Chapter 329: The Sealed Prison of the Golden Clan

Chapter 329: The Sealed Prison of the Golden Clan

Chapter 329 The Sealed Prison of the Golden Clan
Previously, Fusolus borrowed the ink fountain and drew a circle on the opera house to make it a prison. There were more than a hundred guests and staff trapped in the theater. Among these people, only a few were lucky enough to successfully find the only exit left by Fusolus on the balcony and escape. Those who were unlucky could only wander around like headless flies, while the timid ones gathered together and huddled together.

And now, in an instant, they all disappeared, without even a trace left.

From Ning Zhe's perspective, this strange scene was like a sky full of stars that were flickering and twinkling the previous second, and then all went out at the same time the next moment, leaving him with only an empty, quiet, dark and void space.

Ning Zhe left the dance floor and returned to stand No. 1. He lifted the curtain and walked into the room. There was no one inside. The bodies of Ix, Allen, Sally Sally and others who had fallen here before were all gone.

"Is this a magic trick?" Ning Zhe came to the long oval table in the middle of the room and glanced sideways at the touch screen embedded in the glass table top. The black screen interface reflected Feng Yusu's soft profile. Outside the screen was the edge of the table with a puddle of dried water stains, which made him frown.

That was where Sally Sally was sitting. After the gambling game was over, she was taken away by the God of Wealth and died at the card table.

Unlike Ix and Allen, whose bodies fell backwards on the sofa, Sally Sally's body was leaning forward on the table with her cheek pressed against the glass tabletop. After death, the cheek muscles and lips lost control, and the saliva accumulated in the mouth flowed out from the corners of the girl's mouth, leaving a puddle of dried water on the table.

Ning Zhe came to the place where Xia Yubing had sat before and touched the dried saliva traces on the table. The touch from his fingertips still had a hint of moisture. This was a real thing, not an optical illusion that deceived the eyes.

"Sally Sally's body is gone, but the traces left by her dried saliva are still here."

"But after the robed man disappeared, the bloodstains on the dance floor disappeared with him."

"Is there any difference?"

Ning Zhe felt like he had found a thread from a tangled mess, but he just didn't know where to start.

...If you can't solve it, then don't solve it. I don't want to solve it anyway.

Ning Zhe took a deep breath and calmed the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He stopped thinking about it. He was not here to solve the mystery. The reason he returned to the opera house was just to find the gambler and find a way to get the Snake God's almanac back from him. It would be inappropriate to create any more trouble.

"I have to control my thoughts. I can't let my imagination run wild. I can't be blindly curious. I can't give Jue Yuan a chance to take advantage of me. I must never let myself fall into the same predicament as in Vanessa Castle..." Ning Zhe closed his eyes, kept his heart silent, stood up from Xia Yubing's seat, turned around and prepared to leave.

The moment he opened his eyes, a pale face suddenly appeared in front of him. Ning Zhe was slightly stunned, and saw the body of a young girl in a white silk dress sitting suddenly beside him, with her upper body slumped on the table, her hands hanging straight on both sides of her body, one side of her wheat-colored face pressed against the table and became flat, there were traces of dried saliva at the corners of her mouth, and the once bright purple eyes had lost their luster. This was the body of Sally Sally.

Ning Zhe's fingers on the table trembled, and he looked at the girl's lifeless eyes, and a past event suddenly flashed through his mind. It was many years ago, when he was still in elementary school. What young Ning Zhe looked forward to most was the weekly computer class, where he could secretly use the computer in the school computer room to play games copied by his classmates using a USB flash drive. He had forgotten the name of the game, but he only remembered a man in a flowered shirt driving a tank on the main road.

Ning Zhe doesn't like driving a tank. He likes driving a helicopter, flying around aimlessly with the awkward keyboard and mouse operations.

However, the computer configuration of the school computer room was not very high. When flying too high, the map loading was always stuck. Often, the helicopter had already flown over, but the plant and building models of the corresponding area had not yet been loaded. There was only an empty solid color block flashing on the computer screen. There was nothing on the ground in the previous second, and in the next second, there were red-painted houses and emerald green trees. Such scenes always reminded Ning Zhe of the gods in religious stories who created all things out of nothing.

Sally Sally, who was already dead in front of him, was like a model in a video game that suddenly appeared in front of him without any warning, giving Ning Zhe a strong sense of unreality, as if he was not in the real world but in a virtual image process, and everything he heard and saw could be changed at will.

But Ning Zhe reached out his hand and gently stroked the girl's delicate face. The temperature of the body that had just died had not yet dissipated, and he felt a soft and warm touch in his palm. His fingertips could touch the scattered hair on her temples, which was as smooth and soft as silk.

"call……"

Ning Zhe let out a light breath and glanced sideways. He saw two dead bodies of men lying face up on the sofa opposite the card table. They were Ix and Allen who had gambled with Xia Yubing before. Their bodies suddenly disappeared and suddenly reappeared.

Letting go of his hand, Ning Zhe stood up and left the card table, going straight to the outer edge of the stands and looking at the audience seats below. He saw four motionless figures sitting quietly in the row of seats near the dance floor, two men and two women, covered in blood. They were the makeup artist, the waiter and others who had died in the Russian roulette game before. They reappeared after a brief disappearance.

Ning Zhe retracted his gaze and turned back to the private room. He grabbed Sally Sally's hair and pulled her head up. With his other hand, he pinched the girl's small chin and looked closely at her delicate and beautiful cheeks that looked like a game model.

From ears to cheeks, from brow bones to nose bridge, Ning Zhe observed and examined every inch of skin and facial features on Sally Sally's face. His cold gaze swept across the girl's tender and delicate rose-like lips and graceful nose bridge, and finally stopped on the teardrop mole under the corner of her left eye.

This is exactly why Van Dyke chose her to be his goddaughter. Sally Sally's bone structure is excellent, and the teardrop mole under her right eye adds a touch of sadness to her temperament, like a soft and fragile work of art that can easily arouse a man's desire to abuse her.

But now, the teardrop mole on Van Dyke's right eye that impressed him so much has moved under his left eye.

"Interesting." Ning Zhe put down Sally Sally's body and looked at the audience seats outside the stands thoughtfully.

He had seen the same situation in Chenyugu Prison. It was a monster controlled by Fu Wu, which had the ability to "reverse" up and down, left and right, and even life and death.

(End of this chapter)