Evil of all ages

Chapter 23 My Uncle is Dead
“Sir, I suspect he is not Huang Taichu, but his father.”

Yin Tianyong asked with a tense and highly suspicious expression.

"Ah Yong, what are you saying?"

Yin Tianying was confused by his younger brother.

“I mean, he is not Huang Taichu, but Huang Tianyi, Huang Tianyi possessing his son.”

Yin Tianyong knew he hadn't expressed himself clearly, so he spoke again.

“Ah Yong, you’ve had too much to drink. How can you think this is the work of ghosts and monsters, just like those ignorant people?”

Yin Tianying scolded his younger brother, saying that he had wasted several years following the adults around.

“Tianying, your brother must have his reasons for saying that. Why don’t you listen to him first?”

Di Qingtian raised his hand to stop Yin Tianying, signaling him to calm down, and turned to look at Yin Tianyong, waiting for Yin Tianyong to continue.

"Sir, a timid and introverted person can be changed, but it is impossible for a person's entire personality to suddenly change."

"This is not a change at all, but being replaced."

“He’s only 18 years old. How can he be so neither humble nor arrogant in front of an adult like you? If it were his father, then it wouldn’t be surprising.”

"After death, he becomes a ghost and possesses the power of ghosts and gods. Only people fear him, not the other way around. So naturally, he can act without fear in front of you, sir."

“Look at his skin again. Compared to the other prison guards, isn’t he excessively clean and excessively white?”

"According to our intelligence, he used to be quite tall and thin, but now he's gained weight."

“If it were just normal weight gain, it would be fine, but he has gained weight like this in the last few days. You can’t tell that he used to be tall and thin.”

“He can grow like this in just a few days. Even someone who has mastered special martial arts can do it, but he is just an ordinary person.”

"What really makes me suspicious of him is that the prison is full of flies and mosquitoes, and a martial artist can keep mosquitoes away."

"When I brought him here, I thought the mosquitoes were afraid to come near because of me."

"As a result, I found that the mosquitoes were a good seven or eight zhang away from us. You know, even I can only keep the mosquitoes a foot or two away from me."

"If he wasn't possessed by an evil spirit, how could an ordinary person like him have mosquitoes avoiding him like the plague?"

Yin Tianyong revealed the reason why Huang Taichu was possessed by an evil spirit.

After hearing his brother's words, Yin Tianying wanted to refute them, but didn't know how. He simply couldn't explain these strange phenomena.

"This is the feeling of knowing he has a problem but not knowing what to do about it."

Di Qingtian sighed. He knew better than anyone that Huang Taichu's story was full of flaws, but he just couldn't find any solid evidence.

He didn't advocate using torture, especially since He Rongjiang and the others wouldn't allow him to.

“Continue to observe him, and record his every move.”

Di Qingtian gave instructions to Yin Tianying.

……

As soon as Huang Taichu returned, Ren Zhengnian and the others surrounded him. Besides asking Di Qingtian how he interrogated him, they also talked about his father.

When they talked about his father, everyone was excited and thrilled, as if his father had returned.

Huang Taichu didn't want to shatter Ren Zhengnian and the others' illusions, so he used the excuse that he was tired to return to his private room.

Take out the envelope and read the letter inside.

The contents were not many; it was just his younger brother, Huang Taihong, reporting that he was safe.

He said he made many good brothers in the military camp.

What does it feel like to kill an enemy for the first time?

Tell him, as his older brother, not to worry; he will take good care of himself.

He also urged his older brother to marry early, hoping that when he returned, his brother would already have children.

"Seriously, no matter what world you're in, you're bound to get pressured to get married as you get older."

"Just getting married and having children is the life of an ordinary person."

"I'm relatively long-lived, so I'm not against getting married and having children, and I'm not afraid of parents outliving their children."

"But you still have to be selective. If you can't find one you like, you have to find one that you can look at comfortably."

"No rush, take your time. If you're physically and mentally exhausted, the girls in the brothel will understand..."

After thinking for a moment, Huang Taichu decided to write a letter back to his younger brother.

Aside from some everyday family matters, the content mainly revolves around telling the younger brother to protect himself and not to always be thinking about getting ahead, which could put him in danger.

After finishing the letter, Huang Taichu added a layer of recitation to the letter paper.

The content of the letter is not important; what matters is the thin layer of thought on the letter paper.

As long as Huang Taichu's younger brother opens the envelope and takes out the letter, the thin layer of spiritual energy attached to the letter will condense into a Greedy World-Devouring Gu and enter his brother's body. This only works on his younger brother; it cannot be activated when anyone else opens the letter.

That way, he'll know if his younger brother is in danger.

He didn't take the letter to Chang Xingde, but went to Di Qingtian instead, knowing that Di Qingtian had people watching his every move.

The letter was handed to Chang Xingde, but before it could be delivered, it had already ended up in Di Qingtian's hands. It would have been better to hand it to Di Qingtian first, let him read it, and then deliver it for him.

"You wanted to deliver a letter to your brother, so why did you send it to me?"

Di Qingtian calmly looked at Huang Taichu and asked.

"My lord, I am now your primary focus. How could you not be curious about the contents of the letter once it has been sent out?"

"Instead of doing that, why don't you read the contents of the letter first, and then deliver it for me?"

After finishing his sentence, Huang Taichu put down the letter and took his leave.

"Did I forget something?"

When Di Qingtian saw Huang Taichu leave after putting down the letter, he felt that he had forgotten something.

"Sir, he didn't pay."

Yin Tianying reminded her.

Sending letters home isn't free; it requires money to bribe officials, since each checkpoint and messenger takes a cut.

Upon hearing this, Di Qingtian's lips twitched; he had been taken advantage of for free.

"No way. Not to mention a stranger, even if it's my friend, I'm the one who takes advantage of my friend. How can a friend take advantage of me?"

Di Qingtian felt increasingly uncomfortable and angry as he thought about it. If it were anyone else, being taken advantage of would be no big deal.

But Huang Taichu is not an option!

Who made Huang Taichu impossible for him to do anything about? Who made Huang Taichu act so confidently even though he knew he was Huang Taichu's main target?

He immediately sent Yin Tianying to ask Huang Taichu for money.

"mean"

Huang Taichu handed over three taels of silver and, in front of Yin Tianying, remarked without restraint that Di Qingtian was stingy.

Yin Tianying merely raised an eyebrow, but said nothing, and went back after receiving the money.

Just as Huang Taichu was idly thinking of playing with ants, Chang Xingde arrived.

They also brought an elderly person with them.

Huang Taichu recognized the old man; he was the old housekeeper of his uncle's family, named Fu Lao.

But Old Fu's expression was wrong; it was full of sorrow and grief.

“The jailer said someone was looking for you outside the prison, so I went to see. He said he was your uncle’s steward, so I brought him down.”

Chang Xingde said.

"Young Master Chu, something terrible has happened at home. The master has passed away, and Miss Yu'er has fainted from the shock."

Old Fu said in a hoarse voice, as if crying.

"What did you say!?"

Huang Taichu's expression darkened when he heard about his uncle's death.

He inherited all of his counterpart's memories, and although his emotions were filtered out, they still affected him to some extent.

My uncle is now dead.

This made him very unhappy.

"What happened? My uncle was perfectly fine, how could he have died?"

Huang Taichu asked.

"The restaurant was short of wine, so the master went to the winery to order a batch of wine. Who would have thought that an accident would happen on the way back."

"It's Ding Mo, the Blood Butcher, who's ranked ninth on Ghostwriter's wanted list."

"He was surrounded by a group of swordsmen and people from the Zhenwu Division. When passersby blocked his way, he went on a killing spree."

“Our master couldn’t escape in time and fell to his blade.”

Mr. Fu tried to calm himself down and recounted the story.

"Has Ding Mo, the Blood Butcher, been caught yet?"

Huang Taichu asked.

"No, he has already escaped from the capital."

(End of this chapter)