Truth be told, although Du Xiaolin had stepped onto the Immortal Dao several years ago, with outstanding insight and an evident affinity for the Dao, she still felt somewhat lost traveling alone under her master's orders to seek out the threads of her past lives. Seeing Yi Shuyuan was an unexpected delight.
He Xin's case had been extremely famous back then. Yi Shuyuan had told that story many times in Tea Province, and all sorts of operas and plays about it had long since appeared.
Even at the time, ordinary people across the land had not necessarily understood how far-reaching the case's consequences were. Few had even connected the subsequent drop in salt prices with it.
That had not stopped the story from spreading far and wide. Now that so many years had passed, everything from back then had faded. Some people might have plenty to say about a Ghost Trial play, but many would not necessarily connect it to a real event.
In her present life, Du Xiaolin actually knew little about her previous one. She had a few vague impressions, but that was all. She knew only that this grave was where her former self had been buried.
Du Xiaolin had not heard Hui Mian's muttered voice transmission. All she knew was that she had met Mr. Yi.
"Mr. Yi, your magical power reaches into the mysteries of creation. Since you foresaw this, could you tell me about my past life? Your appearance here is part of my destined encounter on this journey, so it doesn't count as actively seeking outside help! And this elder sister here, since you were involved, could you tell me something too?"
"You really are a clever little girl!"
Hui Mian said this with delight. Du Xiaolin immediately smiled, turned her palm over,