Susie suddenly realized and looked at the unlucky ghost in front of her.

"No wonder your eyes and lips are black, it's because of bad luck," Susie said.

The unlucky ghost defended himself, "This is non-mainstream, you don't understand."

Susie asked, "non-mainstream? What's that?"

The preferences of the older generation are really strange!

Mitch asked, "Did you deliberately transform Mara into this to attract us?"

The unlucky ghost replied, "No, I just happen to hate Mara..."

Mitch sneered, "You've been trapped in this prison for almost a century. You hated Mara long before Susie came to see her yesterday. Why do you hate her now?"

The unlucky ghost couldn't hide it anymore and had to confess.

It turned out that the unlucky ghost had been trapped here for nearly a hundred years, but even after becoming an evil ghost, he still couldn't leave this place.

So many people came to the prison, but none of them matched his fate.

After finally becoming an evil ghost, he laughed heartily, thinking he could leave, but was electrocuted back by the electric fence on the wall.

He tried to leave through the main gate but was chased by a black dog around the prison for five laps.

"It took me ten years to finally become an evil ghost... but to leave this prison, I spent another seven years!"

Every time he left; various things forced him back.

He was really unlucky!

"Yesterday, when I saw you coming... I was ecstatic and quietly followed you, thinking I could finally leave..."

Who knew that before they even left the prison, an old woman who came to visit her son in the countryside brought a big rooster with her. The rooster flew out of the sack and pecked him back!

Susie was confused, "Are you still afraid of chickens?"

The unlucky ghost looked unhappy, "Roosters have too much Yang energy."

Susie was skeptical, "Really?"

The unlucky ghost touched his bangs and shook his head, evading the question, "Of course."

He would never admit that he was afraid of chickens.

Seeing that Susie was about to ask something else, the unlucky ghost quickly said, "So can you take me away? I'll do anything as long as I can leave this ghostly place!"

Susie looked at Mitch, and Mitch simply said, "Do whatever you want to do."

Susie nodded, wanting to ask who the unfortunate person was and how they died, but there were too many people here.

She pulled Uncle Martin's hand and said, "Uncle Martin, let's go, let's go!"

Martin didn't ask why and just took Susie's hand and left.

Mara cried here for half a day, but Martin didn't even look at her, and Susie just played with her fingers and muttered to herself.

So why did they come?

Wasn't it to see her because she was suffering in there?

Mara felt slighted and humiliated.

How could they do this to her?

She was not willing to stay here any longer, not even for a moment. Even if she had to change to another prison, it would be fine!

"Susie..." Mara struggled to catch up, but before she could even leave, she saw a face suddenly appearing outside the door, directly sticking to it.

Clara's eyes were shedding tears of blood as she sobbed, "Second sister-in-law..."

Mara was so scared that she stopped in her tracks and fell over!

Clara twisted her body at an angle, crawling on the ground, "Second sister-in-law... I seem to have been broken in two, can you help me..."

Mara screamed and backed away, even punching and flailing when the guards came to pull her away. "Get away! Don't come near me!" she screamed until she lost her voice.

The guard gave her an electric baton, and Mara rolled her eyes and fell to the ground convulsing.

Before passing out, she felt hopeless.

Why... why was it always her who got hurt?!

Why was she so miserable?

Martin led Susie out, and the guard who escorted them said, "Family members can only visit once or twice a month. Mara has been misbehaving lately, so come back later next month."

Martin nodded indifferently, "Okay."

Susie said, "Don't worry, Uncle, we won't come back again!"

The guard was confused.

**

The car slowly drove away.

The prison had two gates, and finally the front wheels of the car crossed the boundary of the main gate, with half of the car sticking out.

The unlucky ghost was thrilled. He was finally leaving this hellhole!

He laughed out loud, "I'm out! Hahaha, I'm out!!!"

"For 17 years... a whole 17 years!"

"Hahaha! I'm Daniel! I finally left this hellhole! Who can stop me today?"

Suddenly, the unlucky ghost emitted a sinister aura, rushed out of the car window, and flew outside!

Mitch squinted, "Trickery? Do you want to run?"

Susie, in a childish voice, shouted, "Hey! Where do you think you're going?!"

The unlucky ghost's eyes, painted with thick eyeliner, flashed a hint of contempt.

Humph, he wanted freedom!

Only fools would follow them!

Just then, lightning suddenly struck from the sky.

Boom...!

Crack!

It struck the unlucky ghost directly, sending him flying back!

The unlucky ghost flew and slammed heavily into the electric fence surrounding the wall, getting electrocuted.

Then, he fell down with a smack, right under a police dog's foot.

The dog, in the middle of urinating, was shocked.

What's going on? Did it just see something?

This smell, it seems like the shadow it chased five laps ago?

The police dog looked around warily but saw nothing.

Oh well, let's just pee first!

Dogs have three urgent things to do.

"Gulu gulu... The unlucky ghost was just about to get up when a police dog poured water on him.

The unlucky ghost remained silent.

Martin's car stopped outside the gate, and Susie got out of the car.

She squatted outside the gate, curiously looking at the unlucky ghost lying inside.

'Master, he really can't get out!'

The prison didn't have any talismans, and the gate wasn't even closed yet. Even separated by a layer of air, the unlucky ghost couldn't get out.

Mitch raised his hand and took out a book, saying, 'Ask him his birthdate and place of birth. I'll take a look.'

What did he do to be actively trapped in a prison?

At this moment, the unlucky ghost was covered in black smoke, tears streaming down his face as he looked up at the sky.

He was too proud too soon. If he had known, he would have escaped after the car had completely left the iron gate.

'Wuwuwu...' The unlucky ghost cried.

Susie had wanted to poke him with her hand, but seeing the dog peeing on him, she refrained.

'Dragon Proud Sky Ryan brother, where were you born, what's your birthdate, and how did you die?' She asked.

Only then did the unlucky ghost completely lose his arrogance and replied listlessly, 'I'm from Heng County, born in January 1988... 'I died in 2005... pecked to death by a rooster.'

Susie, '?'

Clara was also interested and floated over. 'Then what happened?'

The unlucky ghost glanced at the heartless mother-daughter pair. ...Forget it, he couldn't beat them anyway!

'That year, I didn't study well and liked to go to internet cafes to play. I played for several days before returning to my rural hometown during the holidays.'

'My mother asked me to feed the chickens.

I was very tired and just threw the chicken feed around.

Then I casually placed the basin on top of the wall.'

'As a result, I accidentally stepped on chicken poop. I leaned against the wall and lifted my foot to wipe it off.'

'The basin on the wall somehow fell down and hit me on the head.'

'I was scared and took a few steps back, but then I accidentally stepped on a mother hen that was eating...'

Susie blinked, 'So, you were pecked to death by a rooster?'

Clara analyzed with a face of amusement, 'That shouldn't be the case, could someone really be pecked to death like that?' The mother-daughter pair looked at the unlucky ghost.

The unlucky ghost was speechless.