Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Chapter 20 The Disappearance of the Stick

Qin Huairu sat in the inner room for a while, then suddenly felt that the room was unusually quiet.

Where's the stick?

She abruptly stood up, hurried to the outer room, and saw Jia Zhangshi still on the kang (heated brick bed) calculating how much money she could receive as gifts at the banquet. She quickly asked:

"Mom, where's the stalk? Have you seen it?"

Without looking up, Jia Zhangshi asked, "Isn't he sleeping in the inner room?"

"No!" Qin Huairu's heart tightened. "I came out of the inner room just now and didn't see him."

Madam Jia then raised her head, frowning, "Just now... just now when Yi Zhonghai came, wasn't he still here?"

The two looked at each other and were both stunned.

When Yi Zhonghai was there, Bang Geng was indeed playing in the outer room.

Later, Yi Zhonghai left, and they talked for a while... and then...

Qin Huairu suddenly recalled Third Master's words—"A highly ominous creature is not afraid of ordinary exorcism methods...it will first seek revenge on its enemies..."

A terrible thought came to mind.

"Mom!" Qin Huairu's voice trembled. "Quick! Quick, find Banggeng with me! I'm afraid something has happened to him!"

Jia Zhangshi panicked, but she still refused to believe it, saying, "If anything happens, it will be Yan Jiecheng from Yan Laoxi's family."

"How could he be my precious grandson? Bang Geng is only five years old, what grudge could he possibly have against that brat Lin Tian?"

"Mom! Stop guessing!" Qin Huairu cried anxiously, tears welling up in her eyes. "Quickly, let's find the 'stick' together."

"Alright, alright!" Madam Jia panicked completely and hurriedly got off the kang (a heated brick bed).

My son is gone, and if my grandson is gone too...

Isn't this going to kill her?

The two rushed out of the house and shouted in the yard, "Bang Geng! Bang Geng, where are you?"

Sha Zhu had just escorted Third Master back when he heard Qin Huairu's anxious voice as he reached the middle courtyard. He rushed over, "Sister Qin, what's wrong?"

"Pillar! Stick is gone!"

Qin Huairu grabbed Sha Zhu's arm, her fingers turning white from the force. "Did you see the stick?"

Sticky rice?

Sha Zhu was taken aback. "I didn't see him... There was no one in the courtyard when I saw Third Master out just now."

Yi Zhonghai had just sat down inside when he heard the commotion and came out: "What's going on? What's all the noise about?"

"Grandpa! The stick is gone!"

Qin Huairu's voice was trembling with tears, "My mother and I searched the whole house, but we couldn't find it."

Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat.

Where did the stick go?

It was clearly still there when I was inside.

But at this critical juncture?!

Yan Bugui's family also came out after hearing the commotion.

Yan Jiecheng huddled behind his parents, his face pale, fearing he would be next.

"Old Yi, what's going on?" Yan Bugui pushed up his glasses and asked nervously.

"The stalk is missing," Yi Zhonghai said in a deep voice. "Everyone, please help us look for it."

In an instant, the entire courtyard was in an uproar.

Hearing that the pheasant was missing, everyone started helping to search for it.

"Bang! Bang!"

Shouts echoed throughout the courtyard.

I searched every corner of the front yard, the middle yard, and the back yard.

I've looked in firewood stacks, cellars, behind water tanks, and even in public toilets.

No.

The stick seemed to have vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

Qin Huairu was already sobbing uncontrollably, and Jia Zhangshi was also panicked, searching and calling out, "Banggeng! My dear grandson, where are you? Come out quickly, don't scare your grandma."

Sha Zhu helped Qin Huairu up and comforted her, "Sister Qin, don't worry, Bang Geng might have run off somewhere to play..."

"Where could he possibly run off to?" Qin Huairu cried. "Zhu Zi, Grandpa, I'm scared... I'm really scared..."

Yi Zhonghai's face turned ashen.

He remembered what Third Master had said...

If it truly is a deadly calamity...

That stick...

"Search again!" Yi Zhonghai ordered. "Search every room! Search the alleys outside the courtyard too!"

The search began a new round of investigations.

The deaf old woman was helped out by Wang Cuilan. She stood in the yard with a cane, watching everything with a sinister look in her eyes.

She was scared too.

The older you get, the more afraid you become of death.

"Grandma, where do you think the stalk can go?" Wang Cuilan asked softly.

The deaf old lady didn't speak, but slowly turned her head to look in the direction of the Lin family's house in the backyard.

That area hasn't been searched yet.

No one came out.

Wang Cuilan followed her gaze, her mind racing: "You mean..."

"We've searched the entire yard," the deaf old woman said slowly, "except for that one room."

The voice wasn't loud, but several people around heard it.

Qin Huairu suddenly raised her head and looked towards the side room in the backyard.

Madam Jia Zhang also understood, her face turning deathly pale: "No...it's impossible...how could Bang Geng have gone there..."

Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath and walked to the door of the side room.

Inside the house, Lin Tian was already waiting.

He listened to the noise outside and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Sticky rice?

That ungrateful brat, a character I hated when I watched TV dramas in my past life.

He was a petty thief, and as he grew up, he became even more ungrateful...

But now, he is only four or five years old.

Lin Tian looked at Tangtang, who was fast asleep in his arms, with a complicated expression.

A four-year-old child's crime does not warrant death.

but...

Who told him to bully his own sister?

Lin Tian's eyes turned cold again.

Outside the door, Yi Zhonghai mustered his courage and knocked: "Lin Tian, open the door."

There was no response from inside.

Yi Zhonghai knocked again, raising his voice: "Lin Tian! Open the door! Bang Geng is missing, we need to go inside and look for him!"

There has been no response yet.

Sha Zhu couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward: "Grandpa, shall I kick the door down?"

"Wait." Yi Zhonghai stopped him and knocked on the door again. "Lin Tian, open the door if you hear us. We're just looking for the child, nothing more."

Inside the house, Lin Tian got up and walked to the door.

He pulled the latch, and the door creaked open.

Outside the door, a group of people were gathered, peering inside with their heads sticking out.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Lin Tian with a complicated expression: "Lin Tian, the stick is missing. Can we go inside and look for it?"

Lin Tian looked at him expressionlessly and stepped aside.

Yi Zhonghai led the way inside, followed by Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, Jia Zhangshi, and others.

The room was very simple: a kang (a heated brick bed), a broken cabinet, a table, and a rough porcelain bowl—almost everything was laid out in the room.

The stem is missing.

Qin Huairu was still not giving up. She lifted the tattered quilt on the kang (a heated brick bed) to take a look, and then opened the cabinet to take a look.

No.

Jia Zhangshi plopped down on the ground and burst into tears, crying loudly, "My beloved Banggeng...where have you gone..."

Qin Huairu also collapsed to the ground, tears streaming silently down her face.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Lin Tian and asked coldly, "Lin Tian, have you seen the stick?"

Lin Tian shook his head, his voice calm: "No, my sister and I have been sleeping."

He paused, then added, "You guys woke me up."

Yi Zhonghai stared at him for a long time but couldn't find any flaws.

"Let's go." He waved his hand. "Bang Geng might have run away. Let's look for him in the alley."

The group left in disappointment.

Lin Tian closed the door and sat back down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

The ghostly figure drifted back silently.

It needs to be by your side at all times. It guesses that its eight-year-old body needs protection, even though it can take its younger sister into the space to hide at any time.

However, he didn't want to reveal too many of his cards under everyone's noses, especially since there were officials involved.

As for where the stick is?

He was unconscious in the space.

I won't die for now.

But wait until tomorrow…

Lin Tian's eyes were icy cold.

Jia Zhangshi, aren't you the one who loves this grandson the most?

If it weren't for this grandson, would you be so shameless as to throw a tantrum?

it is good.

I'll let you taste what it feels like to lose the person you love most.

The cries outside the window continued.

"Bang Geng, where are you...?"