"Grandpa, your village is so dishonest!"
Hu Liang was so angry that his nose went crooked.
Everyone in the village knew that there was something wrong with this house.
Yet, they kept their mouths shut and did not say a word.
He had spent a lot of money to buy this place. Only when a ghost appeared did he realise this place was haunted.
"Young man, don't be angry. Most of the people in the village don't know what happened here."
"I definitely didn't do it on purpose."
"Only a few of us old fellows with half a foot in our graves know that this place is haunted."
Grandpa Jiang had a complicated expression.
"Five or more years ago, that young master died of old age."
"Since he didn't leave any children behind, after his death, this house became the collective property of the village."
"You young people might not know what happened in that era."