Chapter 38

Outside the high wall, the cold moon hung in the sky, and the fragmented moonlight shone on the Tao River flowing under Bishuiwan.

The Tao River is one of the three main water veins in Qinzhou. Gubei Town is located in its upper reaches, so the river surface here is not wide. The clear water source flowing down from Xuanhu Waterfall nourishes the farmland and the green-stacked mountains. The lower reaches of the Tao River will merge into the Yangtze River after flowing eastward for thousands of kilometers.

"Nice view." A middle-aged man wearing gray casual clothes stood on the tree-lined path outside Bishuiwan Manor, leaning against the marble railing carved with Clivia reliefs, admiring the rushing Tao River below.

A man wearing overalls and a sun hat stood behind the man in casual clothes. He didn't admire the water veins of the Tao River with the other party, but cast his deep gaze toward the Bishuiwan Manor inside the high wall.

If Feng Yushu were here, she would be surprised to recognize that the middle-aged man wearing casual clothes was none other than her husband, the largest shareholder and CEO of the New Home Group, Bai Fugui.

And the man wearing overalls was a decorator responsible for moving materials in Bishuiwan Manor.

"Are you sure 'Fortune Seeker' is in here?" the decorator asked in a low and hoarse voice.

Although it was a question, his tone didn't have the slightest doubt, and there was no expression on his face, as if it wasn't he himself who was speaking, but some sound-emitting component in his body, paralyzed just like a ruthless repeater equipped with a human skin.

"I'm sure, Fortune Seeker is in the manor." Bai Fugui replied in a low voice: "Supreme sensed His arrival."

"Supreme..." the decorator pondered for a moment, accepting his statement: "Can you find out who liberated Fortune Seeker?"

"No." Bai Fugui shook his head: "I know you really need Fortune Seeker, need His ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil... but you can't be in a hurry for this kind of thing."

"Fortune Seeker has been entrenched in this land for many, many, many years. You know, His state has always been quite stable, and among all known 'ghosts', He is considered one of the most stable ones."

"But in recent years, Fortune Seeker's mental state has continued to deteriorate due to some unknown reason that cannot be explored, and He has already lost His qualifications to the edge of madness. The 'gate' that connects this area to the real world has also begun to become unstable."

"I originally intended to use the scenic area project as a cover, cover up the death events with construction accidents, and find a way to find the 'gate' and go in to take Zhaoyou away, but who would have thought..."

Who would have thought that the speed of Zhaoyou's mental state deterioration far exceeded his expectations. Before his plan could be implemented, 'Zhaoyou' was liberated.

And the world that existed attached to Zhaoyou also shattered and fell apart.

"It may be that the unstable opening of the gate caused some people in the real world to accidentally enter Zhaoyou's world." The decorator pondered for a moment and said: "Currently, 3 people can be confirmed, 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 Zhaoyou's rules and returned alive from the reflection of the world with Zhaoyou."

"He is in this manor." Bai Fugui emphasized.

"Is there a way to confirm who exactly it is?" the decorator asked again.

Bai Fugui shook his head.

"Okay..." The decorator nodded expressionlessly: "Let Tuyu seal the manor, I am preparing to release 'Te Rang'... Remember to clean up the aftermath."

"I understand." Bai Fugui nodded.

After the words fell, the decorator turned and walked up the steps, arriving in front of the main gate of Bishuiwan Manor.

He took out a red candle and a match from the pocket of his overalls, lit the candle, and placed it directly in front of the gate.

The dim candlelight flickered pitifully under the bright moonlight. The decorator watched the burning red candle at his feet expressionlessly, hugged his head with both hands, and twisted hard—

With a crack, it was the sound of a broken cervical spine.

The decorator twisted his own neck and died in front of the gate of Bishuiwan Manor. The dim candlelight shone on the warm and fresh male corpse. From the decorator's throat, which had long since stopped breathing, came a gurgling hissing sound, and a thick, ink-black shadow crawled out from under his corpse, as if driven by the candlelight, and scurried into the manor in one breath.

After that 'shadow' entered the manor, Bai Fugui came under the high wall and slowly pressed his palm against the marble-white wall surface.

The next moment, the moon inside the manor extinguished.

Looking down at the decorator who fell in front of the gate, Bai Fugui sighed and shook his head: "To think you were even willing to release 'Te Rang'... It seems your state is indeed about to fail."

Otherwise, you wouldn't be so anxious, anxious to obtain 'Zhaoyou' to extend your life.

"Next, let's see if that lucky person who cracked Zhaoyou can hold on until 'Earth Territory's' blockade is lifted under the pursuit of 'Special Duty'?"

Bai Fugui bent down, grabbed the decorator's corpse by the ankle, and dragged the corpse away from Bishuiwan Manor.

He didn't care that his wife and daughter were still in this manor. After all, having family members die at the hands of Te Rang could instead reduce the risk of him being suspected by those sensitive people.

What's more, Bai Zhi... will not die no matter what.

Even if she wants to die herself.

After Bai Fugui left, the isolated manor immediately fell into dark turmoil.

"There are ghosts everywhere." The first sentence of Bai Zhi's high school diary was so dazzling in Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's eyes now.

In the brightly lit manor, desperate shouts and collapsing screams came one after another. Phrases like "There's a ghost!" and "People are dying!" frequently sounded under the night, appearing noisy and chaotic.

In the chaos, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe saw a group of people squeezing out of the bright manor one after another, running toward the gate for their lives, but Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe didn't find anything or anyone chasing them from behind at all.

A group of panicked people ran through the welcoming avenue facing the main gate of the manor in such a panic. The tall pomelo trees on both sides of the road made a rustling sound under the blowing night wind.

With a thud, the man running at the front of the team died on the spot without any warning, fell to the ground, and stopped breathing completely.

The remaining crowd was immediately stirred up by a burst of exclamations, fleeing in all directions, but immediately after, another person fell to the ground and died on the spot without any warning.

It was as if an invisible, untouchable ghost was wandering in this manor, hunting and killing everyone present one by one with great patience.

"Ghost..." Feng Yushu's face immediately turned pale, her eyes full of fear and anxiety: "Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe? Why is there a ghost here?"

"You ask me, who do I ask." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe shook his head, returned the iPad to Feng Yushu, and transformed back into a small and flexible magpie: "I'll go check the situation, you stay here, don't walk around."

This ghost wandering in Bishuiwan Manor seemed to be more ferocious than the Serpent God Zhaoyou and the wandering ghost Taiyi, and its efficiency in killing people was also higher. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen gardeners and cleaners fell in a mess on the welcoming avenue at the main gate of the manor.

"Different from Taiyi and Zhaoyou... what is the killing rule of this ghost?"

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe flapped his wings, flew low over the welcoming avenue, landed on a branch of a pomelo tree by the road, tilted his head, and observed the corpses on the ground.

But before he could observe carefully, a thick, ink-black shadow suddenly flashed by. Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's eyes went dark, and he fell headlong from the tree.

—The magpie died.

(End of chapter)