Chapter 309

Looking around left and right, not seeing anyone, Ning Zhe looked at Xia Yubing, whose face was pale: "You have been waiting for me outside just now, did you see where he went?"

Xia Yubing hurriedly shook her head, then nodded again: "I have been watching you just now, I didn't pay much attention to him... but I caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye that he was leaning against the wall wanting to smoke... then in the blink of an eye, it really was just a blink of an eye, this person, he just disappeared, as if he had vanished into thin air."

"Is that so?" Fursoles looked at the two male servants guarding the door.

The two exchanged glances and nodded one after another: "This lady is right. Mr. Bayer already had a cigarette in his mouth and was about to light it, and we were just about to tell him that smoking is prohibited here... then he disappeared. It was as if he had been eaten into the stomach by an invisible monster, without any warning, disappearing into thin air before our eyes."

"Bayer" is the surname of that driver.

"Let's bring up the surveillance to confirm." Ning Zhe said: "Three pairs of eyes simultaneously witnessed a living person disappear into thin air in front of them, and there was no sense of incongruity at all. This itself is the biggest incongruity."

"Alright." Fursoles turned around and was about to enter the door to bring up the surveillance, when suddenly a dull thud came from behind him. Fursoles felt a shiver all over, stiffened his face, and turned his head slowly, only to see a fresh corpse that had just died not long ago lying in front of everyone.

A look of terror was still frozen on the corpse's face. It was the driver Bayer who had disappeared strangely just now. His mouth was wide open, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had seen something difficult to understand and had been greatly frightened.

The ghost is still in the theater.

A look of astonishment appeared on the faces of the people present at the same time. The two male servants quickly exchanged glances without speaking, while Xia Yubing moved two steps toward Ning Zhe quietly and without anyone noticing.

Ning Zhe knelt on one knee, squatted beside Bayer, and while checking his corpse, asked: "Did you all see what happened just now?"

"We... saw it." On the left side of the door, the male servant answered uneasily.

Xia Yubing also nodded, her face not looking very good.

Driver Bayer had just disappeared into thin air in front of three people, and then appeared into thin air again. In just over ten seconds, he was already a dead person.

Bayer's disappearance was so abrupt, and Bayer's appearance was so coincidental. He died in full view of everyone, and they who witnessed the whole process on the scene didn't know what had happened here from beginning to end, nor did they know if the next one to disappear would be themselves. That ghost that had never appeared seemed to be showing off its power in the shadows.

But Ning Zhe knew it wasn't like that. Ghosts have no emotions, ghosts have no consciousness, ghosts don't show off their power, and ghosts don't act on impulse. For one thing, since the ghost did it this way, it means it needed to do it this way and it couldn't do it that way.

"The disappearance of a person is a necessary condition for the ghost to kill, or rather, the manifestation of the ghost's killing process is 'disappearance' and 'reappearance'. The specific logic is not yet known."

Ning Zhe stood up, turned his head, and said: "Gather everyone in the theater together, before the next person disappears, ensure that everyone can see each other."

"I'll go arrange it right away." Fursoles turned and left without hesitation, taking a male servant away from viewing box No. 6.

"You, go bring up the surveillance of the corridor." Ning Zhe said to the other male servant who stayed here: "I still have things to deal with."

"Yes." The male servant turned and entered the viewing box.

Sending all three away, Ning Zhe gave Xia Yubing a look. The two worked together to move the corpse of driver Bayer into room No. 05 next door, placed it on the crescent sofa, let down the curtain, and closed the door.

Ding—a simple and unadorned copper coin with a square hole inside fell onto the glass tabletop, rolled off the edge of the table, and landed in the palm of a gray-white, aged, wrinkled, and skinny hand.

Xia Yubing covered her mouth with both hands, staring wide-eyed at the Confucian-robed old man who suddenly appeared in the center of the room. The half-cut neck on his shoulder was drooping limply, and thick plasma was dripping from the edge of the bowl-sized wound. Every drop felt like a heavy hammer hitting her heart.

An indescribable "old man smell" mixed with the stench of rotting corpses lingered in the room. The God of Wealth held the dead head with rolled-back eyes in one hand and caught the copper coin Ning Zhe had just thrown with the other, appearing in the center of the room in the underworld.

Ning Zhe had already changed into the face of a new client and pointed to the corpse on the sofa: "I am buying his life."

The God of Wealth closed his five fingers tightly into a fist, and then let go. The copper coin in his palm disappeared. At the same time, the driver Bayer, who had died not long ago, opened his eyes.

"Ah—!" Bayer felt a shiver all over, sat up abruptly, and shouted: "No! Don't!"

"Quiet." Ning Zhe grabbed Bayer's shoulder and slapped him on the face.

"Ah... ah... I, you... I am not... ah?"

"Quiet." Ning Zhe slapped him on the other side of his face again.

Bayer still wanted to open his mouth, but when he looked up, he saw Xia Yubing take out a brass-colored revolver from her trench coat, pull back the hammer, and put the muzzle against his head. He closed his mouth instantly, leaving only two eyes widened to the size of a one-yuan coin, staring in terror at the Confucian-robed old corpse standing quietly by the table holding the head.

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The God of Wealth's feet were together, and the stiff corpse was as straight as a tree. He didn't take a step to walk, but "translated" to the side of the sofa in a strange posture and slowly reached out his hand toward Xia Yubing.

Xia Yubing was stunned for a moment and subconsciously turned her head to look at Ning Zhe.

"Take it, give the money to Him, you will be fine." Ning Zhe fished out 2 copper coins and handed them to Xia Yubing, let go of Bayer's shoulder, sat on the table, and asked lightly: "What did you see and experience just now? Tell me everything you know, the more detailed the better—if you don't want to experience it again."

As if remembering something bad, Bayer's shoulders began to tremble slightly.

He looked up at the God of Wealth who was asking Xia Yubing for money, and then looked at this stranger he had never met before, nodding tremblingly: "I... I know..."

The God of Wealth accepted Xia Yubing's money, finished the transaction, left the scene, and disappeared. This is the "Wealth Wu Tong" rule—forced buying and selling. All living beings who come to the clouds are guests; it is easy to invite a god but difficult to send one away. As long as you see the God of Wealth, you must do business.

Xia Yubing watched the God of Wealth disappear from her sight, let out a long breath, and slumped on the sofa opposite. Her heart was pounding, and her eyes involuntarily cast her gaze toward Ning Zhe, who was sitting across the table and had already changed into a strange appearance she didn't recognize. She had many things she wanted to ask, but she knew now was not the time.

Ning Zhe also glanced back at her, his eyes deep.

"The God of Wealth's rule actually successfully took effect." Ning Zhe thought silently in his heart: "Is Lan Shiwen also in this theater?"

(End of this chapter)