Chapter 38 Special Concession
Chapter 38 Special Concession
Outside the high wall, the cold moon hangs in the sky, and the fragmented moonlight reflects the Taojiang River flowing under the clear water bay.
Taojiang River is one of the three main water veins in Qinzhou. Gubei Town is located in its upper reaches, so the river here is not wide. The clear water rushing down from the Xuanhu Waterfall nourishes the farmland and the green mountains. The lower reaches of Taojiang River will flow into the Yangtze River after flowing eastward for thousands of kilometers.
"Nice view." A middle-aged man in gray casual clothes stood on the tree-lined path outside the Bishuiwan Manor, leaning on a marble handrail engraved with a Clivia relief, admiring the Taojiang River rushing below.
A man in overalls with suspenders and a baseball cap for sun protection stood behind the man in casual clothes. He did not appreciate the water veins of Taojiang with the man, but cast his deep gaze at the Bishuiwan Manor within the high walls.
If Feng Yuxu were here, she would be surprised to recognize that the middle-aged man in casual clothes was her husband, Bai Fugui, the largest shareholder and executive president of the New Home Group.
The man in work clothes was a decorator responsible for moving materials in the Bishuiwan Manor.
"Are you sure 'Zhao You' is in here?" the decorator asked in a low and hoarse voice.
Although it was a question, there was no doubt in his tone, and there was no expression on his face, as if it was not him who was speaking, but a certain sound-producing component in his body. His expression was paralyzed, like a ruthless repeater with a human skin.
"I'm sure Zhao You is in the manor." Bai Fugui replied in a low voice: "Tai Su noticed His arrival."
"Too simple..." The decorator hesitated for a moment and accepted his statement: "Can you find out who liberated Zhao You?"
"No." Bai Fugui shook his head: "I know you really need Zhao You, and you need his ability to seek good fortune and avoid disaster... but you can't rush this matter."
"Zhao has been entrenched in this land for many, many, many years. As you know, his condition has always been relatively stable. He is one of the most stable among all the known 'ghosts'."
"But in recent years, Zhao You's mental state has continued to deteriorate due to some unknown reasons. He has already reached the brink of madness, and the 'gate' connecting this area to the real world has also begun to become unstable."
"I originally planned to use the scenic project as a cover, to cover up the death with a construction accident, to find the 'door', to go in and take Zhao away again, but who would have thought..."
Who would have thought that Zhao You's mental state deteriorated much faster than he expected, and before his plan could be implemented, Zhao You was released.
And the world that depended on the summon also shattered and fell apart.
"It may be that the unstable opening of the door caused some people in the present world to mistakenly enter Zhaoyou's world." The decorator pondered for a moment and said, "Currently, we can confirm that there are three people, all of whom are dead."
"Dead people have no value." Bai Fugui said, "What we are looking for is a living person, the one who cracked Zhao You's rules and brought Zhao You back alive from the reflection of the world."
"He is inside this manor." Bai Fugui emphasized.
"Is there any way to confirm who it is?" the decorator asked again.
Bai Fugui shook his head.
"Okay..." The decorator nodded expressionlessly: "Let Tu Yu seal off the manor. I'm going to release the 'Special Allowance'... Remember to clean up after it."
"I understand." Bai Fugui nodded.
After he finished speaking, the decorator turned around, walked up the stairs, and came to the main entrance of Bishuiwan Manor.
He took out a red candle and a match from the pocket of his overalls, lit the candle, and placed it right in front of the door.
The dim candlelight flickered pitifully under the bright moonlight. The decorator stared at the burning red candle at his feet with an expressionless face. He hugged his head with both hands and twisted it hard.
There was a cracking sound, which was the sound of the cervical vertebra breaking.
The decorator broke his own neck and died in front of the gate of the Bishuiwan Manor. The dim candlelight illuminated the warm and fresh body of the man. From the throat of the decorator, who had long since died, a gurgling sound came out. A thick shadow as black as ink crawled out from under his body, as if driven by the candlelight, and rushed into the manor.
After the 'shadow' entered the manor, Bai Fugui came to the foot of the high wall and slowly placed his palm on the marble white wall.
The next moment, the moon inside the manor went out.
Looking down at the decorator who had collapsed in front of the gate, Bai Fugui sighed and shook his head: "You're even willing to let him go... It looks like your condition is really about to fail."
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so anxious to obtain 'Zhao You' to prolong his life.
"The next step is to see if the lucky person who has cracked the code of Zhao You can hold out until the blockade of Tu Yu is lifted amid the pursuit of Te Ran?"
Bai Fugui bent down, grabbed the ankle of the decorator's body, and dragged the body away from Bishuiwan Manor.
He didn't care that his wife and daughter were still in the manor. After all, the death of a family member at the hands of Te Rang could reduce the risk of being suspected by sensitive people.
What's more, Baizhi...will not die no matter what.
Even if she wants to die.
After Bai Fugui left, the isolated manor suddenly fell into darkness and chaos.
"There are ghosts everywhere." The first sentence of Bai Zhi's high school diary is so dazzling in Ning Zhe's eyes now.
In the brightly lit manor, there were constant shouts and screams of despair. Phrases like "It's haunted!" and "Someone's dead!" were heard frequently under the cover of night, making it noisy and chaotic.
In the chaos, Ning Zhe saw a group of people rushing out of the bright manor and running towards the gate desperately, but Ning Zhe did not notice anything or anyone chasing them.
A group of panicked people ran in panic across the welcoming avenue opposite the main entrance of the manor. The tall grapefruit trees on both sides of the road made rustling sounds in the evening breeze.
With a thud, the man running at the front of the team died suddenly without any warning. He fell to the ground and was completely out of breath.
The remaining crowd was immediately aroused to scream and flee in all directions, but then another person fell to the ground and died on the spot without any warning.
It was as if there was an invisible and intangible ghost wandering around the manor, patiently hunting down everyone present one by one.
"Ghost..." Feng Yushu's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes full of fear and anxiety: "Ningzhe? Why is there a ghost here?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?" Ning Zhe shook his head, returned the iPad to Feng Yusu, and transformed himself into a small and agile magpie again: "I'll go check the situation, you stay here, don't move."
The ghost wandering in the Bishuiwan Manor seemed to be more ferocious than the Snake God Zhaoyou and the Wandering Ghost Taiyi, and was more efficient in killing people. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen gardeners and cleaners fell on the welcoming avenue at the main entrance of the manor.
"It's different from Taiyi and Zhaoyou... What are the rules for this ghost to kill people?"
Ning Zhe flapped his wings and flew low over Yingbin Avenue, then landed on the branch of a pomelo tree on the side of the road. He tilted his head and observed the corpse on the ground.
But before he could take a closer look, a dark shadow suddenly flashed by, Ning Zhe's eyes went dark, and he fell headfirst from the tree.
——The magpie is dead.
(End of this chapter)