11: How do you know?

“The start of the plan?”

“Pawns?”

Lin Zhengguo’s few light words were like two heavy hammers, striking hard at Han Li and the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the Streamer’s live broadcast.

This plot was not right!

Just like the horror movies they used to watch, there was a twist?

“What do you mean? Make it clear!” Han Li bravely took a step forward, clutching the safety talisman in his hand even tighter.

The bullet comments in the live broadcast instantly changed direction.

“Holy crap, there’s an inside story! I knew this uncle didn’t look like a bad guy!”

“Classic whitewashing? Is the BOSS going to start talking about his tragic past?”

“Streamer, hold steady! Don’t be fooled by him! Don’t believe a single word from a murderer!”

Just as the live broadcast was in an uproar, Xie Wangsheng, whose ID was “Jiangcheng Baixiaosheng,” sent another bombshell bullet comment.

“I found it.”

“Lin Zhengguo’s business partner was named Wang Hai. Less than a month after Lin Zhengguo’s family met with misfortune, Wang Hai also died.”

“The official cause of death was accidental drowning. But there were rumors that when he died, he was in a kneeling position, drowned in his own bathtub, with the water less than twenty centimeters deep.”

As soon as this bullet comment appeared, the entire live broadcast went silent instantly.

Everyone was shocked by this bizarre way of dying.

Han Li felt a chill shoot straight from the soles of his feet to his head.

He suddenly looked up at Lin Zhengguo, and a terrifying deduction instantly formed in his mind.

“It was that Master!” Han Li blurted out, “It was him! He harmed your whole family!”

The viewers in the live broadcast also reacted.

“Damn it! A chain scheme! This Master is the mastermind!”

“First sending evil objects, then pretending to dispel evil, and finally eliminating both families! What kind of deep hatred is this?!”

“The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes! What exactly is the background of this Master?”

Lin Zhengguo looked at Han Li, and for the first time, a look of approval appeared in his hollow eyes.

He nodded.

“You guessed right.”

“That so-called ‘Master’ never intended to help me. The only thing he did when he came to my house was to completely destroy my family’s Feng Shui, allowing that evil object to… better corrode my family.”

Lin Zhengguo’s words were filled with endless resentment.

Han Li showed an “as expected” expression, which was similar to what he had guessed.

Lin Zhengguo didn’t give him much time to think and continued to recount the nightmare that had condemned him to eternal damnation.

“About three months after that so-called ritual, I discovered… my youngest daughter, she wasn’t right.”

“She started saying things I didn’t understand, making strange movements, and even… the way she looked at me was no longer like a daughter looking at her father, but like a hunter looking at prey.”

“At first, I just thought it was a child being mischievous. I was too busy with work during that time, completely overwhelmed, and didn’t pay any attention.”

“Later, my eldest son, my second son, and even my wife… they all started to become very strange.”

“They no longer spoke to me, often locking themselves in their rooms, staying there all day. Several times in the middle of the night, I heard them whispering in the living room, as if performing some mysterious ritual.”

As Lin Zhengguo spoke, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, a fear stemming from the depths of his Soul.

“Until one time…”

“I drank too much during a social event, came home, and immediately fell asleep. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found… I found myself tightly bound to the bed!”

“Under the bed, there was a Formation drawn with chicken blood that I couldn’t understand at all!”

“My wife and my three children, dressed in white robes, stood around my bed, chanting something under their breath…”

“At that moment, I truly felt scared!”

“I struggled desperately, shouting their names, but they completely ignored me, just looking at me with a… a cold and fanatical expression!”

“Fortunately, that night, for some unknown reason, the ritual failed. When I woke up the next morning, I found myself lying properly in bed, the ropes were gone, and everything was as usual, as if everything that happened last night was just a nightmare of mine.”

“But I knew it wasn’t a dream!”

“I didn’t dare to call the police, nor did I dare to look for anyone else. I secretly consulted many ancient books and countless materials. Finally, I found the answer in a tattered Daoist book.”

“My wife, my children, their bodies had been possessed by that evil object!”

“The book said that the only way was to set up a Formation called the ‘Nine Yang Soul Suppressing Formation,’ and use objects of extreme Yang to completely expel the evil spirits within them!”

Hearing this, Han Li could no longer hold back, and he directly interrupted Lin Zhengguo’s tragic memories.

“Let me guess the rest of the story.”

Han Li cleared his throat and began, imitating the tone of a movie narrator.

“Did you, as the book said, painstakingly set up that ‘Nine Yang Soul Suppressing Formation’?”

“And then, just as the ritual was at its most crucial point, your possessed wife and daughters suddenly went mad, broke free, and rushed at you with knives?”

“Then you had no choice but to fight back, and after a chaotic struggle, you finally tearfully killed your wife and daughters?”

“After you killed them, you despairingly discovered that the Daoist book, that so-called ‘Nine Yang Soul Suppressing Formation,’ was a trap from beginning to end!”

“That was not a demon-expelling Formation at all, but a bloody Formation used for sacrifice!”

“That Master’s true purpose was to use your hand to wipe out your entire family!”

Han Li finished speaking in one breath.

Lin Zhengguo was completely stunned.

He stood there with his mouth open, staring blankly at Han Li, his expression as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

“You… how do you know all this so clearly?”

Han Li waved his hand proudly, feigning profundity.

“Don’t ask. If you ask, it’s because I know everything about the heavens and the earth. I just calculated it with a flick of my finger.”

Behind him, the bullet comments in the live broadcast had gone completely wild.

“Hahahahaha! Streamer, why are you spoiling it?! How can the show go on?!”

“Holy crap, isn’t this just a standard American horror movie trope? It’s exactly the same!”

“Streamer, have you secretly read the script? Confess and be lenient, resist and be severe!”

“Killing is one thing, but you’re also attacking his heart! Look at that uncle’s expression, he’s almost doubting his ghostly existence!”

Lin Zhengguo looked at Han Li, then at the phone in his hand that was constantly flashing with bullet comments, and seemed to understand something.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, no longer dwelling on how Han Li knew.

“Since you already know, I won’t say much more.”

Lin Zhengguo pointed to the safety talisman in Han Li’s hand, and for the first time, a glimmer of hope appeared in his hollow eyes.

“I was able to awaken from the endless Chaos and resentment because I sensed the pure Qi of the Talismanic Incantation in your hand.”

“My friend, I know you are not an ordinary person. I beg you, help us.”

Han Li was startled, “Help you? How can I help?”

Lin Zhengguo pointed to the center of the room, beneath the beam where the broken rope hung.

“The core of the Formation is there.”

“You only need to place the Talismanic Incantation in your hand at the very center of the Formation, and this evil Formation that traps our family of five will be completely broken.”

“Then, our family will be able to break free and undergo Reincarnation.”

Han Li nodded after hearing Lin Zhengguo’s request.

“Alright! No problem!”

He patted his chest, taking full responsibility, “Leave this to me!”

With that, he strode towards the spot where Lin Zhengguo had hanged himself.

He walked under the beam and looked down at the ground.

On the floor, there were indeed some long-dried and blackened bloodstains, and some complex patterns could vaguely be seen, but most of them were already blurred.

“Is it here?”

Han Li held up his phone, shining the flashlight on the ground, and asked over his shoulder.

However, as he spoke.

The broken hanging rope, which had been quietly suspended in mid-air, began to slowly, inch by inch, descend towards his neck without any warning…