The male supporting character was actually myself.

"This guy is really strange. He dares to do it but doesn't dare to recall it." Jiang Chen stood in front of the bed with one hand in his pocket and sneered. He raised his chin and gestured for the little white cat to move its paw. "Having a nightmare takes a lot of energy. Let's give him some more."

The fluffy dumpling held a small bowl of ghost-eating chicken soup, grinned mischievously, and pried open Murong Liangchen's mouth with a spoon. "Come on, come on, look how much my host cares about you. This is top-quality chicken soup, very nourishing!"

After finishing a small bowl of ghost food, the nightmare was almost over.

Jiang Chen set up the app so that he would dream of a haunting female ghost. The dream scene instantly transformed into a beautiful dream. Combined with the addictive and refreshing feeling deep in his soul after eating ghost food, Murong Liangchen's lips curled up slightly, and he let out a pleasant hum.

“Jiang Yulu is asleep too. She must have already seen what’s on the USB drive.” He looked down and continued operating his phone. “Then I’ll show you something exciting. I believe you’ll seize the opportunity when it’s presented to you! After all, you’re a career-driven woman whom even the original owner admired. Seizing opportunities and turning the tide is your instinct.”

Once the app was set up, it immediately started playing on a loop. Jiang Yulu, who had secretly returned to Dujiang and was staying in a small apartment, frowned slightly in her sleep, as if she was dreaming of a very unfriendly scene.

Chapter Forty: The Scapegoat and Tonics

"Clap!"

After turning off the lights and lying in bed, Murong Liangchen was just about to fall asleep when he suddenly woke up with a start and sat up. "Oh no! How could I, with my pig brain, forget the most important thing? It's all that little devil Wang Baoyi's fault for bothering me and scaring me half to death!"

He hurriedly grabbed his phone, opened the app, and skillfully entered his ID number to check information such as his graduation certificate, considering which ones he needed to destroy. However, after entering his account and password, a dialog box popped up on the screen—"Account does not exist."

"What's going on? I didn't type it wrong..." Murong Liangchen typed it in again carefully, but the result was still the same.

He paused for a moment, then opened his mobile banking app. However, after a flurry of activity, the app still showed that the account did not exist.

Holy crap! Is it haunted?!

Murong Liangchen restarted his phone and tried again. After entering his account and password, the message still said the account did not exist. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat. "Damn it! My secret stash of money! It's all in my bank account..."

The fluffy ball of fluff sat on the lamp, licking its paws and meowing. "It's not my fault, meow. I couldn't do anything about the task the main system issued. The account was going to be destroyed, so the money in it couldn't be wasted, right? My host had no choice but to reluctantly help you deal with it. Oh, and by the way, all the properties, real estate, savings, and safes under Murong Liangchen's name, we've taken care of them all for you. You're welcome! Since you want to become Murong Jiangchen so much, hehehe... then say goodbye to the identity of Murong Liangchen forever."

The little white cat gloated on the side, while Murong Liangchen was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

He couldn't log into any of the accounts associated with his real ID card. He was stunned for a while before he remembered to call the bank's customer service!

"I'm sorry, sir, the ID number you provided cannot be found in our bank's system. Please check if your ID number is correct."

My account opening information is gone?!

Murong Liangchen hung up the phone and stood there stunned for a few seconds, then patted his dizzy head. Could it be that he remembered the ID number wrong? Impossible! I've used it for so many years and know it by heart, how could I have remembered it wrong?

He thought for a moment and then dialed the service hotline of the mobile phone operator he was using. "Hello, I would like to check whose ID card is currently linked to the number I am using."

"Sir, please wait a moment... This screen shows that the phone number you are using belongs to Murong Jiangchen. Is there anything else I can help you with? Hello? *beep beep beep*"

After hanging up the phone in a daze, Murong Liangchen felt like a fish that had been pulled ashore, struggling to breathe but unable to catch his breath.

Could it be that the ghostly encounters these past few days have really caused him to have mental problems?

He jumped up and rushed to the master bedroom with the broken French windows. He eagerly opened the safe hidden behind the cabinet, the one whose combination only he knew. He entered the password and pressed the open button. His heart was pounding with nervousness!

His ID card, student ID, birth certificate, graduation photos, portraits, and other documents that could prove his identity, as well as his hidden gold and silver treasures for emergencies, were all kept inside. All he needed was an ID card…

The safe door opened silently, and a scene that shocked him slowly unfolded before his eyes—the safe was empty!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Where are my things?!" Murong Liangchen rushed over like a madman, groping and prying at the cold safe. It took him a while to accept the reality.

Devastated, Murong Liangchen sat dejectedly on the ground for a while before slowly coming to his senses.

Who else knows about this safe besides myself?

Of course it's Wang Baoyi and his disciples and grand-disciples!

His wife, Jiang Yulu, was kept completely in the dark, except when the underworld messengers came to arrest him and called him by the wrong name. In his desperate plea for Wang Baoyi's help, he blurted out his identity without thinking, even pointing out the exact location of the safe and explaining that it contained documents that could prove his true identity...

No doubt about it, it was definitely that old bastard who did it!

Without a second thought, Murong Liangchen immediately targeted Wang Baoyi. Besides the fact that he was a habitual offender who raised ghost children, how could those young people know those methods when they had never even been to the underworld?

Damn it, what exactly is Wang Baoyi trying to do?

Given his abilities, it shouldn't be difficult for him to instruct a kid to steal documents and valuables. Furthermore, with his special status and right to speak, it would be possible for him to transfer money from the bank card and cancel the account through special channels of the relevant departments after obtaining the ID card, right?

Why did he bind all his phone numbers to Murong Jiangchen's name?

Is he trying to threaten me?

The more he thought about it, the more logical it seemed. Murong Liangchen narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Trying to blackmail me with this? You didn't realize you've done me a huge favor! Once I get rid of you, there will only be one Murong Jiangchen in the world!"

Far away in Listening Wind Valley, Wang Baoyi, unaware that a huge black pot had been carelessly thrown down from the sky, suddenly opened his eyes from his meditative cultivation. He did some calculations with his fingers and couldn't help but frown slightly. "The Ze Shui Kun hexagram? An omen of gradually entering a state of suffering, an ominous sign... The question is, where does the crisis come from?"

He pondered for a moment and concluded that he had done nothing wrong recently and should not have offended anyone.

"It seems I'm about to undergo tribulation; I need to hurry up and cultivate to increase my strength..."

Wang Baoyi sighed deeply, then closed his eyes and began to meditate in quiet contemplation.

"Hello? Mr. Murong? What's up?" Duan Tang, who had just returned to the hotel to wash up and prepare to rest, was a little puzzled when he answered the phone. What was that kid up to in the middle of the night, so weak that he couldn't even stand up straight?

Murong Liangchen held his phone and said in a low voice with a smile, "I'm sorry to bother Master Duan, but I have some things I'd like to ask you about again. Please don't think I'm being a bother."

"No trouble at all, Mr. Murong, just ask me anything, and I'll answer to the best of my ability." Duan Tang said politely, thinking to himself, "The three of us brothers came here specifically to 'answer your questions,' so don't be shy, it's all just a way to fool me anyway."

Murong Liangchen changed his lying position, wanting to verify his previous deduction through Master Duan's words, so that he wouldn't slander Wang Baoyi for no reason.

"So, I wanted to ask if the little ghost I'm raising can move real-world valuables? For example, is it possible for a ghost to take things out of a safe?"

"Of course! Haven't you heard of the Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth? The little ghosts they raise can all move things. Let alone a simple safe, they can even silently move things sealed dozens of meters underground. However, this kind of behavior is a huge crime, much more serious than ordinary theft, especially if the little ghosts touch things belonging to banks or government departments. In severe cases, they will be struck by lightning and punished by the heavens! Therefore, even if you raise little ghosts, you usually won't do such a thing."

Ha, it was definitely Wang Baoyi who did it, no doubt about it!

That damn old bastard made so much money off me, yet he barely scratched Murong Jiangchen... Wait, why would that guy, who was doing so well in the underworld, specifically spend money to bring me over to negotiate peace?

There's definitely something fishy going on here!

"Another question: if I mean if a relative has passed away and is doing well in the underworld, can their relatives in the human world affect their life?"

When Duan Tang heard him ask such a vague and evasive question, he knew that his benefactor, Murong Jiangchen, had specifically instructed him to come up with a cover-up.

"It depends on the specific circumstances, but usually both sides will be affected to some extent. When we ordinary people worship our ancestors, we ask them to bless us with peace and prosperity. If we are doing well in the underworld, we will naturally bless us in the human world with good fortune and smooth sailing. Sometimes, they may even help us ward off disasters."

Similarly, if one in the human realm harbors love, kindness, and concern for deceased relatives, it can enhance their fortune or ward off some negative influences. Conversely, if close relatives or friends harbor resentment towards deceased relatives and constantly hurl insults or curses at them, the deceased's fortune will be negatively affected.

Generally, the closer the relationship, the more easily they influence each other. When everyone is harmonious, united, and working together, both sides naturally prosper—this is what the common saying means: "Harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things."

After hearing the explanation, Murong Liangchen suddenly understood. No wonder! Only heaven, earth, he, and I knew about Murong Jiangchen's death. The two of them were brothers born of the same mother and were very close in blood. If he hadn't bowed his head and made peace, I would hate him so much that my teeth would itch whenever I thought about it. He would have no peace or good fortune in the underworld!

Since that's the case, there's no need to worry about that kid causing trouble. He's doing very well now and can't wait to distance himself from me so he can take over the legacy left by our ancestors.

The remaining task is to figure out how to deal with Wang Baoyi. He secretly did me a huge favor, leaving only Murong Jiangchen in the world so he no longer has to worry about his identity being exposed. In return, I must find a way to give him a "big gift"...

Feeling quite pleased with himself, Murong Liangchen exchanged a few polite words, hung up the phone, and went to bed.

The most urgent thing is to get my body back in good shape, then accumulate good karma and diligently try to get my wife pregnant and give birth as soon as possible—the more the better! Ideally, I should also get those girls pregnant and give birth to sons for me. The more sons I have, the more descendants I'll have to burn paper money for in the future. When it comes to my death, only my own bloodline can be relied upon…

………………

"Dad, I'm back at the company headquarters." Jiang Yulu's voice was hoarse and trembling with a hint of tears. She took a deep breath, gripped her phone tightly, and whispered, "I just got back and received a big gift!"

The night in Dujiang was gloomy with dark clouds, and the wind outside the window was howling stronger and stronger.

The Murong Group headquarters building was only lit by a few scattered lights. Jiang Yulu sat slumped in a chair, the night wind making the curtains flutter. In the unlit office, only the computer screens emitted a dim light.

The screen was showing her husband, Murong Jiangchen, and several flirtatious women putting on a spectacular show in her newlywed room that you couldn't see for free.

"I want a divorce, and I want him to pay for his betrayal!" After the other person said something, Jiang Yulu gritted her teeth and said, "He dared to play with my feelings, I'll ruin his reputation!"

Having weathered many storms throughout her life, she discussed the matter with her father for a while. By the time she hung up the phone, Jiang Yulu had recovered from her extreme anger and grief. Fortunately, she realized the situation in time; she hadn't become too deeply involved, and they didn't have any children, so it was still possible to extricate herself.

Being able to remain calm and collected in the business world shows that she is by no means a delicate young girl lacking assertiveness and courage.

First and foremost, we must not alert the enemy!

You must pretend you know nothing and then gather more evidence that is in your favor.

Secondly, we must seize the great opportunity that Murong Jiangchen has no control over the company's affairs and that we have everything under our control. With my father's help, we should take the short-selling of the Murong Group step by step and transfer assets through legal means.

Finally, if evidence of the other party's infidelity is presented, under current law, he can be forced to leave with nothing and will not be able to obtain any marital property. In the end, the premarital property will only be a collection of empty shell companies.

"Ha... Murong Jiangchen, I've been more than kind to you." Jiang Yulu looked at the blank white screen and sneered, "Not saddled you with a huge debt was already the last bit of kindness I could show you. I loved you wholeheartedly, protected you, and shared your burdens, and you actually did this..."

Jiang Yulu held the USB drive in her hand with a solemn expression. She was quite suspicious of the person who had revealed the truth. Who could have done it?

Judging from the camera angle and distance, both of these videos, which are considered conclusive evidence, were taken at close range in selfie mode. It is highly likely that Murong Jiangchen filmed them herself while cheating, intending to keep them for future reference.

But who would discover such a well-hidden video, copy it, and then quietly place it on their desk?

After finding the USB drive, she checked the security footage, but she had been abroad recently and hadn't been working at headquarters, so no one had entered her office. The footage didn't show any suspicious individuals approaching the locked office. Who was it? And what was their motive for secretly helping her?

There were many suspicious points in this matter, so Jiang Yulu had to be on her guard.

She had to ensure that no one noticed anything unusual about her methods of shorting the Murong Group. She needed to hurry up and implement her plan, then file for divorce. Once she was completely absolved of any involvement, she would naturally have plenty of ways to ruin his reputation!

Murong Jiangchen, when you were pursuing me, you showered me with sweet words and made all sorts of promises. How long has it been since you caught me cheating on you with so many women? This is simply too much...

"Achoo!" In his hazy sleep, Murong Liangchen sneezed and his whole body trembled slightly.

He slept very restlessly.

It seemed like he had just closed his eyes, unsure whether he was asleep or awake, when he found himself back in that large apartment in Kyoto. He saw another "self" standing in front of the mirror, carefully selecting accessories for a custom-made suit. He was taking his selection very seriously, clearly valuing his upcoming appearance.

"It's that dream again!" Murong Liangchen suddenly snapped out of his daze. Yes, it was that nightmare again!

Next, I will take advantage of Murong Jiangchen's inattention to put a large amount of anesthetic into his water glass, then smother him to death and drag him to the bathroom, where I will use the tools I have prepared to dismember him into eight pieces.

Warm, pungent blood splattered on his face, into the bathtub, on the walls, and on the floor, before being washed away little by little by the cold water down the drain. The chopped bones were soaked in chemicals before being flushed down the toilet...

He wanted to turn over so he could wake up and escape this bloody nightmare.

But Murong Liangchen could only let out a weak groan, his gaze following the dream as it continued. He didn't want to see, didn't want to remember, the warm, slippery feel of blood and flesh, and even less did he want to remember the other person's face and the trembling fingers that were still slightly trembling after being chopped off!

Lying on the comfortable bed, Murong Liangchen was breathing rapidly. He felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but he couldn't control his body. He wanted to shout and wake up, but he could only passively immerse himself in the dream and couldn't extricate himself.

"This guy is really strange. He dares to do it but doesn't dare to recall it." Jiang Chen stood in front of the bed with one hand in his pocket and sneered. He raised his chin and gestured for the little white cat to move its paw. "Having a nightmare takes a lot of energy. Let's give him some more."

The fluffy dumpling held a small bowl of ghost-eating chicken soup, grinned mischievously, and pried open Murong Liangchen's mouth with a spoon. "Come on, come on, look how much my host cares about you. This is top-quality chicken soup, very nourishing!"

After finishing a small bowl of ghost food, the nightmare was almost over.

Jiang Chen set up the app so that he would dream of a haunting female ghost. The dream scene instantly transformed into a beautiful dream. Combined with the addictive and refreshing feeling deep in his soul after eating ghost food, Murong Liangchen's lips curled up slightly, and he let out a pleasant hum.

“Jiang Yulu is asleep too. She must have already seen what’s on the USB drive.” He looked down and continued operating his phone. “Then I’ll show you something exciting. I believe you’ll seize the opportunity when it’s presented to you! After all, you’re a career-driven woman whom even the original owner admired. Seizing opportunities and turning the tide is your instinct.”

Once the app was set up, it immediately started playing on a loop. Jiang Yulu, who had secretly returned to Dujiang and was staying in a small apartment, frowned slightly in her sleep, as if she was dreaming of a very unfriendly scene.

Chapter 41 Finding the Crime Scene