Since the poor woman’s soul wasn’t there, where did the baleful aura in the uncle’s house come from?

The uncle said that his mother had talked to him in his dreams. That was why he asked me not to investigate the case any further.

However, it made no sense. People in the countryside took filial piety very seriously. There was no way he would just watch his mother’s soul endure this torment, giving up on the only chance to fix things.

Everything told me that there was something wrong with him, so I couldn’t just ignore him. After all, this matter was related to my grandfather.

I knew I couldn’t handle this opponent alone, so I called Chuyi to ask him if he had time to help me with this case.

Soon enough, the call went through. Before I could talk, Chuyi asked, “Where are you?”

“I’m on my way back to the antique shop.”

As soon as I was about to ask...