The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 284 - 282 She Killed Her Own Son

Chapter 284: Chapter 282 She Killed Her Own Son

"Is everyone at home dead?"

Shangguan Jing asked in surprise, "Besides his grandmother, what about his parents?"

"His dad couldn’t make any money and even beat his wife; they say the kid’s mom ran off as soon as she gave birth to him. That man is just a scumbag, always lazy and fooling around with women.

If he ever made a little money, he’d spend it on women, how could he save any?

A few days ago, he disappeared somewhere and hasn’t come back since. Someone went to their house and found the child’s grandmother had starved to death, leaving the last of the food for the child."

"Can you take us to see the child?"

"Yeah, if no one’s taking care of the child, we could help send him to the local orphanage. We can’t just let a little kid live on his own, right?"

The owner of the small shop listened and felt it made sense.

"Okay, I’ll take you there."

The child’s house was just down another street nearby and they arrived quickly.

By this time, it had gotten dark.

The narrow alley was pitch black, with only the occasional light shining from someone’s home.

The place where the child lived was very simple, with only a faint beam of light nearby, and it looked like it was surrounded by a grocery area, not far from a dump.

"This is his house."

The boss stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Xiaoshui, are you home?"

There was no movement inside the house, nor was there any light.

"Could he not be there?"

The boss knocked several times and called out a few times but received no reply.

"Don’t know where he’s run off to, maybe you can come back tomorrow?"

Shangguan Jing and the others said nothing, looking towards Qin Zhao, obviously seeking her opinion.

"Let’s go back."

Qin Zhao smiled and said, "With so many of us out here, we might scare the child. Tomorrow, Chu Yan and I will come over."

"You mean there’s someone inside?"

Shangguan Jing caught the key phrase in Qin Zhao’s words.

But Qin Zhao did not answer, instead signaling them to leave first.

Shangguan Jing did not continue to ask and led the others away from the area. The small shop owner went back to his store, and Qin Zhao told the others to return to the hotel while she and Chu Yan stopped at a corner nearby.

"What’s the problem?"

Chu Yan asked quietly in her ear.

"There’s not just a person inside, there’s also a ghost."

She was referring to that child’s home just now.

"Didn’t that ghost harm him?"

"Mhm, it should be the child’s deceased grandmother."

"Shangguan Jing mentioned he has the Yin Sha Tribulation, so his grandmother will still harm him? Just that the time hasn’t come?"

"I don’t know, we’ll see here."

Long after everyone had left, in the small grocery-like house, there finally came some movement.

A dim light was lit inside; the child asked the old person beside him, "Grandma, the uncle from the store was looking for me, why couldn’t we open the door?"

The uncle from the store was always good to him, often giving him free treats.

"He brought other people, we don’t know if those people are bad. Xiaoshui, in the future, if strangers knock on the door, you can’t just open it for them, understand?"

The old person with white hair earnestly admonished the child.

The child nodded seriously, his eyes shifting to the floor.

He saw only his own little shadow, with no shadow of the old person, and he asked with some confusion, "Grandma, why don’t you have a shadow?"

"Because Grandma is old and about to die, she has no shadow. Once Grandma’s gone, Xiaoshui must take care of himself."

"No, Grandma, don’t leave me!"

The child’s eyes brimmed with tears as he clung to his grandmother. Since his birth, he had barely seen his parents; it was his grandmother who had raised him single-handedly.

Later, when his grandmother fell ill and her health deteriorated, she brought him to find his father.

But his father never cared for him; it was still his grandmother who looked after him.

The elderly woman sighed, "Xiaoshui, be good."

"Okay, Xiaoshui won’t cry, Grandma, please don’t go, okay?"

The old woman patted the child on the head, unsure when she would leave. The group of people who came earlier made her sense danger.

Not only that, but there was another thing lurking with a menacing stare.

Her murky eyes flashed with a ruthless glare.

Clang—a loud noise.

A sudden gust of wind whipped up outside, causing the iron gate of the grocery to clatter loudly.

Slash, slash.

There was also the sound of something scraping against the iron gate.

"Old hag, get out here! Hand over that kid!"

A howling came from outside, the old woman touched the child’s forehead.

The child heard nothing and fell into a deep sleep.

The old woman moved from the table to the door quickly. In the blink of an eye, she was beside the door. Her body then passed through the iron gate, directly onto the other side.

Outside the room, there was a blood-drenched Evil Ghost. Its expression was ferocious, its body emanating resentful energy, with one arm severed. It glared at the old woman with hateful eyes.

"If you hand over that kid, I might spare you."

"Impossible! He’s your own son, how could you not spare even your own son?" The old woman looked at the Evil Ghost with sorrow in her eyes.

"I am your son too!"

The bloody ghost let out a mournful howl.

"Why did you kill me! Why! If you hadn’t killed me, I’d still be enjoying life in the Human World, not turned into this ghostly mess!

Since you didn’t treat me as your son, why should I treat him as mine!"

The old woman’s eyes were pools of dead water, utterly disillusioned with this son.

"When have you ever treated Xiaoshui as your own son? You dumped him on me since the day he was born. You found one woman after another outside and never cared for this son."

Later, she fell seriously ill and wished to entrust Xiaoshui to his biological father, bringing Xiaoshui from the countryside to find him. But he still didn’t care at all for his son, fooling around outside every day.

If that was all, the old woman’s soul wouldn’t have darkened and killed her own son.

After the old woman’s death, her soul was concerned about her grandson.

This concern formed into an obsession, keeping her by her grandson’s side.

One day, her son brought back a friend and bought many snacks and toys for her grandson. She thought he had a change of heart, but he intended to sell his son!

The man he brought back was not a friend at all, but a human trafficker!

The day the trafficker was supposed to take Xiaoshui away, the old woman’s soul darkened.

She killed not only the trafficker but also her own son.

Killing two people made her soul even more powerful, allowing her to manifest a physical form.

Many people nearby didn’t even know she was dead.

She turned these two men’s corpses into sausages and sold them to earn money. Later, when people found her body nearby, she dared not go out openly.

"Heh, no matter what, I’m definitely going to eat that little brat today. How long can a little kid survive in this world anyway? Better I grant him release!"

The child’s father’s soul had become an Evil Ghost by chance after death.

He had been coming back, preparing for his vengeance.

The thick scent of blood and ghost energy swept towards the room behind the old woman.

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