Chapter 266 Red Cloth Shrine
Tong Yuai suddenly felt creepy.

"He...he he..."

"Yes, he has his pants on inside out."

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

Old Chen had obviously just died and didn't know that he was a ghost, so he had no intention of hurting anyone when he passed by the two people, but if someone was stupid enough to expose his ghost identity.

Then Old Chen might have to let people see what it means that humans and ghosts are on different paths.

After Lao Chen disappears.

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

"Things are not right. We need to think long-term."

If it was just a minor family member who had entered the blessed land twice, Wu Xian would be confident that he could settle the matter, but Zhou Xingsen started killing people, and even the newly dead people turned into ghosts directly. This was no longer in the scope of casual help.

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

Tong Yuai was about to go upstairs with trembling legs.

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

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

Seeing Tong Yuai's determination, Wu Xian's mind suddenly became heated: "If you dare, why shouldn't I dare? I'll go gamble with you..."

"No, I don't gamble!"

Halfway through his words, Wu Xian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He doesn't like to gamble on probability unless he has to, but why did he just say he wanted to take a gamble?

Wu Xian has experienced this many times.

So he could conclude that the two of them were now affected by something.

"In this case... I'm afraid I can't not gamble."

Since that thing has tried to directly interfere with their thinking, it means that it doesn't want the two of them to leave. So even if they go downstairs, it may not be so easy to escape.

He asked Tong Yuai to wait for him for a while while he stood in front of the window and edited a text message, the recipient of which was Fuyuan City God's Office.

"Xinghuayuan Community, there is a ghost on the fourth floor of unit two of building four, come quickly!"

Failed to send……

Wu Xian's expression darkened.

His guess was right. They were already trapped when they entered the building. The place was shrouded by some kind of power. Not even a text message could be sent out, and it was impossible for people to leave.

"There's a ghost here... Who do you say is the ghost?"

Wu Xian was thinking when he suddenly felt a chill coming over him and a curious voice suddenly came from behind him.

"what!"

Tong Yuai screamed, but immediately covered her mouth.

Wu Xian turned around and looked back, and saw Old Chen, who had just come downstairs, appeared behind him without him knowing when, and looked curiously at the failed text message on his mobile phone.

It is very annoying to peek at other people's text messages.

It would be fatal if a ghost read your text messages.

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

"Of course there is a ghost on the fourth floor. Think about it, if there is no ghost, how can he win every time?"

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

"Yes, he has something wrong. Otherwise, how could I, Old Chen, who has been in the gambling world for a lifetime, lose so badly? There must be something wrong, he must have something wrong!"

Old Chen hurried upstairs to find Zhou Xingsen to argue.

But Wu Xian grabbed him.

Old Chen's hands were icy cold. After Wu Xian grabbed them, he put his hands behind his back and it took him a while to recover.

"You're crazy. If they dare to cheat, they won't be afraid of you. Aren't you afraid that your old arms and legs will be torn down if you go upstairs?" "I'm a professional debt collector. I hate these cheaters the most. But the signal in this building is not good. I can't send my text messages. How about this, you go out and send a text message for me!"

"Wait for my people to come over, and I will definitely help you get back what you lost, and by the way, I will also help the cheater to cut off his hand!"

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

After losing all his fortune, he became very irritable.

When he saw Tong Yuai just now, a surge of malice surged in his heart, and he even thought about cutting her into pieces and hanging the body in a conspicuous place as a decoration.

But for some reason, when he looked at Wu Xian, he felt very close to him.

But if I help this young man to call for help, will I offend Zhou Xingsen and be retaliated by him afterwards, causing unrest in my family?
I can see Lao Chen’s hesitation.

After Wu Xian finished editing the message, he pressed the send button, then took out a ten-denomination ghost money and handed it over together with the mobile phone. When Old Chen saw the ghost money, he happily took it, turned around and walked downstairs, his movements becoming lighter.

Tong Yuai swallowed her saliva.

She could clearly see that it was ghost money, but Old Chen's eyes lit up as if he had seen gold. He patted his chest and promised Wu Xian that he would help him send the text message.

See Lao Chen disappear.

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the benefit of having great Yin De. Old Chen just died and has not yet turned into a ghost, so he naturally has a good impression of people with great Yin De.

Lao Chen held the phone happily.

He thought about sending a text message as soon as he walked out of the building, but as soon as he walked out of the corridor, he felt the sunlight was extremely dazzling, his body became extremely weak, and every piece of flesh and blood was disintegrating.

He looked down at the ghost money in his hand.

"Ah... I'm dead."

Old Chen disappeared in the sunlight, his cell phone fell to the ground, and he ultimately didn't have time to help Wu Xian send a text message.

……

Old Chen is a ghost after all.

It was impossible for Wu Xian to bet all his treasures on him.

After his persuasion, Tong Yuai finally agreed to go downstairs to take a look first. After all, there was still some time before an hour, so there was no shortage of time to go downstairs.

But no matter how they go down, they will return to the third floor.

After trying a few times.

Wu Xian sighed, and brought Tong Yuai to the door of the fourth floor. He calculated the time, and when it was almost an hour, he pushed the door and walked in.

The two of them walked in.

I smelled a strange odor.

It smells like a mixture of incense, stinky feet, human feces, and rotting raw meat.

If Tong Yuai smelled such a smell in the past, she would probably pass out, but this time she felt it was bearable, and Wu Xian also thought it was no big deal.

The two of them had been exposed to the smell of stinky characters in a blessed land, so this level of stench was just a piece of cake for them.

Zhou Xingsen sat behind a table, his face was pale, his eyes were sunken, his hair was messy, his body looked extremely weak, but his spirit was unusually excited.

"You're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's have a fun gamble!"

Wu Xian looked behind Zhou Xingsen.

I saw a red light coming out of the room inside, and I could vaguely see a shrine. What was enshrined in the shrine was not a statue of a god, but something covered with a red cloth.

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

There is something more eye-catching than the shrine.

I saw a body wearing flip-flops, lying at the door of the room, with blood all over its body...

It’s Lao Chen!

(End of this chapter)