In ancient times, they secretly became gods in the deep mountains.

Chapter 65 Could it be that the house is haunted?
Unable to obtain any useful information from her father, Wu Minmin decided to follow her own intuition and investigate the source of the fabric and all the people she had come into contact with.

"Minmin, you must have had a sleepless night in the jail. Rest for a few hours first, there's no rush."

Seeing the dark circles under her granddaughter's eyes, Grandma Wu lovingly touched her haggard face.

Wu Minmin had no intention of resting; she wanted to find the truth as soon as possible to get out of the predicament. However, she was already exhausted, both physically and mentally, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find anything even with her tired body.

She rubbed her temples and nodded: "Okay, I'm going to take a nap first."

"Grandma, I will definitely find out the truth and I won't let anything happen to the family!" she promised.

Grandma Wu's eyes were filled with tears: "Good child, Grandma knows, go and rest now!"

After settling the officials in, Wu Minmin went to her boudoir.

She dragged her tired body back to her room, lay down on the soft bed, let out a long sigh, and closed her eyes tightly.

Exhaustion made her mind sluggish and unable to think, and she fell asleep soon after.

"Tick tock..."

In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, she seemed to hear the sound of water dripping on a wooden board, but she was too tired to open her eyes to see what it was.

"Whoosh~~" A cold breath crept into her blanket, and Wu Minmin shivered violently. She wondered, it's not even winter yet, is it really this cold?

"Cuckoo..."

"Dong dong dong."

It sounded as if someone was tiptoeing on the wooden board, making a slight creaking sound.

"Ho-"

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen solid.

Suddenly, she felt someone standing motionless by the bed, staring at her. Instinctively, she felt a pair of hands about to grab her neck, and a strong sense of crisis dispelled her drowsiness.

"Huff, huff!" She opened her eyes and gasped for breath, her eyes wide and her heart pounding.

She looked towards the bedside, but there was nothing there.

It seems she was so worried about the fabric shop that she had such a nightmare.

She muttered, "I don't think I was dreaming."

She glanced at the sky outside; there were still several hours until noon. She covered herself with the blanket and went back to sleep. This time, she didn't feel that suffocating fear and primal dread. She slept soundly.

"Miss!"

At noon, her maid, Xiao Cui, called her to have lunch.

After washing up, Wu Minmin went to have lunch. After lunch, she went to the storeroom with the officials, maids, and servants. She wanted to check the fabrics to see if anyone had done anything to them.

She pointed to the mountain of fabric: "Take all those fabrics apart, I want to inspect them myself, and bring all the finished garments over too."

The maids and servants worked for most of the day before finally bringing the cloth to her.

The fabrics produced by the Wu family were all from the south, which was extremely rare in Xiping County, located in the northwest. This was the reason why the Wu family's cloth shop was famous in Xiping County. Southern fabrics and clothing were mostly exquisite and simple, which was in stark contrast to the gorgeous and luxurious fabrics produced in the northwest.

This simplicity brings peace of mind and body.

The Wu family spent a lot of effort to purchase plain fabrics from the south, and then added the unique Vermilion Bird pattern from the northwest, revealing a sense of luxury in the simplicity.

As a result, Wu Family Cloth Shop made a fortune. When Wu Minmin took over the business, she added her own ideas, and the business reached new heights.

But now, he is infamous.

Thinking of the villagers who stood at her doorstep, hurling insults and throwing rotten vegetable leaves at the Wu family, she examined the clothes even more carefully. She changed into a garment that had just been made at her own fabric shop and felt the changes. She shook her head helplessly, as it seemed that nothing had changed. What could have gone wrong?

Why do maggots grow on fabrics and clothes?
"Miss!"

“Your cuffs…” Xiao Cui stared in horror at the dress her mistress had just changed into.

Wu Minmin looked down and immediately frowned. She saw several rows of soft, damp, fleshy worms wriggling lazily on her sleeve, a sight that sent chills down her spine. "Ugh—"

A strange smell assaulted her nostrils. She pounded her chest, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and spat out a few mouthfuls of sour liquid. The smell was truly awful.

She exclaimed in surprise, "It seems the problem really lies with the fabric and clothing!"

"But why? These fabrics were all purchased from acquaintances, and no one tampered with them during transport. Even the people who handled these fabrics were loyal old servants from my household. Where exactly did things go wrong?"

Wu Minmin was completely baffled.

She let out a long breath, feeling extremely frustrated. This feeling of helplessness made her feel incredibly defeated, and her usually sharp mind seemed to collapse at this moment.

"Miss, let me remove the maggots for you. I heard from people outside that these maggots not only bite people, but they also can't be washed off. As long as you wear our clothes, you'll get maggots on other clothes too." Xiao Cui looked at her worriedly.

Wu Minmin waved her hand and continued to examine the fabric: "No need. Since it can't be washed off, let's not waste our energy. We need to find the truth and solve the problem before this matter can be resolved."

An afternoon passed without any results.

She was exhausted and her mind was a complete mess.

The elders in her family also shared her worries.

"What should we do? I think we should do as I said and go to see the Golden Saint Goddess, and ask her to bless us to find the truth quickly. Otherwise, we can only watch helplessly as the cloth shop closes down, and we won't even be able to save Minmin's life," Wu Huier said anxiously.

Husband Zhang Heng, like a considerate bedmate, said: "Hui'er, there are no gods in this world. It's probably just gossip among the ladies. Don't take it too seriously. The most important thing right now is to help Minmin find the problem. Then the trouble at home will naturally be resolved."

Grandma Wu looked at her not-so-bright daughter with a headache: "Your husband is right. Instead of pinning our hopes on a non-existent deity, we should help Minmin more."

She said with exasperation, "Why can't you grow up!"

Wu Huier puffed out her cheeks and shut up under her mother's stern gaze.

Back in her room that evening, Wu Minmin had something on her mind, but she also felt that the temperature inside was much cooler than during the day, as if she had suddenly gone from summer to winter.

She lay down wearily, ignoring the maggots wriggling on her body. There was nothing she could do; even after changing her clothes, they would still appear. These maggots looked terrifying, but they couldn't actually kill her.

"Tick tock."

In my sleep, I heard the sound of water droplets, sometimes near, sometimes far.

"Thump, thump, thump." The sound of toes touching the ground came again, but she didn't notice it at all.

The next day, she discovered that the floor was covered in water stains.

She called out, "Xiao Cui!"

"Miss." Xiao Cui quickly pushed the door open and came in.

"What happened to the water on the ground? Did some maid spill the water I used to wash my face? Quickly call someone to clean it up."

Wu Minmin got up and got out of bed, accidentally stepping on a water stain with her bare feet.

She was provoked: "Hiss!"

"Good ice!"

"Hey? The maid who was supposed to help Miss wash her face is still outside. She hasn't come in. Where did this water come from on the floor? That's strange!"

Xiao Cui, puzzled, instructed her maid to wipe the water off the floor.

All day long, Wu Minmin was checking the activities of the surrounding cloth shop owners, but she couldn't see anything unusual about any of them.

Exhausted and somewhat desperate, Wu Minmin lamented, "I've gained nothing again today!"

She chuckled to herself, wondering if it was really true, as her mother had said, that the house was unclean.

She flicked the maggots off her cuff, stomped them to death, and frowned as she looked at the bite marks on her arm, lost in thought.

"Corpse worm?"