Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Everyone, you can leave now."

Yi Zhonghai said, "Zhu Zi, go and invite the old lady over. I'll be waiting for you at home."

"Okay, sir."

"Xu Damao, come here too."

The crowd dispersed.

Inside the Jia family's house.

Sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed), Jia Zhangshi was still cursing: "That old bastard Liu Haizhong, he's really ruthless. He beat his own son to death. He deserves to be arrested, ugh!"

She cursed with spittle flying everywhere, her mouth full of blood that had dried and formed a dark brown scab. It hurt every time she moved her mouth to speak, but she still kept cursing.

Qin Huairu's mind was clearly elsewhere. She frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Mom, don't you think...this is a little strange?"

"Strange? What's strange about it?"

Jia Zhangshi rolled her eyes. "That old bastard Liu Haizhong has been beating children for ages. This time he went too far and killed someone. He deserved it!"

"no..."

Qin Huairu shook her head. "I mean, the police said Liu Guangtian's real cause of death was being pierced in the chest by a sharp piece of wood."

But who would leave something like that on the ground? Even if they did, that sharp piece of wood would have to stand upright to pierce someone's chest...

And think about it, Dongxu's death was suspicious, and Liu Guangtian's death was suspicious too... Two people died in our courtyard in one day..."

Madam Jia was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand impatiently: "Qin Huairu, you still have the leisure to meddle in other people's business? Don't you care about your own husband's death?"

She glared with her triangular eyes and said sternly, "Let me tell you, even though my son is dead, you are still a daughter-in-law of the Jia family. If you dare to flirt with other men, I'll beat you to death."

Qin Huairu's face paled, and she lowered her head: "Mom, I didn't mean that..."

"It's best if there isn't one!"

Madam Jia snorted, "Go and call Yi Zhonghai over later to discuss the funeral arrangements for Dongxu. He was Dongxu's mentor, so he has to pay for it."

"knew..."

Qin Huairu responded, but couldn't help saying, "Mom, I just feel something's not right... Do you think there might be something dirty in this yard?"

"Dirty stuff?"

Madam Jia's heart skipped a beat, but she remained defiant, saying, "What filthy stuff? Don't talk nonsense!"

"But..."

Qin Huairu raised her head, her eyes somewhat unfocused. "Think about it... what's in the backyard?"

What's in the backyard?

Jia Zhangshi subconsciously repeated, "Liu Haizhong's house, Xu Damao's house, the deaf old lady's house, the Lin family..."

She suddenly paused when she mentioned the name "Lin family".

The pupils contracted rapidly.

Looking at her mother-in-law's expression, Qin Huairu whispered, "Mom, do you think... it might be Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin coming back?"

"ah--!!!"

Jia Zhangshi suddenly screamed and jumped up from the kang (a heated brick bed), waving her hands wildly: "Don't come any closer! It wasn't me! I didn't do this to you!"

Her face was deathly pale, and she was trembling all over, as if she had seen a ghost.

Qin Huairu quickly stepped forward to support her: "Mom! Mom, what's wrong?"

Madam Jia gripped her daughter-in-law's hand tightly, her voice trembling, "Qin...Qin Huairu...what...what did you just say?"

"I was wondering... if Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin might be back..." Qin Huairu was also startled by her mother-in-law's reaction.

Madam Jia plopped back down on the kang (a heated brick bed), staring straight ahead, muttering to herself, "She's back...she's back..."

She remembered that yesterday Yi Zhonghai brought Lin Tian back from the crematorium. The child was clearly dead, but he "came back to life".

Shortly after, her son, Jia Dongxu, died.

Then, Liu Guangtian died.

Of the three men who killed Lin Tian—Jia Dongxu, Liu Guangtian, and Yan Jiecheng—two are now dead...

"The next one... the next one is Yan Jiecheng..." Jia Zhangshi murmured.

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Lin Tian was beaten to death by them, but now he's "alive" again. He must be possessed by something dirty.

They've come back to claim my life!

The more Jia Zhangshi thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her whole body trembled like a leaf.

Seeing her mother-in-law like this, Qin Huairu felt uneasy.

But she was calmer than her mother-in-law. After thinking for a moment, she said in a low voice, "Mom, we need to talk to Uncle about this..."

……

At the same time, the Yan family.

The atmosphere inside the room was so heavy it could be squeezed out of you.

Yan Jiecheng sat on the stool, his face pale and his palms sweaty.

He gripped his wife Yu Li's hand tightly, his voice trembling, "Wife...I...I'm scared..."

Yu Li's face also looked pale, but she remained relatively calm and gently comforted him, "Jiecheng, don't scare yourself..."

"I'm not scaring myself!"

Yan Jiecheng suddenly raised his voice, then quickly lowered it again, "Jia Dongxu is dead, Liu Guangtian is dead, the next... the next one should be me!"

He looked at his father, Yan Bugui, his eyes filled with fear: "Dad, you have to save me, I don't want to die!"

Yan Bugui sat at the table with a grave expression: "Jiecheng, calm down. This matter... is indeed strange, but we can't think in that direction..."

"Why can't I think about it?"

Yan Jiecheng said urgently, "Dad! Think about it, only the three of us beat Lin Tian to death—me, Jia Dongxu, and Liu Guangtian."

Now that Jia Dongxu and Liu Guangtian are both dead, and their deaths are increasingly suspicious, isn't it obvious?

He became more and more agitated as he spoke: "Jia Dongxu hanged himself, but how did he manage to hang the rope?"

Liu Guangtian was killed by a sharp wooden stick, but where did that sharp wooden stick come from?

How could it be such a coincidence that he fell and it just happened to be inside?

Yan Jiecheng's voice trembled: "Dad...this wasn't done by someone...this...this is..."

He dared not say that word.

But everyone in the room knew what he wanted to say.

Yan Bugui remained silent.

He had, of course, considered this as well.

Animals can't become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China, but that doesn't mean ghosts don't exist...

At this moment, Aunt Yang Ruihua came over, grabbed her husband's arm, and her voice was trembling with tears:

"My lord, you must save Jiecheng! This is our son..."

Yu Li pleaded, "Father-in-law, please think of something..."

Yan Bugui took a deep breath, his eyes flashing: "This is something we can't all shoulder alone."

"You mean..." Yang Ruihua looked at him.

Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Bugui slowly said, "He was the one who led the way in taking over the Lin family's property when they were extinct. It was also his idea to divide the Lin family's house among the Jia family, the Liu family, and our family."

Now that something has gone wrong, we can't just share the risk ourselves.

Besides, if it were really Old Lin and his wife coming back to settle scores, they should be looking for Old Yi first; he's the mastermind!

Yang Ruihua's eyes lit up: "Honey, you're so thoughtful."

Yan Jiecheng panicked: "Dad! You should go tell Uncle Yi right away, just in case... just in case tonight..."

He dared not continue.

Yu Li urged, "Yes, Father-in-law, you should go quickly..."

Yan Bugui nodded and stood up: "I'll go right now. You guys wait at home, lock the door, and don't open it for anyone."

"Yes!" Yang Ruihua nodded repeatedly.

Yan Bugui walked to the door, then turned back and instructed, "Remember, no matter what noise you hear, don't open the door. Wait for me to come back."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went out.

inside the house,

Yan Jiecheng gripped his wife's hand tightly, his eyes fixed on the door, as if something might break in at any moment.

"young married woman..."

Yan Jiecheng's voice trembled, "Do you think... I might die?"

Yu Li gripped his hand tightly: "No... Dad has already gone to think of a solution..."

But deep down, she wasn't really sure either.

……