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Yi Guifan's face turned slightly pale: "Grandpa Qi, that's not what you just said!"

The Seventh Master said righteously, "That's because I didn't think through the pros and cons of this. Now that I've figured it out, I'll naturally agree. Otherwise, if Yi He really has been wronged, and I turn a blind eye, how can I face my ancestors in the underworld a hundred years from now? Nephew, don't you think this is the truth?"

Fifth Grandpa nodded quickly: "Seventh Uncle is right."

The other elders continued to chime in: "Gui Fan, I know you care about your deceased elder brother, so let's open the coffin today to check. As long as we are sure that he is fine, it will be an explanation to the people who care about this matter!"

"In that case, please move to the Yi family's ancestral tomb." Yi Qianhuan finally achieved his goal, and he took Yi Mobao's hand and left.

Yi Guifan saw that the Seventh Master and the others had followed Yi Qianhuan, and quickly helped Yang up from the ground: "Mother, what should we do next?"

Yang opened her eyes, her face covered with a layer of gloom: "Now that things have come to this, we can only go and see. Anyway, today's incident was instigated by Yi Qianhuan, and as bystanders, we can only wait and see what happens."

"Onlookers..." Yi Guifan saw Yang's gloomy gaze and immediately understood what she meant. "Mother is right. We are just ignorant bystanders. No matter what Yi Qianhuan finds out next, it has nothing to do with us!"

The Yi family ancestral tomb is located on the west side of the city suburbs.

After Yi Qianhuan arrived at the Yi family's ancestral tomb, he found that it was surrounded by mountains and water, and faced south. Both the terrain and the surrounding feng shui were very good.

Yi He's tomb is located in the center of the Yi family's ancestral tomb. Logically speaking, it is the place with the most spiritual energy in the ancestral tomb.

Ke Yi Qianhuan discovered something wrong as soon as she arrived at Yi He's grave.

"Mother, there's such a strong yin energy here!" Yi Mobao was very sensitive to yin energy. He couldn't help but hug his arms tightly just when he approached Yi He's grave.

"Why is it that only Duke Yi's tomb has no weeds growing around it?" Qin Zifu looked around and found that except for Yi He's tomb, there were weeds growing uncontrollably around the tombs of the Marquis's wife and Yi Qianhuan's second brother.

In contrast, the area surrounding Yihe's grave is bare, making it look even more eerie.

"The negative energy has leaked out and no grass grows around the tomb. Something must have happened to the tomb owner." Yi Qianhuan squatted down and grabbed a handful of black soil from around the grave.

The black soil was extremely moist, and after being crushed it emitted a fishy smell, causing Yi Qianhuan to frown.

"It's not as weird as you say. Maybe it's because uncle killed too many enemies on the battlefield, resulting in a strong aura of blood and evil, so there is no grass growing around the grave!" Yi Tianci walked over and said sarcastically.

Yi Mobao kicked Yi Tianci on the calf and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I guarantee that the grass on your grave will grow taller than you!"

Yi Tianci screamed in pain and was protected by Yang behind him.

Yang's eyes were sinister, and she stared at Yi Qianhuan expressionlessly and said, "Yi Qianhuan, as a child, you opened your father's coffin, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Grandma, don't worry. The one who is really worried about retribution is not me, but the people who harmed my father." While speaking, Yi Qianhuan winked at Liuli and said, "Start digging."

Liuli and some enthusiastic people took shovels and started digging.

As the mahogany coffin emerged from the soil, a foul odor like something rotting came over, making Liuli and the others retch.

"Everyone, get out of the way. The negative energy leaking out of this coffin is too strong. Don't get close." Liuli saw the clue and used cinnabar to make several talismans on her body to resist the negative energy. She insisted on digging out the damp black mud around the coffin.

Seeing Liuli coming out of the grave with a pale face, Yi Qianhuan quickly pressed his finger on her acupuncture point: "Leave the rest to me, you go and rest."

"Miss, you have to be careful." After saying this, Liuli walked to the sunny place far away from the tomb and sat down.

Qin Zifu thought she was well-informed, but it was the first time she had seen such a mysterious scene: "Madam, is there something wrong with Duke Yi's tomb?"

Yi Qianhuan did not answer Qin Zifu's question immediately. She first inserted a dry branch on the four corners of the tomb, and then jumped into the tomb.

"Father, your daughter is here. Please allow me to open the coffin and perform an autopsy on you!" Yi Qianhuan bit her finger and let the blood drip onto the dead branch in the east.

As a result, the dead branches showed no reaction.

There was a hint of doubt in Yi Qianhuan's phoenix eyes, and then his expression became more solemn as if he had thought of something.

She did not give up and insisted on dripping blood on the other three branches.

"I see! The Crown Prince's wife is using the ritual of summoning the spirit!" Dou attracted the attention of the people around her and continued, "In short, summoning the spirit is a ritual to inquire about the tomb owner before moving the grave. Generally, only the blood relatives of the tomb owner can use blood to summon the spirit. If the tomb owner agrees, the branch used for the ritual will break, otherwise there will be no reaction."

"In other words, big brother doesn't want Yi Qianhuan to open the coffin?" Yi Guifan's eyes lit up, "Yi Qianhuan, since the spirit has failed, I advise you not to disobey big brother's wishes..."

"Shut up." Yi Qianhuan pulled out the dagger from his waist, inserted it into the gap of the coffin lid, and pried it open.

In an instant, the nails sealing the coffin burst one by one, and an even stronger and more foul smell came out, making the people surrounding the coffin take a step back.

"Yi Qianhuan! Big brother didn't agree with you opening the coffin, but you still insisted on doing it! You are so unfilial!"

As if he did not hear Yi Guifan's accusation, Yi Qianhuan forcefully opened the coffin and looked at the strange man lying in the coffin.

The guess in his heart was confirmed. A storm surged in Yi Qianhuan's phoenix eyes. He turned his head to look at Yi Guifan and said, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. The body in the coffin is not my father. Of course, the spirit summoning I set up will not work!"

This statement instantly made the crowd around them boil.

In the tomb, a man in shroud who looked to be in his fifties or sixties was lying calmly in the coffin that should have belonged to Yihe.

There were no signs of decay on his body, but he exuded a spooky and strange aura.

No one present knew who this man was, but everyone could see that the body was not Yi He!

"Who is this man? Why is he occupying the Duke of Italy's coffin?"

"No wonder Duke Yi sent a message to the Crown Prince's wife in a dream. Someone has usurped the throne!"

"Since this body is not that of the Duke of Italy, where is the body of the Duke of Italy?"

"No wonder the summoning of a spirit that the Crown Prince's wife had set up just now didn't work. This corpse is not her father, so naturally it won't respond to her!"

“How could this happen…” With a look of disbelief in his eyes, the Seventh Master looked at Yang, “You were responsible for burying Duke Yi in the first place, and now there are other people’s bodies lying in the corpse, how are you going to explain it?!”