Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 466: This Altar Belongs to His Family!

Chapter 466: Chapter 466: This Altar Belongs to His Family!

"Mr. Wang!"

Wang Qi was brooding over there when he suddenly heard Li Qingmu’s call. He promptly straightened his back, "Mr. Li, what do you instruct?"

"Take my official seal and immediately gather people from nearby States to arrest Fan Yongchang and his cohorts!"

"Uh? Mr. Li, isn’t it inappropriate for us to directly arrest them? We need a legitimate reason..."

Li Qingmu looked at him with disdain, pointing at a box of jewels on the ground, "Bribing the Shangguan— isn’t this evidence of their crime?"

I... Oh my god!

You’re awesome!

I didn’t know when you asked me to talk to him, you had this ace up your sleeve?

Li Qingmu gave a faint smile, a smile full of indifference, "Go, don’t delay the hour, everything should be swift and decisive!"

"Yes, yes, I’ll go right away!"

Wang Qi realized if he didn’t swiftly handle this matter, Li Qingmu might treat him as a corrupt official later.

This person recognizes no kinship!

Wang Qi hurried off, and Li Qingmu turned to Nan Haitang, "Get someone to keep a close watch on Fan Yongchang’s side."

"Yes!"

Then, he mounted his horse and left the post station.

He held in his hand the sheepskin scroll he had just printed. Although he didn’t know the meaning of the patterns and texts on the altar, he guessed it might be some kind of local totem.

Could the underground secret chamber here have something to do with the local area?

He planned to inquire from nearby villagers, or even those more remote.

Of course, he went disguised, wearing the Human Skin Mask Yue’er had obtained from Duanmu Nan, appearing as a dusty middle-aged man in his thirties.

...

"Da-da-da!"

The sound of horse hooves echoed as Li Qingmu rode far away. Ahead, a village slowly emerged, at its entrance several old hens were circling around a pile of grain.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"

A woman was feeding the chickens, watching them grow fat and healthy. A bright smile flashed across her face.

"Da-da-da, whoa—"

Li Qingmu approached the woman, dismounted.

"Hey, who are you?"

The woman, startled at the sudden presence, stepped back with a face full of wariness.

He looked like an outsider. If he dared to harm her, she’d immediately call for help, and the villagers would handle him!

Li Qingmu cupped his fist toward her, "Don’t be alarmed, Miss. I’m just passing through your village and wish to ask you something."

Without waiting for her response, he took out two Copper Coins and handed them to her.

The woman, seeing the Copper Coins, gradually let down her guard.

Just asking a question and getting two cents, what a deal.

As for why Li Qingmu only gave two cents? Giving too much would raise suspicion!

"Go ahead," the woman said with a smile, taking the Copper Coins, "Feel free to ask, sir. If I don’t know, I’ll ask around the village for you."

"Oh, really? That’s great. I’d like you to take a look at the pattern on this sheepskin scroll and see if you recognize it."

The woman took the scroll, inspecting it carefully, her brows gradually furrowing.

Li Qingmu’s heart tightened — what a coincidence? Just randomly asking someone who knows?

If not, she wouldn’t have such an expression.

Sure enough, she said, "I think I’ve seen these patterns somewhere, but can’t quite recall for the moment. Follow me, I’ll take you to ask around?"

"Good, thank you so much!"

The two cents Li Qingmu gave were neither too much nor too little, coupled with his humble attire, he wasn’t worried about being robbed or harmed.

Following the woman into the village, Li Qingmu saw that she was helping him inquire.

In her house were a man and a pair of siblings. Seeing a stranger arrive, they quickly looked away, but the sister poked out a little head, curious about who and why this person came?

"Guest, have some water, it’s so hot today!"

"Thank you very much."

Li Qingmu was thirsty, gulping down a big bowl of water. Meanwhile, the woman was speaking to her husband: "Honey, take a look at the drawing here. Why do I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere?"

"Why do you ask about this? Get back to work!"

"Just asking casually, the visitor outside wanted to know. He even gave two cents. It’s not polite to leave him without an answer."

"Oh..."

The voices inside grew quieter, as Li Qingmu sat sipping tea, his gaze distant.

From the man’s tone, he seemed to know a bit.

"Creak!"

The door opened, a middle-aged man in his forties stepped out, eyeing Li Qingmu warily, "That’s a sacrificial altar, why are you asking about it?"

"Oh, to be honest, I’m a clerk from the nearby county, currently investigating a case. I obtained this sheepskin scroll; it’s a significant case. If you could provide us with clues, I’d reward you handsomely."

These folks must be unrelated to the altar, or they’d have revealed clues immediately. They probably just knew about it.

Surely, the man frowned slightly, "From the government?"

"Kind of, but not really. I just do odd jobs for the government, run errands, can’t make much Silver Coin. Recently, the official unearthed an altar below the ground with these patterns on it, and I’m ordered to inquire if anyone knows what it’s for?"

"It’s used for sacrifices..."

A rooted voice sounded from behind, and Li Qingmu saw an elderly man walking in, supported by a young person.

"Young man, don’t mention this altar again; it caused so many deaths back in the day!"

Li Qingmu was shocked, deaths?

And, from the elder’s tone, it must’ve been so many years ago.

"Sixteen years ago! Time flies, yet during that time they unearthed the altar, claimed it cursed the Holy Emperor, and everyone from that area was slaughtered completely. The family who uncovered the altar... alas, they were wiped out too! Such tragedy!"

The old man hesitated, shaking his head gently, "Such pity! You know, one person’s sins implicated the kids and those innocent nearby families. So tragic! We were lucky to be farther away and escaped unscathed. Otherwise, alas, this village wouldn’t exist either!"

He glanced at Li Qingmu and waved, "Young man, go, stop searching for this. Those who touch it meet ill fortune, thank goodness you only have a tracing scroll; if it were the real thing, many would perish again, bleeding... that... three feet!"

The old man seemed to slump, his speech halting, waving to urge Li Qingmu away.

By now, many others had gathered around, all locals, some elderly catching sight of the scroll’s patterns, their faces darkening.

Li Qingmu gazed at the woman incredulously, "You’re newly married here, right?"

The woman replied awkwardly, "Yes, so I’m not familiar with this. Since it’s an ominous thing, I’d encourage the visitor not to touch it again, or you’ll meet disaster!"

"Oh!"

Li Qingmu nodded; he saw the elder wave, dismissing the crowd, urgently questioning, "Elder, could you tell me which family uncovered the altar?"

Who could’ve imagined someone wished to curse the Emperor sixteen years ago?

Li Qingmu was furious; he must unveil the perpetrator!

The elder refused to say, so Li Qingmu offered ten Copper Coins.

The elder pondered briefly, then made two gestures, and Li Qingmu’s face suddenly changed!