Mind reading saves the whole family; I'm firmly in the role of a charlatan.

Chapter 412 Turning Evil Just Like That
Xi Jingyue pricked up his ears, wanting to hear, but at this crucial moment he was called away by several elders, and unfortunately missed the opportunity to learn the truth.

Perhaps sensing the shock and panic in Du Anrao's voice, Du Hexuan quickly asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

“…No…I’m fine.”

Du Anrao appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was screaming.

[Oh no, this time it seems they're really after me!]

Du Hexuan's expression changed slightly, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, his younger sister dropped a bombshell.

[Damn, how come this birth chart is mine? That means the person who exchanged birth charts with Mr. Xi...]

Am I the unlucky one? It just goes to show you can't be too smug; even gossiping can backfire on you! Unbelievable!

"What?" Du Hexuan exclaimed in surprise. Luckily, none of them were sitting at the moment, otherwise they probably would have already slammed their fists on the table and stood up.

Du Anrao was startled. He glanced at the several Xi family relatives who were looking over with displeasure at his exclamation not far away, and quickly tugged at his third brother's sleeve, reminding him to tone it down. This was not his own home, and attracting too much attention would get him beaten.

Unfortunately, Du Hexuan was completely blinded by anger at this point.

Alright, alright, so you're going to play like this? I knew you had ulterior motives, you can't even rest in peace after you're dead. Don't think I can't do anything to you just because you're dead.

Anyone who dares to covet my sister will be dragged out and whipped even after they're dead!
Du Hexuan was so angry that he completely failed to notice the key words Du Anrao had mentioned earlier: the person who exchanged birth charts with Xi Jingyue, who had unfortunately passed away due to illness, was a girl, a deceased girl.

Li Zhaoyang was worried that Du Hexuan's emotional outburst would disrupt the Xi family's ancestral worship ceremony, resulting in all of them being driven away.

She quickly stepped forward and tugged at him, whispering a reminder: "Calm down, we can talk about it when we get back."

Du Hexuan wondered how he could remain calm. It wasn't his younger sister who was being bullied, but when he looked up, he saw his two younger sisters looking at him with worried expressions, and Du Anrao's eyes were filled with doubt and contemplation.

It was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and he immediately became quiet.

Seeing that his second brother had calmed down and that the ancestral worship ceremony at the Xi family was proceeding in an orderly manner, Du Anrao breathed a sigh of relief and was finally able to study in detail the "self" who had been taken away for a ghost marriage.

[Ms. Wang, born in Wangjia Village, L City, on the 27th day of the tenth month of the Bingxu year, died on the 15th day of the seventh month of the Renchen year. In other words, according to the book's arrangement, I died before I was six years old…]

Du Hexuan and the others: "!!!"

At this point, the second brother no longer cared about marriage certificates. His precious little sister had died so young inside. Who did it? How dare he!

Even Du Yuxi, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, suddenly frowned, her face turning terrifyingly gloomy.

Du Anrao suddenly remembered her predetermined fate in Li Qianxi's novel "The True and False Heiresses". She was abandoned by Wang Xuehe to be raised by her parents. She was forced to work at a young age and was often abused and insulted by the two old people. Moreover, because her mother was pregnant out of wedlock and had to run away from home, she was pointed at and gossiped about by the villagers, who allowed their children to isolate and bully her.

Finally, she fell ill but couldn't receive effective treatment, passing away at a young age and forever buried in that unfamiliar village, never seeing her true relatives again until her death. Now, not only Du Hexuan, but even Du Yuxi began to emanate dark energy, looking gloomy and ready to explode at any moment.

Before this, she already felt guilty about what Du Anrao had experienced over the past ten years, feeling that it was because of her that Du Anrao had suffered so much outside.

Du Yuxi knew that Du Anrao died young in the predetermined plot when they first met. At that time, she was shocked by the backgrounds of the three of them and did not think too much about it.

After calming down, he realized that the so-called plot might change, and Du Anrao had grown up so much and had been found and protected by them, so the tragedy in the original plot would definitely not be repeated.

But now she is told again that her beloved younger sister was not only abused to death by Li Qianxi's family, but also not allowed to rest in peace after death. Her birth chart was even sold to another dead person for a ghost marriage.

Du Yuxi felt dizzy just thinking about it, and her anger surged to her head, making her face contort with rage, as if she were about to breathe fire.

Li Zhaoyang was terrified, fearing that his sister would transform into Godzilla and wipe out the entire Xi family present.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Du Yuxi calmed down and leaned close to Du Hexuan to ask a question.

When they found An'an, did Mom and Dad contact Li Qianxi's relatives?

Du Hexuan knew who she wanted to ask about, and said in a deep voice, "I looked for them, but unfortunately, those two old people died in an accident a few years ago. They got off too easily."

"Oh, she's already dead." Du Yuxi's tone was a little ethereal, carrying a strange sense of melancholy and loss, which made the two of them feel a little sorry for her.

Just as I was about to say a few words of comfort to her, Du Yuxi changed the subject and said with great interest, "It's okay, so what if they died? We can go and pay our respects to them later, and loosen the soil on their graves to thank them for raising An'an in the past."

Li Zhaoyang: "???"

Wait, weren't you just yelling at that family to kill them? How come you suddenly want to visit their grave? You even said you wanted to loosen the soil on their grave...

Wait, is this what I'm thinking of—loosening the soil? Are you guys trying to dig up someone's grave?
No, little sister, how could you suddenly turn evil like that?!

Du Hexuan instantly understood his sister's meaning, and his brows relaxed.

“Yu Xi is so quick-witted. That’s the way to do it. When we go back this time, we’ll call Mom and Dad and my older brother to go over there and loosen the soil on their graves… cough cough, loosen the soil on their graves.”

Li Zhaoyang: "..." Did you just accidentally blurt out your true feelings? Oh no, another one's gone mad!
However, he could understand. If it were his two younger sisters who were in the same situation, he would definitely swing the shovel more vigorously than anyone else!

While Du Anrao and the others were unlocking new information, Xi Jingyue and the others had finally finished their prayers and were preparing to place the incense in front of their ancestors' graves.

However, something unexpected happened the next second.

The uncles from the second and third branches of the family received all the incense sticks offered in worship from the younger generation present. Just as they were about to insert them into the incense burner in front of their ancestors' graves, these incense sticks, which had been fine not long ago and were filled with wisps of smoke, were suddenly cut in half and fell to the ground.

"This……"

The elders exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions changing drastically as they looked at the remaining incense in their hands. One of them quickly realized what was happening and said, "Quickly, light some more incense."