"He was scared out of his mind." Jia Jinliang stared at the crazy beggar with a profound gaze, "If I'm not mistaken, it was live bone extraction."

"Live...bone extraction?" Du Moyu couldn't help but gasp.

Upon hearing this, Fatty couldn't help but shiver. He suddenly remembered that in a previous ancient copy, they had encountered a pitiful woman who had been skinned alive to make a human-skin drum.

Now they finally understood why the Dahe Niangniang's (River Goddess's) resentment was so heavy. If it were them, they would never let it go.

"It seems the problem lies with the skeleton of the eldest Miss Wu." Yu Chengmu narrowed his eyes, looking profound, "Those predecessors in the Yin profession are also after this skeleton."

"So...all of this is a conspiracy against the eldest Miss Wu, and the so-called River God is also fake." Lei Mingyu reacted, touching his chin.

"It's too early to say that now, we need evidence." Chen Hao was a cautious person and wouldn't draw conclusions easily. Moreover, he keenly felt that these so-called guesses were based on the premise that Yu Chengmu and Jia Jinliang were trustworthy.

And these two people were inherently untrustworthy.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng suggested, "I want to go to Wu Ma's (Mother Wu's) place again. Who will come with me?"

"I will." Du Moyu was the first to speak.

"We will go too." A Biao turned his head and answered on behalf of Jia Jinliang.

Yu Chengmu's withered face twitched, and he smiled, "In my opinion, everyone should go together. There will be someone to look after each other."

After the discussion, everyone lost their appetite. Each grabbed two steamed buns and set off together. Fatty, seeing the crazy beggar pitiful, grabbed a few more steamed buns and stuffed them into his hands.

But as soon as they went out, the crazy beggar scurried away.

"Hey--" Fatty shouted from behind.

"Leave him alone." Chen Hao said, "Let him go. Taking him with us may not be a good thing."

The crazy beggar had a special identity. Getting too close to him would arouse suspicion from the night watchmen or other Yin practitioners hidden in the village, which would be detrimental to their next steps.

Based on their memory, the group came to Wu Ma's house. After explaining their intentions, Jiang Cheng went straight to the point and asked, "Wu Ma, do you remember anything unusual happening in your house after your Miss was sacrificed to the River God?"

"Unusual..." Wu Ma slowly opened her mouth, her expression stiff.

"Is anything missing, something...something related to Miss." Fatty squatted down and whispered a reminder.

After a while, Wu Ma's heavy eyelids suddenly moved. "Indeed, now that you mention it, I remember. Not long after Miss was sacrificed to the River God, Master and Madam asked us servants to clean up Miss's belongings, wanting to find some clothes and jewelry that Miss had worn during her lifetime, put them in the coffin, and set up a clothing burial for Miss."

Mentioning Miss, Wu Ma's shoulders trembled, and her empty eyes also focused. "But...but later, after taking stock, Miss's clothes were missing a few sets, and some of her favorite jewelry was also gone. Oh, and there were also...some silver notes missing. Master was grieving over Miss's death at the time, and when he found out about this, he severely punished us, thinking that we had hidden them."

"What was the result?" Chen Hao asked softly.

Wu Ma's tears flowed in large drops, and she wiped her tears and said, "Absolutely not! Miss treated us very well. At that time, her body was not yet cold, how could I have done such a thing? I believe no one else would!"

Yu Chengmu slowly straightened his body, his tone strange, "So...these things were taken away by Miss herself, is that so?"

"Some people say that, but...but we can't figure it out either. Since Miss chose to sacrifice herself to the River God, what would she need these worldly possessions for?" Wu Ma choked.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was mindful. Wu Ma didn't know what was going on, but Jiang Cheng and the others had a rough idea.

The eldest Miss Wu was deceived. The truth should be that people in the Yin profession secretly found Miss Wu and tricked her, saying that they would use the name of sacrifice to secretly take her out of the mansion to meet the scholar.

That is, the paper doll named Lu Jianli.

The Wu family was wealthy and naturally looked down on Lu Jianli, who had not yet achieved fame, so this absurd scene was indeed possible. With Yin experts gathered, there were plenty of ways to coax a young, love-struck rich lady.

Judging from Wu Ma's account, this eldest Miss Wu was preparing to stage an elopement, even preparing clothes, jewelry, and silver notes.

But she never imagined that her beloved Lu Jianli...was actually a paper doll.

And waiting for her was a group of unscrupulous devils.

Leaving Wu Ma's residence, Du Moyu was still lamenting that the eldest Miss Wu had been unlucky in love, but for some reason, he looked at Jiang Cheng as he spoke, and Fatty, Chen Hao, and Lei Mingyu were also peeking.

Jiang Cheng felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he had really done something shameful.

"I say, the final chapter of this mission won't be to find that paper doll Lu Jianli, and then bring it to Dahe Niangniang's side and tear it to pieces, right?" Lei Mingyu said with a twitch of his brain.

"It won't, right?" Jiang Cheng panicked a little. Although he had nothing to do with Lu Jianli, Du Moyu said that his face and the paper doll Lu Jianli's face were very similar, almost identical. This mission would inevitably involve meeting Dahe Niangniang in the end. If he really looked alike, he might be implicated. Anyway, killing an extra person was just a matter of convenience.

"It shouldn't be." Fatty touched his chin and said after careful consideration.

Jiang Cheng's face improved a lot upon hearing this. He thought that he hadn't taken care of Fatty for nothing. At critical moments, his brother was still reliable.

"In my opinion, it's more likely that Dahe Niangniang will come and kill people herself." Fatty continued, "For this kind of revenge, why would you ask someone else to do it? It's more enjoyable to do it yourself, don't you think?"

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that it would have been better not to open the door last night.

"Hehe." A burst of sneers sounded, A Biao's mouth grinned, with a strange smile on his face, "Are you saying this to me? But I am not Lu Jianli, I just look a little like him, or..." A Biao stared at Du Moyu's face, "It's hard to say whether this is the case."

The others suddenly realized that Du Moyu had put the blame on A Biao last time.

"Even if that's the case, you don't have to worry." Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, turned around and comforted A Biao, "You are you, Lu Jianli is Lu Jianli, is there any connection?"

The more Jiang Cheng spoke, the more excited he became. He turned his head and questioned Fatty and Du Moyu, "I'm asking you, is there any connection? Come on, clarify this for me today!"

Jiang Cheng's actions confused A Biao. He couldn't understand what this person was up to.