He knew very well that his wife was an ruthless person. She dominated him like a tigress and would not let other women get close to him. She was also very suspicious.

He took the initiative to reveal some flaws, showing that he valued the illegitimate child very much. He asked people for information about milk powder and looked forward to it more than welcoming his own son.

Sure enough, as soon as he discovered this, Peng Danqiu couldn't sit still.

So, there was a scene where she rushed to the other village and was determined to get rid of the baby in the widow's belly.

He didn't understand. The child's death was not directly caused by him. At most, he was not looking forward to it.

Why are you seeking revenge on him?

If it really doesn't work, just take Peng Danqiu away. Anyway, he has been fed up with this crazy woman for so many years.

"Unfilial things, they won't rest in peace in the underworld. I'll find a Taoist priest to pray for his soul in a couple of days."

Peng Danqiu looked around and said, "I think there might be something dirty in our house. Why don't we move out for a while?"

"That's easy to say, but where will you live after you move out? Your parents' home? Then wouldn't I be a live-in son-in-law?

"Okay, it's just a nightmare, don't take it seriously. Go get some ginger water. I have a terrible headache, I guess I caught a cold last night."

After his persuasion, Peng Danqiu felt a little relieved and drank brown sugar ginger water with him.

Because of illness and lack of sleep, neither of them went to work. They lay in bed for a long time but couldn't fall asleep.

My head was buzzing and I kept hearing the screams of women and children in my ears.

Peng Danqiu complained to the ceiling, "The people next door are talking too loudly. They don't even know how to be quiet."

When she has the energy to go out, she will definitely pinch that girl hard.

At night, they found that they had been too reassured.

The scene from last night was repeated, and since they had been prepared, the surroundings became even more terrifying and the punishment even more painful.

The days passed like years, and in just one night, they felt as if they had experienced ten years of torture.

When they opened their eyes again, they were both speechless for a moment, and the inexplicable mumbling appeared again.

This time I could hear it more clearly, sometimes far away, sometimes near. One second it seemed to be right next to my ear, and the next second it had floated into the clouds. It definitely wasn't coming from next door.

Feeling dizzy and dazed, Xiong Jiaping even felt that he had seen his great-grandfather who had died in childhood.

What is even more difficult to talk about is that he was subjected to castration for most of the night. Countless knives chopped off the part below his crotch, and then chopped it up again when it grew back, and this was repeated thousands of times.

All the pain is so real, piercing the bones and penetrating the heart.

He still felt a dull pain, like being pricked by needles. Going to the toilet was like torture for him, and he was afraid that he would never be able to use it again.

Thinking of the evil spirit last night who laughed and said that he wanted him to stay with him and his mother forever, Xiong Jiaping's teeth made a clicking sound and his eyes became bloodshot and red.

From now on, he will become a useless person.

Why? Isn’t it just playing with a few women?

If he really went to the underworld last night, he should not have been punished so severely.

In the past, he had only heard that evil women who committed adultery would be punished in hell, and that men who had multiple women would be boiled in oil.

In the past, it was common for men to have three wives and four concubines and have extramarital affairs, and the King of Hell would not care.

Could it be that in the new China, even the underworld has to abide by the new regulations?

Why didn't anyone come to inform him?

Peng Danqiu's ability to endure was not as good as his. Unable to bear two nights of torture, she was frightened and looked dazed. She opened her mouth and muttered something incomprehensible. It was obvious that she was not far from going crazy.

Compared to her, Xiong Jiaping was more worried about one thing, which was his own lifespan.

Hearing that a trip to the underworld would greatly shorten his lifespan, he always felt that the wrinkles on his face and the white hair on his head were increasing.

If this happens a few more times, he won't have to worry about whether he will become a eunuch in the future, because he may not survive for even half a month.

When he thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart and white sweat broke out on his back.

Who wants to die when they are in the prime of life?

Xiong Jiaping is quite satisfied with his current situation. He has a wife, children and a job. It is time for him to enjoy his life.

I don't want my soul to be taken away and trapped in a dark and terrible place to be tortured forever.

After a while, Peng Danqiu finally came to his senses and said he would not dare to stay there any longer.

The couple discussed for a long time in the house and both agreed that it was urgent to find a master to exorcise the ghost.

Through introductions, they found a few fortune-tellers and so-called quack doctors. Under the pressure of money, three waves of them came in one afternoon.

They invite people to perform rituals, buy talismans and ritual implements, and invite statues of gods to worship. There are so many ways to do it.

They did this behind closed doors, and the neighbors noticed, but didn't do much.

After Xiong Jiaping sent the people away and fell asleep with trepidation, he discovered in despair that the ball of flesh and blood appeared again. It seemed to be bigger than before and the fishy smell was even stronger.

"Dad, are you looking for someone to play with me? You're so nice. I can't wait for you to come down and play with me."

It's the third day, and those shaman dances are of no use at all.

Xiong Jiaping couldn't hold it in any longer, and he knelt on the ground crying and confessed his mistake to him, asking him what he had to do to let him go.

"I will burn paper money and a paper house for you. You can live out your days in the underworld and don't come looking for me anymore."

"No, Dad can only have me as his only child."

He flew away with a giggle, leaving Xiong Jiaping standing there. No matter how much he begged, it was useless. He was dragged away again like a dead dog and subjected to all kinds of torture.

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"Where's the stuff?"

He Ruixue hid in the shade of a tree, like an underground party member meeting. Fang Wanggui handed her a closed wooden box and said, "Here."

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