"What happened next?"

Xiao Mu asked again.

"What next?"

A look of fear suddenly appeared on Xu Qingyuan's face, "What next...I then went back to my room. Coincidentally, my wife also woke up from a nightmare."

"Your wife also had a nightmare, the same one?"

Xiao Mu quickly grasped something.

Xu Qingyuan looked surprised, a bitter smile on his face, "Mr. Mu, your guess is correct. My wife encountered the same thing, she had the same dream as me."

"So I thought, this could be a big deal."

"Mr. Mu, why do you think my wife and I had the same dream? Does it predict something?"

"Predicts something?"

Xiao Mu repeated the question.

There wasn't any prediction. Both Xu Qingyuan and his wife had dreamt the truth. The truth was that their home had indeed plunged into darkness that night, cut in half height-wise, grim and terrible, as if they had really entered the netherworld.

Xiao Mu shook his head, "Mr. Xu, do you know what I saw in your courtyard?"

"Mr. Mu, did...did you discover anything?"

Xu Qingyuan was startled and he looked at Xiao Mu nervously.

He was quite aware of this transcendent's ability to see things that he couldn't. He had heard quite a few amazing stories about Xiao Mu from Li Guangyou.

Many things that Li Guangyou had failed to notice were indeed discovered by Xiao Mu.

Could it be the same with his house? Did this Mr. Mu discover anything?

Xiao Mu noted, "Mr. Xu, you were not dreaming. Your house was indeed shrouded in darkness, filled with ghost qi, like the netherworld."

"What? I...I..."

Xu Qingyuan trembled in fear, speechless with wide eyes.

He was frightened.

Seeing this, Xiao Mu suddenly regretted revealing this information so prematurely; he didn't mean to scare Xu Qingyuan this badly.

But, even if he didn't speak now, he would have to speak later. It was only a matter of time - Xu Qingyuan would be frightened sooner or later.

"Mr. Mu, you must help me, help my family."

Xu Qingyuan pleaded.

"Mr. Xu, don't worry, I'm here to help."

Xiao Mu reassured him.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu, thank you!"

Xu Qingyuan expressed gratitude tearfully and ceaselessly.

"Continue your story. Apart from this, did you notice anything else unusual?"

Xiao Mu asked again.

"Other unusual occurrences? Yes."

Xu Qingyuan responded immediately, "What happened next was last night. I had a strange dream, no, not just me, my father did too, he even fell ill because of this. We had the same strange dream."

When it came to strange dreams, considering what Xiao Mu had just said about his house looking like it had fallen into the netherworld, Xu Qingyuan was overwhelmed with fear.

Previously, he had only thought it was a coincidence.

Now, if the dream he had the night before last was real, then wasn't the dream from last night real too?

"What did you dream about?"

Xiao Mu asked again.

Xu Qingyuan's face turned bitter as he said, "First, I dreamt about voices in the courtyard. It seemed like many people were being escorted in. There were footsteps, shouts, sounds of objects being smashed, and even digging sounds. It was as if some work was being done."

"Work?"

Xiao Mu seemed confused.

He couldn't help but ponder.

Why would this be?

An evil ghost was making a racket at the Xu's house. Was it preparing for some kind of project?

A ritual?

Or a summons?

Or perhaps digging up something?

Things seemed strange. Based on his previous findings, Xiao Mu faintly felt that the incident that occurred at the Xu Family this time was significant, even more serious than the situation at Li Guangyou's house.

"Yes."

Xu Qingyuan nodded.

"I was startled and got up to look around, but found nothing."

"So I went back to sleep, only to dream about a few evil ghosts barging into my room, and dragging me away. I screamed, cursed, and pleaded, but all to no avail. As soon as we stepped outside, these evil ghosts carried me onto a path paved with fresh blood..."

A road paved with fresh blood?

Could it be?

Xiao Mu had a thought and suddenly remembered the smell of blood he had noticed from Xu Qingyuan when they just met.

Could the so-called road covered with fresh blood have something to do with the smell of blood on Xu Qingyuan?

Why would that be?

Previously, when he smelled blood on Xu Qingyuan, Xiao Mu observed closely and sniffed carefully.

He suspected whether the blood smell emanating from Xu Qingyuan was related to the evil ghosts.

It's known that a Blood Demon should have a strong scent of blood.

Xiao Mu suspected that the blood smell on Xu Qingyuan was brought on by a Blood Demon and did a careful check, only to find it was not the case.

It was an ordinary human's smell of blood, so Xiao Mu wondered whether it was from Xu Qingyuan's own blood.

As for why Xu Qingyuan's blood would give off such a strong blood smell, Xiao Mu couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, hearing about a road paved with blood from Xu Qingyuan, Xiao Mu suddenly remembered the previous events.

A road paved with blood, seems unrelated to Xu Qingyuan?

Could it be that the blood smell on Xu Qingyuan comes from someone else?

If so, who could it be?

Why was it on Xu Qingyuan?

But then Xu Qingyuan continued, "The evil ghosts led me all the way forward, into a strange space, near something that was like an altar."

"An altar?"

Xiao Mu was startled.

Was there really an altar?

What was the evil ghost planning to do?

"Mr. Mu, is there a problem?"

Xu Qingyuan asked after a pause.

"No, please continue."

Xiao Mu shook his head, trying to keep his expression calm.

Without thinking too much, Xu Qingyuan continued, "Then those evil ghosts tied me to a pillar, and inserted something like a syringe into me. At the time, I felt as though... they were drawing my blood."

Draw blood?

Hearing this, Xiao Mu began to mull over it again.

It seems that the odd circumstances that he observed earlier where Xu Qingyuan's blood appeared to have been sucked away had unfolded right here.

No, what was being taken from Xu Qingyuan was not blood, but the spiritual energy in his bloodline.

This spiritual energy was related to his ancestors, as descendants were linked to their ancestors through their bloodline.

It seems, like the Li Guangyou's case, that the evil ghost's target was Xu Qingyuan's ancestor.

"I don't know why, but after drawing my blood, they let me go."

"Knock, knock!"

Just as he was saying this, the door was suddenly knocked.

Xu Qingyuan went to open the door, and in came a man in his forties, "Qingyuan, are you home?"

Xu Qingyuan nodded and courteously asked the man, "Enyu, what's the matter?"

Enyu, the man, sighed, "Don't mention it. I had a weird dream last night. I dreamed that I was dragged by a group of evil ghosts to work at your place for half the night. When I woke up, my back and waist were aching."

"Something feels off, so I came over to see how your house is."

With that, he peered into the courtyard of Xu Qingyuan's house with a strange look, as if he was searching for something.

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