Chapter 38 Special Grant
Beyond the high wall, the cold moon hangs in the sky, and the fine moonlight reflects the Taojiang River flowing under Bishui 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 flowing down from the Xuanhu Falls nourishes the farmland and the piles of green mountains. The green mountains and the lower reaches of Taojiang River will merge into the Yangtze River after running eastward for thousands of kilometers.
“Nice scenery.” A middle-aged man wearing gray casual clothes stood on the tree-lined path outside Bishuiwan Manor, leaning on the marble handrail engraved with Clivia relief, admiring the rushing Taojiang River below. .
A man wearing overalls with suspenders and a peaked cap for sun protection stood behind the man in casual clothes. He did not admire the water veins of the Taojiang River with the other man, but cast his deep gaze on the high Bishuiwan Manor within the walls.
If Feng Yushu were here, she would be surprised to recognize that the middle-aged man in casual clothes is her husband, Bai Fugui, the largest shareholder and CEO of New Home Group.
The man in work clothes is the decorator responsible for moving materials in Bishuiwan Manor.
“Are you sure ‘Zhao You’ is inside?” 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. It seemed that the speaker was not himself, but a certain vocal component in his body, and his face was so paralyzed that it looked like A ruthless repeater in human skin.
"I'm sure that Zhao You is in the manor." Bai Fugui replied in a low voice: "Tai Su sensed his arrival."
"Taisu..." The decorator pondered for a moment and accepted his statement: "Can you find out who liberated Zhaoyou?"
"No." Bai Fugui shook his head: "I know you need it very much. The call requires His ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. "But you can't rush this kind of thing."
"Zhao You has been entrenched in this land for many, many, many years. As you know, his condition has always been relatively stable. Among the known 'ghosts', they are the most The few who are stable. "
"But in recent years, Zhaoyou's mental state has continued to deteriorate due to some unexplained reasons, and has reached the edge of madness. This area is connected to the real world. The 'door' also began to become unstable. "
"I originally planned to use the scenic spot project as a cover to cover up the death incident with a construction accident, find a way to find the 'door', go in and take Zhaoyou away, but Who would have thought..."
Who would have thought that Zhaoyou's mental state deteriorated far faster than he expected, and before his plan could be implemented, 'Zhaoyou' was liberated.
And the world that relied on the summons to exist was also shattered and fell apart.
"It may be that the unstable opening of the door caused some people in this world to mistakenly enter the world of Zhaoyou." The decorator pondered for a moment and said: "There are currently three people who can be confirmed, and they are all dead."
“The dead are not There is no value." Bai Fugui said: "What we are looking for is a living person, the one who broke Zhaoyou's rules and came back alive from the reflection of the world."
"He is. In 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 Tuyu close the manor, I'm going to release the 'special'... Remember to deal with the aftermath."
"I understand. ." Bai Fugui nodded.
After saying this, the decorator turned around and walked up the steps 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 directly in front of the door.
The dim candle flame flickered pitifully under the bright moonlight. The decorator stared expressionlessly at the burning red candle at his feet, hugged his head with both hands, and twisted hard——
There was a click, the sound of a broken cervical vertebra.
The decorator broke his neck and died in front of the gate of Bishuiwan Manor. The dim candlelight illuminated the warm and fresh man's body. From the decorator's long-dead throat, a snoring sound came out, and a thick shadow as black as ink crawled out from under his body, as if As if being driven by the candlelight, he quickly rushed into the manor.
After the 'shadow' entered the manor, Bai Fu returned to the high wall and slowly pressed his palms against the marble white wall.
The next moment, the moon in the manor went out.
Looking down at the decorator lying in front of the gate, Bai Fugui sighed and shook his head: "You are actually willing to let go of the 'special concession'... It seems that your condition is indeed about to die. ”
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so anxious, anxious to get the ‘Summon’ to renew my life.
“The next thing to see is whether the lucky guy who cracked Zhao You can survive the pursuit of ‘Te Rang’ until the blockade of ‘Tu Yu’ is lifted?”
Bai Fugui bent down and grabbed the decorator's corpse by the ankles, dragging the corpse away from Bishuiwan Manor.
He didn't care that his wife and daughter were still in the manor. After all, having a family member die at the hands of the special agent could reduce his risk of being suspected by those sensitive people.
What's more, Bai Zhi... will not die no matter what.
Even if she wants to die.
After Bai Fugui left, the isolated manor suddenly fell into darkness and turmoil.
"Ghosts are everywhere." The first sentence in Bai Zhi's high school diary was so dazzling in Ning Zhe's eyes.
In the brightly lit manor, there were constant shouts and screams of collapse. Phrases such as "It's haunted!" confusion.
In the chaos, Ning Zhe saw a group of people rushing out of the bright manor and running desperately towards the gate, but Ning Zhe did not notice anything or anything chasing them behind. It's people.
A group of panicked people ran across the Yingbin Avenue facing the main entrance of the manor in panic. The tall grapefruit trees on both sides of the road made a rustling sound in the evening wind.
With a plop, the man running at the front of the team died suddenly on the spot without warning. He fell to the ground and completely lost his breath.
The remaining crowd immediately screamed and fled in all directions, but then another person fell to the ground and died on the spot without warning.
It was as if there was an invisible and intangible ghost wandering around the manor, patiently and slowly hunting down everyone present one by one.
"Ghost..." Feng Yushu's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes full of fear and uneasiness: "Ning Zhe? Why are there ghosts here?"
"You ask me, I ask Which." Ning Zhe shook his head, returned the iPad to Feng Yushu, and transformed into a small and flexible magpie again: "I Go and check the situation, stay here and don’t move around.”
The ghost wandering in Bishuiwan Manor seems to be more ferocious than the snake god Zhaoyou and the wandering ghost Taiyi, and his killing efficiency is also lower. It was even higher. 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 killing this ghost?"
Ning Zhe flapped his wings, flew over Yingbin Avenue at low altitude, and landed on a tree on the side of the road. On the branches of the grapefruit tree, he tilted his head and observed the corpse on the ground.
But before he could take a closer look, a thick shadow as black as ink suddenly flashed past. Ning Zhe's eyes darkened and he fell down from the tree.
——The magpie is dead.
(End of this chapter)