After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

What kind of grudge or hatred could drive someone to this extreme?

Not only did the killer murder four generations of a family, but they also imprisoned their souls after death. This revenge was not ordinary in its scale.

Qin Xu was also taken aback by Zhouzhou's words, but quickly composed himself. "So, what do we do now?"

Zhouzhou didn't seem troubled. "Don't worry, I'll get some blood from Third Brother. With that, we'll be able to locate their spirits."

It was good that she had a plan.

Qin Xu let out a sigh of relief.

The two of them double-checked the scene, confirming there were no other clues, and then headed back to the police station. They quickly obtained the blood of the deceased.

Zhouzhou wrapped the blood in a talisman and placed it on a compass. The needle of the compass swayed slightly before pointing in one direction.

"Let's go." Zhouzhou spoke softly.

Qin Xu nodded, and they set off.

Qin Xi, eager for a chance to prove himself, immediately followed. Seeing Zhouzhou's expression, he knew she was about to do something big. He wasn't going to miss out on the opportunity for credit!

Qin Lie, who had been observing, glanced at him with a twitch of his mouth. He thought to himself, This tendency to tag along and latch onto others was learned from the Ancestral Master. The whole family relies on his daughter.

Qin Xi, unaware of his father's thoughts, forced a sheepish smile. What can I do? Zhouzhou is amazing.

Seeing Qin Xi's pride, Qin Lie couldn't hold back a sigh of frustration and waved his hand dismissively, choosing to ignore him.

Qin Xu, slightly embarrassed, scratched the tip of his nose.

Come to think of it, I've been doing the same thing for the past ten years—relying on her. But it's different... Zhouzhou and I work together, and I do give her money, so it's more like mutual cooperation.

With a sense of peace settling over him, Qin Xu followed Zhouzhou, while Qin Lie and Qin Xi trailed behind, heading toward the victims' old home.

It wasn't far, just a mountain nearby.

The mudslide that had occurred decades ago was still fresh in everyone's memory. No one dared to settle here anymore. Only a few dilapidated houses remained, surrounded by the eerie wind that blew through the empty surroundings, making it uncomfortable and chilling.

Qin Xu lowered his voice and asked, "Is this the place?"

Zhouzhou nodded, her eyes narrowing slightly as she focused on a particular spot. Her expression became solemn.

She handed Qin Xu and Qin Xi each a talisman. The two men looked at it, and suddenly their eyes widened in surprise as they saw what Zhouzhou saw.

In front of a house at the foot of the mountain, seven figures were kneeling. To be more precise, seven souls—each corresponding to one of the deceased family members.

Even the youngest child, who was only three years old, was kneeling on the ground, looking confused as they wailed loudly. The chilling wind around them seemed to emanate from her.

Seeing this, Qin Xi clenched his fists in anger. He rushed over, intending to lift the child, but his hands passed through the soul without touching anything.

"Why are you doing this?" A loud voice suddenly interrupted.

Zhouzhou turned to see a middle-aged man approaching. When she looked at his face, she immediately understood.

Qin Xu also observed him and could now confirm—this was the murderer.

The man glared at them with clear hostility, then took long strides toward them. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

As he spoke, his gaze followed Qin Xi's direction, and his eyes darkened. A murderous aura suddenly erupted from him.

Before he could move, Qin Xi quickly grabbed him and cuffed him with a sharp "click."

But as the man felt the handcuffs, his struggle immediately stopped, and a look of relief spread across his face.

"I didn't expect that you can find me... You're pretty skilled," the man sneered.

"Go ahead and arrest me," he said nonchalantly. "They're all dead now. Their souls can't be reincarnated. I've avenged myself. I have no regrets. Ha ha ha ha..."

His laughter was full of madness, sending chills down the spine of anyone who heard it.

Qin Xi couldn't help but comment, "This guy might be crazy."

He definitely seemed a bit off.

Qin Xu's brows furrowed deeper as he stepped forward and grabbed the man by the collar, demanding, "Why did you kill them?"

"Of course, I killed them for revenge," the man retorted, eyes blazing with righteousness. "They killed my parents, made me an orphan. Hmph, mountain god's protection? That's only because my parents' lives were exchanged for it!"

This was getting confusing.

Qin Xu's frown deepened.

Zhouzhou, meanwhile, approached the souls of the family and gently lifted the child. "Don't cry, little one."

The child blinked at her, seemingly finding some comfort in her presence, and gradually stopped crying. The chilling wind that had been howling also ceased.

Seeing this, the man immediately started struggling again. "How can you see them?"

"Put the child down!" he shouted, his voice filled with fury. "I want them to kneel before my parents and beg for forgiveness!"

He lunged toward Zhouzhou, but Qin Xi swiftly pinned him to the ground. "Stay still!"

The man yelled hysterically, "Why are you helping murderers? You're no better! You're all in cahoots with them! You all deserve to die!"

Hearing this, Qin Xu almost laughed out of anger. "Murderers? You're the murderer!"

Seven people. Four generations. How could he boldly accuse them of being murderers when he was the one who killed them?

"I was acting on heaven's will! They deserved to die!" the man screamed, his face contorted with rage. "If it weren't for them, my parents wouldn't have died!"

The eldest soul looked over at the man, a look of deep sorrow on his face. "That was a mudslide. It was a natural disaster. It had nothing to do with me. I didn't expect your parents to come to my house and steal things, and they just happened to be caught in the mudslide."

Hearing this, the man shouted angrily, "Why weren't you at home? If you were, my parents wouldn't have gone to steal from you, and they wouldn't have died!"

Zhouzhou was taken aback. So now he's blaming them for his parents' actions?

She had thought the grudge was monumental, but it turned out that it was all due to his parents' wrongdoings. They had gone to steal, and when they ran into the mudslide, they met their end. Now he was blaming the victims, as though they were the cause of the disaster. How shameless!

Qin Xu and Qin Xi were both stunned. Their expressions turned cold.

So, all this was because of his own mistakes? And now he thinks he's some kind of righteous avenger, when it was actually all his fault?

The absurdity of it all was overwhelming.

"Crazy!" Qin Xi couldn't help but curse.

The eldest soul didn't know that his actions would lead to this. He hadn't expected that an entire family would be wiped out because of a senseless grudge. Seeing the three-year-old grandchild now dead, tears welled up in his eyes.

The Zhao family was gone. They had survived the natural disaster decades ago, but now they had perished in human-made tragedy.

The old man was overcome with grief, his tears flowing freely. The scene was heart-wrenching.

Zhouzhou, her heart heavy, shifted her gaze away from the sorrowful scene.

She looked around, breaking the spiritual barrier around the family. The shackles on their souls were lifted, and they slowly began to stand up, supporting each other.

The man's rage boiled over when he saw this. His eyes turned red, and he shouted, "Why? Why are you helping them?"

He was utterly furious, his face twisted with anger.

Zhouzhou stepped forward, her expression cold. She asked, "Who taught you this formation?"