Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 390 - 390 385 Haunted

Chapter 390: Chapter 385 Haunted Chapter 390: Chapter 385 Haunted Qi Lihong returned to Beijing on the twenty-sixth day before the New Year. Her family home had been sold for eighty thousand, and after all the paperwork was completed, she burned all of her mother’s clothing and belongings that could be burned, leaving only two photos from her youth for remembrance.

There wasn’t a single penny in savings at home, which made handling matters rather simple.

Not everyone in the neighborhood sympathized with her. On the day she was packing up to leave, a nosy auntie from the third floor came up and said to her with a hint of sarcasm, “Lihong, I heard that your grandparents have collected your father’s body and are taking it to be cremated today. Though your dad wasn’t so great to you, he still gave you life. Isn’t it a bit heartless not to cry and bow before him? Be careful, or nobody will dare to associate with you in the future.”

While she spoke, her eyes darted intentionally towards Liu Wenhui.

It was rumored that he was her boyfriend, a student from Beijing University at that, judging from the car parked downstairs, it was obvious his family was well-to-do. But why would a family like that set their sights on Qi Lihong? The daughter of a cripple and a mute.

The nosy auntie was very puzzled.

The front door of the house was open, and at that moment, Qi Lihong was standing in the narrow living room staring into the kitchen. Ever since she could remember, her mother had always been bustling about there. Returning to this home now, it seemed that she could vaguely make out the slim figure of her mother moving to and fro.

Qi Lihong’s gaze was filled with sorrow; who could have imagined that her mother, with half-grey hair and a face lined with wrinkles, was in fact only just forty years old.

What a brief life. What was the meaning of her coming into this world? Was it just to give birth to her?

Startled by the auntie’s words, Qi Lihong was momentarily lost in thought; she lowered her eyes to restrain her emotions, and when she looked up again, her gaze was sharp as knives directed at the woman. With an icy tone, she asked, “What did you just say?”

Feeling the intensity of that gaze, the nosy auntie couldn’t help but shiver, and her legs involuntarily took two steps back, her heart pounding furiously.

How strange and formidable had this wretched girl become?

Could it be… that Qi Shengdong really had been killed by her?

With her eyes widening in shock, the auntie turned and hurried downstairs, muttering to herself as if to bolster her courage, “Psychopath… Murderer… Not afraid of being struck by lightning…”

Once home, she immediately phoned Old Madam Qi, “She’s sold the house; how much she got for it, I don’t know, but she’s packed up and about to leave.”

To her surprise, Old Madam Qi’s voice sounded lifeless on the other end, “Leave her be, I’m done with her.”

Then she hung up the phone.

Listenting to the dial tone, the auntie was utterly bewildered.

What had gotten into the old lady? She didn’t care about the house anymore?

Well, isn’t that strange.

Of course, Old Madam Qi no longer dared to contemplate the house, mainly because she had much more pressing concerns, as their family had been plagued by “ghosts” lately.

When going to the bathroom at midnight, bloodied handprints would appear on the mirror, a figure in white would drift across the living room, closed windows would open by themselves, curtains would flutter without a breeze, and the sound of lopsided footsteps could be heard, yet no one was visible. As soon as one closed their eyes, the sound of sweeping brooms could be heard, but upon opening one’s eyes, nothing would be there.

In the homes of Old Man Qi and Old Madam Qi, as well as in the homes of Qi Shengnan and Qi Shengmei, these terrifying scenes were repeated every night, causing all families to be frightened nearly to the point of nervous collapse. This drove the old couple who had filled out the forms but had not gone to collect Qi Shengdong’s body, and who had originally planned to postpone as long as possible, to hastily summon Qi Shengnan and the others early this morning. They collected the body and rushed it to the crematorium, followed promptly by burial in the cemetery, and also purchased a heap of gold ingots and paper offerings to burn for him.

At the moment, the Qi family matriarch had just returned from taking a call from the elder aunt. She was physically and mentally exhausted. Where would she find the courage to scheme about taking the house again?

All she hoped for was a quieter home after today, that the ungrateful son would never return to trouble them.

In life, he never supported them for a single day nor brought them any glory. Yet in death, he tormented and frightened them to this extent. They truly owed this unfilial son; had they known this day would come, they should have strangled him the day he was born.

Cradling her mother’s urn in her arms, Qi Lihong is accompanied by Liu Wenhui who is helping her carry a simple suitcase. As they descend the stairs and head toward the parking area, suddenly, Qi Lihong stops walking and turns to look upwards at the third floor, where the elder aunt who had been to her place was just now visible at a window, looking down.

After locking eyes, the elder aunt hastily retreats from view. Qi Lihong, expressionless, bends down to pick up a baby fist-sized stone, weighs it in her hand, and then, estimating the distance, she leans back and with a twist of her body, hurls the stone with force.

A crash resonates followed by a woman’s piercing scream throughout the entire apartment building, soon accompanied by cursing leaking from the window.

But a slight smile curls at the corners of Qi Lihong’s mouth, completely unfazed.

Fortunately, the woman only dared to curse inside her home and didn’t poke her head out of the window again. Qi Lihong, feeling thwarted, tosses away the second stone in her hand, then turns and gets into the car.

Liu Wenhui stands by the car’s hood, silently watching her, without uttering a word throughout.

Before getting into the car, he took out his phone to make a call, and once connected, he said to the person on the line, “That’s enough, let’s end it here, no need to proceed further.”

Then he continued, “Make sure those dozen or so letters get into the hands of Qi Shengnan’s leaders and colleagues. After they’re sent, the guys can head back. I’ll treat everyone at Tangshanju before the end of the year.”

Indeed, it was Liu Wenhui who had arranged for someone to make the haunting happen.

That Qi Lihong hadn’t sought vengeance against those people didn’t mean he could swallow the indignation.

It didn’t matter that the Qi family lived on the second, fourth, and fifth floors; even if they resided on the seventh, eighth, ninth, or tenth, he could still cause them fears of phantoms and specters. Let’s not forget, he had worked in a renovation crew for two years, and under his uncle’s deliberate arrangements, he indeed suffered quite a bit. But he also made a few tough friends along the way.

The drive from Kang City to Jizhou is just an hour. With one call, everyone gathered.

Playing ghost tricks is nothing special, who hasn’t seen a ghost movie? Easy!

Having scared them, next up was dealing with Qi Shengnan.

Using Qi Shengdong’s name, he wrote a dozen letters, narrating in the first person the discontent of the past and the Qi family’s injustices towards him, explaining how it was him who got into high school, but Qi Shengnan took his place.

This was all too easy to verify because Qi Shengnan had used Qi Shengdong’s name during his high school, junior college days, and at his workplace.

Although his work was not in Jizhou and he had passed the junior college exam by himself, the fact that he failed the high school entrance exam remained. No matter how well he was doing at his job, these dozen or so letters would definitely have a significant impact on him. Even if he wasn’t fired, his future promotion prospects would surely be affected.

Heh… and to think he prided himself as the most educated, cultured man of the Qi family. A cultured man who adds fuel to tyranny?

He hadn’t kept any of this from Qi Lihong, after all, the content of the letters required her input. Plus, she despised Qi Shengdong and the Qi family to the bone and would be pleased to see them paralyzed with fear.