The Investigation

"With your duties of guarding the palace, stopping the Minyue's attack on Nanyue, investigating Changxing, and splitting your forces into two groups to hunt down the Xiong State sorcerer, you probably have no time to investigate a group of dead people escaping Huainan!"

The King of Huainan was undoubtedly a man of great fortune.

For an ordinary person, one major stroke of luck can change their fate; for the King of Huainan, it was one after another, each one a great stroke of good fortune.

If the King of Huainan's fortunes were to become fully apparent, Zhang Xuezhou would have to back down. However, Zhang Xuezhou keenly sensed that the King of Huainan's great fortune was like oil being poured on a raging fire, and he seemed to be in a state of difficulty in maintaining balance.

Zhang Xuezhou has a deep understanding of this state: either you get lucky and make small fortunes, or you end up with nothing, or you fall into a trap after gaining benefits; fortune and misfortune fluctuate constantly.

In this state of fortune, how to maximize blessings and minimize misfortune are things that practitioners of fortune-telling techniques need to achieve as much as possible.

Of course, if the opponent is in this state, Zhang Xuezhou would also dare to provoke them and kick them when they're down.

He even brazenly crouched on the roof of the King of Huainan's palace to eavesdrop for a while, then deliberately let the other party discover him, adding to their chaos.

The King of Huainan mentioned the term "trajectory of movement," which made Zhang Xuezhou extremely envious.

The reason is simple: Dong Zhongshu had already obtained what the King of Huainan had sought but could not obtain.

Of course, after all these years of tinkering, Zhang Xuezhou had never seen any magical trajectory.

It's as if he's been fighting a war of luck ever since he first encountered the art of luck. Over the years, he's been beaten time and time again. If there's anything Zhang Xuezhou is proud of, it's that he, a mere nobody, has won a few wars of luck and is still alive and well.

"I wonder if His Majesty and the Empress Dowager possess any special talents in magic or other magical arts?"

In the clashes with the Prince of King of Huainan, Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Xuezhou, the new emperor, and possibly even the empress dowager all had conflicts at different times.

These conflicts threw the King of Huainan into a state of chaos, giving Zhang Xuezhou an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Zhang Xuezhou flew through the air towards the North Mountain for a while. After confirming that he was not being followed by anyone, he turned towards the mass grave area to the south.

Compared to the speed at which his Yang Soul flew, the carriage that carried the corpses to the mass grave at the King of Huainan was significantly slower.

As the Yang Soul entered his body, Zhang Xuezhou stood up.

"How about it?"

Rong Tianding's voice came from the darkness, and Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"The royal palace is still negligent, believing that the death was caused by the body decaying after taking Li Qi. Cousin, your technique is truly amazing; even the physician and the King of Huainan were misled," Zhang Xuezhou exclaimed in admiration.

"After all these years of cultivation, all I've learned is how to play dead!"

Rong Tianding shook his head.

Although Rong Tianding accomplished what Zhang Xuezhou could not, Rong Tianding was well aware of his own shortcomings and showed no pride whatsoever.

"It's all thanks to Zhuang Qingdi's Law Treasure cloth that I was able to comprehend the mysteries of death; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to use it today," Rong Tianding said.

"The subtleties of every sip and bite in spiritual practice are truly beyond words!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

The time it took for everyone to obtain Zhuang Qingdi's Law Treasure cloth was not long, only a few months.

Rong Tianding was initially frustrated that he had gained too little from his rare insights, but he had followed Zhang Xuezhou to fight to the death with his enemies, and now he was using spellcasting and Incantation Technique to help people simulate life and death.

The various subtle effects of this are irreplaceable, and even Zhang Xuezhou was full of praise for it.

He glanced back and saw a group of horses standing silently and motionless in the darkness, their breathing extremely faint. In that instant, he was even more convinced of the remarkable skill of the Corpse-Hero School in corpse techniques.

Compared to the trouble he faced when he took everyone away from Beishan back then, the current situation is much easier for them to solve.

If there's any regret, Zhang Xuezhou feels that things rarely go as planned, as dozens of people from Zhang Household Village are permanently buried in Huainan.

Twelve or thirteen years may not seem like a long time, but the old folks of Zhang Household Village couldn't endure such a long period. Even Xu Ji, a cultivator of the Agricultural Sect, was now bedridden and could no longer go to the fields.

Human birth, aging, illness, and death are natural laws. If we cannot break these laws to promote longevity, everything will decline like mountains and rivers, and we will inevitably face separation and death in the end.

Zhang Xuezhou was furious that the King of Huainan's Household had taken the people of Zhang Household Village from the mines and used them as medicine, but he was also indifferent to life and death, only wishing that the living could live well.

"They're here!"

The creaking sound of a horse-drawn carriage drifted from afar, and two bright red lanterns hung high, illuminating the slightly bumpy road.

The stench of corpses that Rong Tianding deliberately exaggerated was clearly unbearable for the King of Huainan. Just like the disposal of Zhang Zhoushi's body last night, these corpses were also transported here in the early morning.

Several grooms and porters who did the dirty work cursed and swore all the way, occasionally whipping the weak old horse.

"We're here! We're here!"

"Throw it away quickly!"

"Smelling like that, did they drink shit before they died?"

Despite the constant cursing, these people worked quite quickly.

Although there may be occasional bumps and bruises, people whose bodies are stiff will not feel anything.

If some people hadn't been cut by knives, Rong Tianding's corpse-collecting technique could have fully restored everyone's health.

Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding waited for a while until the sound of the carriage gradually disappeared before they led Zhang Zhoushi towards the pit in the mass grave.

"Zhouzi, this is your Aunt Zhou!"

"This is your Aunt Zhou!"

"This is Aunt Zhou!"

That's your Sister Feng!

To reach the village of Zhang Household Village Zhou Household, one needs to cross two mountains.

Many of the women came from Zhou Household, which resulted in Zhang Xuezhou having a bunch of aunts surnamed Zhou.

Some death row inmates were passed over, and many Zhang Household Village people who risked their lives to try Li Qi's food were also selected.

Rong Tianding reached out and pinched the spell. Two hazy wisps of energy emerged from the deceased's nostrils and were then drawn away by him. The body of the already dead person quickly warmed up, and their Qi and Blood began to circulate smoothly.

Aside from some physical sluggishness and temporary difficulty using the body normally, the aftereffects are not particularly noticeable.

"Rub your body to warm up the blood, and it will be normal, or you can wait for the sun to rise and bask in it!"

The time wasn't too long, and the stiffened body hadn't turned into a corpse.

Rong Tianding entrusted the matter to everyone, and those who had men and those who had strength contributed their efforts, and several people from Zhang Household Village were brought back to life.

"Who?"

As Zhang Xuezhou unleashed Supreme Purity True Technique, coordinating with Rong Tianding's healing of the abdomen that the physician had cut open, his eyes flickered, then glanced at the side of his body.

"This is ridiculous. It was actually the two of you causing trouble!"

A lazy voice came, and Jin Chang's body emerged from the shadows of the mass grave.

"Nephew, you've really put me in a difficult position by doing this!"

Jin Chang stood up from the shadows, revealing a purple robe. He then waved his sleeve, and a thin puppet thread appeared in his hand.

"So it's my martial uncle. Weren't you in Chang'an City? Why have you come back?"

Zhang Xuezhou frowned.

He originally thought that Rong Tianding's corpse magic was strong enough to deceive the King of King of Huainan and the physicians, but he did not expect that the King of Huainan had secretly ordered Jin Chang to follow him.

"A life of toil, barely surviving by obeying others!"

Jin Chang replied listlessly.

Compared to his past arrogance, Jin Chang has completely lost his former sharpness.

His gaze was somewhat unfocused, and he continued to twirl the puppet threads with his fingers.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, Jin Chang would clearly prioritize the orders of the King of Huainan.