Chapter 266: Red Cloth Shrine

Tong Yuai suddenly felt creepy.

"He... he he..."

"That's right, his pants are on backward."

Wu Xian covered Tong Yuai's mouth and helped her say the next sentence.

Old Chen had obviously just died and didn't know he was already a ghost, so he had no intention of hurting people when passing by the two, but if a person foolishly exposed the ghost's identity.

Then Old Chen might have to let people see what it meant for humans and ghosts to be on different paths.

After Old Chen disappeared.

Wu Xian was silent for a while, grabbed Tong Yuai's arm, and walked downstairs.

"Something is wrong, let's plan from a long-term perspective."

If it were just a Lotus Juanren who had entered the Fudi twice, Wu Xian would have the confidence to settle the matter, but Zhou Xingsen started killing people, and even the person who just died turned into a ghost directly. This was not in the scope of helping out casually.

"You... you go, I'll go up myself."

Tong Yuai's legs were trembling as she was about to go upstairs.

She knew something was wrong, but as long as she wanted to save her child, she had no other choice. Once the one-hour time was up, heaven knew what Zhou Xingsen would do to the child.

So she bet that Zhou Xingsen would keep his promise this time. As long as she went up and won the bet, she could take the child away.

Seeing Tong Yuai's firm appearance, Wu Xian's head suddenly became hot: "You dare, what do I not dare? I'll go with you to gamble..."

"No, I won't gamble!"

Halfway through the sentence, Wu Xian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Unless forced, he didn't like gambling on probabilities, but why did he just say something like "let's gamble"?

Wu Xian had experienced many such things.

So he could conclude that both of them were now influenced by something.

"Since that's the case... I'm afraid I have to gamble."

Since that thing had already tried to interfere with their thinking directly, it meant it didn't want the two to leave, so even if they went downstairs, it wouldn't be easy to get away.

He let Tong Yuai wait for him for a while, and he stood by the window to edit a text message. The recipient of the text message was the Fuyuan Chenghuang Office.

"Xinghua Garden Residential Area, Building 4, Unit 2, 4th floor has a ghost, come quickly!"

Sending failed...

Wu Xian's expression turned gloomy.

He guessed correctly. When they entered the building, they were already hit. This place was shrouded by some kind of power, and even a text message couldn't be sent out, and it was impossible for people to leave.

"There is a ghost here... who are you saying is a ghost!"

Wu Xian was thinking, when suddenly he felt a cold air strike, and a curious voice came from behind him.

"Ah!"

Tong Yuai screamed, but immediately covered her mouth.

Wu Xian turned his head to look back and saw that Old Chen, who had just gone downstairs, appeared behind him at some point, curiously looking at the failed text message on the phone.

Peeking at other people's text messages was a very annoying thing.

Being peeked at by a ghost was a bit fatal.

Wu Xian rolled his eyes and said that saying Uncle Chen was a ghost was looking for death, so he changed his wording.

"Of course there is a ghost on the 4th floor. Think about it, if he didn't have a ghost, how could he win every time?"

Old Chen was stunned for a moment, and then immediately slapped his thigh in anger.

"That's right, he has a ghost! Otherwise, I, Old Chen, have been in the gambling world for a lifetime, how could I lose so miserably? There is a ghost, he definitely has a ghost!"

Old Chen hurriedly went upstairs to reason with Zhou Xingsen.

But Wu Xian grabbed him.

Old Chen's hand was bone-chillingly cold. After grabbing it, Wu Xian put his hand behind his back and didn't recover for a long time.

"Are you crazy? If people dare to cheat, they won't be afraid of you. Are you not afraid of being dismantled if you go upstairs with your old arms and legs?" "I am a professional debt collector, and I hate this group of cheaters the most, but the signal in this building is not good, and my text message can't be sent out. How about this, you go out and help me send a text message!"

"Wait for my people to come, and they will definitely help you get back what you lost, and by the way, break the hands of the person who cheated!"

Once Old Chen heard this, he felt that what Wu Xian said made sense.

After losing his family fortune, he became very irritable.

When he saw Tong Yuai just now, he felt a malice in his heart, and even thought about dismembering her and hanging the corpse in a conspicuous place as a decoration.

But for some reason, he felt very close to Wu Xian.

But if he helped this young man call someone, would he offend Zhou Xingsen and lead to family unrest afterwards? Seeing Old Chen's hesitation.

After Wu Xian finished editing the information, he pressed the send button, and then took out a 10-denomination underworld money and handed it to him along with the phone. Old Chen was happy to receive the underworld money and turned to walk downstairs, his movements becoming lighter.

Tong Yuai swallowed.

She clearly saw that it was underworld money, but Old Chen looked at it like seeing gold, and patted his chest to guarantee to Wu Xian that he would definitely help him send the text message.

Seeing Old Chen disappear.

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the benefit of high Yin Virtue. Old Chen had just died and hadn't turned into a malevolent entity, so he naturally had a good impression of people with high Yin Virtue.

Old Chen happily held the phone.

Thinking of sending the text message as soon as he went out of the building, but as soon as he walked out of the building, he felt the sun was incomparably dazzling, and his body became extremely weak, and every piece of flesh and blood was disintegrating.

He looked down at the underworld money in his hand.

"Ah... so I'm dead."

Old Chen disappeared into nothingness in the sun, and the phone fell to the ground. He didn't have time to help Wu Xian send the text message.

Old Chen was a ghost after all.

Wu Xian couldn't bet everything on him.

After his persuasion, Tong Yuai finally agreed to go downstairs to see first. Anyway, there was still a while before the one hour, and it didn't matter if they went downstairs.

But no matter how they walked down, they would return to the third floor.

After trying several times.

Wu Xian sighed, took Tong Yuai to the door of the 4th floor, counted the time, and pushed the door in when it was almost an hour.

As soon as the two entered the door.

They smelled a strange smell.

It was a mixture of incense, smelly feet, human feces and urine, and rotten raw meat.

In the past, if Tong Yuai smelled such a smell, she would probably be fainted, but this time she felt it was bearable, and Wu Xian also felt it was no big deal.

The two of them had been tempered by the "Stinky" character in the Fudi, and this level of stench could only be said to be a piece of cake.

Zhou Xingsen sat behind a table, his face pale, his eye sockets deep, his hair messy, and his body looked extremely weak, but his spirit was abnormally excited.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time, let's have a happy gamble!"

Wu Xian looked behind Zhou Xingsen.

He saw red light coming from the room inside, and vaguely could see a shrine being worshipped. What was worshipped in the shrine was not a statue, but something covered with red cloth.

Red candles and incense were lit on both sides of the shrine, and the suffocating smoke in the room was emitted by the incense.

There was another thing that was more eye-catching than the shrine.

Only to see a corpse wearing flip-flops lying at the door of the room, and the blood had already soaked the ground...

It was Old Chen!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 267 =====