Chapter 138 Children's Giggling Voice (18)
As the popularity of live broadcasting continues to rise, the discussion of the program on social platforms and video platforms is also increasing. Not only is it limited to viewers who subscribe to the live broadcast and fans of the guests, but more passers-by also curiously clicked on the tag and were immediately shocked by the huge amount of information.
During the live broadcast of the show, Chi Yan actually admitted that she had a ghost and had hurt the artists in her group!
Perhaps because the title was too different from Chi Yan's usual image, many people joined the discussion after being surprised and enthusiastically shared it with their friends.
Chi Yan's fans and the public relations department of Chi Yan's company tried their best to restore Chi Yan's image. Some fans still firmly believed in Chi Yan and thought that this was just another targeting behavior by the entertainment media - after all, Chi Yan had taken on the leading role in the highly anticipated film directed by Li Xuetang.
The two sides refused to give in and quarreled fiercely on social platforms, which only made the issue more widely discussed.
Originally, the program crew's own audience also joined in the discussion, but as the quarrel escalated, more and more audience members slowly withdrew from the center of attention and began to watch the show, and were actually extremely happy.
Looking at the still horrifying scenes and plots in the live broadcast, they were scared half to death and crawled back to the social platform. Even the fierce verbal battle among Chi Yan's fans made the audience, who were scared out of their wits, feel the warmth of the world again.
Some people even sighed: "This is what we call popularity. Cursing means that the person on the other side is alive, which is much better than being gloomy and having no living person at all."
Many people unexpectedly found the fun and walked to both sides happily. As a result, this group of people became a rare mudslide in the entertainment industry's verbal battle.
No matter whose fans or passers-by were cursing, this group of audiences watched happily, clapping and cheering from time to time, thinking that the evidence provided by someone was very reasonable.
If someone dislikes them and scolds them, they will not get angry. Instead, they will happily reply to the other person, "Thanks, brother, you made me feel the warmth of a living person again."
Gradually, people who supported or opposed Chi Yan's scandal were all speechless about this group of people.
"What are you doing here? Are you Yanyan's haters?"
"Is it the Internet army hired by the TV queen? After all, didn't Chi Yan also reveal the fact that she raised a ghost? Does she want revenge?"
"She didn't pay enough. Have you ever seen such a kind of Internet trolls? They didn't curse at anyone, they just watched the show. They were sincerely thankful even though they were implicated... Emmm, I've been chasing stars for so many years, but this is the first time I've encountered such an operation."
Faced with doubts, the audience of the program team had a good attitude.
——Anyone who has experienced the horrific scenes of thousands of ghosts howling and the dead resurrecting, or even followed the split-screen shots of the guests to experience the feeling of escaping life and death and being almost killed by ghosts, will no longer care too much about other things.
Besides...
"Brother Yan said that we should read more and chase stars less. Good Oats will be a good child and will not participate in such things. He just wants to watch the fun and feel the popularity."
"I used to be a fan of An Nanyuan, but ever since I climbed over the wall and became an oatmeal fan, I feel that all the ups and downs you guys care about are nothing but that. Can you save my life if I win the argument? No? If not, what's the point of my argument!"
"Ah... don't be too crazy. Didn't Brother Yan say that everyone has their own cause and effect? If Chi Yan did something wrong, she will definitely get the punishment she deserves. I don't need to worry about it. I was just scared to death by the fact that the dead body actually rose up, so I came here to feel the warmth."
"Wow, me too. Sister, did you see that scene too? I was almost scared to death. In the previous episode on Wild Wolf Peak, I screamed when I saw the charred corpse. I thought there was nothing scarier than a charred corpse. Now I know that I was wrong, so wrong - the only thing scarier than a charred corpse is, of course, a half-burned corpse!!!"
"Fuck! The important thing is that this is really disgusting! Brother Yan and the others dug it out from a fire. The fire was strange but fierce. When they dug it out, it was already half burned... The skin was burned and curled, and the flesh underneath was exposed. It was black and red, and blood vessels could be seen in some places. It's really nightmare-inducing!"
"I can only say, Director Li is amazing! He put so much effort into the costumes and makeup. I'm already looking forward to 'Nocturne by the Sea'. Hehehe, the pre-sale tickets are so good!"
"??? You bought the advance tickets? And the only poster of Brother Yan? Ahhh, I'll kill you. I'm so jealous."
Chi Yan's fans who were ready to join the verbal battle: "???"
They looked at the people who were suddenly talking to themselves, and the discussion was as lively and intimate as a gathering of family and friends. They felt like they had punched cotton and were so frustrated that they almost vomited blood.
But they were also very puzzled. Although they believed that Chi Yan was such a good person and a humble person who would not do things like raising a ghost or hurting others, Chi Yan's top status was there after all. In their opinion, even an unrelated passerby should have some interest, right?
But this group of people have been discussing "Brother Yan" and are completely unconcerned about Chi Yan's hot searches.
What is...going on?
Chi Yan’s fans were full of question marks on their faces.
Therefore, the style of the show suddenly changed from here, and was brought to a fresh perspective by the audience and fans.
However, some people are still struggling with whether the scenes seen in the live broadcast are real or scripted by Li Xuetang. After all, the program team has done this more than once before, so who knows if this will be another case of distress?
But these doubts are often suppressed by others as soon as they arise.
"The Internet world is full of truth and lies, don't take it too seriously. If you take it too seriously, you will lose."
"Yes, it's all fake. What you saw was of course an act. How could a dead body be resurrected? We are all people who believe in science."
"That's right. How can you slander someone for no reason, the one who said superstition? Let me teach you how to write fennel beans in different ways [狗头]."
There were also people who were confused about oats, and then were directed to the oatmeal label.
When you click on the label, you can see a huge reminder: "Don't spread rumors, don't create rumors, don't believe rumors, and be a good oat that loves science and actively sprouts."
When it comes to label management, Oatmeal also reminds us not to be too concerned about whether there is a script or not.
"If you believe it, then it's a script. If you don't believe it, then just pretend it's a movie tailored by Director Li Xuetang according to the style of the program team. As a person, don't be so curious. Aren't you happy enough to have Brother Yan watching it?"
Many netizens agreed: "Yes, even if everyone is drunk and you are the only one who is sober, and you are very smart to find out that this is not a script, then what? The live broadcast permission is blocked, and no one can watch it?"
“That’s right. If it’s really blocked, the sick kid will probably cry like a dog for you to see [sick kid hugs Brother Yan’s thigh sobbing.jpg]”
The person who came over curiously: "..."
These fans of Yan Shixun are probably poisonous!
While other groups were vying for traffic and public opinion, only Yan Shixun's fans were happily watching the show, and even the fans of the friendly Annan Yuan family were led into a health-preserving state of holding large enamel pots to drink tea and watch the show.
The leader of the public opinion group, who had been fully prepared for a fierce battle, said: “…”
He looked at the public opinion analysis chart on the tablet and didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment. He didn't know how these fans of Yan Shixun had led the originally dangerous public opinion situation to the current magical and inexplicably harmonious situation.
"Maybe people who are similar will always get close to each other." The head of the public opinion group smiled and shook his head. His impression of Yan Shixun rose to a higher level.
Because he has been in charge of public opinion in the special incident handling department, the team leader has seen many discussions caused by leaked special incidents. Almost every time, there are bloody storms and conspiracy theories.
No matter how it is explained, there will always be some that slip through the net.
The more serious and forceful the clarification, the wider and deeper the spread. In the end, the truth was that the new ghost was lonely and wanted to talk to someone, but it was spread as the King of Hell on patrol.
The team leader who knew the truth was stunned.
But since the program was launched, although the program has repeatedly created public opinion problems, the magical thing is that because of Yan Shixun's own guidance, these public opinions did not ferment into dangerous speculations, but instead subsided, and even led many people to reject superstition.
The head of the public opinion group said that this operation was outrageous and he had never encountered such a thing in his ten years of working in public opinion.
However, the head of the public opinion group knew very well why this happened.
Although Yan Shixun is the best among the younger generation in Haiyun Temple, according to Taoist Priest Li, none of the living Taoists in Haiyun Temple can surpass Yan Shixun's talent. He is the one being watched by the great Dao of heaven and earth.
But Yan Shixun never took pride in this, thinking it was something extraordinary and bragging about himself. On the contrary, he was so low-key that he didn't seem like someone in this circle. He often mocked his fans for being too superstitious and told them to believe in science and read more books.
The head of the public opinion group thought of Yan Shixun's world-weary expression as he said, "Don't be superstitious, don't be a fan," and he couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
Mr. Yan, you really played a very good guiding role...
"Team leader, do we need to delete the discussion about this matter?" a team member came over to ask. "The administrator of the social platform called and said that they would fully cooperate with us and delete the comments and ban the users who spread the rumors."
Unexpectedly, the team leader shook his head and said, "No need."
"Although we can't contact the person in charge right now, I heard from the rescue team on the scene that he and Taoist Master Song Yi entered the foggy area together, but don't worry, nothing will go wrong."
With a smile in his eyes, the team leader looked at the harmonious discussion environment led by the Oats displayed on the tablet.
"Mr. Yan has already given them the best guidance. Let's talk about it."
The team leader laughed and said, "Don't you all believe that this is a short film used by Director Li Xuetang to warm up? Then continue to promote it in this direction and insist that it is a script."
"It's a movie after all, so it shouldn't be surprising what happens." The team leader shrugged and said, "Maybe they will be surprised and think that domestic horror movies are on the rise."
The team members were amused: “Okay.”
However, while the atmosphere in the public opinion group was relaxed, other places were overcast and the atmosphere was depressing.
Capital city, Jing family.
Although it was late at night, the old house in the suburbs was brightly lit.
At this time in the past, the old man of the Jing family would have gone to bed early to take a good rest. But now, he sat in the main seat of the living room with a serious face, staring at the tablet in front of him.
What was being played there was the live broadcast of the program team.
In the camera, Chi Yan is wearing a slim cheongsam that outlines her beautiful figure. Her hair and neck are adorned with gold, jade, and pearls. When her red lips curl up into a smile, she is as beautiful as a rose blooming on the old Binhai stained with blood and suffering.
However, when he heard Chi Yan introduce herself as "Lin Ting", the old man's eyes were filled with anger.
"How dare she, how dare she!"
The old man, who had cultivated himself for many years, was furious. He smashed the teacup beside him and trembled with anger: "Who is Mr. Lin Ting, and who is she! Mr. Lin Ting has devoted his whole life to the country and the people. What about her? She stole someone else's child to raise a ghost! How can she be worthy of him!"
The young people around him were silent. Only the calm middle-aged man pushed his glasses and advised, "Dad, calm down. I will fly to Binhai tomorrow to solve this matter."
"It's my fault. I didn't expect Chi Yan to dare to return to China after stealing my uncle's body. So I kept looking for her abroad, but I missed her trail."
The middle-aged man solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I will find out where she hid my uncle's body, and then bring him back intact."
"I'm assured? The consequence of my being assured is that as soon as I give up my power, his grave will be robbed right under your nose!"
The old man roared: "Didn't you notice it when you worship your ancestors every year?"
The middle-aged man knew he was in the wrong and dared not speak.
More than ten years ago, due to health reasons, the old man of the Jing family handed over power to his son, and focused on recuperating without interfering in worldly affairs.
But there was only one thing that the old man specifically told his son - "My brother who died young, I heard from my mother and the servants in my family when I was young that he was a playful person. He was lonely, so you must go to his grave every year, talk to him, and play with him."
Although the son agreed immediately, he was also wondering. Although it seemed a bit strange to talk to himself in front of the grave, he could still accept it. He could understand that his father felt deeply guilty about his uncle who died young, but why did he still play with him?
After all, you can talk by yourself, but playing requires two.
At that time, the old man finally told his son what he had hidden for many years.
——"My brother has a demon-like appearance."
The child was born with evil spirits entering his bones. Even though his parents tried every possible way, and even invited many precious Western doctors in that era, they were unable to save the child.
The child died on the day the mother gave birth.
The master invited at that time said that the child knew that he would affect the luck of the people around him, and knew that his parents' weakness and illness in recent years, as well as repeated injuries in assassinations, were all due to his influence. Therefore, in order not to affect the fragile newborn, the child chose to leave on his own initiative.
The old man had never seen his brother, but decades later, he still vaguely remembered that a child smiled, held his fingers, and giggled at him.
He had seen a photo of his family when he was a child, and he knew that was his brother.
Life and death, the old and the new.
When he was born, his brother held his fingers and shook them, as if to say: Father and Mother, it is now in your care, you must protect this family.
But the mother was devastated by the death of her brother. Although she devoted herself more to her career and survived each collapse, she could not help but tell her only remaining child over and over again what a lovely child her dead brother was.
In the photos that have been preserved, the child is wearing a small suit and overalls, holding a ball in his hand, looking cool and cute, letting everyone who sees the photo know what a smart and lively child this is.
The old man always felt guilty towards his brother, thinking that he had deprived his brother of the chance to live.
So he would sweep his brother's grave every year and chat with him whenever he had time, because his brother was buried alone.
Both my father and mother were buried in Binhai, except for my elder brother. Because my parents brought him to Beijing to see a western doctor, but he died here, due to customs and difficult times, they had to bury my elder brother on a barren mountain in Beijing, hoping that my elder brother would always look towards Binhai.
Then he suddenly discovered that his brother's soul would run out of the grave.
The child in a small suit and overalls has a pair of big watery eyes, and his long eyelashes blink, almost fanning other people's hearts, making people want to meet all his requirements.
What's more, the old man was already feeling guilty.
So he happily played ball with his brother and ran around the mountains with him. He was in his forties, but he was as happy as a child. Occasionally, he would see ghosts hiding from his brother in fear.
After asking a master from the capital, the old man learned that the evil spirit in the bones was extremely ferocious and would not appear once in a hundred years. Although it was difficult for people with the evil spirit in the bones to survive, once they died, their souls would naturally carry the aura of ghosts, unable to enter reincarnation on their own, and would be feared by other ghosts.
The old man was shocked and asked if there was any way to send his brother to reincarnate. However, despite the huge sum of money, the master still shook his head and sighed, saying that this was a matter of heaven and earth, and mortals could not interfere.
The old man was distraught, but he still did not forget to accompany his brother, until he was seriously injured and near death while working overseas more than ten years ago. He had to hand over everything to his son, while he lay in bed in a nursing home, always drowsy and unable to move like a normal person.
until--
A few years ago, one morning, the old man turned over, threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and stood by the window in a daze.
It even scared the nurses in the nursing home.
"I dreamed about my brother." He said blankly, "He told me that he wanted to go home."
He felt like he had been in a deep dream for several years, and his brother walked into his dream, just like when he was just born, held his hand, and led him out of the dream.
However, my brother looked very unhappy, embarrassed and scary. His beautiful little suit jumpsuit was stained with blood.
"Brother...she's not my mother, and I don't want to be with her. Come to me, I want to play with you."
The old man's almost decayed body seemed to be blown away by a spring breeze overnight, and his body, which was barely maintained by the most advanced medical means, quickly recovered, and he immediately ran straight to his brother's grave.
Then they discovered that the tomb had been dug up long ago and the remains inside were completely gone.
That day, everyone who followed the old man up the mountain was just like today, not daring to breathe. Only the old man slowly bent down in the cold mountain wind and picked up the letter that was not taken away from the coffin and buried with the child's body that year.
It was the mother's desperate and helpless cry, and the father's heart-wrenching blessing.
The envelope had long since oxidized and rotted, but the signature could still be vaguely seen on it.
Father, Jing Shiwen. Mother, Lin Ting.
I wish my son to have no worries in the next life, just to be a rich and idle person, not to care about the difficulties of the world.
The old man was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe. Then he flew into a rage and demanded that Chi Yan be tracked down.
——That was the name his brother told him in his dream.
The Jing family has been tracking her for many years, but Chi Yan seems to have been extremely lucky and always manages to dodge her.
It was not until now that the old man noticed Chi Yan's appearance in the live broadcast because of the overwhelming news on the Internet.
The middle-aged man wanted to persuade him again. After all, as the only child left by Jing Yin, the old man had a high status in this circle. If anything happened to him, it would be nothing more than a big earthquake.
But the old man rejected it fiercely.
"I've believed in you for more than ten years! When have you ever done anything right?"
"I can't wait any longer." The old man stood up solemnly: "I want to go to Binhai City in person to pick up my brother."
…
When the captain of the rescue team received the call, he felt like the world had become magical.
"What? What did you say again?"
The captain asked in a hoarse voice in the thick fog: "Why would the old man of the Jing family in Beijing want to come here? No, what does this have to do with us? We are the special incident handling department. Brother, did you call the wrong unit?"
The other party was a little embarrassed, but still recounted: "What we are going to do is supernatural... uh, special events."
Seeing that the rescue team leader still hadn't reacted, the other party kindly reminded him: "There is a Jing Mansion in the concession area, which belongs to that family. The diplomat Jing Shiwen is the biological father of Old Master Jing."
The rescue team leader was in a dilemma. After all, the official person in charge and Taoist Song Yi had already left. But after they entered the fog, they lost contact just like the people from the program crew.
But the problem is that there is no trace of the two people in the live broadcast, so they don’t even know what the two people are doing now.
Seeing that the other party insisted, the rescue team leader had to sigh and told the other party the truth, hoping that the other party would give up.
Unexpectedly, the other party thanked me happily.
Captain: "...Please come back soon, person in charge. Your job is too difficult. I can't do it!"
…
The people in the well house, completely isolated from the outside world, had no idea that their every move was being broadcast live to the audience, and had caused a tsunami of discussion on social platforms.
The sound of Chi Yan's high heels stepping on the floor had faded away. In the quiet cloakroom, everyone's eyes were cast on Director Li Xuetang because of Yan Shixun's words.
Although Li Xuetang didn't know why Yan Shixun was interested in the script, now was definitely not the time to worry about confidentiality.
He hesitated for a moment before confirming with Yan Shixun: "Are we now in Binhai a hundred years ago?"
Compared to other actors who were not familiar with the script, Li Xuetang, who had been preparing for this script for many years, could be said to have known the concession area like the back of his hand.
He had been coming to the concession frequently since he first heard this long-forgotten story from an old friend a long time ago. For him, Jing Mansion had become the place he often visited besides his home, and he was familiar with every tree and blade of grass here.
So, when Lu Xingxing came in just now, Director Li Xuetang was a little surprised - this was clearly Jing Mansion, but it was much newer than he had imagined.
On the way here, Li Xuetang also saw many things on the roadside that were out of date. This place didn't look like a protected cultural relic, but rather like... a vibrant city.
In response to Li Xuetang's question, Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect that he would accept it so quickly.
"This is not only the old Binhai from a hundred years ago, but I think this is your script, director."
Yan Shixun raised his hand, adjusted his jeweled cufflinks with his slender fingers, and said calmly: "You should have seen that each of us is wearing clothes that represent different identities. This is not our intention, but the work of the little devil who put us here."
“And our identities come from your script.”
Even though Li Xuetang could accept that they had returned to a hundred years ago, he was still caught off guard by Yan Shixun's answer. He did not expect that there was actually a script of his own and was a little stunned for a moment.
"Then my identity is... rickshaw driver Aqiang!" Director Li Xuetang shouted out in a panic.
Yan Shixun noticed something was wrong and immediately asked, "Is there anything wrong with this identity?"
Li Xuetang was uncertain for a moment, and looked up at Yan Shixun in panic.
In the well house after the power outage, only the kerosene lamps held in people's hands could barely illuminate the space.
The howling wind blew up the trees outside the house, and the branches and leaves danced like ghostly shadows, spreading over the floor-to-ceiling windows with bared fangs and claws.
Yan Shixun stood with his back to the horrifying scenery outside the window, his back as straight as a knife, and wrapped in his exquisite suit was ultimate strength and explosive power.
He didn't seem to be surrounded by evil spirits, but rather seemed to be... commanding the ghosts.
Li Xuetang looked at Yan Shixun like this, and for a moment, the feeling that had touched him before and made him want to disregard everything else and use Yan Shixun as an actor in his movie came back to his mind.
But this time, he began to understand why he wanted Yan Shixun.
——Jing Yin's determination and indomitable spirit are clearly reflected in Yan Shixun.
"It's interesting to talk about it." Li Xuetang licked his lips and said with a hoarse smile: "Our respective identities not only correspond to the script, but also to the roles we play in real life."
Yan Shixun frowned and immediately thought of Zhang Wubing.
Although he didn't know why the director made such an exclamation, in reality, Zhang Wubing often hugged his thighs and cried for help. Could this be the reason why Zhang Wubing became Jing Wan?
But what about Bai Shuang? Why is she Jing Xiuwen?
And Ye Li’s identity is also very strange.
No, the strangest thing is—it was his own wife!
Li Xuetang had no intention of concealing anything and quickly explained everything.
As Chi Yan said before, "Nocturne by the Sea" is adapted from a true story that happened to Jing Yin.
Among the eleven people, Jing Yin and Lin Ting were at the center of the storm. Those who wanted to kill Jing Yin to protect their own interests and those who wanted to protect Jing Yin to promote the agreement for the benefit of justice, the two sides collided with each other and refused to give in.
But Jing Yin, who was determined to protect his family from the storm, didn't know that there lived in his home the person who would cause all the tragedy.
"When you said that we are all playing a role, I finally realized where this familiar sense of déjà vu came from."
Li Xuetang looked at Bai Shuang with guilt in his eyes.
He just thought that Chi Yan was genuinely thinking about Bai Shuang, but he didn't expect that it was Chi Yan who caused Bai Shuang to be unconscious now.
"——Lin Qiong."
"If Chi Yan plays Lin Qiong, then everything makes sense."
Li Xuetang calmly dropped a bomb, shocking everyone so much that they were unable to recover.
"Lin Qiong is not only a socialite in Binhai City, she is also a guest of honor of the old-school aristocratic forces. She has received a huge amount of wealth and is preparing to kill everyone in the Jing family."
"What..." Zhao Zhen was shocked, but he quickly thought of the wound on his head and what happened to Ye Li: "What happened to Jing Wanxiu and the housekeeper? Was she the one who did it?"
Li Xuetang nodded: "Because Jing Yin and Lin Ting have absolute trust in Lin Qiong, they have never realized that the most dangerous murderer is right behind them."
Yan Shixun uttered a word coldly: "It's dark under the lamp."
"Yes. But the most important thing is that Lin Qiong is Lin Ting's half-sister. Lin Ting feels guilty about this sister whose identity cannot be made public, so she has never doubted her. Therefore, Lin Qiong is the best choice for the old faction of Jing Yin's opponent."
Li Xuetang dropped another bomb, making everyone dizzy and almost stunned.
Although it was an adaptation, Li Xuetang did not change the main development.
In the story, Lin Ting moved into the Jing Mansion with her sister. But she didn't expect that although her family had never treated Lin Qiong harshly and even allowed Lin Qiong to enter Jingcheng University, her sister always felt resentment and jealousy towards Lin Ting's family.
When Lin Ting joined the new wave of thought and became the editor of Binhai Daily, Lin Qiong was also dazzled by the colorful world of Binhai City and indulged in the colorful prosperity. And because of Jing Yin's identity as a diplomat, those foreigners who usually look down on others also respect Lin Qiong.
But this did not make Lin Qiong happy.
She only felt that Lin Ting was even more hateful - why did Lin Ting always get the best, even her lover? Was it because she was the wife's child? And her mother was a concubine in the old times?
She was unwilling to give up, she wanted to see Lin Ting's crying face after losing everything. Even if she just imagined it, she felt extremely happy.
And this opportunity came soon.
After seeing the huge check written by the old-school family, Lin Qiong agreed immediately.
She knew that Jing Yin cared a lot about his family, so she not only wanted Jing Yin to die, she also wanted to see his face in pain after losing all his family members.
——Who made such an excellent person like Jing Yin repeatedly reject her hints and only love Lin Ting!
He deserves it!
Lin Qiong prepared sleeping pills for Jing Wanxiu and killed the two children of the Jing family. As soon as Jing Yin came back, he would see the tragic scene of his wife and daughter being killed.
However, Lin Ting left Jing's house and went to the newspaper building because she wanted the newspaper public opinion to save Jing Yin.
Lin Qiong's attack was empty-handed.
So she waited quietly in the house filled with dead bodies.
Unexpectedly, the housekeeper of Jing Mansion was also lurking here with a mission, and his target was Lin Ting.
The two met in the living room, but they didn't know each other's situation. They just thought they were exposed, so in a panic, Lin Qiong wanted to kill the housekeeper to silence him.
But Lin Qiong was a beautiful girl with a graceful figure. Although she was beautiful, she had little strength and was completely no match for the housekeeper. So the housekeeper fought with her and killed the people who came to help Lin Qiong.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Qiong ran away immediately.
The housekeeper also discovered that Lin Qiong wanted to kill Jing Wanxiu. Because Lin Ting had not appeared yet, his identity could not be exposed, so he immediately chose to rescue Jing Wanxiu in order to consolidate his trust.
Just at this time, Jing Yin came home from outside and found a dead body on the ground and the smell of blood.
When he pushed open the door, what he saw were the gradually cold bodies of his two daughters and his dying wife.
"Historical records show that Jing Wanxiu died of excessive worry after her two daughters died."
Li Xuetang said: "I have asked the families who survived from that time. They also know what happened from generation to generation. According to them, the two daughters were killed by Lin Qiong, and because of her traditional thinking and maternal instinct, Jing Wanxiu blamed herself for not protecting her children, so she died soon after."
"As for Lin Ting, although she escaped because she was not in the Jing Mansion at the time, the perpetrator was her sister, and Jing Yin's wife and daughter were all killed. So even after Jing Wanxiu's death, Lin Ting accepted Jing Yin to be with her, and the guilt kept haunting her. She never agreed to expose their relationship, and she never accepted the identity of Jing Yin's wife."
"Because of this, according to official records, Jing Yin had no wife or children after Jing Wanxiu's death. But in fact, the two had children."
Li Xuetang paused, but turned his gaze to Song Ci beside him: "You are from the Song family, you should know the child of Jing Yin and Lin Ting."
Song Ci blinked in confusion, but he soon realized something and exclaimed, "The Jing family in the capital!"
Li Xuetang nodded. "Because Lin Ting and the Jing family have such a special relationship, when someone told me that Chi Yan had offended the Jing family, I didn't care. I just thought that the Jing family didn't agree with the casting of Lin Ting. After all, as a director, I've seen a lot of such things."
"It's impossible for the things you shoot and the actors you choose to satisfy everyone."
Li Xuetang saw this clearly.
And everyone finally realized why Li Xuetang said that Lin Qiong was the one who caused all this.
——She destroyed an entire family.
Yan Shixun asked, "What happened to Lin Qiong later?"
Li Xuetang was stunned for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "In the real event, Lin Qiong disappeared without a trace, as if she had evaporated. Some people said that she took her huge fortune and traveled across the ocean to start a wealthy life again, while others said..."
At this moment, a shrill scream came from outside the cloakroom, echoing in the well house.
"…She's dead."
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