In fact, Lu Xingquan had already noticed signs of decline in the Lu Group.
Some of the older generation of meritorious officials were lining their own pockets within the group, relying on their past achievements. He wanted to deal with them one by one, but he was defeated by his mother's strong will.
But Old Mrs. Lu did not acknowledge this fact.
She glared angrily at Lu Xingquan, the fire in her eyes almost tangible, as if the man before her was not her son, but her enemy.
"Do you know what you're saying? The Lu family won't collapse! It can't possibly collapse!" As she spoke, she stared at the blank wall opposite her and muttered to herself, "With your brother around, the Lu family won't collapse."
Looking at his mother like this, Lu Xingquan felt utterly powerless.
"Mom, my brother is dead." He told Old Mrs. Lu the truth, stepped forward, grabbed his mother's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, what exactly did you do to my brother?"
When Lu Xingmin passed away, Lu Xingquan was only ten years old and did not know the inside story of that year. However, judging from his mother's expression, it must be something extraordinary.
A strange light flashed in Old Lady Lu's eyes: "This is not something you should know."
Lu Xingquan remained silent for a while before saying, "I understand."
After sending his mother back, Lu Xingquan went to see Jiang Si.
Jiang Si's expression was relatively kind to Lu Xingquan. She glanced at his somewhat disheveled appearance and said, "Come in."
She had someone make her some tea.
The tea must have been of excellent quality, with a clear color and a slightly sweet aroma, but Lu Xingquan had no interest in tasting it.
"What advice could Master Lu have for my humble abode?"
These words, both in and out, clearly distanced the relationship.
Lu Xingquan sighed softly to himself.
"I have come here today only to ask if there is any way to resolve the current predicament of the Lu Group?"
Jiang Si smiled softly.
"You know I won't help, so why bother?"
Lu Xingquan put down his tea leaves and looked up at Jiang Si: "I just want an answer."
The Lu family is like a building about to collapse, and he is powerless to stop it. At the very least, let him know what death means.
Jiang Si stared at the fragrant tea for a long while before speaking.
The sound was like lightly tapping on jade, carrying a cold feel, making it impossible to discern any thoughts.
"Your good mother, in order for the Lu family to continue for a hundred years, colluded with evil people to trap Lu Xingmin in Qingtang Reservoir, making him suffer endless cold and bitterness. He was a very kind person in life, but this evil curse has not only exhausted his life's fortune in this life, but will also extend to the next life and his descendants."
Jiang Si explained the reason in a few words, but Lu Xingquan couldn't believe it.
Why did she do that?
My impression of my mother is that although she was somewhat serious, she was by no means a heartless person.
“The important thing is not why she did it, but that she did it.” Jiang Si looked coldly at Lu Xingquan. “Whether she was deceived or knew the truth, she can’t escape responsibility.”
“Go back and tell her that the Lu family was ruined by her.”
How ridiculous! Old Mrs. Lu was so focused on ensuring the Lu family's prosperity for a hundred years, but alas, she couldn't save it in the end.
Jiang Si wasn't in a hurry.
The most painful thing is being cut with a dull knife.
The prosecutor's office did not prosecute Grandma Lu, but Liang Mancai was still trapped inside, and Grandma Lu was extremely anxious.
She hired the best lawyer for Zhang Mancai, but with witnesses and physical evidence, Zhang Mancai, who had lived a life of honor and integrity, ultimately ended up in prison.
But Jiang Si wouldn't let him off easily.
Those who cultivate the Tao may not be unaware that sins committed in this life will be punished in the next, but they might as well gamble on a happy life in this one.
Jiang Si summoned the souls of those who had committed suicide because of Liang Mancai's humiliation. They were trapped in the underworld because of their deep resentment and Liang Mancai's interference.
"Go ahead and take good care of him for me."
Liang Mancai's fraud was inextricably linked to his mother.
Liang Mancai didn't care about anyone except his elderly mother and his son who was studying abroad.
These few ghostly faces wore smirks as they curtsied slightly and then disappeared into the villa.
Ever since her son went to prison, Liang's mother has been restless every day, constantly praying to the family's shrines.
It was midday, and she was burning incense.
The alarm clock suddenly went off.
Liang's mother usually relied on her son and often acted arrogantly outside. After the neighbors learned about Liang Mancai's situation, they looked down on their family and never came to visit.
She looked at the alarm clock, feeling even more distracted.
Reaching the entrance, she glanced at the monitor; there was no one outside. A surge of anger welled up within her. "Who's the scoundrel!"
The alarm clock rang again as soon as I finished speaking.
But there was still no one outside.
Outside, the sun was still shining brightly, and a gentle breeze blew into the well-laid-out mansion, yet Liang's mother was still covered in sweat.
"Who's out there!" she shouted sternly. "If you play any more pranks, I'm calling the police!"
The alarm didn't go off.
Just as Liang's mother breathed a sigh of relief, the alarm clock rang urgently, as if determined not to give up.
Driven by a sudden impulse, she abruptly opened the door. She refused to believe that any danger could possibly arise in a safe and secure villa!
The moment she opened the door, she felt several gusts of cold wind blow past her.
Outside, there was still no one.
She slammed the door shut in anger.
As I walked into the house, I heard a few muffled laughs from inside.
"Who is it!" Mother Liang felt a chill run down her spine and quickly walked to the Guanyin statue.
This was something she specifically requested to be returned.
Standing in front of the Guanyin statue, she composed herself slightly. "I wonder who has trespassed into my home. You'd better leave quickly, or Guanyin Bodhisattva will not let you off the hook."
"Haha," came a few more mocking laughs.
Several female ghosts revealed their true forms.
"Mrs. Liang, we've come to see you."
Why are you so scared? Don't you like us the most?
"It's been a long time. I've missed you quite a bit, Mrs. Liang."
They all spoke very politely, but Mother Liang was so frightened she almost fainted. "You...how did you all get here?!"
The son clearly performed a ritual to prevent them from coming up.
Three female ghosts died: one jumped off a building, one jumped into a river, and one took poison.
They remained in their horrifying state before death, and slowly walked towards Liang's mother.
The Guanyin statue behind it collapsed to the ground, and the sturdy altar crumbled like tofu.
As Liang's mother watched all this, she slowly turned her head to look at the approaching female ghost and let out a shrill scream.
The neighbor was startled in the middle of the day.
Originally, they were thinking of avoiding trouble, but then they realized that if someone died, it would be bad for their villa, so they reluctantly called the police.
Liang's mother was eventually hospitalized.
According to the doctor's diagnosis, the patient was extremely frightened, which led to loss of consciousness.
Liang Mancai, through self-harm, happened to be admitted to the hospital at this time. Knowing his mother's condition, he was anxious to see her.
But when he saw his mother, she simply hugged him and cried out, "They're back! They're right there!"
Liang Mancai believed he still possessed some magical powers.
Hospitals are places with a lot of yin energy, but there was really nothing inside.
"Mom, don't worry, there's nothing in the house, trust me."
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