When Su Ruotang heard this, her pretty little face showed no expression.
She said calmly: "Xu Shangshu, I have told you the solution. Whether you believe it or not, that is your business."
After saying this, she took Mo Ronyan's hand and turned to leave.
Xu Shangshu quickly stopped her: "Third Princess, I believe in you."
"Light the fire!" The last two words were said to the boy holding the torch.
Impressive, no doubt about it.
The boy suppressed his fear and stepped forward to light the corpse.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a faint whine around the banyan tree.
If you look closely, it sounds like the rustling of branches and leaves in the wind.
The five corpses were burned to ashes in just a few moments.
When the body turned into ashes, Xu Shangshu felt his heart clear, and even the fatigue on his body disappeared, and he felt refreshed.
At this moment, he no longer doubted Su Ruotang.
He quickly ordered someone to get a high-quality jade box, collect the ashes carefully, and affix the talisman and seal on it.
Just after finishing all this, a pretty girl wearing a pink embroidered dress hurried over with a monk.
"Xu Shangshu! You are confused! If you burn these five corpses, your Xu family will have no peace in the future!"
The monk shouted from afar.
His face was filled with compassion and he held a Buddhist bead in his hand.
He looked at the five burned corpses with a sad face: "Xu Shangshu, you are confused!"
Unexpectedly, this time Xu Shangshu did not greet him enthusiastically as usual, but stood there and looked at him coldly:
"Master Wuyuan, how do you explain these five corpses?"
Wuyuan's pupils shrank slightly, then he closed his eyes and turned the beads, "Amitabha, this poor monk happened to think that there was a problem in his house, so he rushed over."
As he spoke, he opened his eyes with a look of compassion, "But the poor monk is still a step too late."
Feng Hanyu's pretty face turned pale, her watery eyes were instantly filled with mist, and her eye sockets were slightly red, "Master, please find a way to save Uncle Xu's family."
Wu Xian clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, a monk is compassionate. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The poor monk cannot bear to see Xu Shangshu's family in peace in the future, so he will naturally find a way."
The unlucky ghost floated to Su Ruotang: "He just said that the banyan tree is the monk of the Xu family's Feng Shui tree, and Feng Hanyu is Xu Yuanyuan's best friend."
Ever since Wu Xian and Feng Han Yu appeared, Su Ruotang's delicate little face became condensed.
Wuyuan had a look of compassion and mercy, but there was a dark energy lingering between his brows.
His hands were stained with human life.
He was the one who tortured and killed five people in formation, but he was not the one who stole the fortune of Xu Shangshu's family.
Her eyes were covered with ice and her voice was soft and indifferent, "Why can't it be burned?"
Wuyuan was just about to scold her, but when he met her frosty and lukewarm eyes, he felt a chill in his heart.
The words on the lips, "What do you know, you little girl with yellow hair?" turned into, "These five corpses have grievances. If they are not dealt with properly, they will bring disaster to Xu Shangshu's family."
Su Ruotang's voice was even colder: "Since you know, why did you kill these five good people and bury their bodies in the Xu Mansion?"
A strange color flashed across Wu Yuan's eyes, and he still looked at Su Ruotang compassionately, "Karma often comes out of words. I remember that you are young and don't care about you."
He looked at Xu Shangshu: "The poor monk has a remedy."
Xu Shangshu glanced at Mo Ronyan and the others and asked: "What method?"
Wuyuan followed his line of sight and secretly glanced at Mo Ronyan. When he met the man's pale and cold ink eyes, his heart trembled.
He hurriedly looked away and coughed lightly, "The poor monk can perform a religious ceremony and save the souls of five people. Naturally, he will be able to protect everyone in Master Xu's residence."
Xu Shangshu is not stupid. Taking into account the reactions of Wu Xian and Su Ruotang, as well as the fact that Wu Xian came to the house five times to perform rituals, and there happened to be five corpses.
He then guessed that the corpses in the mansion were buried by Wuyuan in the name of performing rituals.
Every time he does something, he doesn't want anyone from Xu Mansion to be present.
It was Feng Hanyu who accompanied him and helped him.
Thinking of this, Xu Shangwen asked expressionlessly, "How much silver is needed?"
Every time Wuyuan comes to the Xu Mansion for so-called legal matters, he will be charged a legal fee.
One thousand taels each time.
It's more than his annual salary.
Every time, it was Mrs. Xu’s money from running the shop in her name.
Wuyuan recited Amitabha again.
He sighed softly: "Mr. Xu, all the income earned by the poor monks from the practice has been donated to the temple. Those homeless orphans will be grateful to you."
"It will cost five thousand taels to save five people today."
Su Ruotang was stunned for a moment when he heard the boundless lion opened his mouth.
Then his eyes brightened.
It seems she has found a way to make a fortune.
Make more money than opening a drug store.
Mo Ronyan could see the thoughts in the third prince's little head and curled his lips.
This little begonia he has his eye on is really a little money-lover.
Xu Shangshu's face turned ugly, and he cursed angrily: "Wuyuan, you deceitful monk!"
"I will send you to see the official right now!"
His annual salary is only eight hundred taels.
If Mrs. Xu didn't know how to do business, these five rituals alone wouldn't be enough to sell the Xu Mansion.
Wuyuan was startled, but there was no panic on his face, "Master Xu, what you say must be based on evidence. How can a poor monk deceive you?"
He had been working in other small counties to earn some living expenses.
Half a year ago, someone came to him and asked him to go to Xu Shangshu's house in the capital to perform rituals.
The man gave him one hundred thousand taels of silver and asked him to brutally kill five people, and then, under the pretext of rituals, bury the bodies of these five people in five specific locations in the Xu Mansion.
Xu Shangshu's face was full of anger: "You buried these corpses in my house in the name of doing something religious. Your thoughts are extremely vicious!"
Wuyuan smiled and said nonchalantly: "Master Xu, although the grassroots are just ordinary people, they also understand that evidence is needed for conviction."
"As long as Xu Shangshu provides evidence, ordinary people are willing to plead guilty."
The man said that Xu Shangshu did not have any evidence.
Moreover, he buried the body very secretly, and Xu Shangshu could not find it.
Thinking of this, he glared at Su Ruotang fiercely.
It’s all this little bitch!
If she hadn't dug up the body, he would still be able to defraud him of a sum of money today.
He heard that Xu Yuanyuan was getting more and more unlucky recently.
But this little bitch looks really iconic...
Feng Hanyu noticed Wuyuan's lustful eyes, and stood in front of him calmly, speaking softly: "Uncle Xu, Master Wuyuan is an accomplished monk, don't be deceived."
While speaking, she secretly looked at Mo Ronyan.
There was surprise in his eyes.
This young master is several times more handsome than Mr. Fu.
If she could marry this man...
She pretended to be shy and looked at Mo Ronyan: "Sir, please don't be deceived by her. Master Wuyuan is highly respected and will never do anything harmful to others."
Su Ruotang raised the corners of her lips and looked at her sarcastically, "Miss Feng, is this your upbringing? Hooking up with a married man?"
