of Heaven is complete, three and five are complete, and the sun and moon are together.
Coming out of the obscurity, entering the darkness, the qi spreads the teachings, the qi communicates with the gods.
Qi? All the evildoers and thieves will perish.
He who looks at me is blind, and he who hears me is deaf.
Anyone who dares to plot against me will suffer the consequences."
When Hejia Fengyi said the first word, countless lights emerged from the formation, like a hand, wrapping around the Ghost Palace Master and making him unable to move. When he finished the last word and smiled at the Ghost Palace Master in front of him, the ghost opposite had been entangled into a cocoon. The wooden stick in his hand quickly rotated three times and then pointed at the Ghost Palace Master, and the evil ghost immediately crawled on the ground, unable to move.
Hejia Fengyi stretched himself lazily, looked at Concubine Yu who had already collapsed on the ground in fear, and said, "What's wrong with Concubine Yu? Are you satisfied with me, a freeloader and state teacher?"
Concubine Yu's face was pale, and her lips were trembling. He Jia Fengyi walked around the prostrate Ghost Palace Master and came to her, leaning down and smiling, "Concubine Yu, to be honest, Master Qingxuan felt sorry for Daliang's remaining half of the country, and wanted to do his best to protect the safety of the royal family. He begged me three times at my thatched cottage, and I reluctantly left Xingqing Palace and came here."
"Times have changed. People nowadays have actually forgotten the name of the Mars Star Lord." Hejia Fengyi pointed at himself and said, "My last name is Hejia."
Mars is the star of disaster, and is passed down from generation to generation with the bloodline of the Hejia clan. The curse will come true, and the killing will lead to death. No one in the world can stop it, and each generation is the strongest sorcerer in the world.
His pale and frail body supported a wide Taoist robe, which fluttered in the wind like flags. With the red spots on half of his face, he looked more like a ghost than a human. Concubine Yu took a deep breath and said, "You and I... have no hatred... I..."
He Jia Fengyi shook his finger, he leaned on his cane and said: "Your son, the fifth prince Han Mingxuan, had a serious illness two years ago. He was incurable and miraculously recovered. But Han Mingxuan did die two years ago. In order to preserve your glory, you cooperated with the master of the Ghost Palace and let him resurrect and attach himself to Han Mingxuan. He used the Danzhi spirit bone to cover up the ghost aura, and he was no different from an ordinary person. But evil ghosts feed on people after all, you found palace maids for him to eat, and at his suggestion, you bound the soul fire of these young palace maids on the puppets to keep your face young. Am I right, Madam Yufei?"
"I... I am the daughter of the Minister of War? My son? In the future... maybe the crown prince?! The emperor! If you are willing to let her go..."
"Hahaha." He Jia Fengyi couldn't help laughing and said, "Empress Yu was just accusing me of being idle, why is she asking me to be partial and bend the law now? Why don't you listen to my thoughts? I think that Empress Yu and the Fifth Prince conspired to escape from the palace and assassinate the emperor, and then committed suicide in the palace after being discovered. Isn't this a good story?"
Concubine Yu opened her eyes wide, and she pointed at the Lord of the Ghost Palace with trembling hands, crying like a pear blossom in the rain: "He bewitched me! Master Imperial Master! I... I was just bewitched for a moment..."
He Jia Feng Yi tapped the ground with his stick, pushing the struggling Ghost Palace Master back to the ground, and said, "He, he has his own ruler to judge him. Old Ancestor, please come."
As he finished speaking, a figure in red emerged from the formation. The pale, tall female ghost wore a veiled hat, and under the veil was a red glass bead curtain that reached her waist. It swayed and collided with her steps, making a crackling sound. Through the gaps in the bead curtain, one could vaguely see her long black hair, bright facial features, and cold phoenix eyes.
He Simu squatted down, opened the beaded curtain with his hand, looked at the Ghost Palace Master crawling on the ground, and called out his real name: "Song Xingyu."
Without the spirit bones, the protection summoning order took effect immediately. The Ghost Palace Master lowered his head and said bitterly, "I am here..."
"You are truly extraordinary. I have forbidden evil spirits from interfering in the affairs of the mortal world, but you have possessed the prince. Do you still want to fight for the position of crown prince and rule the world in the future?"
Song Xingyu clenched his fists, raised his eyes and glared at He Simu, saying: "Who doesn't want to rule the world? What's the point of being in the ghost realm? If you become the monarch of the human world, not to mention the soul fire, you can control everything of the living in your hands."
He Simu stared into his eyes and chuckled, "What a good idea! Who suggested you do this?"
Song Xingyu's eyes flickered. In the moment he hesitated, He Simu lowered the bead curtain of his hat, stood up, and chuckled, "You have a covenant with him, and the covenant restrains you from revealing his name."
The Ghost King Lamp on her waist ignited a blue flame. At this moment, Song Xingyu finally panicked. He shouted, "I... I know how the former Ghost King died... Don't kill me, I'll tell you!"
The blue flame spread to Song Xingyu's body without stopping. At that moment, he recalled the pain of being skinned alive when he was a human being in the distant past. The pain made him wail heartbreakingly. The girl standing in front of him in the firelight smiled softly and said, "Do you think I really don't know who instigated you? Do you think I really don't know how my father died?"
"You want me to believe that he committed suicide for love, so I just pretended to believe it. My father loved my mother deeply, but he also loved me. He promised to live with me, so he would never leave me in a chaotic and unfamiliar ghostland to die irresponsibly."
Song Xingyu could no longer make any sound. His limbs were reduced to ashes in the flames. Although he felt no pain, his heart was being eaten by ants. He seemed to see his father holding a knife thousands of years ago. In that unfamiliar world, his most trusted father cut him into pieces.
Just now He Simu said that her father loved her.
How could this be? What does the word father mean? What did his father do to him
The last bit of Song Xingyu's regret was burned to ashes.
Thousands of years ago, a village suffered a disaster. The villagers wanted to choose a boy to sacrifice to God in order to quell the disaster. So a father skinned his ten-year-old son as a sacrifice.
A hundred years later, this village suffered an even greater disaster and was razed to the ground by the vengeful child. Thousands of years later, the child who wanted to use everything in the world to fill his hatred and unwillingness finally returned to dust.
He Jia Feng Yi walked to He Simu, looked at the ashes on the ground, and said, "What's wrong, ancestor, do you have pity on him?"
He Simu shook his head.
Since you know the pain of being a human being and being crushed by others because of your weakness, you should not crush those who are even weaker after you become strong.
Although Song Xingyu died before he could understand this.
He Jia Fengyi was silent for a while, then said: "He just said, your father, the ancestor..."
He Simu glanced at him, and He Jia Fengyi realized that this was not his business, so he pretended that he had heard nothing and continued to clean up the mess.