Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Absolutely!"

Sha Zhu practically gritted his teeth, his tone fierce but somewhat weak-willed, "He must be killed! He killed my sister, he killed Sister Qin's family, he killed so many people! He must die!"

Yan Bugui glanced at him. "But have you forgotten what Third Master said when we were discussing this before?"

He said this thing was "filled with resentment and had become a great evil," and with his level of cultivation, he could at most try to suppress it, but he was afraid... it would be difficult to eliminate it...

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu abruptly stopped, his fierce expression freezing on his face.

Yes, he almost forgot about that!

"Then...Uncle San, what do you think we should do?"

For the first time, Sha Zhu's tone wavered, filled with confusion and helplessness.

If we can't eliminate them, are we just going to live in constant fear, waiting for evil spirits to come knocking on our door one by one?

He wants revenge!

Yan Bugui thought for a moment and then lowered his voice to analyze: "At first, we all thought that the evil spirit was that kid Lin Tian, ​​so we thought of stealing Jia Dongxu's 'enemy's bones'."

But now it seems the evil spirits are probably Lin Tian's dead parents. Who killed them?

Sha Zhu, slow-witted, asked doubtfully, "Didn't Lin Tian's father die in an accident at the factory when the boiler overturned? His mother caught a cold and died because she was heartbroken over Lin Tian's father's death."

Died of illness?

That's clearly because he was so angry.

"You're so stupid!"

Yan Bugui gave him a disappointed look, then looked around to make sure no one was watching before moving closer. "Lin Tian's father offended Lao Yi and was tripped up by him, which is why Director Yang transferred him to the most dangerous boiler-turning post."

I overheard this at a banquet when Liu Haizhong got drunk and I helped him home. He accidentally let it slip.

Furthermore, Lin Tian's mother was driven to her death by Jia Zhangshi. Therefore, the "bones of the enemy" doesn't refer to Lin Tian's enemies, but rather to his parents' enemies. So, whose "bones" would be the most useful?

Sha Zhu's eyes widened, and following Yan Bugui's train of thought, he hesitated before asking, "Is it...is it Uncle Yi's? Or Jia Zhangshi's?"

"That's right!"

Yan Bugui nodded firmly, "Old Yi is the key. Jia Zhangshi is already dead, and her bones are probably... hard to find and might not be useful. But Old Yi is still alive, and I bet he's trying to run away now."

"Really? That old man isn't that kind of person."

Sha Zhu instinctively retorted, but his tone was clearly lacking in confidence; he still vividly remembered how terrified Yi Zhonghai had been that night.

Yan Bugui sneered, his voice carrying a sense of world-weariness and a hint of self-mockery: "Nothing is impossible, Zhuzi. It's human nature; who doesn't want to live?"

I want to live too, but look at me, my family is locked up in the police station. I'm a primary school teacher, I have a stable job, and my home is here. Where can I run to?

The monk may run away, but the temple remains. But Lao Yi is different. He has no children, his wife has passed away, and he has no ties.

He's a skilled fitter, definitely has money. If he escapes Beijing, changes his name, and can start over anywhere, right?

At this point, Yan Bugui revealed his envy.

"At this point, I was actually a little envious of him being a 'childless' person, with no ties whatsoever, able to just grab a bucket and run away..."

As Sha Zhu listened to Yan Bugui's words, his heart also began to churn.

Can't evil spirits be eliminated?

Is the old man trying to run away?

what about me?

Should I... run away too?

But my sister's revenge...

And Sister Qin... Oh right, where is Sister Qin?

Sha Zhu suddenly remembered that Qin Huairu seemed to have been notified that Xiao Dang's body had been found and asked to come and see it one last time. After that, she never returned to the dark room.

I don't know where they went. Were they also taken back?

No!

I can't run!

Sha Zhu shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the cowardly thought.

To avenge my sister, to... find Sister Qin and protect Sister Qin, I must live.

Third Master will definitely have a way!

Even if it's just suppression, as long as it prevents that evil spirit from harming people again, that's fine.

Sha Zhu mentally encouraged himself, forcing himself to regain his resolve.

Just as his mind was in turmoil, he suddenly tripped over something.

"Ouch—!"

Caught off guard, Sha Zhu cried out in pain, lost his balance, and fell face-first into the mud.

His elbows and knees slammed against the cold, hard pavement, making him wince in pain.

"Silly Zhu, what's wrong with you? Can't you watch where you're going?"

Yan Bugui, who was standing to the side, was startled and quickly turned around, complaining as he reached out to pull him back.

However, when his gaze followed the spot where Sha Zhu had fallen and he saw the "thing" that had tripped him...

Yan Bugui's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and the color drained from his face instantly.

That was... a corpse!

A corpse dressed in a dark blue Zhongshan suit, obese, with nothing above the neck—a corpse without a watermelon head!

The body lay in the middle of the alley, half-hidden by shadows and debris. Sha Zhu, preoccupied, hadn't noticed it at all.

"A corpse...a body...dead...a dead person!!!"

Yan Bugui screamed in fear, staggered back several steps, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Sha Zhu was about to get up while cursing, but when he heard Yan Bugui's shrill scream, his heart skipped a beat.

He endured the pain and followed Yan Bugui's terrified gaze—

Under the moonlight, the headless corpse lay there quietly, the flesh and bone fragments at the severed neck clearly visible, and dark blood soaked into the ground beneath it.

That outfit...that figure...

Sha Zhu's breathing suddenly stopped. Ignoring the pain, he scrambled backward, wanting only to get as far away from that horrible corpse as possible.

"This...this is Old Liu, Liu Haizhong! Liu Haizhong's corpse!!"

"What?"

Sha Zhu had just struggled to sit up halfway on the ground when he heard this, and his whole body trembled. He stared wide-eyed at the sound.

Although he no longer had the watermelon head hairstyle, he still wore that familiar, faded dark blue Zhongshan suit and had that fat, bloated figure.

It was exactly the same outfit Liu Haizhong was wearing when the police took him away from the courtyard house a couple of days ago.

Has something happened to Liu Haizhong too?

And he died such a tragic death!

His body and head were separated!

Sha Zhu's heart sank. Liu Haizhong, who was being held in a small dark room at the police station, had also fallen victim to this...

Then... what about his Sister Qin?

Could she also...?

The thought that Qin Huairu might have met with misfortune made Sha Zhu feel dizzy and almost fall down again. He was panicked and confused, and even the grief he felt for his sister's tragic death was somewhat diluted by this new fear.

"Zhu Zi, Old Liu's... his body is here, should we... should we help him collect it?"

Yan Bugui stood at a distance, not daring to approach the headless corpse.

He asked that question, but his eyes clearly said, "Please don't agree."

Let him collect it?

Even if he had ten lives, he wouldn't dare to do it so late at night.

But leaving them in the middle of the road felt a bit like a guilty conscience, and more importantly, what if they were found with the corpse...

Will people think that they were the ones who killed the person?

……