Fang Yizheng, the prefect of Liaocheng, died suddenly at home a few days ago.

Afterwards, several senior officials passed away with the same disease, and this incident naturally attracted the attention of the court.

The prefect of one side actually died silently by someone, which sounds too terrifying.

Most of the people who govern the local area are civil servants, and all regions will be equipped with corresponding military forces to facilitate jurisdiction.

Liaocheng is far away from the border, and there are not many local troops stationed.

But the problem is that just last month, the emperor just issued an order to recruit soldiers in Liaocheng.

The prefect Fang Yizheng is the tallest and tallest person in Liaocheng, so he naturally has to ask about this matter.

"There are several officials responsible for recruiting soldiers who died suddenly, and it is hard to be unsurprising."

Feng Wuye understood.

The prefect of Yicheng should have died of murder.

So far, the dead senior officials have all had some connection with recruiting soldiers, so the emperor sent the fourth prince to Liaocheng.

Are you worried that someone will make trouble here?

"Where is the corpse?"

Feng Wuyao will always go straight to the point like this.

Qin Zicheng sighed, "The body of only one soldier is still in the spirit shed, and the others are all buried."

"Ask such a big thing, the prefect's death has not been found out, so how dare you be buried?"

Song Lun shook his head, "At the beginning, he was the only one who died suddenly. Who would have thought that this was a murder? He thought he had an emergency and disappeared without time to rescue him. Therefore, he was buried normally."

This makes sense.

"What about now? If the coffin is opened and the autopsy is subject to difficulty?"

The most important thing is the dissatisfaction of the family.

Qin Zicheng shook his head, "There is no difficulty. Even if there is, I will disappear when I come."

Feng Wuyao's mouth twitched, and he was so awesome and convinced.

Even the emperor's own son has come, who dares to be careless if he has long lives?

After a moment of silence, "These two things seem to be related."

Qin Zicheng also agreed, "The reason why I went to that small village was because the recruitment of soldiers in that village had not been going well, and some people even wrote a detailed report to the prefect's mansion."

How big a matter has happened to the recruitment of a small village that alarmed the highest local commander?

Since this is already true, Feng Wuye is not in a hurry.

"I don't understand the case investigation, I want to go to that cemetery again."

Qin Zicheng frowned, "The evil spirit there is too heavy."

"I had broken their formation last time, so there should be nothing serious now. I was thinking that the real person Qingfeng and his master should have left some clues there, so I want to go and take a look."

The evil spirit that had fought in the cemetery before was exactly the same as the evil spirit on the beads found in the cave before.

Therefore, Feng Wuye is sure that the evil gathering formation must be related to Qingfeng Zhenren.

"Take a few more people. After all, it is the cemetery of the villagers. The last time there was such a big noise, I'm afraid that there will be some trouble when I go there this time."

Feng Wuye was speechless for a moment.

Well, she just remembered now that the last time she took action seemed to be heavier, and it seemed... that she had blasted the cemetery?

She didn't know whether the coffin board was exposed, but she was sure that many of the tombs were flattened by her.

I guess the undead people there are cursing and repairing graves.

So, it may not be suitable to go there now.

"Well, let's do it. I'll take someone to another path. Try to get around that area and then go into the deep mountains to check it out."

Qin Zicheng knew that he couldn't persuade him, and he also needed to know what kind of secret was hidden there.

"Bring the buns."
Chapter completed!