Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Jia Zhangshi rushed out of the house!

They didn't even have time to look after their eldest grandson!

She woke up both the front and middle yards because she rushed into the middle yard and started shouting.

Everyone ran out, covered in their clothes and carrying flashlights, shining them on the north wall of the house in the front yard of the Jia family, the wall facing the middle yard, and staring at it intently.

"Where are you looking for ghosts? What kind of trouble are you causing now, Jia Zhangshi?!"

"It's one thing for you to be a proponent of feudal superstition, but to call everyone out in the middle of the night to keep you company in the cold wind, are you out of your mind?"

"Jia Zhangshi, do you want to be detained again?"

"Mrs. Jia, I'll talk to Director Wang tomorrow. You're just making things difficult for me!"

"..."

Zhang Dabiao, also wearing a coat, joined the crowd in watching the commotion from the courtyard, smiling silently.

Everyone was full of resentment. They had to go to work tomorrow, so why were they doing this in the freezing cold?

Jia Zhangshi described it in a panic, but no one believed her. Finally, Yan Bugui walked to the open space south of the side room and looked around, but he didn't see anything.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then listened intently in silence—

The sequence just happened to reach that line—"Ahhhhhh—"

"What the hell?! There's a ghost!"

Yan Bugui's face turned pale instantly, his legs went weak, and he scrambled into the crowd, hiding behind Yi Zhonghai and pointing tremblingly at the open space.

"There's a ghost! Someone's singing!"

"The singing was so pitiful, so incredibly pitiful!"

Everyone was puzzled; they hadn't heard anything.

Liu Pangpang stepped forward, gestured for everyone to be quiet, and then the entire courtyard fell silent.

Then the faint sound came through—

This time, they happened to play "The Monkey King," an instrumental version. As soon as the suona sound started, everyone broke out in a cold sweat!

Listen carefully! You really listened carefully!

No one was singing, but someone was playing the suona, and the tune was really weird!

The crowd gasped, then all took a step back!

Holy crap, there really is something here!

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to do, and all turned to Liu Pangpang, after all, he was the rightful eldest man in the courtyard.

"Well then, sir, why don't you go take a look and listen?"

Someone suggested that Liu Pangpang was sweating profusely, but he couldn't bring himself to back down. He was a big shot, and if he didn't take care of things that happened, who would?

Then Liu Haizhong walked over, his legs trembling, just as the music playing was "Lanruo Tara" by the band Fulu Shou.

"Following the unified voice of all things in the universe—"

Buzzing sound,

Duranammoharaho,

Buzzing sound,

Duranam Moharahora—”

Liu Haizhong immediately sat down on the ground with a thud, as if he had been bitten by a mad dog—"Ouch!"

With a shout, he ran back, digging with both hands and feet!

Then he hid behind Yi Zhonghai, trembling and shouting, "A ghost! There really is a ghost!"

Everyone took another step back!

Holy crap, both of these old men witnessed it, there's no faking it!

But this matter... it's not appropriate to leave it here, is it?

Then everyone's attention turned to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai, his forehead covered in sweat, said, "Don't look at me! I'm not some big shot!"

"This has nothing to do with me!"

"Old Liu, you go, you do it!"

Liu Haizhong clung tightly to Yi Zhonghai, crying, "No!"

"I'm not going! I've already been!"

"The third brother went too! Only you haven't!"

"I don't care, you used to be the boss, we've already been there, you have to go too!"

"That's where Jia Zhangshi lives, it's your business!"

Yi Zhonghai was caught in a dilemma: "Why should I care?!"

"You bought that house! And your godson lives in it!"

"Tell me, should you interfere or not?!"

Everyone nodded in agreement: "The old man is right!"

But then the Jia family realized—wait, where's the stick?!

What the hell!

The joke hasn't come out yet!

"My son!"

Qin Huairu let out a miserable scream, shoved Xiao Dang onto Qin Jingru, and then rushed towards the front yard like a madwoman.

It turned out that Banggeng was stunned by Jia Zhangshi's shout, and then he heard that strange sound coming from his own house—

Others might only hear a sound, but he heard the whole thing from inside!

The house was already small, and the sound source was right next to their wall, making the whole house almost like a resonant speaker!

Banggeng was so scared that his legs went weak. He hid under the covers, sticking his butt out and trembling. He had nowhere to run!

"Double Happiness", "Monkey Show", "Tara in the Temple"

A child of just over seven years old, in the middle of the night in November 1960, suffered three complete baptisms like this...

It's truly heartbreaking to see and hear!

(Bang: What did I do to deserve this? Why are you being so cruel?)

Finally, amidst the "Om Ta La Du Ta La" sound of the "Lan Ruo Tara" mantra, she fainted!

He was carried out by Qin Huairu, wrapped in the blanket, his eyes rolled back, and he was swayed around like he had no bones, his face pale.

"My son!"

"A great joke!"

"My dear grandson!"

The Jia family was in tears, and Yi Zhonghai was extremely anxious. This was his godson!

Zhang Dabiao was stunned. Holy crap, did Bang Geng just faint from fright?

Isn't this going a bit too far?

He tentatively suggested, "How about we splash him with cold water?"

"He might wake up with a start?"

The Jia family looked at Zhang Dabiao, about to say something, but Yi Zhonghai suddenly nodded resolutely: "Dabiao's father is Zhang Bansian, he has experience!"

Zhang Dabiao's face turned green—[What the hell? Experienced?!]

But saving lives was the priority, so Jia Dongxu nodded, scooped up a ladle of cold water from the vat, and splashed it onto the stick!

With a shiver, Banggeng woke up.

Those around them breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Damao even patted Zhang Dabiao on the shoulder: "Dabiao, it has to be you! No wonder you come from a family with such a strong academic tradition!"

Zhang Dabiao – [A divinely inspired family tradition!]

Sha Zhu nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. It's normal for Da Biao to know only a little bit, since Grandpa Zhang knows so much."

Zhang Dabiao – [What the hell do I know? Everyone knows that, right?]

When Banggeng woke up, she looked at Jia Dongxu, Qin Huairu, and Jia Zhangshi in a daze, and pouted, "Grandma, why did you leave me behind and run away?"

"I'm scared!"

Do you know how much I've suffered?!

Ah! Do you even know how many sins you've committed?!

【You expect me to take care of you in your old age?! What, take care of you?!】

Regardless of what Bang Geng was thinking, everyone is still focused on Yi Zhonghai, especially Liu Pangpang and Yan Bugui who are fixated on him!

"Old Yi, we've both been there, you can't miss it!"

"And that's the house you bought with your own money, the house your godson lives in—"

"If you don't resolve this matter, you don't want your godson to be homeless, do you?"

Yan Bugui spoke in a sinister tone, while Liu Haizhong nodded repeatedly—【Yes!】

That makes perfect sense!

[If we're going to die, we'll all die together!]