As soon as Lin Yin said this, Zhang Yuanhe was stunned, and Zhang Zeai was also stunned. They both turned to look at Lin Yin, wondering what Lin Yin meant?
What made her father let Zhang Zening go? What does this have to do with her father?
Could it be that the Secretary Zhang she was talking about asked Mr. Zhang to bear the consequences on his own instead of harming her husband?
If this was what Lin Yin meant, Zhang Yuanhe frowned, but he felt that he could understand Lin Yin's thoughts.
After all, one side is her father-in-law, and the other side is her husband. As a wife, she naturally does not want to see anything happen to her husband. Human nature is selfish, and it is her husband who will spend her whole life with her.
"Xiaoyin, you..." Zhang Zeai and Zhang Yuanhe were thinking about it together. Her face was a little ugly, but she couldn't blame Lin Yin, because if she were in Lin Yin's position, she wouldn't dare
I promise that I will not make the same choice as Lin Yin.
After all, his father is their father. To Lin Yin, he is just a father-in-law and has no blood relationship.
However, after Qin Yu heard Lin Yin's words, there was no trace of surprise on his face, but his pupils shrank slightly.
"Dad, please, please let Zening go. He is your son-in-law." Lin Yin was still crying and shouting, but his eyes were spinning around, as if he was looking for something.
There was no response, and the only sound in the house was Zhang Zening's painful screams. Seeing this, Lin Yin couldn't bear it anymore and ran directly towards the balcony, "Dad, since you don't want to let Zening go, then take me with you."
Let’s go.”
Lin Yin ran out of the balcony. Zhang Yuanhe and Zhang Zeai were about to stop him, but were stopped by Qin Yu, "Let her go, she is the only variable."
Lin Yin is the only variable that determines whether the Zhang family can survive this disaster.
Lin Yin ran to the balcony and grabbed the umbrella held by Zhang Zening. Zhang Zening was already semi-conscious and was easily snatched away by Lin Yin.
Lin Yin held an umbrella, and the beast outside the balcony stared at Lin Yin with hateful eyes. The next moment, there was a roar and a tiger suddenly rushed towards Lin Yin.
Without any resistance, Lin Yin closed his eyes and let the tiger pounce. This made Liu Yang scream in surprise. He seemed to have seen the cruel scene of Lin Yin bleeding under the tiger's claws, because he couldn't bear to see this.
At the scene, Liu Yang closed his eyes.
The moment Liu Yang closed his eyes, a dark wind blew up. The wind was so strong that it made the entire balcony roar. The umbrella in Lin Yin's hand was blown away by the wind and fell to the side.
At the same time, the evil wind blew away the tiger that was about to pounce on Lin Yin. The tiger roared unwillingly, but unfortunately it could not do anything about the evil wind.
The tiger was not the only one that was blown away by the cold wind. All the other beasts that were watching eagerly on the balcony were also blown away by the cold wind. When the cold wind stopped, there was not a single animal left outside Zhang's house.
Lin Yin opened his eyes, and then suddenly fell to the ground. Looking at the dark night, he murmured to himself: "Dad, thank you, thank you for letting Zening go."
"Xiao...Xiaoyu, what's going on?" Zhang Yuanhe looked at Qin Yu with a surprised look on his face. Why did the beasts leave as soon as Zhang Zening's wife went out?
"Come in, everyone." Qin Yu sighed slightly, "Uncle, go help the two brothers Zhang Zetao to this sofa."
"Oh, okay."
Uncle Qin Yu and Liu Yang carried brothers Zhang Zetao and Zhang Zening to the sofa and sat down. Lin Yin followed them in silently, looking at the scars on Zhang Zening's body with a look of distress on his face.
"Xiaoyu, do you want to send them to the hospital?" Zhang Yuanhe looked at the two brothers Zhang Zetao who were bleeding and asked Qin Yu with some worry.
"No need, just give them these two pieces of ginseng to hold in their mouths."
Qin Yu took out two ginseng slices that were only as big as a fingernail and handed them to his uncle. Although uncle Qin Yu was a little confused, he still followed Qin Yu's instructions and gave each of Zhang Zetao's brothers a piece to hold in their mouths.
Zhang Yuanhe thought about what use such a small piece of ginseng could have. He had also eaten ginseng. Apart from supplementing the body, it did not have much effect on wounds. Moreover, if it was weak, it would not be supplemented excessively. The more fragile the body, the more likely it would be.
The less likely you are to take supplements right away.
Naturally, Zhang Yuanhe would not know that this ginseng was a small piece of the thousand-year-old ginseng that Qin Yu obtained from the Thirty-six Cave Paradise. Just such a small piece of ginseng can extend the life of a person for several hours as long as he is still breathing. It can be said that
It's something a thousand pieces of gold can't buy.
Therefore, when the Zhang Zetao brothers took the piece of ginseng in their mouths, the wounds on their bodies immediately stopped bleeding, and their faces slowly turned rosy. Zhang Yuanhe could hardly believe what he saw. A piece of ginseng could have such magical properties.
effect?
The two brothers Zhang Zetao and Zhang Zening woke up quickly after taking ginseng. They saw themselves lying on the sofa, with confusion on their faces, because their memories still stayed outside the balcony.
"Everyone is awake and here, so let's sit down and have a good chat." When Qin Yu said this, he looked at the door, "Come in, no matter what you want to do, it's the best right now.
when."
When Qin Yu finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew at the door. Then, the candles at the door were extinguished, and the paper money in the iron pot had already been burned.
"Brother, please sit down."
Qin Yu said something to the front, which made Zhang Yuanhe and others feel terrified, because in front of Qin Yu there was nothing but air and no one existed at all.
Qin Yu reached into the bag on the coffee table and took out a few green leaves from the inside. They were several old grapefruit tree leaves. Each leaf had a hole eaten by insects.
"Put this leaf over your eyes." There were six leaves in total, and Qin Yu distributed them to the six people present.
When Zhang Yuanhe and the others put the leaves over their eyes and then looked at the sofa opposite Qin Yu, everyone was dumbfounded, except Lin Yin.
Because they saw an old man in his fifties sitting opposite Qin Yu. The old man's face was pale and bloodless. When everyone's eyes met the old man, they were all struck by the cold look in the old man's eyes.
Scared.
"Is this a ghost?"
Zhang Yuanhe and Liu Yang shuddered because they thought about what Qin Yu had told them before in the community, that there was a ghost in the Zhang family. At this moment, this old man in his fifties appeared silently, except for
What else could it be if it were a ghost?
"I didn't know what to call you originally, but now I know. Hello, Mr. Lin, Lin Yin's father." Qin Yu raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the old man opposite, and said.
"What!"
As soon as Qin Yu said these words, the faces of Zhang Zetao and his brother all showed shock, especially Zhang Zening who looked at his wife Lin Yin aside, "Xiaoyin, hasn't my father-in-law been dead for twenty years?"
Is he? He really is?"
Lin Yin bit her lip tightly, with a complicated look on her face. After a long time, she quietly replied: "Yes, he is my father."
Lin Yin's words confirmed Qin Yu's words, but at the same time, they also made everyone present more confused. The ghost of Lin Yin's father, a man who had been dead for twenty years, appeared in the Zhang family. What was going on?
?
"Don't be confused, I believe the truth of the matter will be revealed bit by bit, but before that, I want to explain something to you."
Qin Yu's eyes swept over everyone present, and finally landed on Old Secretary Zhang.
"I believe everyone has heard of the word official prestige and has some sense of official prestige."
Qin Yu's words made Zhang Yuanhe and the others nod. Zhang Yuanhe and Liu Yang were both from the officialdom and had the deepest impression of official power. The Zhang family was also considered a family of officials, so naturally they were no strangers to official power.
"Many ordinary people feel inferior when they see an official. This does involve the invisible and intangible official power. However, official power is not only useful for the living, but also for the dead."
"It is said that the mirror hangs high. In ancient times, ghosts did not dare to approach the government offices because officials had official prestige, and this official prestige made the ghosts jealous and afraid."
"There is such a saying. This is the first time I have heard of it." Zhang Yuanhe said with a look of sudden realization on his face.
"Uncle, with your current position, ordinary brats won't dare to approach you, because your official authority is enough to crush these brats to death." Qin Yu looked at his uncle and smiled.
said.
"But Master Qin, what does this have to do with my old man's illness?" Zhang Zetao asked in confusion.
"Yes, of course it is related, and it is still very important." Qin Yu looked at Old Secretary Zhang with a sneer in his eyes, "Why do you think your father suddenly got a strange disease after he retired? It's because your father retired.
The official position is gone, and without the official position and official prestige, the ghost will come to take revenge on your father."
"Your father's position has the official prestige that the official position brings. Ghosts dare not approach your father. Therefore, nothing happened to your father for so many years." When Qin Yu said this, he paused.
Sneered again and again, "Retirement syndrome, how many so-called retirement syndromes are revenge from ghosts."
"But why do ghosts want to take revenge on my old man?" Zhang Zetao was puzzled. His old man had never harmed anyone, so how could a ghost come to take revenge on him?
"You have to ask your father about this."
Qin Yu looked at Old Secretary Zhang, and when Qin Yu finished speaking, two drops of turbid tears rolled down from the corners of Old Secretary Zhang's eyes.
Old Secretary Zhang shed tears, but still did not speak and maintained his dull look.
"No matter how you want to understand the cause and effect, just tell us the truth." Qin Yu looked at Lin Yin's father opposite and said. (To be continued)