Chapter 5858 Mortgage
Can't leave here?
Were they so-called earthbound spirits? But the woman who stopped the road could go downstairs to the roadside and even stop a car.
The road-blocking ghost woman smiled, wiped her mouth, and said seriously, "Our family died suddenly. Do you understand why? Suddenly means something was left unfinished."
Tu Lanxun couldn't figure out what was going on. His younger brother Gui put down the bread, puffed out his cheeks and said, "We still have millions of dollars in mortgage payments."
She was stunned.
After the explanation, Tu Lanxun finally understood that when the woman who blocked the road, Lu Jiasui and her family were alive, this large house of 300 square meters was bought with a loan.
At the time, Lu Jiasui was a mid-level manager at a certain company. She was in her thirties, had a family, and had saved a considerable sum. Aunt Lu's husband, reflecting on his lifelong experience running a breakfast shop and accumulating considerable hard-earned savings, gave a large portion of the savings to buy a house for their eldest daughter.
Lu Jiasui and her younger brother Lu Yufei agreed that Lu Jiasui would take most of the money the old couple gave to their children, and the elderly would live with Lu Jiasui's family in their old age. However, due to good family relationships, Lu Yufei, who had just graduated from college, also lived with his sister and parents, and he usually rushed to pay half of the household expenses.
But the problem was that they bought the house when the development zone was at its most prosperous, and housing prices remained high. The family wanted to grit their teeth and tiptoe, borrow more money to buy a bigger house, and live comfortably in it in the future.
No one expected that just two months after they inspected the house and moved in, the development zone was mysteriously invaded.
Not only did housing prices plummet, but in the end, he couldn't even send anyone away. Just when he was about to pack up and run away, his entire family ended up on the headlines of a family murder case.
They used their lives to put an end to the decline of the development zone.
The most unfortunate thing has happened. The anchor of Lu Jiasui's family is not an object or a corpse, but a mortgage.
Even if they survived and foreclosed the house to the court, they would definitely not be able to repay the mortgage because the house is now worthless, but the mortgage payment has not been reduced at all.
Moreover, Lu Jiasui's company laid off employees shortly after her death, and she was originally on that list.
Tu Lanxun felt uncomfortable, cleared his throat, and asked, "It's a good thing Aunt Lu doesn't know about this."
In Aunt Lu's mind, her daughter was still an excellent company executive who went to work on time every day. But in reality, Lu Jiasui was just standing by the roadside in a daze, occasionally scaring passing drivers out of boredom.
There will not be another car coming for her.
Lu Yufei couldn't eat anymore and said, "My mother...she woke up after she died."
N's expression also became a little confused.
It turned out that seven years ago, one morning when Aunt Lu opened her shop, she was hit by a tricycle transporting pickled vegetables and her head hit the roadblock at the corner of the street. Since then, she has been in a coma and can only be cared for in bed.
This is also the reason why they were unable to move out of the departure area in time.
After the family massacre, Aunt Lu's ghost unexpectedly woke up and smoothly accepted her life situation where she was living in a big house, her daughter was doing well, her son-in-law was filial, and her son and grandson were fighting every day.
Tu Lanxun looked at N and asked: Do ghosts have to pay their mortgages? How? To whom?
Once she pays off her family's debts, maybe she can help.
N shook his head slightly. The topic at the table became heated and soon turned to N. Lu Jiasui smiled cheerfully: "I remember you. When I was in graduate school, you always came to my breakfast shop to eat. Later, I didn't charge you anymore. I still remember your classmates -"
Her smile faded, and she immediately changed the subject, "How did it become like this? Well, it's not easy for anyone."
It was obvious that N was now a ghost and dead, but only Aunt Lu couldn't see that.
Within a radius of ten kilometers, Aunt Lu is probably the only ghost still living a warm and alive life.
After a while, Aunt Lu shouted in the bedroom, saying that she couldn't find the head and neck massager, and there was another round of commotion.
When it was time to say goodbye, N finally got to the point. "Do you remember the day you had the accident?"
Lu Yufei rushed to say: "Remember, someone came to our house that day, and then we died."
We have talked about this before. The specific process of death is the missing part of memory. Their loan has not been repaid yet, and without an anchor, they cannot get that part back.
Tu Lanxun grasped the key point: "People? Can you be more precise?"
All the rumors outside say that Aunt Lu and her family were murdered in mysterious circumstances.
Lu Yufei nodded. "It's a person, a living person. He came and left. We should all die at his hands."
Tu Lanxun asked: "What did he look like, what was his name, and why did he come to your house? Do you remember?"
This question can be answered by my brother-in-law: "I don't know his name, nor why he came, but I remember his appearance a little bit. He was a man, about thirty years old, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, with half-long hair hanging down his neck, and he looked..."
The cat quickly answered: "It looks a bit strange! Like white bread!"
The brother-in-law held his son down and said, "He's not ugly. He has an ordinary appearance, but his skin is very white and his cheek bones are very flat. He looks a little swollen, but he is thin."
He added that because the skin was white and smooth, the bone structure was average but the eyebrows and eyes were delicate, so the person looked a little bit like someone who had made up.
It's that kind of cold and contemptuous feeling after being carved and painted, like a statue covered with white lime in front of a tomb.
"You have such a deep impression of him, you really didn't know him before?" Tu Lanxun asked. Brother-in-law Gui quickly shook his head: "I have no memory of him at all. But it's hard to have a weak impression of someone who killed you."
The description of the brother-in-law ghost sounded very familiar. Tu Lanxun suddenly remembered that Zhou Hu had told a simpler version. It was the representative sent by Black Forest and Deshi Hospital to contact the paper-making shop, nicknamed Morning Glory.
Did Qianniu kill Lu Jiasui's family of six? What roles did Black Forest and Deshi Hospital play?
According to Zhou Hu, Qianniu has a very transcendent position in the organization, unlike General Manager Li, who has more real power but sits in a leadership position as a screw, and is inevitably abusing his power and managing people, socializing with all parties, which makes him more like a bureaucrat and official.
Qianniu was like a free man on the court. Zhou Hu never saw him managing anyone, nor did he see anyone managing him. Mr. Li was always polite when he mentioned him, making it even more difficult to compare who was older between him and Mr. Li.
Could it be that Qianniu is actually the strongest killer in that organization? Tu Lanxun imagined it.
N got the information he wanted, and the two immediately said goodbye to Lu Jiasui's family, and promised Maoer that they would bring him some delicious food after a while.
As they entered the elevator and the car continued to ascend to the fourteenth floor, Tu Lanxun suddenly asked, "You came here rashly, aren't you afraid that her family is actually a stab planted by the Black Forest?"
N stared for a moment, his broken eyes looking a little confused. He replied coldly, "Aunt Lu wouldn't do that, and Uncle Ding wouldn't do that either."
N had free meals at Aunt Lu and her husband's breakfast shop for a period of time. This incident embedded the image of him and Aunt Lu in a warm imagination.
The young man, tall and thin like a pine tree, wore an old school uniform and exuded a scholarly air. He happened to meet a kind-hearted shop owner who saw that he, like his eldest daughter, had excellent grades and was much more mature than his youngest son.
Maybe it's human nature that everyone will be particularly sympathetic to children who are lonely but hardworking and good at studying.
N rarely spoke more, and he only said a few more words, which gave Tu Lanxun goosebumps.
He said: "Auntie Lu's fall and coma was not an accident."
Oh my God, I know a lot about what happened to Aunt Lu. So, may I ask, what role did N play in that incident?
Tu Lanxun, of course, wouldn't ask, so he changed the subject and talked about Aunt Lu's family's ghost anchor. This was incredibly strange; how could a ghost's anchor be a mortgage?
N said: "It's not a mortgage."
He looked serious when he spoke, which was a bit inconsistent with his striking face - both in terms of beauty and gloom. It was like a predator in the wild suddenly becoming gentle and polite.
N repeated, "Their situation is not due to the mortgage, and it has nothing to do with the anchor."
Tu Lanxun read a horrifying truth from N's face. She asked tentatively, "Have they had their souls sucked out?"
Like Tao Si, Yang Dazhi and Zhang Xiaohuai, have their souls been sucked away by things like golden mirrors?
If the family currently living on the twelfth floor were all fragmented versions, then their crazy house-playing behavior could be explained—even if it was to appease Aunt Lu, there was no need to go to the extent of pretending to eat without food in front of an empty plate.
Going further, could the fact that Aunt Lu fell on her head and was in a coma for seven years also be related to soul extraction?
N nodded. "I suspect they experienced a draining effect, and that it should have dissipated, but it was something—something and the house itself that kept them anchored here."
The twelve-story residence was filled with a heavy aura of death, which just happened to form a field inside, trapping the six half-souls inside. On the one hand, it restricted their movements, and on the other hand, it also saved their "lives".
Tu Lanxun was curious and asked, "What did you just say? Was it Aunt Lu who stopped them from dispersing?"
How is that possible? Aunt Lu herself didn't even know she was dead. She was the most dedicated player in this game of house.
N stopped talking, and even Tu Lanxun couldn't blame him because they had arrived at the 14th floor.
When they walked out of the elevator, the door of the residence on the fourteenth floor was already wide open. Tu Lanxun saw the real bronze lynx for the first time.
I have to say, it is really... beautiful!
More charming than a golden mirror, the whole body is flowing with the color of black copper, and the dark metal polished to a mirror-like surface forms streamlines. The feline is slender and dignified, not to mention the lapis lazuli and gold and silver powders depicted in the carvings, and the pair of gem-encrusted eyes.
The jeweled eyes actually moved in sync with the blue-painted Xun, their aura ablaze with light, and then a voice emanated from the lynx's mouth: "Good evening, both of you."
N responded with a sarcastic voice: "Don't try to be so close, Mikhail."
The Bronze Lynx actually has a foreign name, but the name doesn't sound like its artistic style at all, like temples, masked soldiers, pyramids, etc., and it doesn't speak with a foreign accent.
Even the fact that N knew the bronze lynx was not surprising.
Tu Lanxun even began to suspect that the three treasures of the Black Forest had now included the golden mirror and the bronze lynx.
The last human flesh fruit, couldn’t it be N?
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