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

Director Chen gave a brief opening statement, indicating that the "sudden disturbance" would be handled openly, fairly, and impartially, with a focus on persuasion and mediation, before getting straight to the point.

"The incident began when Yi Zhonghai hosted a New Year's gathering and asked Zhang Dabiao to lend his house and workspace to the Jia family. Zhang Dabiao disagreed and started hurling insults at others, which led to a group fight in courtyard No. 95."

"Zhang Dabiao, the residents of the courtyard are accusing you of promoting feudal superstition and slandering others. How do you explain this?"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned. "I was beaten and hospitalized, and you're still suing me?"

And what the hell did they tell me?

Feudal superstition? Slander and defamation?

What the hell is this crime? Is it serious?

"Wait a minute, how am I being superstitious?"

Zhang Dabiao expressed his confusion.

Before Chen could speak, Jia Zhangshi hurriedly jumped out and yelled at Zhang Dabiao—

"You called my son a short-lived ghost, saying he only has two years to live. What is this if not feudal superstition?! You're cursing my Dongxu to die! You little bastard, how cruel you are! What did our family do to you? We just wanted to borrow..."

……

That's it?

After all that fuss, this is all?

Before Zhang Dabiao could finish hearing what was going on, he rolled his eyes and said, "Is this just feudal superstition?"

"So you, Jia Zhangshi, spend all day in the courtyard summoning spirits, calling for Old Jia to come up and take away the neighbors who bully your Jia family. You also frequently call me a short-lived ghost and a childless widow. Isn't that feudal superstition?"

"If I'm superstitious, then you're superstitious too. We'll die together, Chief Chen. What's the sentence for superstition?"

Zhang Dabiao went all in, I thought it was a big deal.

It's neither a period of strong winds nor a time of crackdown, so can feudal superstition punish me by making me eat peanuts?

What am I afraid of!

That's it?

Director Chen was surprised, then looked at Director Wang, who could only nod helplessly.

In courtyard number 95, there's a fortune teller named Zhang who's always out doing favors for people and is frequently reported for his actions. There's also a woman named Jia Zhangshi who's always performing rituals to summon spirits—this is common knowledge and can't be hidden.

Director Chen paused for a moment—damn, they're all talented people.

So he organized his words and said, "Since Zhang Dabiao was forced into a corner and spoke recklessly with the intention of cursing others, it doesn't count as engaging in feudal superstition. So let's focus on criticism and education."

What's so special about this?

They just gave him a lecture and then let him go?

Section Chief Xie of the steel rolling mill's security department and Director Wang of the street office both frowned.

This incident has a very negative impact. If the source of the disturbance, Zhang Dabiao, is simply spouting nonsense based on "feudal superstition," then a report written using euphemisms can be used to suppress the matter to the smallest extent possible. If you're involved in feudal superstition, then the credibility of what you say is naturally questionable, isn't it?

If he's not just spouting "feudal superstition," then this matter is hard to cover up.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Nanluoguxiang is only two or three kilometers away from Zhonghai, Nanhai, Anmen, and the Great Hall of the People, truly right under the emperor's nose.

If this isn't handled well and things blow up, it'll be a real disaster!

These days, very few people dare to rush into the lake to cry out for justice. First, do you think those soldiers on guard duty are made of stone? It's completely impossible to get through.

Secondly, as long as you do this, regardless of success or failure, you and your family will suffer direct social death.

If you go to the lake to lodge a complaint at the slightest disagreement, who would dare to employ you? They'd be on guard against you their whole lives; that's like killing yourself off.

Furthermore, all the leading cadres along this line will be implicated. Either the person you accuse will die, or you will die. It's a fight to the death, otherwise who would go to the lake to file a complaint with the emperor?

Although this situation has rarely occurred recently, you can't stop someone who really can't go on living or has mental problems from rushing over there, can you?

So, can Director Wang not cover it up?

There are still people being forced to live a miserable life just two or three kilometers away from the capital. Does she, as the director of the street office, still want to keep her job?

She was helpless; she was also desperate.

Maintaining stability should be the top priority!

Therefore, Zhang Dabiao must be considered "feudal superstition" today!

It could be handled simply without punishment, a verbal reprimand would suffice, but this "crime" must be pinned on him!

Director Wang glanced at Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old woman, but neither of them dared to speak. One was impersonating a "family member of a martyr," and the other was embezzling child support fees. If only the street office was present, Yi Zhonghai could have made some excuses, but this was the police station. The more he said, the more mistakes he would make. Yi Zhonghai wasn't stupid.

As for why I didn't watch Sha Zhu?

That guy's an idiot; asking him is pointless.

But Jia Zhangshi wouldn't have it anymore. They had already discussed the pros and cons, so she slammed her fist on the table and continued the fight!

"You're just indulging in feudal superstition! You used to be like a complete idiot, barely uttering a word, but today you're suddenly talking so fluently!"

"Tell me! Are you possessed by some kind of evil spirit?!"

The entire audience was stunned.

Damn it, Zhang, don't you even know what kind of occasion this is?

You really dare to say anything!

However, everyone in the courtyard suddenly tensed up and instinctively shrank back.

Absolutely!

Although Zhang Dabiao didn't stutter before, he spoke very slowly, sometimes taking half a day to explain something clearly. His words were vague and repetitive, making it impossible to understand what he was trying to say.

He already had intellectual disabilities, so even at 16 years old, he was still in the third grade of elementary school, in the same class as Yan Jiekuang, the third son of the Yan family, and his grades were still at the bottom.

Did it suddenly dawn on you today?

Why do you speak so fluently?

What else could this be but possession by a ghost?

So everyone is a little scared. This is definitely "feudal superstition," it must be "feudal superstition"!

"You are definitely not Zhang Dabiao! Tell me, who are you?!"

Suddenly, Jia Zhangshi discovered the truth, and her fighting spirit exploded. She was practically ready to stand on the large table in the conference room and wave a flag and shout slogans!

And beside Zhang Dabiao were Director Chen and Director Wang...

They all quietly moved their chairs around, creating some distance between them.

It's better to believe it's true than to believe it's not.

After all, everyone witnessed Zhang Banxian'er's ritual to summon the soul seven days ago, and he even died from vomiting blood as a result.

Who knows what kind of weird things this has attracted?

"Perhaps, it's Zhang Ye... his spirit returning on the seventh day after his death? Possessing Zhang Dabiao's body? Reincarnated?"

Suddenly, Xu Damao said something in a low voice. Just then, the sun outside was blocked by clouds, and the light suddenly dimmed.

"Aaaaaaah! There's a ghost!"

The two girls, He Yushui and Lou Xiao'e, were so frightened that they screamed!

Chen and the two police officers suddenly tensed up. They couldn't help but be nervous. Just as they were regaining their composure, the sky darkened. What a coincidence!

He placed his hand directly on the gun at his waist, ready to fire at any moment, and glared at Zhang Dabiao, demanding sharply, "Speak!"

"Who are you?!"

Jia Zhangshi also realized that she had discovered the truth and wondered if she would be silenced.

Terrified, he crawled under the table, yelling, "Every wrong has its perpetrator! Zhang the fortune teller, you killed yourself with your own magic, we didn't harm you!"

"Borrowing your house and workspace was Lao Yi's idea! If you want revenge, go find him!"

Even Director Wang quickly ran to hide with Section Chief Xie of the steel rolling mill's security department.

The entire conference room was in complete chaos...

Zhang Dabiao was speechless and looked at the sky outside.

This weather change couldn't be more inconvenient; it's like they're deliberately pushing me to the limit...

My whole life has never been smooth sailing, even after time travel, I'm still like this.

My life has been like walking on thin ice. Do you think I can ever reach the other side?

Far away.

If this matter cannot be clearly explained, then it is no longer a matter of feudal superstition.

So Zhang Dabiao became serious: "To be honest, I am Zhang Dabiao, no doubt about it."

"I swear to him!" Zhang Dabiao pointed to the portrait on the wall!

"If I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning, my body and soul annihilated, never to be reincarnated!"

In the dimly lit meeting room, a group of people huddled together, crying and screaming in panic. Chief Chen had even pulled out his gun and pointed it at Zhang Dabiao.

With his back to everyone, Zhang Dabiao raised three fingers and solemnly swore an oath to the portrait on the wall of the conference room!

However, the content of the oath is extremely "feudal and superstitious"!

The scene looks so incongruous and disjointed.

But Zhang Dabiao had no other choice but to take this step. No matter how much you try to prove yourself, it's not as direct as swearing an oath to that person.

If someone is truly possessed by a ghost, who would dare to swear an oath to that person?

The oath was still to be struck by lightning, to be annihilated, and never to be reincarnated.

Who dares?!

Of course, Zhang Dabiao is absolutely telling the truth when he says he is Zhang Dabiao, because he was also called Zhang Dabiao in later generations!

But the people in the conference room still dared not move.

Chen's gun was still pointed at him, and Zhang Dabiao was so scared that he broke out in a sweat!

He just transmigrated; he's not invincible. At most, he'd be accused of "feudal superstition," so it's not worth it!

You'd better keep your hand steady!

This isn't something we can believe just because you swear an oath; we're warriors of materialism!

A staunch atheist! The Master said, "I do not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits!" After the founding of the People's Republic of China, supernatural beings are forbidden...

But suddenly a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone directly onto the portrait on the wall, covering Zhang Dabiao's three fingers raised in oath.

A sea of ​​gold!

Chen immediately put the gun back into its holster and sat back down.

"I believe him!"

"Comrade Zhang Dabiao is a good comrade!"

Who disagrees with this statement?

Who dares to disagree with my statement?

Do you even know who that person in the portrait is?!

Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant; I believe it anyway.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, and just then, the sun gradually emerged from behind the clouds, restoring sunlight. Only then did everyone relax and return to their seats.

Zhang Dabiao also breathed a sigh of relief. He almost couldn't resist hiding in his "little nest" just now, which would have really become "feudal superstition"!

Yes, to distinguish my current house from the one I lived in 25 years ago, I named that one "Little Nest".

"Going home" has also become "returning to one's nest" to avoid confusion.

The moment he mentions going home, he performs a disappearing act in front of everyone—

That would be terrifying!

He also found what happened just now amazing, thank you so much for saving my life!

However, as he sat down, everyone stared at him with strange looks, especially Jia Dongxu, who muttered to himself, "How come it's not feudal superstition anymore? How did his mind suddenly become so sharp?"

Zhang Dabiao narrowed his eyes—

Why are they so determined to accuse me of feudal superstition?

[No, this is a dark, hidden place!]

There's a problem!