After Wu Guo Zheng had walked for a long time, he turned his head towards Sheng Xian Peak.
The room on Sheng Xian Peak was his only refuge at the moment. Wu Guo Zheng had to carefully consider how to leave San Dong City.
However, he walked much faster than he expected. It felt like less than half an hour had passed before he reached the door of the room.
Taking out the key he kept close, Wu Guo Zheng opened the door and immediately chose to light a stick of incense for the statue, praying for its protection.
Just as Wu Guo Zheng was respectfully offering incense, the room door was pushed open.
With a "clang!", Wu Guo Zheng was startled and hastily hid beneath the altar.
He saw a figure dragging a suitcase walk in.
"Is anyone here?"
It was a woman's voice, which Wu Guo Zheng found very familiar. It was Jia Shu Qing. How could she be here?
"Why is it you? How did you get here?"
Wu Guo Zheng stood up from the side of the altar.
"It's you, Director Wu!" Jia Shu Qing was overjoyed to see Wu Guo Zheng.
Although they were in a bit of a mess, they were still in the same boat, so to speak.
"Hey, what Director Wu, what Director Wu. I'm nothing now."
Wu Guo Zheng felt a bit dejected and could no longer smile.
"Oh, right, why are you here?" Jia Shu Qing asked. She hadn't expected to find anyone in the room she randomly opened.
Wu Guo Zheng didn't answer Jia Shu Qing's question. What he wanted to understand most was how she managed to find this place, given its extreme seclusion.
"Then how did you get here?" Wu Guo Zheng retorted.
Jia Shu Qing, who had been in a panic all along and was only now calming down a bit, could only briefly explain her journey.
It turned out that Jia Shu Qing had abandoned her car at a crossroads just outside San Dong City and taken a taxi to leave.
She was relatively familiar with this intersection, and many people usually took taxis from there.
She saw a taxi parked at the intersection, displaying "Vacant."
She got into the car, and just as she was about to state her destination, the driver said, "I know where you're going. Someone asked me to pick you up!"
Jia Shu Qing didn't know who it was, but anyone who spoke to her like this must have been arranged by someone close to her. Could it be that brat Zhao Hui? She hadn't expected her son to be so reliable at such a critical moment.
Thus, Jia Shu Qing rode in the car all the way here. The person told her there was a house inside. Once she entered, no one would be able to find her anymore.
"Were you also brought here by a taxi?" Wu Guo Zheng asked. Upon hearing this, he suspected that the driver who picked her up was the same one who brought him here.
But none of that mattered anymore. As long as a stranger knew about this place, it could no longer be kept a secret.
"Huh? Why is there a statue here too?"
Jia Shu Qing then noticed the statue on the altar and asked about it.
"I had someone place this statue here. Do you also believe in this?" Wu Guo Zheng said casually.
In their current situation, having someone to talk to was not bad.
Jia Shu Qing carefully looked at the statue and suddenly realized that its face was exactly the same as her God of Wealth statue.
She then crouched down, opened her suitcase, took out the God of Wealth statue, and placed it on the altar.
"See if they are the same?"
Jia Shu Qing said as she looked at the two statues. Wu Guo Zheng looked up, and indeed they were!
"These statues are all cast from the same mold, so it's not strange they look alike. But in our current situation, even if a divine being were to manifest, I'm afraid..."
Wu Guo Zheng said with some disappointment, thinking about how much he had trusted the statues in the past, only to end up in this predicament.
"Don't say that. My God of Wealth statue really does manifest miracles," Jia Shu Qing said, trying to persuade Wu Guo Zheng, while silently chanting to the statue, "God of Wealth, forgive us, God of Wealth, forgive us!"
"Hahaha, what good is manifesting miracles? If it weren't for them, would I have ended up like this?" Wu Guo Zheng suddenly thought of something and became hysterical.
Jia Shu Qing was startled and looked at Wu Guo Zheng nervously, saying, "Director Wu, Director Wu, what's wrong with you! We should be thinking about how to escape now. If we offend the gods, I fear both of us will die here. I believe they will sincerely help us!"
"Hahaha, don't count on it. When you were rich, any god would come. When you're down and out, even the God of Wealth will likely hide from you! If you don't believe me, ask your miracle-working God of Wealth if he'll come!" Su Dan Novel Network
Wu Guo Zheng sneered.
Once upon a time, his own statue had also manifested miracles. But what of it? He had still ended up in this state. If these gods didn't manifest, so be it. If they did, he would have to ask them, didn't they say they would protect him from financial disaster? Why did he still end up disgraced?
Jia Shu Qing knew that Wu Guo Zheng must have gone mad. How could a mortal dare to speak to the gods like that? Moreover, her God of Wealth statue truly did manifest miracles.
She kept chanting, "God of Wealth, forgive us, God of Wealth, forgive us!"
"Hahahaha!" ... "Hahahaha!"
A burst of laughter, accompanied by a chilling coldness. In the dim light of the room, it seemed even more terrifying.
The surrounding walls looked gloomy, as if they were frowning.
The lights in the room were custom-made by Wu Guo Zheng. They weren't very bright, but they allowed one to see the entire room clearly.
"Who? Who's laughing?"
Hearing the sound, Wu Guo Zheng shouted and asked.
There was no answer, but the two statues seemed to be smiling.
"Laugh, I told you to laugh!" Wu Guo Zheng grabbed a chair from the floor and threw it.
With a "bang!", one of the statues shattered.
He could no longer tolerate any mockery. The laughter seemed to be provoking him!
In his eyes, these statues were now utterly useless.
Jia Shu Qing covered her ears in fear and quickly hid to the side.
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
The laughter became even more shrill and chilling, sounding bone-chilling. Jia Shu Qing was extremely nervous, feeling as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She couldn't help but crouch on the ground, covering her ears.
Wu Guo Zheng, however, cursed even more madly, "Who is it? Come out! If you dare, come out, and I'll beat you to a pulp!"
"Oh, really?"
Accompanied by a chilling voice, the newcomer appeared.
As he appeared, he deliberately walked up to Wu Guo Zheng. When Wu Guo Zheng looked at him, he always felt that it was a taxi driver wearing a hat, especially the eyes and the smile.
The newcomer used a little magic, and his image continuously shifted between that of a statue and a taxi driver.
"So, so all of this was arranged by you! Why, why did you do this?"
Wu Guo Zheng questioned loudly.
The newcomer stood still, took out his cigar, and leisurely lit it with a lighter.
After a moment, he asked, "You tell me why?"