Chapter 185 I want them to have no peace every night, to live in a false paradise.
After Xia Wanggui's soul calmed down, a crucial question suddenly flashed through Shen Yuepo's mind.
She frowned slightly and asked:
"There's another issue. Luoshui Village is unusually clean during the day."
She carefully chose her words, "Even a trace of residual earth energy, or even a harmless trace of a wandering spirit, is so thin as to be almost non-existent. Did you do this too?"
Xia Wanggui nodded.
"Yes, I did it."
"I discovered that there was a trace of golden light on both my child and me. Although it was faint, it was like a seed that protected our souls from dissipating and also gave me a special power."
She suddenly pointed to the village in the distance, her voice distorted, "Look how happy they are during the day, the clean streets and harmonious neighbors, it's like a paradise!"
Shen Yuepo looked in the direction she pointed and saw the village under the moonlight distorted and deformed.
The dilapidated houses, cracked field ridges, and withered trees were a stark contrast to the daytime scene.
"I used my resentment to activate that wisp of golden light..." Xia Wanggui's laughter was chilling, "turning this place into two worlds!"
"I want them to never have a moment's peace, to hear the cries of my child and me, and I want them to live in a false paradise during the day!"
"But at night... you can see the real hell!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuepo's pupils contracted slightly.
No wonder she couldn't spot any flaws in the village during the day...
Using the power of her merit and golden light, fueled by her own resentment, she forcibly purified an area, creating a false sense of peace during the day.
She looked at the wisp of golden light stubbornly flickering amidst the resentment on Xia Wanggui's soul body, then looked at the innocent little soul body nestled beside her.
Qiao Wangshu protected them until his death.
Shen Yuepo raised her hand, and her fingertips once again gathered a softer spiritual light than before, which she slowly sprinkled upon Xia Wanggui and her son.
The light carried a calming power, temporarily suppressing Xia Wanggui's surging resentment.
"Looking forward to summer."
Shen Yuepo's voice was deep and clear, carrying a promise, "I am aware of your grievances."
"Qiao Wangshu sacrificed his life for the country, which is a great deed. Before he died, his biggest concern was for you and your child. This ray of golden light that protects you is the deepest concern he left for you."
She looked at Xia Wanggui with unwavering eyes:
"Don't worry. I will make Qiao Dashan and those who instigated this pay the price for their actions."
"I will make them come to your graves in person and kowtow to apologize!"
"Once this matter is resolved and the wicked are brought to justice, I hope..."
Shen Yuepo's voice softened, carrying an unprecedented gentleness, "You and your child, can let go of your obsessions, dispel your resentment, and, with Qiao Wangshu's protection for you, re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."
She looked at the innocent soul of the child in Xia Wanggui's arms, "He was too pure... He shouldn't be bound forever in this cold grave by this overwhelming hatred."
"The merit that Qiao Wangshu earned with his life should be used to illuminate your path to a new life, not... to become your shackles."
Her words flowed like a gentle stream into Xia Wanggui's heart, which was almost completely consumed by hatred.
When the child was mentioned, Xia Wanggui looked down at the tiny soul in his arms that only knew how to cling to him.
The hatred surging in her eyes was finally replaced by a trace of maternal instinct and tenderness.
"Re-entering... reincarnation?" Xia Wanggui murmured, his eyes filled with confusion.
"yes."
Shen Yuepo answered firmly, "For yourselves, and for Qiao Wangshu. With Qiao Wangshu's love and protection, let's start anew."
Upon hearing this, Xia Wanggui hugged the child tightly and remained silent for a long time.
The wind in the wilderness seemed to have become gentle, leaving only the faint light of the little boy's soul nestled in his mother's arms.
Finally, Xia Wanggui raised his head and looked at Shen Yuepo. Although there was still hatred in his eyes, there was more relief than anything else.
“…Okay.” Her voice was soft. “As long as Qiao Dashan is punished and those people sincerely repent, I’m willing to let go of my hatred and take my child back into the cycle of reincarnation…”
Shen Yuepo nodded slightly, and the spiritual light at her fingertips slowly withdrew.
"Wait for my message."
After saying that, she turned and disappeared into the night.
As dawn broke, the last vestiges of night were dispelled from Luoshui Village.
Shen Yuepo stood in front of the stone tablet at the village entrance, which was engraved with the three large characters "Luoshui Village," and glanced back at the village, which was gradually being draped in a false cloak of peace in the morning light.
She took out her phone and dialed Zhao Yan's number:
"Team Leader Zhao, the matter in Luoshui Village has been investigated and clarified."
"It's not just a simple ghost story."
Shen Yuepo briefly and concisely told Zhao Yan the truth about the Luoshui Village incident.
Zhao Yan fell into a long silence on the other end of the phone, with only his heavy breathing coming through the receiver.
He initially thought it was just a common supernatural event, never imagining that it concealed a murder of the martyrs' families.
"I see."
Zhao Yan's voice was filled with suppressed anger and heaviness, "Master Shen, this matter involves the families of martyrs, and its nature is extremely heinous! I must immediately give a detailed report to my superiors, especially the departments responsible for the protection of martyrs and the rights of military personnel."
"I will immediately organize a team to thoroughly investigate Qiao Dashan and his accomplices."
“Okay,” Shen Yuepo replied.
Last night, while waiting for nightfall, Shen Yuepo sent a message to Ma Mian informing him that breakfast was not needed today.
Now, after hanging up the phone, she can only take a bus to town for breakfast.
Just as they finished eating, Shen Yuepo's phone rang again; it was Zhao Yan.
"Master Shen, it's been verified. The basic facts match your account perfectly!" Zhao Yan's voice was filled with anger.
"The Special Case Bureau's Special Operations Team and the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Team have already set off and are heading to Luoshui Village to carry out the arrest. I have already notified the local police to cooperate!"
Shen Yuepo's gaze narrowed slightly: "I need Qiao Dashan to be brought to the graves of Xia Wanggui and his mother after sunset."
“No problem,” Zhao Yan immediately agreed. “I’ll let my colleagues at the Special Cases Bureau know.”
Shen Yuepo did not linger and immediately set off back to Luoshui Village.
When she stepped into Luoshui Village again, the scene before her eyes was completely different from the peaceful scene before.
A large number of villagers gathered at the entrance of the village, creating a tense and oppressive atmosphere.
Several police cars with flashing red and blue lights were parked not far away, and uniformed police officers and several solemn-looking members of the Special Cases Bureau were controlling the scene.
In the center of the crowd, a burly, middle-aged man with a fierce face was having his arms tightly twisted by two tall criminal police officers.
His face was flushed, and he struggled desperately like an enraged wild boar, roaring and spitting as he spoke:
"Let me go! What right do you have to arrest me?! I, Qiao Dashan, am an upright and honest man. I am the uncle of the hero Qiao Wangshu! This is slander, this is persecution of a hero's family!!!"
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