After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

"Wait longer?" Chifeng frowned, his face full of sorrow and anxiety evident in his expression.

This was because they had to set off after daybreak, and if they could not clear themselves of suspicion at this moment, their subsequent journey would inevitably be greatly affected.

Thinking of this, Chifeng felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart.

"We can only wait!" Murong Ling'er looked indifferent. After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the yard again.

Chifeng stood there, thinking for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly. Then he walked towards the village chief and repeated Murong Ling'er's words.

The village chief looked up at the sky. The night was getting darker and the stars were twinkling. He was silent for a moment, nodded, and said firmly: "As long as we can find the real culprit, I don't mind this little time."

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting, Murong Ling'er walked out of the courtyard again. She frowned slightly and said softly, "This case is truly intricate and complex. There are numerous clues, yet they contradict each other. The truth seems to be deeply hidden in the fog and difficult to discern."

"But the more this happens, the more it shows that the murderer is meticulous and deliberately creating numerous distractions in an attempt to cover up his crime. However, I firmly believe that even with a careful plan, we can find a clue from this tangled web of clues and bring the real culprit to justice."

After saying that, she turned and walked into the yard again, leaving everyone else there, feeling increasingly heavy and depressed.

The night grew darker, like a huge black curtain slowly falling.

The onlookers gradually dispersed in the cold wind. The originally crowded group was reduced to only a few scattered people still watching in place.

Murong Ling'er stood at the gate of the yard, her eyes gently sweeping over those people. There seemed to be deep thought in her eyes, but it was also difficult to understand.

She raised her head slightly, as if muttering to herself in the endless night: "The evils of the world are all hidden in the dark, but the light of truth will eventually penetrate the fog."

Time passed quietly, and when the sky began to turn pale, Murong Ling'er, who had stayed in the yard all night, finally walked out slowly.

Her face was slightly tired, but her eyes were filled with determination. She walked straight to the village chief and said without hesitation, "I have found the murderer."

"Found it?" The village chief and Chiffon were both stunned. They looked at each other in surprise.

Chifeng couldn't help but think to herself, "This case is so complicated, how could she find the murderer so quickly?"

The village chief also wondered to himself, "Could it be that this girl is making random guesses just to get this matter over with?"

"Follow me." Murong Ling'er didn't explain much. After that, she turned around and walked into the yard.

The village chief and Chiffon did not dare to delay and hurriedly followed closely. Several villagers who had been waiting outside to watch the excitement also followed into the yard with great curiosity in their hearts.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

There were seven corpses neatly placed in the yard, and the original limbs and arms of each corpse had been reattached. The scene was still a bit weird.

Seeing this, Chifeng couldn't help but gasp, his legs weakened, and he asked in a trembling voice, "This... Miss Murong, did you do all this?"

Murong Ling'er remained calm and said, "I just want to reconstruct the crime scene."

This scene was so horrifying that no one had expected that a seemingly weak girl would have such courage and means.

The crowd suddenly exploded, everyone was talking and chatting.

"This is too scary, the murderer is too cruel!"

"Yeah, who did the Chen family offend to suffer such misfortune?"

"Miss Murong, can you really find a clue from this?"

Qi Feng was full of admiration for Murong Ling'er at this time and said, "Miss Murong, your courage and wisdom are beyond my reach!"

Someone murmured quietly, "This is just a trick! Can't they figure out who did it?"

"This death is too tragic. They are all fellow villagers and we should pay tribute to them." Someone said in a sad tone.

"That's right, we can't do anything else, but we can burn more incense." Another villager echoed.

At this moment, an old woman in the crowd showed a look of panic on her face, and her voice trembled as she said, "Since ancient times, the ghosts of those who died unjustly have the hardest time to rest in peace. The Li family died such a tragic death. What if they turn into evil spirits and come to claim our lives? What will we do then?"

Another younger villager, his face pale, stammered in agreement, "That's right! I heard those wronged souls will haunt those they knew in life, leaving them with no peace."

After hearing these words, everyone was even more frightened and their faces became even uglier.

The village chief listened to the villagers' increasingly outrageous remarks, his face livid with anger, and he shouted, "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about?! The most important thing now is to find the real culprit and give the Chen family justice, not to speculate about ghosts and gods here! Anyone who dares to talk nonsense and disturb people again will be kicked out of the village!"

The village chief's stern reprimand instantly quieted the noisy crowd. The talk of ghosts and gods has always been frightening.

When everyone heard what the village chief said, even if they were reluctant, they didn't dare to say anything.

After all, the Chen family's death was too tragic, and no one could guarantee whether something ominous would really happen.

At this moment, an old man in a Taoist robe walked into the village. He had sharp eyes and a serious expression. He held a whisk in his hand and looked like a hermit.

Seeing this, everyone gathered around and asked in unison, "Master, you've come just in time. Come and see what's going on."

The Taoist priest looked around and said in a deep voice: "This matter is quite strange. Let me take a look." After that, he walked to the corpse and observed it carefully.

After a moment, the Taoist priest frowned and muttered to himself, "Looking at this situation, it's not an ordinary murder case. Have you ever heard of the evil magic called 'Yin Ling Gu'?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.

The Taoist priest explained, "'Yin Ling Gu' is an extremely evil Gu technique. The practitioner can control the souls of the deceased, turning them into evil spirits that harm others. It seems that this is what we are experiencing."

The village chief quickly asked, "Is there a solution?"

The Taoist priest pondered for a moment and replied, "To break this Gu, we need to find the caster and defeat him before the curse can be lifted. However, this caster will definitely be difficult to deal with."

Chifeng stepped forward and said loudly: "I am willing to work with the Taoist priest to find the person who cast the spell and eliminate this evil for the people!"

Murong Ling'er looked at Chifeng, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes, and she resolutely said, "I'm willing to go with you!"

The Taoist priest nodded, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.