Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Yan Zhengchu had yellow paper prepared in the mansion and used a cinnabar brush to draw two talismans to ward off evil on the spot.

He then said to Zhao Xing, "Keep one of these two yellow talismans on your person and place the other under your pillow. Evil spirits will not dare to approach you."

Although Zhao Xing couldn't understand what was drawn on the paper, he held it in his hands as if it were a treasure.

"Thank you, Daoist Yan."

Yan Zhengchu smiled amiably: "No need to thank me. Your Highness provides the money, and I'll provide the labor. It's a good deal..."

As he spoke, he weighed the two gold ingots in his pocket and walked straight outside.

The people from the Prince's residence exchanged bewildered glances and simply watched him walk out of the main hall.

Ren Fengjue, who hadn't uttered a word the entire time, suddenly followed silently.

"Please wait a moment, Taoist priest."

In front of the Prince's Mansion, Ren Fengjue suddenly shouted.

Yan Zhengchu, who was walking in front, paused and squinted as he looked back.

Then, his expression suddenly hardened, but he said, "This young master looks quite familiar..."

Ren Fengjue took a few steps closer and said directly, "I just heard the Daoist mention Master Tianji of Yunhe Mountain..."

"Is there really such a place in the world?"

He was clearly suppressing his emotions when he asked this question, and his voice trembled slightly.

Yan Zhengchu did not answer immediately, but instead stretched out his fingers and quickly made some calculations.

After a long pause, he revealed an unfathomable expression: "Of course there is, and it even has a deep connection with you, young master..."

Ren Fengjue's chest trembled.

Even though I was in the sunlight, my back felt icy cold.

If such a place truly exists in this world, then everything that happened to him must be true…

Seeing his astonished and bewildered expression, Yan Zhengchu simply nodded slightly to him: "Young Marquis, there is no need to ask any more questions, and I will not say anything more."

"We'll meet again if fate allows."

After saying that, he turned and left, his steps unusually fast.

By the time Ren Fengjue realized what was happening, he had already disappeared from the wide road.

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"Miss Xia, this is it!"

In the bustling market, Tianqing pointed to the flower shop where he had bought flowers the day before.

Xia Ximo glanced at it but didn't find anything unusual.

She asked Wuyou in a low voice, "Is there?"

Wuyou sniffed around, "Nothing there..."

The air was filled with the scent of pollen; there was not a trace of malevolent energy, not even a hint of ghostly aura.

Xia Ximo then asked Tian Qing, "Besides that, where else did you go?"

Although Tianqing was puzzled, he still pointed to the alley next to him and said, "I was a little thirsty after walking around yesterday, so after loading my things onto the carriage, I went to that teahouse over there and had a bowl of tea."

"Let's go take a look."

Tianqing thought she also wanted to drink tea and was about to suggest going somewhere else when Xia Ximo walked towards the teahouse first.

At that moment, several porters were sitting in front of the teahouse, chatting and basking in the sun.

One person pointed to the end of the alley and said, "I heard that a girl died in her room at the Red Sleeve Pavilion this morning..."

"I heard about it too. The madam only found out after she led the guests to their rooms."

"I saw it this morning, quite a few people came to the yamen..."

"Do you know how you died?"

"I don't know... but I heard the death was very suspicious; half of his face was rotten..."

Xia Ximo glanced around but found nothing; however, the porters' conversation caught her attention.

Someone died?

His death was also very suspicious.

Thinking this, I couldn't help but look towards the end of the alley.

The three characters "Hongxiulou" came into view.

"What place is that?"

She asked a question.

Tian Qing, who was standing to the side, followed the gaze and his expression changed. He quickly said, "That... place is not where we're going."

Xia Ximo seemed puzzled: "Why?"

"Because there..."

Before they could figure out how to explain, they both saw a familiar figure appear at the entrance of Hongxiu Tower and walk straight inside.

Tianqing's eyes widened, and he almost blurted out "Young Marquis," but he quickly covered his mouth.

"Miss Xia, let's go!"

Xia Ximo stated directly, "I saw Ren Fengjue go in."

"..."

It's really hard to say.

Tian Qing felt guilty: "Perhaps I saw it wrong..."

"Walk."

Xia Ximo ignored him completely and walked straight into the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

Tianqing looked at her, wanting to stop her, but not knowing how to do so. Hesitantly, he could only bite the bullet and follow behind.

Normally, there would be guards or servants at the gate, and ordinary people could not easily enter.

However, because of the murder that occurred during the day, several groups of people came and went, and everyone in the building was in a state of panic. For a moment, no one noticed that two strange women had entered.

As soon as they stepped across the threshold, Tianqing nervously tugged at Xia Ximo's sleeve and whispered, "Miss, let's not go. It's all smoky and foul-smelling in there. We don't want anything to get into our eyes."

Xia Ximo's gaze sharpened as he swept across the courtyard. In an instant, he saw a malevolent aura permeating the second-floor corridor and replied, "There is indeed something dirty."

Startled, Tianqing quickly covered his eyes and turned his back, saying, "That girl shouldn't look."

Why not watch it?

Xia Ximo not only wanted to "see," but also went up the stairs next to her, only turning back to say, "Don't go in, wait for me outside."

"..."

At the same time, Sister Fu, the manager of Hongxiu Tower, was helped down from the second floor by two maids. Her face was ashen and she looked terrible.

Sister Fu, with one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead, walked with lingering fear. Suddenly, she glanced at Xia Ximo on the opposite staircase out of the corner of her eye and paused for a moment.

"etc."

When she spoke, the maids stopped, somewhat puzzled.

Xia Ximo, however, went up to the second floor alone.

Sister Fu asked doubtfully, "Was that a girl from the building just now?"

The maid shook her head blankly. "Mother, we didn't see clearly, right? Besides the girls in the building, who else could it be?"

Sister Fu rubbed her eyes again, saying that she was just having a hallucination because she was so frightened by what happened that morning.

Following the thick aura of malevolence, Xia Ximo arrived directly in front of a room. The door was half-open, and Wuyou also appeared.

"The smell here is so mixed; it really does seem to carry the scent of that lingering spirit..."

"You need to be careful, something feels strange."

Xia Ximo pushed the door open and entered, but almost bumped into the person inside.

Ren Fengjue quickly helped the person in front of him up, but was surprised: "Miss Xia, what are you doing here?"

"Is it really you?"

Xia Ximo's answer surprised Ren Fengjue as well, "What do you mean... 'It's really me'?"

I saw you walk into the alley...

"..."

Ren Fengjue realized what was happening and explained, "I'm here... to investigate a case!"

"Um."

Xia Ximo responded with a knowing look, which Ren Fengjue found somewhat ambiguous.

He had no choice but to continue explaining: "A girl died here this morning. After the coroner examined the body, he was taken away by the yamen. I came back to check on things because I was thinking about something."

"Sure enough, I've discovered something else."

As he spoke, he opened his palm, revealing a bright pearl in the center, exactly the same as the one King Yu had given to the princess the day before.