021. Destroy the whole family
The next day, the remaining uncle and nephew did not disturb Qingling again, and did not even set foot in the backyard.
Qingling made himself a bite to eat. Curious about how the two of them could be so quiet, he went to take a look in the front yard. He saw the uncle and nephew behaving like crazy in the yard. They were clearly in the yard, but they seemed not to see each other at all. They looked very miserable as they had not had a drop of water for a whole day and night. They were still circling around the yard. It was clear that they were saying something, but Qingling could not hear it.
This must be another trick of Shang Changheng.
Qingling didn't look at it any further and turned back to the backyard.
The uncle and nephew of the Qing family really could not see each other. In their eyes, they were the only ones in the ancestral courtyard, and the sky was always dark. They didn't know how much time had passed, but it seemed as if the sky in the ancestral hall would never brighten again.
The darkness, loneliness, and an unknown ghost that is seeking revenge can drive a person crazy.
This is what is happening to the Qing uncle and nephew now. They have tried all kinds of ways to escape, but in the end they still end up back in this small courtyard. When they see the black wooden door that looks like the gate of hell, they kneel down and cry, but no one pays any attention to them, as if they were abandoned here alone.
Another day passed and Qing Ling did not go to the front yard. Naturally, he did not know that Qing Conglan could no longer run and collapsed in the front yard dying.
Qing Wenlin, who had been running in the dark, had lost all his strength. However, he could not find even a drop of water. He was thirsty, hungry and tired. He no longer thought about how to escape, but wanted to find something to eat and drink first. While walking in the yard with heavy steps, he tripped over something and fell because there was no light.
Qing Wenlin didn't care about his scratched palm, he got up and looked back, his eyes were bloodshot.
The person lying on the ground was his second uncle whom he hadn't seen for a long time. However, Qing Conglan's face was pale and his expression was numb and dull, like a ghost. He stretched out his hand towards Qing Wenlin and crawled forward stiffly bit by bit.
"Save...save me...I don't want to...I don't want to die..."
The tone was eerie and strange.
The taut string in Qing Wenlin's mind snapped in an instant. He climbed up like a madman and fell next to the birch tree in the yard. He picked up a stone and smashed it hard at the ghost face.
And the other end.
Qing Conglan collapsed on the ground exhausted, and suddenly found someone staggering towards him and tripping over him.
When he saw clearly who the person was, Qing Conglan almost cried for joy. He didn't know how long he had been trapped alone, and he was naturally happy to suddenly see a familiar living person.
But the frightened look on Qing Wenlin's face after he got up made him feel something was wrong, and he immediately whispered in his hoarse voice: "Wenlin, I am you..."
Before he could finish his words, the mud-covered stone kept approaching him in front of his terrified eyes. Qing Wenlin's expression was so ferocious that it was almost distorted, and Qing Conglan couldn't dodge it, as the angular stone hit him in the face immediately.
In Qing Wenlin's eyes, that numb, gray face did not change at all. He was trapped here and had already fallen into madness. He smashed the stone in his hand on Qing Conglan's face again and again, saying viciously: "If you want to kill me, then I will kill you first! Kill you! Die!"
At some point, Qing Conglan's dead face turned into a real dead face, no longer wooden and weird, but completely unrecognizable and covered in blood.
Qing Wenlin, on the other hand, smiled foolishly. He clutched the stone, his face covered in blood, and murmured, "Ha...haha, you're dead, you're dead!"
Suddenly, the darkness and thick fog that had always shrouded the ancestral hall dissipated, and the light from the sky poured down. Qing Wenlin looked up in ecstasy, and there were only four words in his already chaotic mind - reborn.
He pushed open the door of the ancestral hall and saw the way to go. He walked along the road and saw the Qing family mansion in the distance.
Qing Wenlin was so overjoyed that he was already unconscious, so he didn't realize that he hadn't walked for long, and he didn't realize that there was no one along the way, until he pushed open the door that represented the way to life -
In an instant, the bright blue sky vanished into thin air, and he was standing at the eerie entrance of the ancestral hall. The sky was pitch black with no stars or moon, and behind him was a thick gray fog.
Qing Wenlin's smile froze on his face. He was very confused. The gap between survival and death made him even more crazy.
"Why am I back?"
"Am I still alive?"
"Or am I already dead?"
Qing Wenlin roared at the top of his lungs, and suddenly realized that he was still holding a bloody stone in his hand. He smashed the stone on his head, once, twice, until he had no strength to move anymore.
Qingling discovered what had happened here because there were people outside shouting in panic, saying that someone had died and they wanted to report to the police. Since someone else had come in, Shang Changheng must have finished what he needed to do.
The servants in the yard were in a panic. They didn't know what was going on for the past two days. They walked back and forth outside for several times but couldn't find the ancestral hall. Now they finally found it, but as soon as they entered the door, they saw four corpses lying in the front yard.
Qing Congnan died in a tragic way, Zhao Yunrou was covered in blood, Qing Conglan whose face could not be seen clearly, and Qing Wenlin whose head was sunken with a stone in his hand. This family died in a mess.
The servants were stunned on the spot, and then chaos broke out.
There were many strange things happening in the Qing family, such as the mysterious death of the mistress and the eldest daughter, and now the whole family was dead. Just when they were about to report to the police, a young man in a thin green shirt walked out of the backyard and said coldly, "Don't panic."
The young man looked at the mess in the yard and frowned, but his expression remained calm.
Someone recognized that this was the young master of the Qing family who had just returned. They looked at each other in surprise for a moment. Everyone knew that on the day the young master came back, the group of people who came to pick him up were all hanged outside the forest. Now, he was the only one left in the family.
The servants exchanged their thoughts with each other and could see what was meant by each other's expressions - this was too weird!
Qing Ling straightened his sleeves. Since everyone was dead, the Qing family naturally only had him as the heir.
"I am now the head of the Qing residence." Qing Ling said calmly, "No one is allowed to touch the things here. Send someone to report to the police. Also, prepare the car. I want to go back to the mansion."
Although the Qing family is not a big family, they are quite wealthy. The Qing family plotted against him and pushed him into Shang Changheng's trap, so it is not excessive to ask the Qing family for something as compensation. After all, people need money to survive. He used to live a hard life in the mountains. Now he can't expect to become rich, but he can't starve to death outside.
Normally, they would ignore such a skinny young master. But now, in their eyes, this handsome young man is the devil who wants to take their lives. How dare they disobey him?
Qing Ling was finally able to return home. The two female corpses in the mansion had already been buried. It was just a sacrifice, and there had been no news from the Qing family for several days. When he came back, there was only this little master left. When they heard that he was the only one left in the master's family, all the servants looked as if they had seen a ghost.
This young master has been like a killer since he came back. Within ten days, he will kill off his entire family. He is too cruel!
Qing Ling looked normal. He first ordered his men to take a bath, and then ordered his men to prepare the land deeds and accounts of the Qing family's properties. He didn't understand the Qing family's business, and he was not a businessman, but Qing Ling was not particularly worried, after all, he had Shang Changheng by his side.
There is no one that ghosts can't deal with.
When the newly appointed head of the Qing family had finished bathing and was halfway through looking at the accounts, people from the government came to his door. Although Lincang was a city, it was actually about the same size as a county, and the local official was only a county magistrate. Qing Ling temporarily learned from Fu'er that the county magistrate was named Luo Qingxiang, who had participated in the imperial examination and had been an official in Lincang for four years.
The servants who came to Qing's house were also quite nervous.
After hearing the report to the police going to the Qing Family Ancestral Hall, the police from the yamen saw such a tragic scene for the first time. The yard was full of corpses and blood, not to mention the strange death of the master of the Qing Family. His limbs were twisted off, his abdomen was cut open, and his internal organs were all over the floor. But he was choked to death by water. The other two seemed to be ordinary homicides, but the means were cruel. Moreover, the second young master of the Qing Family killed himself with a stone. After further investigation, it was found that the eldest young master of the Qing Family died in the house in the same way as his father.
After further searching, they found a secret room under the ancestral hall. What was inside the secret room was even more outrageous. There was a corpse lying in a coffin trying to crawl out, and there were seven boxes filled with the bodies of seven children. When all the bodies were neatly laid out in the yard, all the officers who came to investigate felt a chill down their spines.
How could there be so many deaths in such a small courtyard?
Considering the successive deaths of the housekeeper, servants, mistress and eldest daughter of the Qing family, the only one left in the entire Qing family was the young master who had just returned, and it was suspected that he had spent several days in the ancestral hall with a pile of corpses.
The old residents in Lincang all know that the Qing family is a bit weird. Their ancestors have lived in this small town for generations, and they have been able to become wealthy businessmen despite several wars. But now, in the eyes of everyone in the government, the Qing residence is a weird and eerie hot potato!
Until the officers saw the young master who had survived.
He is handsome and has impeccable manners, but he is a little cold and expressionless.
The officer just took a look and didn't even dare to raise his head. He said tremblingly that Lord Luo wanted him to go to the yamen for questioning.
Qingling was also calm. He asked someone to prepare a car and went to the yamen. The county magistrate Luo was nearly forty years old and looked wealthy, not like a scholar. He first asked a few questions about the murder in the ancestral hall, but Qingling knew nothing about it.
Magistrate Luo said, "If the child's body is related to the Qing family, the Qing family's property would be confiscated and exiled, which would be a light punishment. Do you know that?"
If it wasn't in court, Qingling would have known that some things were not convenient to say in public. After hearing these words, he vaguely understood why Magistrate Luo called him here.
It's collusion between officials and businessmen.
Qing Ling lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then casually said, "Then Lord Luo, please go ahead and investigate."
Seeing Luo Qingxiang frowning, Qingling stared at him with his dark eyes and said something ambiguous: "How can a human being be immortal? Your Excellency, don't you agree?"
Thinking of the corpse in the ancestral hall, Luo Qingxiang suddenly felt his scalp tingling for some unknown reason.
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