Her Celestial Masters and Handsome Men League

Chapter 287: Case closed

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Therefore, in order to maintain the reputation of the Huang family over the past fifty years, this haunted mission has been passed down secretly within the Huang family.

If Huang Zong was dying, he would pass this secret mission to Huang Jiao.

Filial piety is the most important of all virtues, so descendants will never question or disobey the tasks passed down by their ancestors.

In fact, as long as they bought back the Huang family's old house, all these problems would be solved. Unfortunately, they didn't have that much money to buy back the old house.

The Lu family sold the house because the old house could be sold for a large sum of money.

Moreover, at that time, Mrs. Lu was still full of hatred and anger. It was not enough to torture and kill Lu Xuan, she also threw Huang Ye's body into the well and ordered her trusted servants to pour all the sewage in the mansion into the well every day. It can be seen that she hated Huang Ye.

How could Mrs. Lu want to live in this house filled with hatred and disgust

Houses in the capital city always fetch high prices, especially since it was Huang Ye's house. In addition to wanting to sell it for peace and quiet, Lu's main reason was that she was already a widow and had no source of income. Her three children were still young, so how could she, a woman, support the whole family

After selling the house, Lu received a large sum of money, which was enough to raise her three children. But soon, she remembered that the body was still in the house, and she was worried about being discovered. So, she came up with this idea of haunting the house.

Most people in the Qian Dynasty were superstitious, so the method of summoning ghosts was very effective.

How could she have imagined that fifty years later, there would appear a strange person named Yi Jixuan who was not afraid of ghosts and particularly liked to buy graves.

And this weirdo happened to be a relative of the Left Prime Minister Fu Kun, and he met Fu Mingrui, a Beijing detective who loved solving mysteries.

A murder case was finally solved fifty years later. Heaven's net is vast and nothing can escape it. It really fits Lian Youyou's words: The wicked live for a thousand years, not because God is blind, but because there are still unjust cases waiting for him to solve.

Huang Zong's hands were shaking as he held Lu's confession. His face was getting paler and his lips were turning blue. This confession made his mind go completely blank. Every word on it completely shattered the reputation of Huangshan Taoist that they had been trying to maintain for fifty years.

Fu Mingrui stared at Huang Zong quietly for a moment, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Mr. Huang Zong, I am concerned that your Huang family has many members and needs to make a living, so I did not disclose all of Lu's confession..."

Huang Zong opened his tearful eyes, slowly came back to his senses, and bowed in pain: "Thank you for your grace, sir... I will remember it in my heart..."

Fu Mingrui nodded and said solemnly: "You, the Huang family, cannot always rely on Taoist Huangshan's paintings for a living. You also need to work hard on your own."

"Sir... the lesson is..." Huang Zong's hands fell limply, and Lu's confession was scattered all over the floor. He looked haggard, but he didn't expect that the truth was far uglier than he had imagined.

"Take Lu back and bury her properly..." Fu Mingrui sighed as he looked at the other two skeletons, "Also, these two skeletons..."

"Sir..." Huang Zong interrupted Fu Mingrui with sobs, "Since you already know the truth, the ancestor will never be buried with grandfather. Although the ancestor... committed a heinous crime, she has protected the reputation of our Huang family for the past fifty years and raised our Huang family generation after generation. Without the ancestor, there would be no descendants of our Huang family..." Huang Zong pointed to the Huang family members outside the yard.

Hearing his words, the Huang family also shed tears and nodded. They were grateful and loved their ancestors. They could not blame Lu for what she did back then, because they were the benefactors of Lu for fifty years.

"But, the ancestor is guilty. The son pays for the father's debt, and we are willing to pay for her sin. We will bury Uncle Lu Xuan with honor, enshrine his tablet in our ancestral hall, and burn paper for him every year to atone for the ancestor's sins..." Huang Zong finished speaking, and led all the Huang family members to kowtow deeply in front of Lu Xuan's bones...

All those who watched the Huang family kowtow had emotions in their eyes and lamented in their hearts. Three lives were lost in one case, and the grudges from fifty years ago were settled fifty years later. It can be said that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. It is not that there is no retribution, but that the time has not come yet.

The Huang family took away Lu's body and Lu Xuan's bones. In the empty hall, only Huang Ye's body was left lying on the ground, with no one to bury him.

Unclaimed remains will be buried in a mass grave in the northern suburbs.

When Zhao Cheng and the others were preparing to pack up, Fu Mingsu came over and looked at Huang Ye's skeleton: "He is a painter after all, he can be sold for a good price."

Zhao Cheng and the others who were collecting the bones were shocked.

Fu Mingrui's face was also a little tense, and he clenched his fist and coughed: "Ahem." He looked at Zhao Cheng and the others. Zhao Cheng understood and took the yamen runners to pack up and leave. It would be better for them not to see this kind of "secret" thing.

Fu Mingrui looked at Fu Mingsu seriously: "Brother, are you really going to..." He glanced at the bones on the ground, somewhat incredulous.

Fu Mingsu smiled slightly, picked up the seal of Taoist Huangshan that the Huang family did not take away and threw it away: "With this seal, it can be sold for a good price. In the black market, collectors are all kinds of strange, you and I can't understand."

Fu Mingrui frowned, he knew that his brother's people were all kinds of people, and most of them had interests in their Fu family and worked for his elder brother.

"Fu Mingsui, you are so weird. You even want bones." Yun Yao looked at Fu Mingsui with disdain, then looked at Fu Mingrui, "It's done. I'm leaving." As she said that, she began to put away the blood-stained "Aomei Tu".

When Fu Minghui heard Yun Yao was leaving, he immediately stood up.

"Miss Yunyao." Fu Mingrui was puzzled when he saw Yunyao put away his evidence. Moreover, Wang Yi's case was not yet concluded, so he asked, "What about Wang Yi's case?"

Yun Yao looked around and saw no one else. She pointed at the painting and said mysteriously, "Wang Yi died in there. The reason why the painting was so gorgeous was because it was dyed with human blood and spirit." Thinking back to everything in the painting, Yun Yao felt sick. Yun Yao pouted unbearably and picked up the scroll. "So this painting is evil. We still have to keep it in our Nine Gates. Otherwise, after a long time, the evil spirit inside will revive and continue to harm people." Yun Yao quickly rolled up the scroll. This was what Lian Youyou told her.

Fu Mingrui, Fu Mingsuo and Yi Jixuan were stunned, but did not seem too surprised.

They had seen the painting before. It was such a gorgeous painting, but now it suddenly became like this. No one would believe it unless they said it was a trick. Moreover, Lu's confession also mentioned the strangeness of the painting, which was why she hurriedly sold the painting.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Minghui, the only one who had not seen "Aomei Tu", looked confused.

Fu Mingsui patted his shoulder and said, "I'll tell you when I get back."

As soon as Fu Mingsui finished speaking, Yun Yao turned around and said, "I'm leaving." Yun Yao left in a cool and hasty manner.

Fu Minghui saw Yun Yao was about to leave and hurriedly chased after her. (To be continued)