Rebirth 90: The Long Road to Finding a Son

Chapter 471: Zhan Jinhua has a nightmare

Sun Xiaohao took a taxi to the company warehouse. At this time, the van was already loaded with the goods that needed to be delivered, and the warehouse manager handed him the delivery order.

Sun Xiaohao did not drive to deliver the goods immediately. Instead, he chatted with the warehouse manager and asked about the situation in the community where he rented a house for Zhan Jinhua.

The warehouse manager is a local and should know something about these things.

The other party asked him, "That neighborhood isn't a good place. Are you asking about this because your family needs a house there?"

Sun Xiaohao responded: "I'm planning to buy a house here. The houses in the city are too expensive. The agent said that the houses there are cheaper, but the location is a bit out of the way. I don't understand, so I thought I'd ask you..."

The warehouse manager had a mysterious expression on his face: "Kid, it seems you really don't understand. The houses in that community are not for living..."

Sun Xiaohao was puzzled: "If they won't give it to the living, will they give it to the dead?"

The warehouse manager pursed his lips and nodded. "You guessed it right. It really is for the dead to live in. Many people buy those houses to store ashes."

Sun Xiaohao was shocked. In his two lifetimes, he had never heard of anyone buying a house specifically to store ashes.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the other party said, "If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. It's unlucky enough to live next to a cemetery. The windows of those houses are sealed to prevent light from entering. Just imagine how creepy it would be to live in a place like that."

I want to buy a house for myself, no matter how cheap it is, I don’t want that house. People with weak bodies and timidity cannot suppress the negative energy there...”

The more Sun Xiaohao listened to the warehouse manager's description, the colder he felt. He had actually stayed in a house like that for a night. He didn't know if he had brought back any dirt.

Sun Xiaohao spent the day feeling anxious, especially since several of the delivery locations were in the county, in the opposite direction of Sun Aimin's hometown, so the goods there also had to be shipped from the warehouse in the city.

The cemetery is the only way to the county town. During the day, there are many cars on the road, but Sun Xiaohao still gets goose bumps when passing through the community.

At this moment, Sun Xiaohao was in a state of conflict. With his own safety and fortune at stake, he hoped the stories of ghosts and gods were nonsense. Yet, he also hoped that the supernatural events would come true for Zhan Jinhua.

During the day, Zhan Jinhua called Sun Xiaohao twice, urging him to bring her some food and drinks. Sun Xiaohao used the excuse of delivering goods to postpone the call.

After that, the phone calls stopped. Sun Xiaohao had taken Zhan Jinhua's phone charger with him when he left the house that morning, figuring that Zhan Jinhua's phone was out of battery.

Sun Xiaohao decided to leave Zhan Jinhua alone for a couple of days. He had waited so long, and now he could finally punish Zhan Jinhua without hesitation. He had to make good use of this opportunity.

After get off work in the evening, Sun Xiaohao had a simple meal outside, then hurried home, locked the door, hung the curtains, and turned on all the lights in the house before he dared to lie down on the bed.

As for Zhan Jinhua, she had been feeling restless and nervous for the past two days. Arriving in this remote neighborhood, she relaxed and had a good sleep. When she woke up, it was already noon.

When she packed her suitcase in the middle of the night, she put two buckets of instant noodles, two bags of biscuits, and a bag of melon seeds into it.

There were no kitchen utensils here, so I couldn't boil water or make instant noodles. During the day, I ate some dry biscuits and drank the only bottle of drink in a few gulps.

She kept waiting for Sun Xiaohao to come and deliver something to her after get off work in the evening, but it was getting darker and darker, and she still couldn't wait for Sun Xiaohao.

Her cell phone was out of battery, so she couldn't check the time, browse the web, or make phone calls. Zhan Jinhua had no idea what was going on outside.

At night, Zhan Jinhua looked out the window at the buildings across the street and found that not a single light was on. This was not only true for the building in front, but also for the building behind.

She arrived in the middle of the night on the first day and thought it was normal for the building to be dark since everyone had gone to bed.

But it was just getting dark, and the neighborhood was already in the same state as it was late at night. This was really weird. Could it be that she was the only resident in this neighborhood?

She wanted to find a secluded place to hide, but it didn't have to be so secluded, right?

During the day, she looked down from the upstairs and thought the environment here seemed quite nice. Furthermore, the top floor had a wide view, with lush green mountains just across the street. Looking at them for a while felt quite relaxing.

But at night, Zhan Jinhua always felt like she was alone in the wilderness. She felt so scared that she didn't even dare to breathe.

Like Sun Xiaohao, she turned on all the lights in the house.

Having done so many bad things, Zhan Jinhua was a bit superstitious. Otherwise, she wouldn't have believed the words of Master Yiyuan, the great liar.

Now that we are in such an environment, it is understandable that we are afraid of being haunted by evil spirits.

She didn't even want Sun Xiaohao to visit her late at night. It wasn't that she didn't want to trouble Sun Xiaohao, but she was really afraid that the noise at the door would scare her to have a heart attack.

Zhan Jinhua was lying on the bed, wrapped in a towel blanket, with her head tucked into the blanket. Her whole body was curled up, showing a state of self-protection.

She closed her eyes and tried hard to fall asleep, but she had slept too much during the day and had no desire to sleep at night.

In a state of high tension, Zhan Jinhua pricked up her ears to listen to the noise outside. The autumn wind made the window sway slightly, making a sound, and Zhan Jinhua hid in the quilt and trembled with fear.

In the second half of the night, Zhan Jinhua finally fell into a drowsy sleep, but she was in a state of being half asleep and half awake, and her sleep was very uneasy.

I don’t know what time it was when Zhan Jinhua began to fall asleep.

In the dream, a boy in white clothes with blood coming out of all seven orifices slowly walked towards her. When he was very close to her, he suddenly showed his green face and fangs, and questioned her in a disembodied voice why she did not save him.

Although Zhan Jinhua couldn't see the boy's face clearly, she was sure that this person was her eldest son Zheng Jizong.

As Zheng Jizong approached step by step, Zhan Jinhua fell to the ground in fear, explaining incoherently: "I, I didn't know you were so seriously ill. I'm your biological mother, how could I not want you to be well?"

Zheng Jizong didn't believe it at all. He stretched out his hand and tried to strangle Zhan Jinhua's neck, muttering to himself, "My fourth sister is right. You are full of lies and cruel. You killed me and you are going to kill my parents too..."

The fourth sister that Zheng Jizong mentioned is Zheng Dong, the only person in the Zheng family who was not affected by the kidnapping incident.

After Zheng Jizon died, she was the one who took care of his funeral.

Now, not long after Zheng Jizong’s anniversary, Zheng Dong went to visit his grave and talked a lot about what had happened recently at home.

Zhan Jinhua became the main subject of Zheng Dong's description. In Zheng Dong's words, Zhan Jinhua was a person who did all kinds of evil and was unforgivable.

She did all sorts of bad things herself and even stopped the other children from saving Zheng Jizong. After Zheng Jizong's death, Zhan Jinhua used Zheng Jizong as an excuse to extort money from the Zheng family and forcibly occupied the wedding house that the Zheng family's elderly couple had bought for Zheng Jizong.

Due to Zhan Jinhua's various antics, the old couple of the Zheng family fell ill.

Zheng's mother already had high blood pressure and heart disease. After the blow of Zheng Jizong's death and the torment caused by Zhan Jinhua, she fell ill and could not get up.

She treated Zheng Dong like a slave, and although he had to serve her in everything from eating and drinking to defecating and urinating, this did not stop her from beating and scolding him. Her mood swings were so severe every day that she died suddenly of angina pectoris.

Zheng's father is still alive, but he has difficulty taking care of himself.

When Zheng Dong burned paper for Zheng Jizong, he picked out the bad things he had to say. He didn't know if Zheng Jizong had heard them, but he often questioned Zhan Jinhua about these things in his dreams.

Zhan Jinhua was locked around the neck by Zheng Jizong, who was bleeding from all seven orifices and showing his fangs, with a very thick iron chain, and was dragged into a fog.

She was trembling and couldn't move her legs at all. But Zheng Jizong didn't care whether she could walk or not, and directly pulled the chain to drag her forward.

After passing through the fog, we arrived at a place where it was pitch dark. It was just pitch black, with strange and sharp cries and shouts coming one after another, and creepy eyes flashing in the sky from time to time.

When she got used to the darkness, she found that those eyes had owners. Each of them had a thick chain tied around their neck and was suspended in the air.

Zhan Jinhua realized that something was wrong and wanted to escape, but Zheng Jizong got there first and threw the other end of the chain into the air, where it magically got fixed somewhere.

The other end of the chain continued to sink, hanging up Zhan Jinhua at this end.

Zhan Jinhua felt breathless and struggled desperately, but the chain only tightened. At that moment, Zhan Jinhua truly felt what despair was.

After struggling for who knows how long, Zhan Jinhua completely lost consciousness. When she woke up, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her hands were somehow pinching her neck.

She quickly put down her hand and breathed deeply, like a dying fish on the shore returning to the water.

It was almost dawn at this time, and you could see it through the translucent curtains.

Zhan Jinhua felt that this place was too evil and she had to move out quickly.

She waited until it was bright outside and began to pack her luggage. Then she carefully opened the door and walked out with her suitcase.

Zhan Jinhua pressed the up button for the elevator, and while waiting for the elevator, she turned her head to look elsewhere. This glance almost scared Zhan Jinhua to death on the spot.

The house here is a two-elevator, multi-family type. When I arrived in the middle of the night, I didn't have time to look at the surrounding environment.

Today, at the elevator entrance, she noticed that the two houses on the west side of the corridor both had dark doors, covered in large flowers and white cloth, like those in a mourning hall. A gloomy atmosphere washed over her, driving her crazy, yet she dared not breathe.

The elevator finally arrived. Zhan Jinhua immediately dragged her suitcase into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

She lived on the top floor, the eighteenth floor. This number was unlucky to begin with. She thought that if she got in the elevator, she could finally go straight to the first floor.

Unexpectedly, the elevator stopped at the tenth floor. She thought she had arrived, so she dragged her suitcase out of the elevator and walked forward. However, she found that there were black doors in front, behind, left and right, with door frames decorated in the style of a mourning hall. She could also vaguely hear the sound of someone talking.

Zhan Jinhua was scared to death. She turned around to get off the elevator, but found that both elevators were stopped on the first floor. She pressed the up button for a long time but there was no movement.

While she was waiting for the elevator, a door creaked open and a woman dressed in black with disheveled hair walked out.

"Ah~ ghost~" Zhan Jinhua was so frightened that she couldn't control herself and blurted out.

The other party was also startled by the shouting and screamed as well.

The two people's voices rose and fell, echoing in the corridor, making the already weird environment even more creepy.

At this time, the elevator door finally opened. Zhan Jinhua ran into the elevator, but found that there were more than ten people standing in the elevator. They were all wearing black with small white flowers on their chests, which was incompatible with Zhan Jinhua's red jacket.

Speaking of which, although Zhan Jinhua is old, she particularly likes bright colors when dressing.

Especially after Zheng Jizong's death, perhaps because she heard that ghosts are afraid of red, she suddenly put on several bright red clothes and hung a red rope around her neck. No matter how you look at it, these are used to ward off evil spirits.

Perhaps she also knew that she was sorry for her own son Zheng Jizong and felt guilty towards him, and was afraid that he would come to take her life at night, so she was so keen on wearing Dai Hong.

When she thought of the nightmare she had last night, she trembled all over and became limp. Now she had encountered such an unlucky group of people, which made Zhan Jinhua believe in ghosts and gods even more firmly.

Zhan Jinhua felt that those men in black were unlucky, while the other party felt that Zhan Jinhua's red clothes were too eye-catching and unlucky.

The man standing at the front was holding an urn in his hand. When he saw Zhan Jinhua in red, he turned his back reflexively to prevent the urn from meeting Zhan Jinhua.

He said to his companions, “Please ask her to leave. She can’t take the elevator my father just took. It will affect the fortunes of future generations.

The others got out of the elevator and chased Zhan Jinhua away, saying, "You can't ride this elevator if you're wearing red. You're so old, and you don't even know this little rule? Go away, take the stairs. Don't block our way here."

Zhan Jinhua was unhappy. When had she ever been bullied like this?

But the other party was outnumbered, so she had no choice but to give in temporarily. There was another elevator, and she planned to wait for it.

But unexpectedly, another elevator also stopped at the tenth floor, and a group of people in black came out. They were all from the same family as those holding the ashes.

Seeing that Zhan Jinhua was reluctant to go up the stairs, they directly guarded the elevator door and refused to let Zhan Jinhua get on the elevator.

If Zhan Jinhua hadn't felt terrified by the situation and wanted to leave as soon as possible, with her fiery personality, she wouldn't have let the other party go. If she got angry, she might even overturn the urn.

The situation was different today. She ultimately failed to get into the elevator and instead turned into the stairwell tremblingly.

On the tenth floor, it is easy to imagine how difficult it was for a fat old lady in her sixties to go down the stairs dragging a suitcase.

By the time Zhan Jinhua reached the first floor, her legs were so tired that they felt weak and she was out of breath.

Zhan Jinhua was a little disoriented in the unfamiliar neighborhood, not knowing which door to leave. In this shabby place, there wasn't a soul in sight, and there was no one to ask for directions.

She walked in the opposite direction of the main entrance and finally reached the end, but was blocked by a row of high walls.

Then I walked back along the same path I came from, and after a long journey, I finally got out of the community.