Gao Acai fell ill, had a high fever and was unconscious.

The doctor went in and out every day, but three days passed and Gao Acai still didn't get better.

The villagers started talking about it.

"What do you think happened to Gao Acai? He looked like he was dying after he collapsed. I heard that the doctor couldn't wake him up even with a needle."

"He must have done too many immoral things, and now he is being punished."

"I think he wanted to kill Jiaojiao, so now he is getting his comeuppance."

"Don't think too much about it. He might have gotten old and suddenly got sick. It's not like we haven't heard of elderly people suddenly falling ill and dying."

There are all kinds of opinions.

But everyone believed that Gao Acai got his retribution.

Gao Miao and Xie go out to do business every day. Their braised meat sales are getting better and better, and their business is booming.

Every day, we maintain a supply of four pig heads and four sets of pig offal.

When it comes to food, Xie always keeps his word and cooks different dishes every day.

This made the greedy cat Gao Zhi cry. There was an adult living inside her. She could smell the aroma of meat but couldn't eat it. This was really torment.

Gao Zhi was so greedy that he swallowed his saliva and muttered various recipes.

She used this process to comfort herself, but she didn't expect that the food she wanted to eat would appear at home the next day.

This is incredible!

Gao Zhi was crying!

However, Gao Miao later secretly wrote down the recipes at night and stopped telling Xie how to cook the food, for fear that Jiaojiao would suffer again.

At night, after Gao Miao finished writing the recipe and put everything away, he took out tools from the jar and cut out little figures with talisman paper.

The little paper man was placed on the table. Following Gao Miao's incantation, the little paper man stood up and danced randomly on the table.

The light on the little paper man became brighter and brighter, and his movements became faster and faster.

Gao Miao's forehead was covered with sweat.

Over there, Gao Acai, whose fever had just subsided, suddenly had a fever again. This time he was no longer motionless, but struggled with his hands and feet, and kept shouting.

The sound was hoarse, like a dull saw cutting wood, and he was breathing heavily, looking very painful.

"No! I don't want to go to the eighteen levels of hell. Please don't drag me onto the mountain of knives."

"No, no, no! Ah... I don't want to go into the sea of ​​fire..."

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, all the ancestors, please don't do this... don't do this..."

Old Mrs. Gao and others gathered around the bed, listening to what Gao Acai shouted. They turned pale with fright and looked at each other.

This... is it almost over?

Is this because the soul has been lured to hell by the ghost and is about to be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell?

Old Mrs. Gao was trembling all over, and she tightly grasped Old Third Gao's hand, "Old Third, your father, your father will be fine, right?"

Gao Laosan was speechless. He felt his eyes were a little sore and dry.

He reached out and rubbed his eyes, and when he looked towards the bed, he screamed in fright.

"Ghost..."

"My Goddess, let's go! There are so many little ghosts around my father. Some of them are holding knives, some are holding torches, some are sticking out long tongues, and some are bleeding from all seven orifices..."

Gao Laosan closed his eyes, shook off the old lady, and ran out regardless of anything.

With a bang!

Gao Laosan hit his head against the door frame, stars appeared in his eyes, his ears buzzed, and blood flowed from his forehead.

Everyone else was terrified.

Gao Laosan's wife hurried over to help him up, "Boss, you're injured."

"Help me walk! I can't stand up anymore, I..."

A foul smell wafted into Gao Laosan's nose. Gao Laosan's wife looked down and saw that Gao Laosan's pants were wet and there was a puddle of water on the ground.

Gao Laosan was so scared that he peed his pants!

Gao Acai was still screaming in pain, and when everyone saw Gao Laosan like this, it felt like there were little ghosts all around him. The little ghosts were flying everywhere, and the little ghosts wanted to drag people down to hell, and the little ghosts wanted to send people to the eighteen levels of hell.

Old Mrs. Gao and the others were all in a panic!

Gao Lao Er looked at Gao Lao Tai, "Mom, what should we do?"

Old Mrs. Gao sat down on the ground, feeling weak all over. She was also frightened.

It happened too suddenly.

Gao Acai and Gao Laosan’s reactions were too scary.

A gust of wind blew, the oil lamp on the table went out, the room became pitch dark, and instantly people felt like they were falling into an ice cellar.

So cold!

It seemed as if the season of snowing had suddenly arrived that night.

** Gao Acai shouted: "It's so cold! Don't lock me in the ice cellar."

Ahhhh…

The people in the house screamed and ran out, holding their heads.

Because their screams were so loud, everyone in the village heard them. They heard them shouting "ghosts" and "help", and many villagers planned to go over to see what was going on.

However, those who were farther away could see that Gao Acai’s house was pitch black.

This is?

What's going on?

The villagers were also frightened.

Holding torches, they went together.

When they arrived at Gao Acai's house, the villagers found that except Gao Acai and Old Lady Gao, everyone else was outside.

"What's wrong with you guys?"

"What are you guys yelling about in the middle of the night?"

When they heard the word "ghost", Gao Laoer and the others trembled all over, their lips quivered, and they couldn't utter a word.

"Speak up, isn't your father seriously ill? Why are you outside?"

"I heard their family howling like wolves and ghosts at home. If someone didn't know, they would think your house was haunted."

"Ahhhh..." Gao Laosan screamed, "Stop talking."

The villagers looked unhappy.

They came to visit with good intentions, but these people were ungrateful and are still treating them like this now. They really don't know what's good for them.

Seeing that the villagers were angry, Gao Laoer quickly explained: "Thank you, everyone. My third brother is not angry with you, he is just afraid of hearing the word ghost."

Afraid of hearing the word ghost?

The villagers looked at each other.

Could it be that this family really saw a ghost?

At this time, Gao Acai's voice came from the room: "No! Don't drag me down to the eighteenth level of hell."

At this time, everyone was frightened by this atmosphere.

Gao Laoer bravely explained the strange things that happened tonight. The villagers were secretly amazed and at the same time felt creepy standing there.

Many villagers left with excuses.

It's so scary here!

Finally, Gao Laoer and his wife supported each other and went to find Gao Ronghua.

When the ancestor heard about this, he asked Gao Ronghua and his brother to accompany him to Gao Acai's house. Strangely enough, when the ancestor and his friends arrived at Gao Acai's house, the gusts of cold wind stopped, and Gao Acai stopped struggling and shouting...

It's just so weird!

The ancestor seemed to be the light of justice; when he came, all the evil spirits fled away.

The next morning, Gao Acai woke up.

But he couldn't speak anymore.

He shouted too loudly last night and the doctor said his throat was injured. He needs to take some medicine for a while and see how he recovers.

The doctor can't guarantee whether it can be cured.

Gao Miao and Xie just pretended not to know about this matter. What happened to Gao Acai's family had nothing to do with them. They went out early as usual to sell braised meat in the town.

"Mr. Gao."

Butler Yan personally led a ewe to the vegetable market, and the servant next to him was holding a lamb in his arms.

"Master Gao, we have found the ewe, and as you said, we have also brought the lamb."