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It was unclear who recorded the incident and posted it online.
At first, netizens condemned Grandma Li, and the video's popularity skyrocketed, with the comments section filled with insults.
Upon seeing the overwhelming criticism online, Jiajia's Father rushed into the house, his face filled with anxiety. He slammed his phone onto the table, the screen displaying a torrent of hateful comments, and shouted at Grandma Li, "Mom, what’s going on with this online mess? Why is everyone blaming us?"
Grandma Li sat on the sofa, a flicker of panic crossing her face, but she quickly straightened her back and angrily replied, "It's that woman! She wants to extort our house and is deliberately spreading lies online to blow things out of proportion! I just wanted to teach her a small lesson. Who knew she would be so vicious and take it online!"
At that moment, Jiajia's Mother walked out of the room. Hearing their conversation, she sighed helplessly and said, "Mom, no matter what, we can't deal with her like that. With everything going on online, we should issue an apology statement to clarify the situation. That way, people might stop criticizing us."
Upon hearing this, Grandma Li jumped up, waving her arms in the air and shouting at the top of her lungs, "Apologize? Why should we apologize! It's clearly her fault! Why are you siding with an outsider? Are you trying to drive me to my grave? I raised my son through thick and thin, and now you're all helping someone else bully me!"
As she spoke, Grandma Li plopped down on the floor and began to wail while pounding her thighs.
Jiajia's Father quickly moved to Grandma Li's side, squatting down beside her and gently patting her back in comfort. "Mom, please don’t be upset. I’m definitely on your side. We can’t just let her bully us like this."
Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he said, "Mom, I have an idea! Let’s go live and tell our side of the story to the viewers. We can show them who the real victims are. We’ll set up a tragic background and use Jiajia’s old toys to really cry it out in front of the camera. That will surely convince everyone!"
Upon hearing this, Grandma Li immediately stopped crying. She got up from the floor with a smug expression on her face and nodded in agreement. "That’s a great idea! Let everyone see her true colors and see who will still support her!"
Jiajia's Mother watched this scene unfold, shaking her head helplessly as she muttered softly to herself, "This isn't good..."
But her voice was drowned out by Grandma Li and Jiajia's Father enthusiastically discussing the details of their live stream performance.
Jiajia's Father and Grandma Li quickly set about preparing for the live broadcast.
Jiajia's Father found many of Jiajia's old belongings—dolls, little dresses—and piled them up in front of the live stream background.
Grandma Li deliberately changed into an old, faded outfit and tousled her hair to create a pitiful appearance.
With everything ready, the live stream began.
Jiajia's Father turned on the camera, squeezed out a few tears, and spoke in a choked voice, "Dear viewers, you must stand up for us!
This woman has fabricated all sorts of lies to extort money from our family. We are truly at our wits' end!"
As he spoke, he picked up one of Jiajia's dolls and held it up to the camera. "This is my daughter Jiajia's toy. Seeing it breaks our hearts as it reminds us of her. Yet this woman maliciously slanders us online, making us bear so much shame."
Grandma Li chimed in beside him, sobbing uncontrollably, her nose running as she lamented, "Our family is already devastated by the disappearance of my granddaughter. How can we survive with this happening?"
During the live stream, comments from viewers flooded in like a tidal wave. Initially, many viewers questioned them, leaving messages in the comment section: "How do you explain what you've done before?"
"Stop playing the victim; maybe it's your wrongdoing!"
Seeing these doubts, Jiajia's Father immediately responded, "Everyone, don't be fooled by that woman! She's just trying to tarnish our reputation!"
Grandma Li joined in with her own cries, "At my age, how could I possibly commit such heinous acts? It's all her slander!"
As the two continued their sob story performance, some unsuspecting viewers began to waver. The tide of comments gradually shifted, with many expressing sympathy and increasingly criticizing the female protagonist.
Meanwhile, I was still unaware of what was happening online.
Ever since Grandma Li had caused me trouble, I found it all very strange.
Grandma Li's actions were excessive, and both Su Yao and I believed that Jiajia's disappearance and death were connected to her.
At that moment, I had my relatives back home send me the belongings left by my grandmother.
The package finally arrived today.
As I opened the box, yellowed talismans, a bell inscribed with mysterious symbols, and an old Peach Wood Sword, among other Celestial Master tools, came into view.
Su Yao looked at me with concern and asked, "Are you sure about this?"
I felt uncertain myself but forced myself to respond, "We'll treat a dead horse as if it were a living one."
Yes, this Celestial Master who is afraid of ghosts decided to summon spirits.
Thinking of Grandma Li's arrogant demeanor made even ghosts seem less frightening.
In the deep of night, the entire city fell into slumber; the surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the occasional sound of a cat meowing outside the window.
In the center of the living room, I carefully drew a spirit-summoning array on the floor with chalk.
Su Yao stood beside me, handing me tools. She looked tense, constantly alert to any sounds around us.
Once the array was set up, I took a deep breath and lit the candles. As soon as the candle was lit, the flame suddenly turned a ghostly green.
Immediately after, a fierce wind howled through the doors and windows; the curtains flapped wildly while papers on the table flew everywhere.
I closed my eyes tightly, beads of sweat forming on my forehead as I murmured incantations under my breath.
Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the silence. I opened my eyes wide to see a six-year-old girl in blood-stained clothes standing before me.
Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes stared at me intently.
Although I couldn't see the girl, the bone-chilling cold made my teeth chatter, and she instinctively gripped my hand tightly.
I fought against my fear and focused on "communicating" with the girl.
Gradually, images of her last moments began to surface in my mind...
The little girl was hungry, crying as she asked her grandmother for food. Instead of giving her anything, the grandmother yelled, "You worthless little brat! All you do is eat! It's because of you that your mother didn't give birth to a proper grandson!"
As she continued to scold, the grandmother kicked at the girl. The girl couldn't dodge in time and struck her head hard against a sharp piece of furniture. Blood gushed out instantly, and she collapsed into unconsciousness.
At first, the grandmother panicked a little, but she quickly regained her composure. Without even taking a proper look, she assumed the girl was dead and turned to grab a knife from the kitchen.
In the end, the girl's body was stuffed into several garbage bags.
Seeing all this, I collapsed to the ground, trembling with rage.
This little ghost was Jiajia, and the grandmother I saw through the girl's perspective had the face of Grandma Li.
Su Yao hurriedly supported me and anxiously asked what was wrong. I told her everything I had witnessed.
After hearing this, Su Yao angrily exclaimed, "How can there be such a heartless person! We must make her pay for what she did!"
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