The moment those words were spoken, everyone became even more certain that this was the location where the infant corpses were buried. The reason for the yearly renovation was that Master Wu needed to use evil magic to extend his life every year, so naturally, new infant corpses had to be buried under the threshold.

The farcical excuse of renovating the main gate was just to mislead people.

After questioning the servants again, the answers they received were consistent with their expectations. The renovation of the main gate usually took place late at night, and Steward Zheng never allowed anyone to peek, always doing it himself.

Because Steward Zheng was a favorite of Master Wu, no one dared to disobey him.

After confirming the burial location of the infant corpses, everyone didn't act rashly. This matter was extraordinary and needed careful consideration.

Just as everyone was pondering a plan, a group of people walked over. Leading them was the young man they had met before, the Third Young Master of the Wu family. "Oh, isn't this the master that Second Brother hired? Why aren't you subduing demons and eliminating evil, but sunbathing here?"

Without the Second Young Master suppressing him, the Third Young Master was very disdainful of Jiang Cheng and the others. "I say, Second Brother spent money to hire you, not to let you build up your bodies here. A bunch of charlatans can only fool my dying Second Brother." The last half of the sentence was spoken in a low voice by the Third Young Master, almost only audible to himself.

After speaking, he rudely passed through the group, leading a few fierce-looking lackeys and swaggering out of the manor.

"Hasn't anyone ever taught your Third Young Master how to speak?" Yao Shunyu looked at the Third Young Master's back with interest, seemingly planning to give him a lesson.

Hearing this, the servants beside him lowered their heads, not daring to say a word. It seemed that they were usually bullied a lot by this little tyrant, the Third Young Master.

"Why bother with a dying person?" Jiang Cheng was quite open-minded and didn't mind that there were servants from the Wu mansion present. "But did you hear the last sentence he said?"

Yao Shunyu raised his eyebrows. "I didn't hear it, but judging from the movements of his lips, it was 'can only fool my dying Second Brother.'"

The servants of the Wu mansion were very perceptive, knowing that it was best not to hear some things. After bowing to everyone, informing them of the location of the wine and dishes, they quickly left.

"Also, this Third Young Master seems to be in a very good mood." Lin Qianqian tilted her head and looked outside the gate. The figures of the Third Young Master and his entourage were already getting farther and farther away.

"I would be in a good mood too if I were him. The First Young Master is dead, and the Second Young Master is also entangled by a vengeful infant and his life is hanging by a thread. As long as he can survive, in the end, the Wu family's huge fortune will probably only benefit him." Yao Shunyu changed his tone, and his tone became subtle. "But then again, our Third Young Master is really blessed by the heavens. He wasn't entangled by the vengeful infant."

Everyone realized the problem that Yao Shunyu had discovered. The strangeness of this situation was thought-provoking. Thinking from another perspective, the First Young Master and Second Young Master, who were both of the Wu family's bloodline, had ended up in such a situation. Why wasn't the Third Young Master entangled by the vengeful infant?

"There are only two reasons. First, he is an adopted son of Master Wu and has no blood relationship. Second, he secretly did something to avoid this disaster." Luo Tianhe gave two guesses very simply.

"The possibility of the first one is very low. According to Master Wu's character, it is unlikely that he would adopt a son. It should be the second one." Jiang Cheng slowly analyzed, "Mr. Luo, does the infant planting technique have a limit?"

Luo Tianhe immediately understood, "There must be a limit, but judging from Master Wu's Taoism, it is definitely more than 20 years."

"That's right. Now let's assume that Master Wu's rituals over the years have been smooth, but when he was performing this year's ritual, something unexpected happened. Someone interfered with the ritual or moved the key things needed for the ritual."

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Yuan Shanyuan's expression froze. "It's the corpse sacrifice platform, the corpse sacrifice platform hidden in the warehouse! Someone moved the corpse sacrifice platform, causing the ritual to go wrong. The vengeful infant buried deep underground was released and backfired on Steward Zheng and Master Wu."

"That person is the Third Young Master! He ruined the entire feng shui formation!" Lin Qianqian also found the problem, and her tone became urgent. "The reason why he didn't die, could it be... could it be that the corpse sacrifice platform is protecting him? He stole the corpse sacrifice platform. It's in his hands, so he's so fearless!"

"He's waiting, waiting for the direct descendants of the Wu family to die, so he can inherit all of the Wu family's property!"

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Without the help of an expert, he would never be able to break this feng shui formation by himself." Luo Tianhe's voice carried a deep resentment. He had also misjudged the situation. "I'm afraid we underestimated this Third Young Master. This person's temperament and planning have been passed down from Master Wu."

But fortunately, this corpse sacrifice platform, which had only been heard of but not seen, finally had a clue. Judging from the previous two antiques, the Nether Mirror and the Ghost Steed Painting, this so-called corpse sacrifice platform was the key to breaking the situation.

At the same time, everyone thought of another thing. There was obviously some kind of connection between these few missions, and the Nether Mirror, the Ghost Steed Painting, and now the corpse sacrifice platform were all very evil antiques. Could these antiques all have come from one place, that blood corpse tomb?

The more everyone thought about it, the more frightened they became, as if a long line connected these few things completely, and the end of the line all pointed to that mysterious blood corpse tomb.

Everyone developed a strong curiosity about the tomb owner with the "昏" character, as well as a fear rooted in their hearts that could not be described in words. In a trance, a figure appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind, the man on the bus who was facing away from him and reading a newspaper.

All of this must be related to him.

After being busy for so long, everyone was tired and hungry, so they went to fill their stomachs first. Since they had shown their value, the attitude of the Wu mansion towards them had also changed a lot, and the dishes prepared were very rich.

After the meal, Yuan Shanyuan, Luo Tianhe, and Bai Yu all made excuses that they were tired and went back to rest first. Jiang Cheng and Fatty had slept for most of the morning and rested well, so they planned to go out for a walk again.

After leaving the gate of the Wu mansion, the two walked aimlessly along the street. Fatty sensitively noticed that Jiang Cheng's mood was not right, and then the apology in his heart could no longer be held back. "I'm sorry, Doctor, I've caused you trouble again."

Jiang Cheng was slightly stunned and looked at him. "Why do you say that?"

Fatty showed an annoyed expression, mixed with uncontrollable anger. "I was plotted against by Luo Tianhe and Yuan Shanyuan. I... I shouldn't have said that there was a problem with the threshold. How could they not have thought of that place with their abilities? Their words clearly lured others to say the location."

"Although I don't know why, there must be a trap in it. I regretted it as soon as I said it, really, but... but it's too late to regret it." Fatty just wanted to share the clues, but he didn't expect the result to be like this.