The male supporting character was actually myself.

"Where am I?" Jiang Yulu was confused for a moment before realizing that she was having a lucid dream.

While in the dream, she tried to break free from control, but could only vaguely see the general layout of the room. It was a tastefully decorated large apartment that looked very unfamiliar, and she was sure it was not a scene she had ever seen before.

A man whose face is obscured (no, that's not right) is standing in front of a mirror, carefully selecting a watch and cufflinks to match. He seems to be in a good mood, perhaps because he's going to attend a grand event or to see the girl he loves.

Jiang Yulu was carefully examining the man standing in front of the mirror whose figure she couldn't quite make out, trying to figure out who he was.

However, her gaze suddenly shifted, and she almost cried out in surprise—there was another person standing in a hidden corner of the living room! When Jiang Yulu in her dream saw the other person's face clearly, she couldn't help but shudder; it was actually her husband, Murong Jiangchen!

Could it be that what you think about during the day manifests in your dreams at night?

Just as she was wondering, Murong Jiangchen, who was hiding in a secluded corner, tiptoed and put something into the water glass on the table. The liquid quickly dissolved into the water and left no trace.

The man in front of the mirror seemed to have chosen his accessories. He slowly walked over, sat on the sofa, picked up his water glass, and took a couple of sips.

Jiang Yulu "stood" there, watching the other person pass by, but still couldn't make out his face or his exact size. Meanwhile, Murong Jiangchen had already quietly retreated to a corner, staring at the man who had drunk water like a hunter, a terrifying smile appearing on his face.

She suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the man who drank the water soon slumped onto the sofa as if he had fallen asleep.

Murong Jiangchen stopped hiding cautiously. He walked out from the corner, poured out the remaining water in the cup, then took a tie from the cabinet, walked over to the unconscious man, put it around his neck, and then used all his strength to tighten it!

"Oh my god! He... he killed someone! Help! Someone help me!" Jiang Yulu screamed in terror, but in the dream, she couldn't affect the other person's every move.

So, with her mind perfectly clear, she could only watch helplessly as the man sleeping on the sofa convulsed for a moment before dying. Murong Jiangchen then went forward, took off his clothes and threw them aside, dragged the body to the bathroom, threw it into the bathtub, and then began to dismember the body!

Everything was so close, Jiang Yulu could almost feel the warm, sticky sensation of blood splattering on her body.

She could do nothing but watch as Murong Jiangchen chopped the strangled man into pieces, the splattered blood being washed into the sewers by the water.

The chunks of meat and bones were gradually chopped into pieces, soaked in some unknown substance, and then flushed down the toilet little by little.

Jiang Yulu was horrified and her stomach churned, but the dream didn't end after the body was disposed of. She saw Murong Jiangchen take a shower in the bathroom where the body had been dismembered, change into a clean set of clothes, and then dress himself up neatly, wearing a watch, exquisite cufflinks, and a uniquely designed pearl tie clip.

“I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before… His tie clip looks so familiar…” She stared at Murong Jingchen, who was humming a little tune and was in a great mood, and felt a chill run down her spine as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She remembered!

When I first met Murong Jiangchen to discuss cooperation, he was wearing this outfit and this tie clip!

In the dream, he got dressed, closed the door, and went out. Jiang Yulu stood on the balcony watching Murong Jiangchen drive away slowly in that familiar car. So it really was the first time they met...

"Ah!" she screamed and sat up in bed.

The sound of rain pattering outside the window made Jiang Yulu shiver as she turned on the bedside lamp. The soft, warm light filled the small bedroom, giving her a sense of security.

Why do I have such terrible dreams?

She rubbed her face but found that the scenes from her dream were imprinted in her mind as if they had just happened and she couldn't get rid of them.

Perhaps the dream was so terrifying that it remains so vivid in one's memory...

Lately, her dreams have been strange. First, she dreamt of Murong Jiangchen having an affair with another woman, and then a mysteriously appearing USB drive confirmed the dream. Then, tonight, she had a dream where she keenly sensed something eerie. Could it be that she had suddenly awakened some kind of ability, causing the dead to send her dreams?

Jiang Yulu quickly made up her mind. Since she had returned to the country quietly and no one knew, as long as the news was kept secret, Murong Jiangchen would not suspect anything.

Kyoto, where I first met him, should be a good place to find the properties under Murong Jiangchen's name, based on the specific appearance of the neighborhood in my dream.

Try to find that bathroom and search for evidence; you might make an unexpected discovery!

If there were truly evidence to prove that Murong Jiangchen had killed someone, everything would be very simple... However, who exactly was the person whose face was unclear in the dream? Why was he leisurely choosing accessories in Murong Jiangchen's house like the owner of the house? And why did Murong Jiangchen want to kill him?

A host of questions swirled in her mind, and even after calming down, Jiang Yulu couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

She only managed to doze off briefly when it was just before dawn, but her dreams were still filled with recurring scenes of murder and dismemberment. So much so that when the alarm rang, Jiang Yulu got out of bed with her mind filled with images of murder, dismemberment, and blood splattering everywhere.

"This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well tonight." She sighed softly as she brushed her teeth and looked at her reflection in the mirror, noting her rather heavy dark circles.

Both dreams were related to Murong Jiangchen and dead people. Hopefully, after finding evidence and getting rid of him, I won't have these terrible dreams anymore...

The air was so fresh in the early morning after the rain, as if it had been washed clean. The new green leaves and flowers, soaked with water, looked even more beautiful.

Murong Liangchen opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling as if his illness had worsened.

I felt a little better before I went to bed yesterday, but now it feels like there's an even bigger stone pressing on my chest, and I'm having trouble breathing. It's a bright and sunny day outside, but I'm shivering from the cold even though I'm curled up in my thick blankets.

"Young Master, the kitchen made some simple breakfast this morning, please have something to eat for now." The butler pushed open the door and brought in a bowl of hot porridge and a few side dishes. "Master Duan instructed that the diet should be light so that it is easy to digest. These past few days have caused many people to resign. I got up early this morning and transferred some people from the other courtyard, which is enough for now. When you are feeling better, you should hire some more people."

Murong Liangchen struggled to sit up but couldn't. The butler had to help him up. He leaned weakly against the headboard, looking so thin that a gust of wind could blow him away.

"Young Master, after you finish your meal, I'll arrange for a car to take you to the hospital for a check-up." The butler was quite worried, seeing that he was barely clinging to life.

Murong Liangchen gave a weak hum in agreement.

"Forget it, I won't eat anymore." He scooped up two spoonfuls of hot porridge and took a bite of vegetables, but he couldn't taste anything. It was tasteless and hard to swallow, so he pushed the food aside and waved his hand, refusing to eat anymore.

The housekeeper tried to persuade him a few times, but to no avail. He thought to himself that he should take him to the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise it would be troublesome if something happened.

"It's not tasty at all, it has no flavor at all." Murong Liangchen sighed, then couldn't help but lick his lips as he recalled the exquisite taste he had experienced in the underworld.

One bite and you're so immersed in the deliciousness you feel like you're flying – that's what eating is all about!

He glanced disdainfully at the congee and side dishes, thinking, "Even pigs in the underworld wouldn't eat this rubbish!"

When will things get better so I can max out my good karma, plant the seeds, and then hurry down to claim the inheritance and enjoy myself, without having to suffer in the human world anymore.

The fluffy dumpling stretched, rubbed its ears and washed its face, and chuckled, "You're welcome. If you don't like eating human food, I'll give you extra food every night from now on, so you won't have time to bother my host."

It glanced around, then took out its phone to send a message to its host who had gone off to pick up girls.

[Xiao Bai: Host, the protagonist looks even weaker, but his protagonist halo hasn't worn off yet. Do you think he might suddenly unleash his halo and cause trouble?]

Having just finished his cultivation, Jiang Chen sat on the table, swinging his long legs as he watched Bai Ling tidy up the house.

"You said before that Wang Baoyi had exceptional talent, so how could he achieve such high cultivation levels at just over fifty?" He tilted his head, looking at the bustling Listening Wind Valley outside, and asked curiously, "Are you sure he really has exceptional talent, and not that he used some kind of trick?"

Bai Ling, having tidied the bedding, looked at him with slight confusion. "It's common knowledge that Grandmaster Uncle is highly talented. This is Tingfeng Valley, a gathering place for top experts. Who would dare to use unorthodox methods? Besides..."

She smoothed her hair, frowned slightly, and shook her head, saying, "I've only just entered the valley and don't know much about the Celestial Masters. Is there really a shortcut to cultivation?"

“Isn’t dual cultivation a shortcut?” Jiang Chen shrugged and laughed. “Actually, I’m a new ghost and don’t know much. I don’t understand the various ways of cultivation. But I thought about how some of my friends were tricked and thought that maybe… even without a contracted spirit ghost, some people would find alternative ways to increase their cultivation.”

"Scammed? Who got scammed?"

Jiang Chen thought for a moment and briefly recounted the experiences of Duan Tang and the others, then offered his own conjecture: "Besides those evil heretics who devour ghosts, I suddenly had an idea after trying dual cultivation."

Celestial Masters are all of pure Yang constitution, right? While spirits are the embodiment of Yin, so only by cultivating together can we achieve Yin-Yang harmony and accelerate our cultivation.

If there are no spirits or ghosts, wouldn't it have a similar effect to cultivate with someone of extremely yin constitution?

Bai Ling pondered for a moment, her eyes brightening as she nodded in agreement. "Very likely! After all, dual cultivation with someone of the Yin constitution isn't illegal, but... if we really did that, wouldn't we be using that person of the Yin constitution as a vessel? Like... a furnace?"

“A Taoist master with a conscience would never do such a thing. However, it’s not necessarily true of someone like Wang Baoyi. He’s willing to suppress and expel me for a few coins. What wouldn’t he do?”

“I happen to have my grandmaster’s class today, maybe I can find out some information!” Bai Ling’s beautiful eyes darted around as she lowered her voice and said, “It’s perfect timing to try out the teleportation technique you just taught me.”

Jiang Chen frowned and refused outright, "No, you're too green to do this kind of probing. Leave the finding of evidence to me. Just focus on attending class, paying attention to his actions, and don't take any risks."

She said anxiously, "You absolutely can't go! Listening Wind Valley is full of Celestial Masters; you could easily be surrounded and attacked!"

"Anyway, there's no rush. I can investigate when I'm stronger enough. Don't take any risks. I'm just suggesting an idea. Maybe Wang Baoyi really is just naturally talented."

"Well, he almost killed you without even asking what happened, that's practically murder. It's understandable that you want to investigate him, but don't act rashly. I'm worried you'll be beaten to death before you find any evidence..."

The two chatted for a few minutes before the bell rang for class. Bai Ling reluctantly reminded him to be careful before heading off to class with a pile of books.

Jiang Chen then opened her phone to reply to the little white cat.

[Host: Murong Liangchen isn't targeting me right now, so even if the protagonist's halo kicks in, it won't affect us for the time being. There shouldn't be anything important to keep an eye on over there. You come to Listening Wind Valley first; I need to thoroughly investigate that old bastard Wang Baoyi. He'll definitely be able to offset his merits and demerits when we go to the Underworld, so if we want him to receive the punishment he deserves, we'll have to find a way ourselves.]

[Xiao Bai: Okay, meow. Murong Liangchen is going to the hospital for a checkup, and Duan Tang and the others are keeping an eye on him. I'm going to Tingfeng Valley right now! Will the host be waiting for me there?]

[Host: I need to check if things are going well with Jiang Yulu. While the main system isn't issuing random tasks, I need to hurry and kill the protagonist.]

[Little White: Okay, meow.jpg]

After putting away his phone, Jiang Chen's figure dissipated into a wisp of black mist and disappeared from Bai Ling's room.

Jiang Yulu boarded a plane to Beijing without even having breakfast.

She looked out the window at the airport slowly descending and the car that had been waiting for her for a long time, feeling a mix of unease and nervous anticipation.

The father of the richest man naturally has a very strong network of connections.

After a brief description of the vivid scene from her memory, the branch manager in Beijing quickly found the residential complex she had dreamed of—No. 1 Courtyard.

By comparing 3D real-view images, Jiang Yulu was able to pinpoint the building number while on the road.

Finding out the owner of a high-end apartment in a residential complex is not difficult for them, especially since they even know the building number. By the time she got off the plane and sped off to No. 1 Courtyard, her father had already sent his capable assistant to get the key to the apartment on the third floor of Building 6, registered under Murong Jiangchen's name.

“There should be surveillance cameras inside, so we cut off the power and internet.” Her capable assistant explained to her, “These two are the most experienced staff members in Beijing. If a murder really happened inside, as long as the entire house hasn’t been completely demolished and renovated, we will definitely be able to find some clues.”

Jiang Yulu shook hands with the two staff members who looked like big shots, exchanged a few simple pleasantries, and then followed her capable assistant into the room.

"Yes, this is it!" Her palms sweated with excitement at the sight of the living room layout. Pointing to the clean sofa, she said, "Right here, I..."

She didn't know how to describe it; after all, it was just a dream, and who would believe it if she told them?

Unexpectedly, one of the big shots smiled gently, pushed up his glasses, and said, "Having been in this line of work for a long time, I've encountered all sorts of strange and unusual things. Miss Jiang's situation is not an isolated case. Last year, I handled a case where the victim appeared in her mother's dream, not only describing her murder in great detail, but also specifying the exact location where the body was buried."

There are many things that science can't explain. Whether a murder actually happened or not, we can find out by examining the scene.

Jiang Yulu smiled gratefully and pointed to the sofa, explaining, "I saw that person drink the water with the clear liquid added, then lie down here and fall asleep before being strangled. The murderer... dragged him to the bathroom over there and dismembered his body."

Chapter 41 Finding the Crime Scene

"Where am I?" Jiang Yulu was confused for a moment before realizing that she was having a lucid dream.

While in the dream, she tried to break free from control, but could only vaguely see the general layout of the room. It was a tastefully decorated large apartment that looked very unfamiliar, and she was sure it was not a scene she had ever seen before.

A man whose face is obscured (no, that's not right) is standing in front of a mirror, carefully selecting a watch and cufflinks to match. He seems to be in a good mood, perhaps because he's going to attend a grand event or to see the girl he loves.

Jiang Yulu was carefully examining the man standing in front of the mirror whose figure she couldn't quite make out, trying to figure out who he was.

However, her gaze suddenly shifted, and she almost cried out in surprise—there was another person standing in a hidden corner of the living room! When Jiang Yulu in her dream saw the other person's face clearly, she couldn't help but shudder; it was actually her husband, Murong Jiangchen!

Could it be that what you think about during the day manifests in your dreams at night?

Just as she was wondering, Murong Jiangchen, who was hiding in a secluded corner, tiptoed and put something into the water glass on the table. The liquid quickly dissolved into the water and left no trace.

The man in front of the mirror seemed to have chosen his accessories. He slowly walked over, sat on the sofa, picked up his water glass, and took a couple of sips.

Jiang Yulu "stood" there, watching the other person pass by, but still couldn't make out his face or his exact size. Meanwhile, Murong Jiangchen had already quietly retreated to a corner, staring at the man who had drunk water like a hunter, a terrifying smile appearing on his face.

She suddenly had a bad feeling.