Chapter 120 Do you need me to accompany you tonight?
Aunt Zhang was obviously frightened, and Lin Wanqing planned to add fuel to the fire.
Lin Wanqing chuckled at Si Ye twice, "Pretending to be a ghost to scare people."
"Ah?" Si also laughed.
Lin Wanqing then told Si Ye about her thoughts and said, "You're quite skilled, so climbing up a roof shouldn't be easy for you, right?"
After saying that, Lin Wanqing quickly kissed him on the corner of his mouth as if to reward him.
Si Ye immediately felt a little elated and nodded, "Tell me, what do you want me to do."
He had no intention of rejecting Lin Wanqing, he just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get some benefits.
It’s just that Lin Wanqing is very sensible, hehe.
Lin Wanqing prepared some props.
She found the shoes that Zhang Zhijie had worn before, with chicken blood on the soles.
There was a foreign tape recorder at home, so Lin Wanqing deliberately recorded a section of a child's laughter and crying.
After everything was ready, the two had some dinner, and when it was midnight, they went out.
At this time, the Zhang family was still in an extremely tense atmosphere.
As the only man in the family, Zhang Guodong squeezed on the kang with Zhang Ma and Yang Aihua.
Men are pure yang, even little ghosts are afraid of them! Zhang Ma comforted herself like this.
I didn't dare blow out the candles, but the flickering candlelight and the hazy shadows made the room seem even more eerie.
Mother Zhang held Zhang Guodong tightly, not daring to look up.
Yang Aihua slept soundly. She was not afraid anyway. She was just scaring herself.
But just as midnight arrived, there was a knock on the door.
“Da…da…da…”
One after another, the sound was obvious, but also seemed particularly empty.
Aunt Zhang hadn't slept at all, and her hair stood on end.
"who!"
This shout woke up both Zhang Guodong and Yang Aihua.
Zhang Guodong still closed his eyes and said unhappily, "Mom, there's nothing. Can you please stop getting so jumpy? I still have to go to work tomorrow!"
Aunt Zhang trembled and said, "I heard a knock on the door!"
"There was no knocking sound. I think it's you who's been admitted to the mental hospital! Come on, go to sleep quickly. Stop torturing me like this every day!" Zhang Guodong lost his patience and turned over, intending to continue sleeping.
Aunt Zhang shook her head. "No, I heard it. It wasn't an illusion, it was real!"
Zhang Guodong turned his back to her, obviously not wanting to bother with her anymore.
Yang Aihua didn't even open her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.
But at this moment, the knock on the door sounded again.
“Da…da…da…”
Knock once, pause, exactly three times.
The three of them widened their eyes.
"Did you hear that?" Aunt Zhang kept shrinking closer to Zhang Guodong. "Someone's knocking on the door!"
Zhang Guodong bravely shouted, "Who's knocking on the door? Speak!"
Yang Aihua also woke up and hid behind Zhang Guodong.
Aunt Zhang closed her eyes and began to chant again.
There was only a moment of silence before the knocking continued.
The three of them held their breath. Yang Aihua clutched Zhang Guodong's sleeve and said, "Why don't you go and take a look? Who knows, maybe someone is playing a prank and trying to scare us?"
Everyone said that the house was haunted, but Zhang Guodong had never seen one. Maybe he was just scaring himself.
"Okay, let me go and take a look." Zhang Guodong encouraged himself and slowly walked towards the door.
When he reached the door, he opened it quickly.
There was nothing in his yard.
But he clearly heard the knock on the door just now.
Something is wrong.
He lowered his head and suddenly saw a series of bloody footprints on the ground.
"Ah! This, this..." Zhang Guodong was so surprised that he was speechless.
Yang Aihua put on her clothes and walked over anxiously.
She lowered her head and took a deep breath.
The bloody footprints were small and clearly belonged to Zhang Zhijie! Yang Aihua had taken care of Zhang Zhijie for a while, so she was quite familiar with him.
"It's Zhijie's footprints."
After Yang Aihua finished speaking, she shuddered.
Aunt Zhang was so frightened that she was almost unconscious in bed.
"Don't look for me! Don't look for me!"
Without taking time to look carefully, Zhang Guodong quickly closed the door.
The three of them squeezed onto the bed again.
"It's okay, it's okay, Zhijie won't hurt us." Zhang Guodong hugged Zhang Ma and comforted her, "Let's go find that immortal tomorrow and ask her to take a good look at us. Maybe she can crack it."
Aunt Zhang nodded, "Yes, yes, the immortal said, I confess!"
She immediately got off the kang, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Zhijie, it's grandma's fault! I shouldn't have forced you to hang yourself!"
"Grandma was wrong! Please forgive me! If you scare me again, I will die!"
At this time, Si was lying on the roof.
The house was not soundproof to begin with, and with drafts leaking in from everywhere, what Aunt Zhang said reached Si Ye's ears clearly.
He was a little shocked. Zhang Zhijie actually died like this! He was forced to hang himself by his own grandmother!
He didn't know what exactly happened, but at least there was some clue about the matter.
He had already gotten the answer he wanted, so he didn't play the recorded sounds of children crying and laughing to scare people. He carefully jumped down from the speaker, cleaned up the bloody footprints at the door, and left.
Lin Wanqing was waiting not far away. When she saw Si Ye appear, she immediately walked up to him.
"How's it going? Did you gain anything?"
Si Ye took Lin Wanqing's hand, his eyes full of heartache for her.
How painful it would be for her if she knew that her son died at the hands of her own grandmother.
"Let's go, let's talk when we get back." Si Ye took Lin Wanqing's hand and left quickly.
After arriving at the Lin Mansion, the two entered the door, and Lin Wanqing immediately asked impatiently: "Did you know something?"
Si also nodded, thinking about how to word it so as not to hurt Lin Wanqing.
"Speak." Lin Wanqing was a little anxious.
Si Ye pulled Lin Wanqing over and held her in his arms, "Wanqing, I know this incident is a big blow to you, but don't worry, I'm by your side."
Lin Wanqing nuzzled into his arms and said, "I know, tell me."
In fact, Lin Wanqing already had some guesses in her mind.
Si Ye's next words confirmed Lin Wanqing's guess.
"I heard Aunt Zhang crying and kowtowing as she said she was the one who forced Zhang Zhijie to hang himself, and told him not to hate her."
"What?" Lin Wanqing was shocked.
She thought Zhang Zhijie's death was due to Zhang Ma's negligence, such as the child was not looked after, was lost, had an accident, etc.
What she didn't expect was that Aunt Zhang was the murderer!
No wonder the tribute was under the beams of the house, where Zhang Zhijie died. The fact that Aunt Zhang was so frightened showed that she felt guilty.
Everything makes sense.
Si Ye carefully looked at Lin Wanqing's expression and said, "Are you okay?"
Lin Wanqing shook her head and said, "It's okay." She was more shocked.
Zhang Zhijie lived a very good life in his previous life, but he didn't expect that in this life he would die at the hands of his own grandmother when he was only a few years old.
Somehow, everyone's life trajectory is different.
This is a good opportunity to take revenge on the Zhang family. Tomorrow, she will do something big.
"Are you okay?" Si Ye looked down at Lin Wanqing and asked again.
Lin Wanqing smiled, "I'm fine."
"You." Si Ye pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth and said as if he had risked everything: "Do you need me to accompany you tonight?"
"Hmm?" Lin Wanqing raised her eyes.
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