Chapter 388: Chapter 382 Living in Malice
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zhao Chuchu nodded her head.
Her emotions were not fluctuating wildly. However, Niu Tongsheng and the other villagers believed she was forcefully suppressing her rage.
After the Chief finished speaking, the others frantically tried to appease her.
They even sent her home personally. At the same time, they instructed Xie
Heng to console her properly.
Zhao Chuchu was touched when she saw this.
Even though she staged this entire incident, the villagers’ concern was genuine.
After the “upset” Zhao Chuchu was sent back to the Xie residence, she returned to her usual self.
She said, “I am going out later.”
Xie Heng asked, “Do you want me to accompany you?”
“There is no need for you to do so. I’ll be fine alone.”
She planned to blast the graves of Zhao Baolin and his wife to hide signs of them ever being dug up. Otherwise, if the officials from the government discovered anything, it would most likely cause unnecessary trouble. It would then delay them serving justice for her parents.
“Hmm. Go then. I will boil some hot water for you. Do you want to eat something?”
“No, I am not hungry. I’ll be off.”
Zhao Chuchu did not wait for Xie Heng to answer. She left from the back door of the house.
Xie Heng softly sighed as he watched her leave.
He then walked to the kitchen to start up a fire and boil water.
After Zhao Chuchu reached the cemetery, she carefully laid out and buried miniature bombs.
These items were not replenishable. Hence, she only acted after making precise calculations.
She would save as many of these bombs as she could. Who knew if she would need them again in the future?
These bombs had explosive power. They also did not leave behind any scent or shrapnel. No matter how experienced the government officials were, they could not identify them.
After her preparations, Zhao Chuchu left and detonated the bombs remotely.
Although Zhao Baolin and his wife’s graves were some distance away from Lengshui Village, the sound of such explosions in the night was extremely loud.
The villagers had yet to fall asleep when they were startled by the massive explosion.
They had not managed to completely calm down yet from the revelation that the members of the Zhao clan had poisoned Zhao Baolin when a frightening sound suddenly came from the mountains.
Some people who were more perceptive could tell that the sound seemed to come from the graves of Zhao Baolin and his wife.
This caused the villagers to be unable to fall back to sleep.
“The sound seems to have come from the yellow mud depression. Weren’t Baolin and his wife buried there?”
“Could the heavens have actually allowed them to return to seek revenge against the members of the Zhao clan who poisoned them?”
“I suddenly feel very cold. Are they standing next to me? Baolin, Chenglan, we only came to know of this recently. Please don’t blame us.”
The frightened villagers put their hands together and started muttering prayers.
People like Old Mrs. Chen, who had never done anything to offend others throughout their entire lives, were not afraid at all. They even wished that Zhao Baolin and Xia Chenglan had actually come back. At least the dead could seek justice for themselves if they did.
By the time Old Mrs. Chen brought her daughters-in-law to the Xie residence, Zhao Chuchu had already returned.
“Da Lang, did you hear a frightening sound just now?” asked Old Mrs. Chen.
Xie Heng nodded his head and said, “I heard it. It seems to have come from the yellow mud depression.”
“That’s right. It came from there. Chuchu’s parents are buried there. Could it be that…”
Old Mrs. Chen stopped herself mid-sentence.
It was because Zhao Chuchu had emerged from her room.
“Grandma Chen, what about my parents?” asked Zhao Chuchu, feigning ignorance. “Why was there such a loud sound just now? Did the earth dragon flip over?”
This referred to an earthquake.
Old Mrs. Chen replied, “It doesn’t seem to be so. If it was, there should have been tremors. Chuchu, bizarre incidents have been occurring one after another tonight. I believe that because your parents were actually wronged, they might be guided by deities and have returned to seek justice for themselves.” “What do you mean?”
“The sound came from the direction of the yellow mud depression. I am worried about your parents’ graves. Why don’t I ask Uncle Dashi and a few others to go take a look?”
“Now?”
“That’s right.”
“It’s already so dark, and the mountain paths are treacherous. If what you say is true, I also fear something will happen to them. We’d best discuss this in the morning. It is almost dawn anyway, so we’d better play it safe. It won’t be long of a delay.”
“We’d better go check as soon as possible. Your parents were kind people. They probably won’t find fault with us.”
“Wasn’t it said that it is easy for those who died unjustly to become vengeful spirits?”
“When a ghost appeared in the Zhao residence, everyone said your mother had returned. She said that she was looking for you. She did not actually kill the members of the Zhao clan. It must be that she misses you. She will not harm us.”
Zhao Chuchu fell silent for a moment, seemingly making her decision. She said, “If that is the case, I will follow all of you to check the place. If anything happens, I can at least hold them back while all of you escape.”
Old Mrs. Chen looked at Xie Heng.
“Chuchu, you stay at home. I will follow Uncle Dashi to take a look. It is cold tonight. If you catch a cold, wouldn’t that just make things worse?” said Xie Heng gently.
“Yes, what Da Lang says is right. You should stay at home.”
Old Mrs. Chen felt that places like the cemetery were heavy in Yin energy. Zhao Chuchu was a maiden, so it was best for a man full of Yang energy to go.
“Alright. Sorry to trouble you,” said Zhao Chuchu, full of concern. “Wait a moment. I will give you some things.”
Zhao Chuchu returned to the house and soon came out with two bamboo tubes that were used to send signals in ancient times. She explained, “Huihui helped me to get these. If anything happens, shoot these up into the sky, and I will rush over to help when I see them.”
“Alright.”
Xie Heng put them away and then left the Xie residence.
Old Mrs. Chen was worried that Zhao Chuchu would be afraid, so she asked Madam Zheng to stay and keep her company. She and Madam Liang returned home to look after the children.
Madam Zheng comforted her, saying, “Chuchu, don’t be afraid. Even if the sky falls, some people are taller than us. If your parents were truly murdered, the government would definitely give them justice. You don’t need to feel too sad. Being alive is better than anything else.”
“Auntie, I know. I just find it difficult to accept all this. If the members of the Zhao clan were willing to spend a little more money back then to save my parents, I would not be an orphan girl who everyone bullied…”
Zhao Chuchu lowered her head. She felt sympathy for the original owner of her body.
Such an obedient young maiden was orphaned due to the schemes of others and had to live her life facing the malice of others!
Madam Zheng sighed and said, “You need to let it go. Otherwise, if your parents knew this, they would also feel sad. Chuchu, will you forgive the members of the Zhao clan?”
“Forgive? That is the Buddha’s concern. What I need to do is to send them to hell to apologize to my parents on their knees!” said Zhao Chuchu in a cold tone. “Whoever advises me to forgive the culprit is my enemy!”
“Hmm, we are all on your side. As children, if we cannot seek justice for even our own parents’ deaths, then what point is there to be human?”
“I agree. No matter who poisoned them, the culprit must die. It is the same for Old Man Zhao.”
“However, it is possible that he won’t die.”
“Then, we will make his life a living hell.”
Most of the time, death was actually a kind of relief.
Having no control over whether to live or to die was the cruelest form of torture.
Since she inherited everything from the original owner, this naturally included the latter’s hatred.
She had many ways to make people linger in endless pain!
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