Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Chapter 456 Fear Spreads

Xu Damao's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "But who's going to invite them?"

His gaze swept across the courtyard, moving from one face to another, pausing briefly at each spot before moving away.

No one dared to answer.

"Gah..."

A sudden sound rang out, and everyone looked up at the courtyard entrance.

The silhouette of that crooked old locust tree stood quietly in the night, its branches drooping like a large hand slowly opening.

Silently waiting for the next person to hang from the tree.

Several crows were perched on the highest branch, their heads tilted to the side, their bright black eyes fixed on the direction of the courtyard gate.

In an instant.

The atmosphere is perfect.

Who would dare to go alone to invite the so-called Third Master?

What if you get attacked halfway through the journey?

Don't you see that the three Yan brothers only dared to call the police when they went together?

Xu Damao withdrew his gaze. "So what do you suggest we do? Just wait here? If we keep waiting, who will be next?"

"Do you know who this ghost is? Or what does it want?"

Yes, who is this ghost?

This is something that no one can understand no matter how hard they try.

The atmosphere in the courtyard grew even more somber.

Yan Bugui's gaze fell on Lin Jianguo: "Jianguo, what do you think about this?"

Lin Jianguo frowned. "What can I say? How can you expect me to explain this? I know that promoting feudal superstition is illegal."

But as you said, can we still say that Jia Dongxu, Liu Guangfu, and Liu Guangtian were murdered?

The "Kebang" meme is inexplicable.

Madam Jia and the old lady witnessed the child appear out of thin air.

"Where did this person get such great skills?"

Yan Bugui sighed: "How could I not know? But people are all in a panic right now, there has to be some explanation."

"Otherwise, nobody will have a peaceful night, and what about tomorrow night? The day after tomorrow? Are we even going to live like this anymore?"

Lin Jianguo didn't reply, then suddenly turned around as if remembering something: "Wife, are Xiaotian and Tangtang home?"

Upon hearing this, Lin's mother's face paled. She had only been focused on coming out to watch the play and had forgotten about her children at home.

Thinking of the stick that Jia Zhangshi was holding on the ground, he felt even more worried.

"Honey, I'll go back inside and look after the children."

She turned and walked quickly toward the back building, her footsteps making a series of hurried sounds on the bluestone slabs.

The other residents panicked upon seeing this.

Enjoy the drama, but don't let it get to you.

Residents with children hurried towards their homes, fearing they might become the next Bang Geum.

Suddenly, Jia Zhangshi's gaze lifted from the stick, as if she had thought of something. She struggled to her feet and staggered towards her own door.

"Little Dang, Little Dang..."

"Grandma's here, please be alright, Grandma's here..."

The stick suddenly flew out and was crushed to death, but what about Xiao Dang, who was in the same room?

Now, only Xiao Dang is left in the Jia family. As long as Xiao Dang is still alive, we can find her a son-in-law to live with her in the future, and the Jia family line will not be cut off.

Xiao Dang absolutely cannot get into trouble.

Yan Bugui wasn't worried at all; his wife hadn't come out and was at home taking care of Jie Di.

Turning to look at Liu Haizhong, Liu Haizhong wasn't worried at all. His eldest son, Guangqi, had gone to a vocational school and hadn't returned, and the other two in the family were dead.

What is he afraid of?

He now desperately wants to kill that evil spirit.

"Old Liu, this is unusual. Let's gather all the people living alone in the compound together and wait for the police to arrive before we talk to them. Let's not leave anyone alone."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid something even bigger might happen."

Liu Haizhong shifted his gaze from the crooked old locust tree: "Okay, this is a must."

He Yushui, Wang Cuilan, the deaf old lady, Xu Damao... they are all alone now.

The lights in the back building were still on.

Lin Tian sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), gently patting Tangtang's back. She had fallen asleep, but had been woken up by singing.

Tonight's show was truly spectacular!

That's just how I am.

Lin's mother pushed open the door and came in. Seeing him sitting there, she paused for a moment, as if a taut string had suddenly been loosened halfway.

"Xiao Tian, you're still awake?"

Lin Tian looked up: "I've put Tangtang to sleep, Mom. What's going on outside?"

Lin's mother sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her voice low: "Something's happened in the yard again. The Jia family's scion... is gone."

Lin Tian looked down at Tangtang's quiet little face. Moonlight shone in from the window, spreading a thin blush across her cheeks.

"I heard Jia Zhangshi crying so loudly."

That heart-wrenching sound is truly beautiful.

...

Outside Nanluoguxiang.

Yan Jiecheng walked at the front, taking even faster steps than before, the beam of his flashlight flickering on the road.

Yan Jiefang followed behind him, his neck hunched. Yan Jiekuang walked on the far left, glancing back every few steps at the alley swallowed by the night.

"Big brother, do you feel... it seems colder?"

Yan Jiefang's voice trembled slightly as he said, "From the moment we stepped out of the courtyard..."

That chilly air has been following us. Just now, under that old locust tree in the yard, it seemed...it seemed like there was a dark shadow.

As he spoke, he shrank his neck again, as if trying to hide himself entirely inside his collar.

Yan Jiecheng didn't turn his head, but his voice sounded particularly harsh in the night wind: "Isn't it normal to be a little cold at night?"

Don't scare yourself; the temperature difference between day and night is significant this time of year.

"What's so strange about a shadow under a tree? What old tree doesn't cast a shadow? Hurry up, don't dawdle."

He held the flashlight between his fingers, and the beam of light swayed slightly at the edge of the alley, revealing that he was not at peace.

"Eldest brother, second brother is right."

Yan Jiekuang's voice came from the left, with a low but still clearly audible tremor.

"I also felt that coldness, but it was different from the usual coolness. It felt like... like something was blowing on us from behind."

And have you noticed that the dogs in the alley have stopped barking? Usually at this time, that yellow dog at the east end would bark a few times.

Yan Jiecheng suddenly stopped, the beam of his flashlight stopped on the ground, and his eyes swept back and forth across the alley, feeling the chill slowly creeping up his spine.

The alley was deserted.

quiet!

It's too quiet.

If Yan Jiefang were the only one saying this, he could only blame the weather, but his third brother also said the same thing.

And I also felt this unusual cold.

Oops!

He suddenly remembered the folk ghost stories he had heard, about night roads, about not looking back, about red-sleeved shoes...

Rumors about being targeted by some dirty thing.

"Second brother, third brother, don't turn around."

Yan Jiecheng lowered his voice and said, "Let's just keep walking straight until we reach the police station."

No matter what sound you hear, don't turn around.

His words made Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang even more frightened.