To be precise, Yu Ziqing could only confirm that the person who suffered the backlash from the power of the hungry ghost's incense was the person before him.

Although the only possible person to suffer the backlash was the White Sun Holy Mother.

As his thoughts rapidly turned, the girl in the courtyard waved at the boy.

"Brother, the city has given us grain."

The White Sun Holy Mother stood stock-still, feeling somewhat numb.

Earlier, the villagers had come to inform him that people from the city had arrived, so he had hurried back immediately.

Initially, Bianlan City was just a small town, now according to Dali's planning, it should be called a county.

Every month, people from the county would come, not only to inspect the former believers like them but mainly to assess the farming situation in the villages and mediate water disputes between villages.

He didn't pay much attention to it, as long as he went through the motions, things would be fine. If he wasn't there, it might actually prevent any issues from arising.

He hadn't expected this time to be any different.

The young man leading them was of average strength, judging by the surge of his Qi-Blood, he should be in Body Cultivation, which would be normal for a junior officer in a county.

However, the old man standing behind the young man had an extremely restrained aura, giving him an intense sense of danger.

He didn't know if the other had seen through him, but he had no choice, he could only act as usual and hope his flaws wouldn't be noticed.

"Are you Li Axiao from Aunt Li's family?"

"That's me, sir." The White Sun Holy Mother feigned some timidity and nodded.

"I heard from the village chief that your family has done well, besides grains and farming tools, you also have a mule. You can come back to the county with us later and bring your family's mule."

Yu Ziqing didn't expose him on the spot, instead, he took out his pen, and made a checkmark on the list in his notebook.

Outsiders naturally couldn't tell what this meant.

He continued wandering around the village for a while, inspecting other newly relocated former believers, before casually exiting the village.

This Xiao was the only male in his family, so the task of fetching the mule from the county naturally fell on him.

Everything seemed normal, no different from previous months.

It was just that on the road, Uncle Fu had intentionally or unintentionally placed himself between Yu Ziqing and Xiao.

Not long after they left the village, the White Sun Holy Mother suddenly spoke.

"Sir, it seems we're heading in the wrong direction, this isn't the way to the county."

Yu Ziqing suddenly stopped and sighed.

He wanted to capture the White Sun Holy Mother and take him back for research with Yang, but it seemed the guy was quite alert and didn't intend to continue the charade.

Beside him, Cece, who had heard Yu Ziqing's sigh, immediately manifested the Despair Abyss, while Wu Shuangge had already opened the lid of the toilet bucket.

Thick chains shot forth from the Abyss and the ground, instantly binding this Xiao in place.

Yu Ziqing turned his head to look at Xiao, who wore an expression of shock.

"I originally wanted to take you somewhere. However, seeing you like this, I know that if I forcefully took you, I wouldn't be able to bring you there alive."

Making the White Sun Holy Mother wish for death but unable to die was much harder than just killing him. None of them had the skill or ability for such a feat.

"S-Sir, wh-what is this place?" Xiao asked, terrified, his voice stammering.

Yu Ziqing ignored him, letting him continue pretending, while he took out a Jade Scroll, carefully searching by surname for quite a while before finally finding what he wanted.

"Found it."

Li Axiao, from the southern Dazhen, Mautun City, Da'e Village, sixteen years old, height four chi two cun, left eye injured at age seven, family fled due to farmland failure at age fifteen...

Yu Ziqing looked for quite a while at all the detailed data concerning this Li Axiao.

All this data was gathered with Su Li's help, extremely thorough.

Each family taken by those Evil Dao priests from the straw hut areas had every member's detailed information, all obtained by Su Li.

Yu Ziqing could imagine how tedious the investigation was, how difficult it must have been to gather, and knew for a fact he couldn't have done it to this extent himself.

Su Li didn't say a word and found everything for him, providing as much detail as he wanted. Even details like at what age someone stole a neighbor's chicken or spied on a widow bathing were all recorded.

Not to mention physical features, some even had simple portraits.

And clearly, the person before him, with a height of at least four chi eight cun, couldn't possibly be the recorded Axiao, as it was impossible for the real Axiao to have grown six cun taller in the half-year since famine.

Yu Ziqing confirmed the data, yet this Axiao still didn't give up, continuing the act.

But when Yu Ziqing asked the next question, he understood he was utterly exposed.

"I want to ask you something. If you answer, I'll grant you a quick death, or you can perform your demise as well.

Is this White Sun Holy Mother the same person each generation, or is a new one chosen each time?"

Even Uncle Fu, who had remained silent beside him, was a bit shocked at this moment.

"You mean to say he is the White Sun Holy Mother?"

"Impossible to be wrong. I'm a hundred percent sure, he is indeed the White Sun Holy Mother."

No one else but the White Sun Holy Mother could have suffered the backlash from the power of the hungry ghost's incense.

Had Yu Ziqing known earlier about the effects of the backlash, considering the White Sun Holy Mother hadn't fully recovered until now, he would have saved the trouble of a meticulous search, simply having Dali's people find someone with sores all over.