Li Jingming gradually couldn't control his emotions again, and Ruan Zhan walked over and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down. And when Xiao Xia heard the part of Li Jingming's mother's visit to relatives, tears were about to flow out. Although she did not know what the conduct of Li Jingming's accusation against his wife's family had to do with the case, she sometimes needed such enlightening inquiries and active listening during inquiries, and could not make judgments prematurely.

Li Jingming took a deep breath, forced back his tears, sorted out his thoughts and continued: "More than a month before this incident, our family planned to avoid the Golden Week and go to City A for a tour of the ancient town in the south, but at this time I learned that a letter from my hometown came to say that my mother was sick. Of course I had to go back, and my wife was upset and thought I had delayed the family's plans. But this time I had a very ominous premonition, and although she didn't want to go back, she couldn't stop me in theory, so I was finally able to go home. But she didn't give me anything but a little money for the journey, and my son wouldn't let me take it, so I had to sell blood. But when I got home, my mother didn't need it anymore.

After the funeral, I rushed home immediately, but she still thought I was delaying for a long time and forced me to prepare for the trip immediately. My mother just passed away, how can I be in the mood, but I really can't resist her, so I have to obey the pain. Maybe sad and not in good spirits, I had a problem booking a hotel online, and when we arrived, we found that there was no room we booked at all, and it happened that there was a big tour group there to avoid Golden Week, so there were no empty rooms. We had to leave the only three-star hotel in the area and stay in a small local inn that had been converted from a private house - called Ye Yuan. Our whole family treated me like a sinner for this. Then something happened. ”

A look of fear appeared on Li Jingming's face, "At that time, I was in a very bad mood, and I felt ashamed of my mother who gave birth to me and raised me. And to be honest, it was the first time I felt so hated for my wife and their whole family, even my son, because he was so influenced by them that he looked down on me as a cowardly and useless father. I hate them for insulting my mother and making me undignified; I hate them for letting me know the news of my mother's illness very late, so that my mother didn't see me when she was dying, and she didn't see her grandson, and she didn't blink an eye; I hate them for forcing me to do what I don't want to do when I'm most sad, as if someone who died not long ago was someone I had nothing to do with me; hates them for being sanctimonious in front of others, but behind them they are selfish, cruel and narrow-minded; I hate everything they have done to me for eighteen years, and I still feel at ease. At that time, I was really hateful, so hateful that I never found that hatred was such a strong emotion, so hateful that I wanted to kill everyone.

That was the first time I had a quarrel with my wife and vented my grievances for so many years. My wife is used to being strong, how can she tolerate me rebelling, so the more we quarrel, the more we fight, and my parents-in-law and my sister-in-law also came to help my wife. I don't know what evil happened, but in the end, it was the whole family who beat me together, and it was useless for the shopkeeper to persuade me. In fact, their family is a cultural person after all, although they always come to the yin, but they will never be violent in public, not to mention that the whole family is on it together.

I was beaten and bruised and swollen, and at night I ran to the river not far from the back of the house to sulk. At that time, I had nowhere to vent my anger and resentment, so I told my own reflection in the river that I couldn't quench my anger. I nagged for a long time, and when I finally felt a little more relaxed, I said, 'I hope I can cut off all the heads of their family and feed them to the dogs!' ’。 Actually, I was just angry and talking, but then a sharp male voice in the water replied to me, 'I will do what you want!' ’

I was so frightened that I ran back to the inn and asked the kind shopkeeper who was waiting for me if it was haunted, and the shopkeeper said very firmly, and was very angry that I would smash his sign by talking nonsense. I saw that he was so determined, so I felt a little relieved, thinking that I was confused and hallucinating. Then the shopkeeper helped me deal with the injuries on my body, and after a few more persuasions, he sent me to the room upstairs. At that time, the whole family paid no attention to me, and of course they would not pay for my travel, although the hotel had a dozen rooms, and at this time our family lived in it, but I could not afford to open another room, so I had to sleep in the attic.

I was tired, aching and hungry, and the attic was dark and damp, so I couldn't sleep until midnight, when I suddenly heard the sound of running water, like a light rain and something leaking. Strangely, you can see the starry sky from the skylight in the attic, and the sound seems to come from outside the door.

I remembered the incident by the river, and I was too frightened to come out of the bed, but the sound did not stop, but grew louder and louder, until at last it became the noise of a small river, so close that it seemed like I was lying by the river. I knew that the rest of the people in the inn would not hear this, that it was coming for me, and that it wouldn't stop until I opened the door, so I had to be bold enough to open it.

There was nothing outside the door, just unusually dark, and then I felt the sound of dripping water coming from behind me again. I froze there in fright, unable to move, but the door slammed and closed without wind. I forced myself to turn slowly, and although it was dark, I could clearly see a large water stain next to the bed, but it was obviously dry. Then, step by step, a pair of wet footprints reached out to me, as if something was coming towards me and standing in front of me.

I mustered up courage and asked in a trembling voice, 'Who are you?' But he was afraid that he would answer, but he answered. He said I helped him, so he was going to help me fulfill my wish and cut off the heads of my family. I was shocked and said that I didn't know what I had helped him, but I was just angry and didn't want to kill my whole family, and it was such a murderous method. Then I said a lot of words, I don't know what it is, I just want to find something to say, saying that people are not grass and trees can be ruthless, although my wife's family is not very good to me, but after all, it is a family, and after living together for so many years, how can there be feelings. I babbled on and on to get it away, but there was silence all around, and I thought that if anyone saw me, they would think it was a strange scene, like a madman talking to himself. Just when I thought it was gone and breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly felt the room shake violently, as if I was in the middle of the water. The water was so cold that I couldn't breathe, and a voice screamed angrily in my ear. I was so scared that I couldn't hear what it was saying, only that I heard him scold me for not being a man, and that I had to pay for it. I begged it to let our family go, but the suffocation felt worse and heavier, and I thought it would kill me, but I felt a chill in my chest, and then I passed out.