Chapter 173
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Once Hui Mo entered, he couldn't help but shudder. His entire body felt cold. "This … this place feels so eerie."
Seeing him shrink his shoulders and tighten his grip on the reins, Ning Shu couldn't help but laugh. "Haven't you dealt with hundreds of corpses and cut open many of them with your own hands? Why are you still scared? "
"It's different." Hui Mo couldn't explain it himself. He just scratched his head and said, "I keep feeling that there's a lot of resentment here. It's like someone is crying beside my ear."
To be honest, Ning Shu also felt that the imperial mausoleum was too shabby compared to the imperial mausoleum that was five li away. However, she didn't want to say it out loud to increase Hui Mo's fear.
It could only be said that compared to the countless palace maids who died unjustly in the palace, this place was much better. At least they had a place to rest after death.
Ning Shu said, "The death of a person is like the extinguishing of a lamp. All gratitude and enmity are gone. Resentment and grief are mostly the conjectures and experiences of us living people. Don't think too much and start working."
"En." Hui Mo nodded. He jumped off the horse and took off his tool bag. "I'm going to work!"
Madam Wen. Just like her appearance that the Emperor despised for being too plain, her name was also ordinary. Wen Yizhi. Her family background was even worse. She was just a sixth or seventh rank general. The greatest contribution her father had made was probably 38 years ago when Zhao Wenzhong of Jingzhou plotted a rebellion. At that time, as the fourth prince, Jin Sheng was ordered by the late emperor to quell the rebellion. He was almost surrounded by a series of plots. The late Old Prince Yu led an army to save Jin Sheng. However, he was separated from Old Princess Yu in the chaos. Wen Yizhi's father found the missing Old Princess Yu by chance and escorted her back to the city.
Old Prince Yu was very grateful and was promoted from a seventh rank general to a sixth rank general. However, before his bright future could continue for long, an infection caused him to die. Only his widowed wife and young daughter were left to suffer in the world.
This branch of the Wen Family had no children, so it could be said that the family line was cut off. Each and every one of the clan members stared at this pair of weak mother and daughter like hungry wolves, wanting to seize this branch's property. Madam Wen's mother was angered to death. A few years later, Madam Wen was sent to the palace to serve the royal family, "accumulating virtue and enjoying a good life."
This was also one of the reasons why Old Princess Consort Yu chose to raise the Thirteenth Princess after Old Prince Yu passed away a few years ago. It could be said that she was repaying the kindness of the past.
Ning Shu helped Huimo to light up a few candles around the coffin. The two of them put on silk gloves and covered their faces with a handkerchief soaked in vinegar and garlic paste. They started to dig into the ground to open the coffin.
In this aspect, Hui Mo was experienced and his speed was very fast. Ning Shu had always been calm in front of charred corpses and rotting corpses. After half an hour, they dug out a large pile of soil, revealing a complete cypress coffin.
"This talented lady, this little one came to disturb you because of your grievance. Please don't blame me. I have offended you." Hui Mo put his hands together and muttered a few words. He bowed again and changed to another set of tools to prepare the coffin.
When he was about to insert the dagger into the crack, his wrist was suddenly held down by Ning Shu.
"Wait! This coffin has been opened before. "Under the moonlight, Ning Shu's eyes were very sharp.
"Ah?" Hui Mo was stunned for a moment and hurriedly took a lamp from the side to take a closer look. He suddenly exclaimed, "It's true!"
He hastily jumped into the pit and walked around the coffin with the lamp in his hand. He said, "These nails have traces of being opened and then nailed back in place. The top and bottom of the coffin also have some wear and tear. For example, there are two small pieces of tung oil paint here! My god, people have died so miserably. Who is so wicked to dig up people's graves? "
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