I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

"In the memory of the Patriarch of the Li family, he loved his wife very much."

"But his wife has been going crazy since her first child died at the age of 100, under the scheme of the demons."

"I often imagine some strange things, such as she is a concubine from Qinlou and Chuguan, and the mistress before, and the children of the concubine disappeared on the day of her 100th birthday."

"For example, the furnace that turned her completely evil was created by the demons on purpose."

Jiang Chu felt depressed when he heard this, thinking it was a story about an unfaithful man and a pitiful woman.

But I never thought that it was all the debt of the demon clan.

A carefully planned tragedy.

"What about the old butler? Was his memory also tampered with?" Jiang Chu remembered that the old butler stood on the side of Mrs. Li.

Si Ling glanced at him and said, "If he was really a normal person, he would have gone crazy after watching his wife turn into a ghost in front of him countless times."

Jiang Chu nodded: "That's right."

"What's more, people can lie and the memory in their brains can be wrong, but the memory of the soul cannot."

The soul-sacrificing flag behind Si Ling jumped twice, as if trying to seek credit.

Jiang Chu glanced at the Soul Sacrifice Banner, although he didn't understand how Si Ling subdued and suppressed this evil weapon.

"This is a new soul-sacrificing flag. It hasn't lost its consciousness, nor has it condensed a new demon soul. You don't have to worry about me going berserk." Si Ling seemed to be comforting him.

As they were talking, they came to the mourning hall again.

It was sunset at this moment, and the blood-red half of the sun was gradually setting.

The golden light shone on the thin woman, and an old butler stood beside her.

Kneeling on the ground was still the paper child.

"By the way, Si Ling, what's the matter with this paper child?" Jiang Chu asked in a low voice.

Si Ling was somewhat helpless: "The Patriarch of the Li family was afraid that his wife would be too sad, so he used magic to turn paper into a human."

Jiang Chu sighed endlessly.

Under the golden light, the coffin did not seem so scary anymore.

The Li family mansion now no longer has that eerie feeling.

It has a touch of the elegance and warmth of Hui-style architecture.

Si Ling lowered his eyes slightly, and the golden color coated his figure with a layer of golden light.

The soul-sacrificing flag was spinning above Madam Li's head, and wisps of black air began to gradually dissipate from her body.

Her eyes gradually changed from dull to somewhat clear.

Wait until she wakes up completely.

Everything in front of her made her a little dazed.

She looked down at the burning paper, then raised her head and looked at the dark coffin.

Puzzled, he asked the butler beside him, "Uncle, whose funeral is this in our house?"

The old butler holding the white lantern also had a look of confusion in his eyes.

The voice like a dead branch was full of doubt: "Madam, I am also a little confused."

Madam Li raised her head and looked at the two people standing in front of her, one tall and one short, both with extraordinary bearing and equally stunning appearance.

He tilted his head and slowly stood up.

"Who are you, you two? Can you tell me what happened?"

A look of pity flashed across Jiang Chu's eyes.

Si Ling glanced at the sky.

The last cup of tea for Qingming, but the time has come.

Forget about it.

Save yourself the trouble of darkening it again.

It is better to end up in a human body than in the body of a demon.

Si Ling's eyes remained the same, and the soul-sacrificing flags fluttered.

The old housekeeper and Madam Li were both put into the soul-sacrificing banner.

Only two cold bodies were left, lying quietly on the ground.

"Farewell to Immortal Li, Madam Li, and all the immortal souls and wronged souls." Si Ling bowed.

Jiang Chu also slowly bent down.

The Li family tragedy has been completely resolved.

He was deceived by the devil's scheme, bewitched by the grief of losing his son, and had no defenses because of his deep love for his wife.

This is an evil consequence, this is an injustice.

The demons should bear all the responsibility.

"What a pity! The head of the Li family was a proud man who refused to associate with the devil, but he was eventually harmed by the devil."

"With all these bloody incidents, how can we possibly reconcile with the demons?"

"Why should we forgive them for the hatred that has lasted for generations?"

The last rays of sunset fell.

Jiang Chu felt sad.

"Go, Puppet Tree. Purify this place and let the dead rest in peace."

The puppet tree slowly grew larger, with pure light of light gold, light green, and white, as the tree grew to several dozen meters high.

It enveloped the Li family.

Like a giant hand, it slowly soothes the wronged souls and resentments here.

Everything gradually calmed down.

Because he and Xuan Hao took on the mission together and came here.

So Jiang Chu didn't delay at all.

He hurriedly dialed the jade slip for his master.

Almost within a second, a sharp-edged face appeared on the other end, with tension and worry still in the eyes.

"Jiang Chu, is everything going well?" Master Xing Lan's voice came through the jade slip.

Jiang Chu nodded but couldn't smile: "Master, about the Li family and Senior Brother Xuanhao..."

Jiang Chu explained everything, and more elders and masters gathered on Master Xinglan's side to watch.

The more they listened, the more their brows furrowed.

In the end, they all had gloomy faces and seemed very angry.

"Jiang Chu, Lin Wan'er from Biluo Yaochi has already led her people to the Li family's residence. Just let them finish it up."

"You should have a good rest first." Master Xinglan looked at Jiang Chu with loving eyes.

Jiang Chu's eyes also softened.

"Master, can I ask where our senior brother has gone?" Jiang Chu was still a little worried about his senior brother.

Xing Lan's eyes flashed with gentleness: "Your senior brother is fine, don't worry."

Jiang Chu nodded.

They will no longer stay in the Li family's house.

After Si Ling set a seal on the Li family’s house.

Walk towards the market with Jiang Chu.

Unlike the misery of the Li family, the streets were decorated with lights and bustling with people coming and going.

They came to a restaurant where they could stay.

The inn owner saw the two men's attire and the swords on their backs, and came forward to greet them: "Two heroes, would you like to stay overnight?"

"Stay in the hotel, both of you." Si Ling took out money from his mustard bag.

Jiang Chu held his hand and said, "Brother, let me do it!" He also showed an expression that said, "I have a lot of money."

Jiang Chu took out a gold ingot from his mustard bag and placed it on the shop table.

I glanced at the sign behind the store.

"Two top-class rooms, prepare some good wine and food and send them up."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he saw the gold ingots, and then he said with embarrassment: "Sir, it's too late to go to the bank to get the silver bills to give you the change. Don't you have a little silver?"

Si Ling held his hand, took out some silver from his mustard bag and handed it to him.

"Ah, sir, ten taels of silver is only enough for one emperor's room and a good meal, but I can change the hot water for the two sirs twice."

Jiang Chu was just about to say, don’t look for it.

Si Ling has already agreed: "One room will be enough, have someone bring it up."

The waiter led the way, and Jiang Chu followed Si Ling to the third floor.

"Click, click, click--" The wooden stairs made a clacking sound when people stepped on them.

"My two guests, we have arrived at our rooms. Would you like to clean up first or have your meal first?" The waiter looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.