"No, I'll be right back." After Nan Li said that, he whispered a few words into Ye Siheng's ear, then took out a teleportation talisman and disappeared without a trace in the court hall in full view of everyone.

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Mr. Cao Ge couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Those poor sects also made sounds of surprise.

Ye Siheng remembered what Nan Li said, turned around and told Qing Feng to do it.

It was just a cup of tea before and after, and no one even said a few words. When the wind blew in the courtroom, two figures suddenly appeared.

Master Ling Zhen was wearing a simple robe. It was the first time someone took him with him to use a teleportation talisman. When he landed on the ground, he was a little unsteady.

Nan Li grabbed his arm with considerable strength and held him firmly: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little dizzy." Master Lingzhen calmed down and looked around. Seeing that he had really arrived at Dali Temple in Kyoto, he couldn't help but be surprised and sighed, "This teleportation talisman is indeed magical and convenient. I wonder if the princess can

I still have some in stock, let me sell you one."

"We can discuss this later. If I agree to Master now, it will make people think that I am bribing Master." Nan Li said.

Master Ling Zhen already knew the purpose of coming here. He straightened his face and said: "A teleportation talisman is not enough to make me lie."

Mr. Cao Ge came forward at this moment, put his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute: "Master Lingzhen."

When the late emperor passed away, Master Ling Zhen came to the palace to chant sutras, and Mr. Cao Ge was fortunate enough to meet Master Ling Zhen once.

As a master, he is trustworthy.

Master Ling Zhen glanced at him, frowned slightly, and said: "The princess has already explained the situation to me. Please rest assured, I will try my best to help, find out the truth, and give your student justice."

"Thank you, Master." Mr. Cao Ge thanked him.

Master Ling Zhen turned around and urged: "Where is the corpse."

If Sun Yaozu was really killed by heretics, an autopsy must be done as soon as possible, otherwise the traces will disappear soon.

Qin Zheng immediately asked people to carry the body up.

The white cloth is lifted.

The body had been dissected and sutured, and there was a long scar on the belly.

When everyone saw it, their hearts trembled and they felt sick.

Cao Ge Lao saw that his student not only lost his life, but also had to be dissected and examined. He couldn't help but feel sad and his eyes were wet.

He swore that if Chu Huan was really the murderer, he would not be merciful!

Master Lingzhen observed the corpse.

Nan Li wanted to avoid suspicion, so he stepped aside.

Yesi Heng was a little confused: "I didn't see anything."

He thought that Sun Yaozu was injured by someone else first, but Chu Huan just happened to be unlucky.

Moreover, Ah Li had never seen Sun Yaozu’s body at first, so how could she be sure?

"You just can't tell. This spell is so subtle and mysterious." Nan Li didn't turn around, just stared at Sun Yaozu's body.

Ye Siheng became even more confused. How did she know that the spell was cast?

At this moment, Master Ling Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and pressed the hand strung with Buddhist beads on the corpse.

A wisp of light black mist floated out immediately!

If everyone hadn't been watching intently, they wouldn't have noticed it at all.

However, the wisp of black mist was still aggressive after leaving the body, and it immediately flew towards Mr. Cao Ge.

Master Ling Zhen's face darkened, he held the Buddha's seal, and the beads flew out, and then the black mist was tightly trapped.

The black mist couldn't escape, it was running rampant, its power gradually weakened, and it was about to dissipate.

Everyone could see clearly and whispered to each other.

Mr. Cao Ge was also shocked: "What is this?"

He just felt the breath of death.

Master Ling Zhen's eyes were heavy: "It's a death curse for dead souls. If it's planted on a living person, it can kill them easily."

Chu Huan reacted immediately: "In other words, it was not me who killed the person, but Sun Yaozu who was cursed?"

"That's what I mean." Master Ling Zhen nodded.

Chu Huan breathed a sigh of relief and cried with joy.

It's great that there's no blood on his hands.

Someone from the Han family sect questioned: "Curse? I have never heard of such a murder method! Mr. Cao, we are not familiar with any Taoist spells. Don't let others use blindfolds to deceive you!"

After all, this eminent monk was invited back by the Ninth Princess.

Mr. Cao Ge also fell into deep thought for a while, unable to make up his mind.

Nan Li said: "It's normal for you not to believe that Sun Yaozu died in such a way. However, there must be a cause and an effect. Whoever planted the death curse will have this black mist return to him in the end. When the time comes, it will be able to

Prove it all.”

She nodded.

Master Ling Zhen hummed and raised his hand to remove the confining spell.

The black mist is drifting.

Everyone is staring.

But suddenly, Nan Li appeared in front of the young official and held his hand tightly.

She smiled brightly, with a hint of coldness and oppression: "Don't throw it away."

The junior official's face turned pale.

Because what he was holding in his hand was a torn talisman seal.

He wanted to struggle and pull his hand back, but Nan Li seemed to be so powerful that she almost crushed his hand bones.

He was so painful that beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his face was distorted, "Quick... let me go!"

A restraining charm was attached to the young official's body, and he could not move. He could only watch Nan Li take it away from his hand.

He was shocked and anxious, and hurriedly explained: "This is just my amulet!"

"Amulet?" Nan Li opened it and took a look, "This amulet can attract the souls of the dead. Once it is torn, it will trigger the death curse on the living person, killing the person immediately."

Master Ling Zhen came over and took a look, "Well, that's true."

"Your death curse is exquisite. It is indeed easy to plant it on a living person and will not be easily detected. The difficult thing is how to accurately control Sun Yaozu who happened to die at the hands of my third brother." Nan Li said with sonorous words, "So

, the person who can trigger the death curse must also be present."

"Stop slandering me! Mr. Cao, I didn't! They want me to take the blame for Chu San!" the junior official shouted hurriedly.

"Then why do you rush to throw away this talisman? This black mist can't come back to you at all. I just deceived you." Nan Li turned to Mr. Cao Ge again and said, "Master Cao doesn't believe me and Ling Zhen."

Master, please invite other Taoist priests to come, and they will know the function of this evil talisman at a glance."

When she came to Dali Temple and heard that Sun Yaozu's heart burst and died, she guessed that he might have been plotted by some heretic.

She trusted Third Brother 100%, so when the little official said that Third Brother had punched him twice, she became suspicious of him.

However, I wanted to avoid suspicion, so I asked Master Ling Zhen to come and let him test and tell the truth.

Lord Cao took a deep look at the little official and asked his attendants to make arrangements.

The little official's face turned pale and white at this time. He was so panicked when he cast the curse to kill people that he forgot to throw away the charm.

Now when Nan Li mentioned it, he remembered that he was still carrying this evil talisman, so he wanted to deal with it secretly.
Chapter completed!