Hong Tianjiang was in a good mood. He proudly stuck out his chest, held his head high, and received the worship from hundreds of ghosts. Then, he explained his story to me. 

“Ever since I was a little boy, all of the people in this village have looked down on me…” Hong Tianjiang’s voice was as cold as ice. 

The way he had started his speech told me that he was a man who had grown up with a twisted mentality. He didn’t regret anything. After all, he did make a deal with an evil spirit to achieve what he wanted. 

At this moment, Hong Tianjiang didn’t look as nice as he used to be. He started to talk sternly. “Today is a good day! A moment ago, I was so happy that I forgot myself and chatted with you for a while. It’s true that when one’s happy, they will become more talkative.” 

Now I understood why Hong Tianjiang had suddenly talked a lot this evening. I didn’t doubt him at that time, but I now remembered he tried to drive the topic to power claiming many times. I was dull enough to explain a lot of the moral aspects related to this matter. 

At this moment, after thinking about it, I wanted to strangle myself to death. This man was an honest farmer. How could he suddenly have a desire for power?

Hong Tianjiang then started to tell me his story about what he had experienced. Hong Tianjiang’s mother had passed away when they were very young. Old Hong brought up his sons alone....