The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 128

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Luo Huaiyu had been killed by Sheng Yihang over a month ago, then, after being prepared for it, Sheng Yihang had thrown him in the back of a remote cemetery.

He had originally been a practitioner of mystic arts, and after being exposed to the resentment and the deathly energy from the cemetery, he woke up in his body that very day.

But he couldn't get up immediately. He had to soak up a few more days of moonlight before he could move at all.

After that, he was worried about his parents and sister being harmed, so he didn't have time to check on Sheng Yihang's situation and rushed back to Yuntian Province, braving the sun.

So, he had no idea that about a week after his death, Sheng Yihang also died mysteriously.

Luo Ting said, "Sheng Yihang had his accident in the middle of the night. The next morning, when the cleaning staff went to tidy up, they found his body stiff and immediately called the police."

At that time, Luo Ting had also taken on a corpse-delivery job and, worried about any setbacks along the way, specifically applied for related materials.

According to the records, Sheng Yihang had been working overtime at the company until eleven o'clock, finally finishing the work he had fallen behind on from the past couple of days. He immediately packed up and was ready to go home.

The company's surveillance footage clearly showed that he had stopped a couple of times while tidying up his desk, subconsciously rubbing his chest, likely because his heart was feeling unwell.

But he didn't take it seriously, didn't do anything about it, and just finished tidying up his desk and went downstairs.

When he reached a man-made lake outside the company, his body suddenly swayed, one hand clutching his chest, and he fell into the lake.

Luo Ting scoffed twice, "When I went to pick him up in Magic City, I made sure to stop by his company. At that time, there were rumors circulating in the company that he either died from exhaustion or had been taken as a substitute by a water ghost, but neither of those were true."

"He drowned in the artificial lake, but the place he collapsed was at the shallow edge of the lake, where the water was only about 10 to 15 centimeters deep."

Of course, this still wasn't the strangest part.

The truly strange part was that when he fell, his body was face up, with neither his mouth nor nose submerged in water. Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't have drowned at all.

But somehow, he still drowned, with the heart attack just being the reason he fell.

Luo Ting said, "This death was too weird. I was also worried he was taken as a substitute, so I rushed to the artificial lake. But when I got there, I found the lake was incredibly clean, which meant it had probably been specially cleaned by a master when it was first dug."

Although the work scope for corpse handlers like them had changed a lot compared to the past, the old traditions were still passed down generation by generation.

For example, there was the rule of "three times to handle, three times not to handle."

One of the "three not to handle" was for people who drowned in rivers or hanged themselves.

The older generation of corpse handlers believed that these people had been taken as substitutes, their souls trapped, making it impossible to bring them back to their homeland. They generally wouldn't take on this type of work.

Nowadays, corpse handlers had expanded their business scope and didn't care much about this, but it still showed how troublesome situations like this could be.

"I really thought I would have to fight something in the water before I could take him away," Luo Ting said, his expression turning more sarcastic.

"But when I got there, no water ghost appeared. Instead, I found signs of struggle at the place he fell. That means, before he died, he was at least conscious for a while, trying to save himself, but failed."

This was quite thought-provoking.

A person who suffered a heart attack, who accidentally fell into an artificial lake, with their face up in water only a few inches deep, yet somehow had water enter their mouth and nose, slowly struggling to breathe.

If he had drowned while unconscious, he might not have felt as much pain, but Sheng Yihang had somehow regained consciousness.

He realized his situation and desperately tried to struggle his way to the shore, but it was all in vain, unable to escape his fate.

It happened at night, with no security patrols and no pedestrians passing by.

He tried desperately to save himself. Alone in the silent night, he crawled with all his might toward the edge of the lake. His short nails broke and bled from scraping, leaving countless scratches by the lake's edge, as he slowly, painfully suffocated to death.

No one knew exactly what happened at that time, and Luo Ting didn't know either.

But just by looking at the claw marks along the lake, Luo Ting knew how painful and unwilling he must have been to die.

This was the reason he had been willing to bring Sheng Yihang's body home earlier.

The police investigation concluded that it was an accident. Sheng Yihang, young as he was, had died, and his grandfather was such a good person that of course, he wouldn't refuse such a job.

This was also the reason Luo Ting found it so ironic when he thought about it now.

The police's conclusion was correct; it was indeed an accident. But whether or not it was retribution was hard to say.

"Maybe it was the deceased old man teaching his unworthy descendant a lesson," Luo Ting said firmly. "This is his retribution!"

Luo Huaiyu fell silent for a moment, letting out a long breath. His eyes revealed a hint of mockery and some sense of relief.

He stood up, his tone calm. "Maybe it really is retribution, but I no longer believe in that. I'll find him and personally send him to hell. I want him to suffer in the eighteen levels of hell, never to be reincarnated!"

Luo Ting immediately stood up, too. "Let's find him! I'll go with you! Such a scoundrel shouldn't be allowed to roam free!"

Chi Qingzhou, who had been silently listening to Luo Ting, suddenly spoke up. "Ah Yu, before coming to Shaoqiu City, I heard something. Your aunt, uncle, and sister must have met with an accident not long ago, right?"

Luo Huaiyu understood and answered directly, "Yes, just a few days ago. Their time of death was indeed later than Sheng Yihang's. It's very likely that after Sheng Yihang was taken, he was refined into something."

Then, the now non-human Sheng Yihang lost control of his twisted mind and directly barged into the Luo family's house.

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