Old Chen lowered his head in silence for a moment, sighed helplessly, and said, "It's not that I didn't tell you before, but so many years have passed. At that time, I was being chased by those two debt collectors; my mind was in such a mess, I simply forgot about it."
"It's okay, what exactly happened to the old man? Hurry up and tell me," Zhao Yang said.
This time, Old Sun glanced at Old Chen and, receiving his permission, swallowed and said, "It was like this: that old man went crazy in the middle of the night,
the next morning when we came to work, we saw the old man running around the factory like a madman, which really scared us. Later, we finally managed to tie him up and send him to the hospital. Seeing his incoherent state, the doctor immediately told us to send him to a psychiatric hospital. His family wouldn't have it, so they found a Great Immortal to check on him, and it turned out he said it was a ghost possession."
"Ghost possession?" Zhao Yang frowned.
