I felt a sudden shock in my heart. Did something happen to Heizi? What could possibly happen to Heizi? He was full of energy when he beat me up this morning. How did things turn sour so quickly? Is this karma?

I asked Fatty, "What happened to Heizi?"

Fatty said, "I don't know what happened, but Heizi seemed to have gone crazy, like he's possessed. He doesn't react to anything and keeps muttering 'There are ghosts! There are ghosts!' His dad noticed something was wrong and went to the neighboring village to find Ku Lame."

My heart tightened. Could it be that Heizi was scared out of his wits by the ghosts this morning? He was usually so tough, I didn't expect him to have such a small heart and not withstand the shock.

Oh no, I caused this trouble again.

I couldn't help but feel uneasy. If Heizi loses his sanity, wouldn't he rely on me forever? Although Heizi started the fight, I would still be blamed for it. I don't want to take care of this idiot for the rest of my life.

So I quickly asked Fatty to take me to Heizi's house. I was worried about Heizi's condition and didn't have time to argue with Fatty about him betraying me. Anyway, seeing Fatty's bruised face, I knew Heizi wasn't lying. He really beat Fatty hard. Fatty, being a weakling, would definitely tell the truth after being punched.

When we arrived at Heizi's house, Fatty and I climbed onto the wall to have a look inside. Heizi was sitting in the courtyard, accompanied only by his mother.

I saw Heizi with a blank expression, his eyes empty, sitting there like a fool, constantly saying, "There are ghosts! There are ghosts!" As he spoke, his shiny drool flowed from the corners of his mouth. His mother cried and wiped his mouth with tissues non-stop.

Damn it, has he been scared silly?

Rubbing his swollen cheeks, Fatty cursed, "Hmph, this is karma! Damn it, wasn't he arrogant before? Dare to beat me? Come on, can he even stand up and hit me now? If it weren't for his mother guarding him, I would have rushed in and kicked him to death!"

I couldn't say that Heizi's current state was caused by me, so I could only awkwardly smile and say, "Yeah, evil begets evil. Heizi was too arrogant. Even the heavens couldn't bear it, so they let something strange deal with him!"

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Fatty said, "I really hope he stays like this forever! Oh, Ku Lame is here!"

Heizi's dad hurriedly rushed home, followed by Ku Lame.

I pulled Fatty and quickly hid in a corner, watching Ku Lame enter the yard before climbing back onto the wall.

Fatty asked me curiously, "Isn't Ku Lame your master? Why are you avoiding him like that?"

I casually made up an excuse, "We were sneaking around on the wall, if the master saw us, wouldn't it be disgraceful? He might think we were up to no good!"

Ku Lame entered the yard, and Heizi's mom rushed over, grabbing Ku Lame's arm and crying, begging, "Master, save my son! Please save my son!"

Heizi's dad was hot-tempered; he pushed his wife away and scolded, "What are you yelling for? Get out of the way, go inside and make tea for the master! The master came all this way, how can you be so rude!"

Heizi's mom nodded and went inside to make tea for Ku Lame.

Ku Lame walked in front of Heizi, circled around him, lifted his eyelids, and turned to ask Heizi's dad, "Where did he go today?"

Heizi's dad said, "He went out in the morning and came back like this. It's the Lunar New Year, I don't know how he ended up like this!"

Heizi's mom said, "We had a fire in the house a few days ago, and today our child suddenly became like this for no reason. This year is really unlucky. Master, do you think we encountered something evil?"

Heizi's dad nodded and pointed at Heizi, asking Ku Lame, "Master, do you think my son is possessed?"

Ku Lame shook his head, "It's not possession. He must have been severely frightened, causing him to lose his soul!"

"Losing his soul?!" Heizi's dad opened his mouth wide and pleaded with Ku Lame, "Master, what should we do? He is my only son, although he is a troublemaker, but...he's only seventeen. I beg you to save him!"

I listened and felt that this matter was serious. I didn't expect Heizi to have such a small heart that he couldn't withstand any scares. He actually lost his soul. At that time, I was kind-hearted and didn't let the ghosts kill him directly. I just scared him away, but I didn't expect Heizi to lose his soul.

Ku Lame stood in front of Heizi, folded his hands behind his back, and asked in a low voice, "You said you saw ghosts?"

Heizi nodded like an idiot, "Yes, ghosts, ghosts!"

"What do the ghosts look like?" Ku Lame asked again.

Heizi's expression suddenly twisted, showing a fearful look. He extended five fingers and screamed like a pig being killed, "Five...there are five ghosts...don't kill me...don't kill me!"

Heizi screamed in terror, crouched under the chair, trembling in fear.

Ku Lame frowned, thinking about something.

I thought to myself, this is bad. Heizi actually mentioned "five ghosts." With Ku Lame's intelligence, he would soon suspect me.

I pulled Fatty and jumped off the wall, quickly running home.

Fatty asked why I was running, and I said there was something at home, and I had to go back.

When I returned home and handed the osmanthus cake to Grandpa, he was very happy and asked me to wash my hands and have dinner.

We had just set the table and hadn't served the food yet when Ku Lame walked in from the door.

I looked up and saw Ku Lame, my heartbeat sank. Oh no, Ku Lame must be here because of Heizi.

Ku Lame's sudden visit surprised Grandpa, but he was happy and invited Ku Lame to drink with us.

Ku Lame said, "I won't drink for now, I'm here to take care of something!"

As he spoke, he sat down opposite me and asked straightforwardly, "Yang Cheng, where did you go today?"

I forced a smile, "I went to the town, bought some things!"

Ku Lame said, "You met Heizi, didn't you?"

"Heizi?!"

My heart pounded, but I pretended to be surprised, "I'm not familiar with him, didn't meet him!"

Ku Lame narrowed his eyes at me, suddenly pointing at my face, "What's with the bruise on your face?"

I touched my cheek, it still hurt a bit. This was the "masterpiece" left by Heizi, that son of a bitch.

But I couldn't say that I was beaten by Heizi, so I could only say, "The road was slippery on the way up the mountain. I accidentally fell. It still hurts now!"