Chapter 115 Family

Chu Songjun looked around silently.

The landscape in the courtyard is extremely exquisite, and there is even fragrance in the air. One can also imagine that the people in the courtyard were once in love with the scenery.

The houses in the courtyard are low, and the beams are very low. They look more like drying racks for bacon than houses for living.

There was no one inside, and there was no bloody scene. Jueming grabbed Chu Songjun's hand with one hand, and held a thin paper man with the other.

Xiao Ling raised his parrot head: "Hero! We prevented a disaster! Disaster!"

The parrot's chirping was really disturbing, and the only sound in the air was the parrot's shrill cries.

When the paper man was uncovered, there was no bloody scene recorded on it, but this part of the paper man was completely blank.

This blank space already explains something.

This place is deserted.

Relying on Chu Songjun's understanding of Xie Jinghe, he was careful and rational enough.

The people inside are probably all dead, and they are playing the trick of leaving no evidence.

He was a step late after all.

The price of being a step late was so heavy that he could not bear it.

Xiao Ling was still curious: "Hero, what are we doing here suddenly?"

His wings were crossed in a vigilant gesture: "Is there an enemy? Is there an enemy? I will protect you!"

Chu Songjun was silent for a long time, then turned around and closed the door.

"He has escaped."

Chu Songjun turned around and rushed out of Tonghua Lane, coughing dryly due to the exercise, and ran to the entrance of Xie's residence. He was about to step forward, but suddenly stopped.

He originally wanted to find Xie Jinghe and ask Xie Jinghe to explain everything to him, but could Xie Jinghe explain it clearly?

There were also talismans hidden in Xie's house. Chu Songjun couldn't bear to kill the evil spirit. He also knew that he had no evidence to prove Xie's involvement in the disappearance of the scholar. He didn't even know where they had been transferred to. It was nonsense to search for Xie without evidence. But if he had evidence, could he do it?

The Xie family only hired those scholars, and they were kind enough to give them jobs, not to mention that they even gave them contracts in a decent manner. The Xie family had already done their best, but they were still subject to groundless speculation, and right and wrong were reversed, black and white were confused. As the top family in Xijing, the Langhuan Xie family, it was easy for them to do these little tricks.

The aristocratic families in Xijing have such great power.

Chu Songjun, who was overwhelmed with emotion, finally calmed down.

He couldn't go in. Once he went in, he would alert the enemy. Facing the huge monster, if he couldn't kill it with one blow, then he would give them time and space to escape.

However, the disappointment in Chu Songjun's heart grew deeper and deeper, and the loss of being unable to change the reality also became deeper and deeper.

He stayed around Xie's house until sunset. When the sun set, Xiao Ling carefully asked him where he was going to rest today. Only then did Chu Songjun realize that he had stayed outside long enough.

On the way back, a tall figure was wandering around. Seeing Chu Songjun's figure, Wang Youyu hurried forward with a little anxiety in his eyes: "Sir! Should we go home? There's a letter from home urging us to go home!"

The parrot flapped its wings with some regret, smacking the word "home", and couldn't help but be moved: "Hero, can I..."

Chu Songjun pinched Xiao Ling's mouth and said, "I bought you three chickens today. Go back and eat them."

Xiao Ling was still somewhat unwilling. After all, if he wanted the powerful Chu Songjun to become his believer, he felt that infiltrating the other party's family was also a good method.

But Chu Songjun would not give him this opportunity. Not to mention how Xiao Ling would react if she suddenly knew that she was a member of a noble family, there were talismans everywhere in the house to prevent evil spirits like Xiao Ling. If Xiao Ling went in, he would easily die if he was even touched, so it would be better for him not to go.

Xiao Ling tried to act coquettishly, but was unwillingly grabbed by the baby ghost's wings and taken away. The shrill bird cry startled several residents in Tonghua Lane.

Chu Songjun took Wang Youyu to the carriage parked in a secluded place.

Looking at the paper figurines filling the air in Tonghua Lane, Chu Songjun lowered the curtains and sat upright in the carriage.

Chu Songjun has not forgotten the information Xiao Ling gave him. His uncle Chu Bingtian is protected by evil spirits and can even drive them away.

The past was a blinding sight, and the goodwill of the entire Yuzhang Chu family came towards him. The enthusiasm of the big family and the enthusiasm of the small family were like drizzles falling from the sky, coming at any time, but falling on him with preference.

Chu Bingtian once called him "the hope of the Chu family", but if you think about it carefully, Chu Bingtian was still very confident before he was recognized by the ancestors of the ancestral hall.

His uncle, Chu Bingtian, was a typical proud son of an aristocratic family. He always held his head high and never looked down. He appeared gentle and refined on the surface, but was extremely proud and confident inside. He also had an outstanding desire for control as a result of being supported by the entire clan. When he was young, he was the heir of the Chu family and the leader of the family. Some people might not like him, but they could not compete with him and could only be arranged by him. Even at the moment when the Chu family was declining, Chu Bingtian was still one of the top circles in Xijing.

The only thing that was worthy of criticism about Chu Bingtian before was that he had difficulty in having offspring. After adopting Chu Songjun, even this shortcoming seemed to be made up for, making him truly perfect.

Chu Bingtian is a man in the clouds. He has never been aware of looking down. Even when he is the Chief Justice of Dali Temple, he still only regards solving cases as a tool and can even use the truth as a means of transaction.

Chu Songjun was able to realize that in the past, he always thought it was family affection that made Chu Bingtian willing to run to the home of his younger brother who had been expelled from the family, adopt a child, and even hype him up as a child prodigy.

But now, if he were to break through that barrier of family affection, before he was recognized by the ancestral hall, how could Chu Songjun enter the eyes of the almighty Chu Bingtian?

Chu Songjun had a guess that made him shudder.

If Chu Bingtian could command evil spirits, then when he first saw himself, did he see Dalang hiding in his shadow?

If Chu Bingtian could command evil spirits, then when he saw himself explode and his parents' ghosts attacking the people around them, did he decide to turn a blind eye out of family affection, or because... he was only a few years old, but he could already command evil spirits?

What was he thinking when he shouted that he was a "genius" and a "child prodigy"?

The tender side of Chu Bingtian, the side that insisted on calling him "father", the side that covered him with a quilt when he came home from work late at night, the side that encouraged, appreciated and loved him...all were intertwined in Chu Songjun's mind.

Chu Songjun closed his eyes.

The carriage stopped.

Chu Bingtian and his wife Zheng Yuanying were waiting at the door. When they saw Chu Songjun's thin figure getting out of the car, Zheng Yuanying hurriedly held Chu Songjun's hand with concern: "Song'er, are you busy at the Dali Temple? How come you have lost weight in just two days? Quick! Put on your coat quickly, your hands are cold."

"You Yu, why don't you pay attention to the young master's health? The young master's health is the most important thing!"

The lantern at the gate was lit, red and bright. It was a lamp waiting for him to come home.

Chu Bingtian also hugged Chu Songjun's shoulders: "Madam! This is just the beginning. My son will have to go through this if he wants to take over the Dali Temple! A loving mother often spoils her son!"

Zheng Yuanying glared at Chu Bingtian: "You old thing are not dead yet! Why can't you help Song'er share some of the burden! Song'er is still young! It's you who insisted on letting him deal with those messy prison cases! Mother has said recently that she hasn't seen Songjun for a long time!"

Chu Bingtian said in a low voice: "Let's go eat first."

Old Madam Chu leaned on her cane and snorted coldly: "He no longer takes my opinion as a mother to heart!"

Doctor Wang stroked his beard and agreed with Zheng Yuanying: "Song Jun is young, it's best not to see too much blood, and don't stay up late!"

Chu Songjun was listening to Doctor Wang's instructions when he suddenly felt a chill in his palms and looked down.

It was a boy in light blue clothes, his cheeks were rosy and even a little pink. Chu Chenghong happily held Chu Songjun's hand. He was still the same age as when he died. Chu Chenghong maintained this body and watched Chu Songjun grow up.

Chu Chenghong smiled happily and said, "Brother! You haven't been at home these few days! I'm so lonely! We must have a good time today!"

The corners of Chu Songjun's mouth slowly curved up, but suddenly, he slowly turned his head and looked at Chu Bingtian who was holding him and walking forward. Chu Bingtian was muttering about the future arrangements. Traces of time could be seen on his side face, but he was still full of vigor and vitality.

A question arose in Chu Songjun's mind.

Can Chu Bingtian see Chu Chenghong who is so close to him?

Chu Songjun couldn't help but lower his head to look at Chu Chenghong again.

How does my brother feel when he sees me replacing him little by little? Does he know that my uncle can see him?

It was clearly a time for family reunion, but Chu Songjun, who had originally settled down to return to Hong Kong, suddenly felt hesitant. He knew very well that he was afraid.

For the first time... I was afraid to know the truth.

***

That night.

Chu Songjun sat on the bed and played flying chess with Chu Chenghong.

Everything was the same as before. Dalang was lying on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face. Cassiae showed a pair of eyes in the shadow. Chu Chenghong frowned and rolled the dice, which was a big success.

Suddenly, Chu Songjun heard Chu Chenghong speak: "Brother, are you unhappy? Why?"

Chu Songjun came to his senses and saw Chu Chenghong releasing his plane from the camp based on the six points on the dice. He held his cheeks with both hands and looked at Chu Songjun with concern.

Chu Songjun opened and closed his lips for a moment, but for a moment he couldn't find any words to say, so he just nodded.

Chu Chenghong is a strange ghost and there is no Yin energy on his body. Chu Songjun originally thought it was just a special case, but putting the situation in the present moment, it seems extremely strange. Is it because of something Chu Bingtian did that Chu Chenghong has no Yin energy?

Chu Songjun was about to speak, but when he lowered his head, he met Chu Chenghong's eyes.

Chu Chenghong died when he was about ten years old. In Chu Songjun's first life, he was just an old man who was worried about homework and exams every day. He was lively and innocent. Chu Chenghong was indeed as Chu Songjun remembered. He always liked to play, was energetic all day long, and loved adventure. Although Chu Chenghong was his elder brother, Chu Songjun always treated him as his younger brother.

Chu Songjun had never seen this kind of...mature look in Chu Chenghong's eyes.

Chu Chenghong's slightly cool hand pressed on Chu Songjun's hand. In addition to maturity, his eyes slowly showed some empathy: "Brother, you must have worked hard to inherit the Chu family."

Chu Songjun was stunned. Chu Chenghong continued, "I used to worry that I wasn't good enough. To be honest, the day I die and become a ghost, it will be very relaxing. I don't have to shoulder the glory of the Chu family anymore."

"Brother, you..." Chu Songjun murmured.

Chu Chenghong crossed his legs on the bed: "But as time went by, I gradually realized how selfish I was. The future of the Chu family was shaky, so when you appeared, I was very happy. From the first day I saw you, I knew that you were the best heir, because no one could be as talented as you."

Chu Chenghong and Chu Songjun looked at each other, the two bright red blushes on his cheeks looked a little funny, but he was more mature and serious than ever before: "I forgot that I used to be so distressed. I just thought that compared to me who has no talent, you who are talented will never be distressed. Brother, I'm sorry, I took it for granted."

Does my brother think he is feeling pressured about inheriting the Chu family?

To be honest, it was more because he got to know Chu Bingtian again, but when he thought about it carefully, his attitude towards Chu was indeed contradictory.

Chu Songjun was silent for a long time. He looked at Chu Chenghong and suddenly asked, "Would you hate my presence?"

Chu Chenghong was stunned for a long time. He nodded first, then shook his head. He smiled sincerely and said, "At first I was also afraid, afraid that you would replace me, so I hated you. But later, I was always glad that you appeared, because the days of wandering alone at home were too lonely, too confused, too lonely..."

"Until I appear in your eyes, until you remember me, I will know that I don't have to fear being forgotten anymore."