90 Sacrifice Corridor 4 || Becoming a Rich Man for a Minute
"The temple on the other side of the river is also quite strange. There are very few temples that lock their doors in broad daylight. The old man said that a fortune teller will come in seven days, which also shows that the temple is not abandoned. I don't believe that a temple would appear in the game for no reason." Yan Shuang tightened his arms.
Jing Ning patted his back gently, and his voice rang in his ears with an indescribable magnetism, "There is a saying in Feng Shui that it is not advisable to have an altar or temple in front of the door."
"Is there such a saying?" Yan Shuang looked at him, "Tell me about it."
Jing Ning took his hand off his back and let it fall naturally on his thigh. He crossed his fingers and explained to Yan Shuang, "Sitting on solid ground and facing the sky is a pattern often mentioned in house feng shui as a way to bring prosperity to the family and wealth. 'Sitting on the mountain' refers to the direction or mountain range that the back of the house leans against, indicating that there is a 'backer' behind it."
"The direction of the house refers to the front. Many people may believe that altars, temples, and even churches, are places to exorcise evil spirits and that living near them makes one feel safe. In fact, the opposite is true."
"From a feng shui perspective, these are actually places with the heaviest yin energy, as some evil spirits tend to gather here. Therefore, it's not good to live too close to these places."
"Especially for houses with temples in front of their doors, the main door will be exposed to negative energy, which will affect the health and fortune of the residents."
"Oh my god..." Yan Shuang listened intently, "So this is a haunted house?"
"It's not a haunted house, it's just poorly laid out. But..." Jing Ning changed the subject, "If someone has died, it's a haunted house. Besides, that temple isn't necessarily a thing."
Their romance did not affect their work, and they had a general understanding of the background of the game.
Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun slowly began to set, making the sky red.
Lin Haichen has already finished the count. Each room has several items left by the previous owner. The only thing they have in common is an old red landline phone.
"These residents are quite wealthy. In this day and age, every household can have a telephone," said Tian Yiyi.
"Indeed." Lin Haichen agreed, "The sun isn't very bright right now, let's hurry up and go down to take a look."
Sixteen people came down the stairs and walked around the community. There were two restaurants open downstairs, but maybe it was still early and there were no customers inside. Next to it was a small shop with a wooden sign at the door with chalk written on it saying "Popsicles for one cent each."
"Hehehe... the prices are really impressive." Ye Jing'an's eyes lit up and he smiled like a fool, and the drool at the corners of his mouth made him look even more like a fool. "This also makes me a rich man."
Yan Shuang didn’t know what others would do if they suddenly became rich, but Ye Jing’an was definitely the type who would resort to revenge spending.
"Think about it, I don't dare to take those ice creams that I don't recognize." After saying that, he walked into the store confidently, "Boss, give each of us a popsicle, oh no, two! One is enough for everyone."
When the store owner heard that a big seller had arrived, he immediately stood up from his chair and asked everyone to choose for themselves.
No one was polite and everyone gathered around. The rectangular blocks made of frozen syrup were sweet and light, and they made a crackling sound when you bit into them. In this kind of weather, one bite of them was really refreshing!
"How much is it?" Ye Jing'an was holding the popsicle that was still steaming from the cold.
"Three dollars and two cents." The boss was holding a palm-leaf fan and wearing a vest with several holes in it. His face was full of wrinkles when he smiled.
Ye Jing'an nodded, reached into his pocket to take out his cell phone, and was stunned for a moment.
"Um... uh..." The momentum just now disappeared in an instant, and he asked tentatively, "Can I pay with VX?"
"What letter?" the boss frowned and asked loudly, "What did you say? I haven't heard of it. I don't care what letter it is. I just want cash. Hurry up, three dollars and two cents."
Nowadays, people are so used to using WeChat that they have completely forgotten that this thing didn’t exist in this era. Besides, even if it did exist, their phones have collectively become old-age phones and don’t have that function.
"Are you guys here to cheat for food?" Seeing him dithering, the boss's face turned fierce, and he was sure that these people had no money.
"What should I do?" Ye Jing'an whispered to Yan Shuang for help. Now, he didn't become a rich man, but instead owed three dollars and two cents.
Yan Shuang didn't have any cash on her, and she didn't really have the habit of carrying cash with her. She had already eaten the popsicle, so returning it wasn't practical.
He looked at Jing Ning who was eating a popsicle with peace of mind. Forget it, there was no way he would bring it.
Three dollars and two cents can stump a lot of heroes.
The most important thing is that they have to survive for seven days. They can choose not to spend money on other things, but they still have to spend money on food.
Although it is not illegal to eat and free meals in the game, it is unlikely that your life will be easy if you offend NPCs.
Just as everyone was looking at each other with their popsicles, not knowing whether to eat it or not, someone behind them handed them a hundred-dollar bill.
Ye Jing'an looked at the person who rescued him with surprise. No one expected it to be Zhou Xia.
"Pay the bill." Zhou Xia ignored Ye Jing'an and said to the boss.
Because of what this guy did in the last game, Ye Jingan didn't have a good impression of him at all, and even considered him hateful. He didn't expect that he would help him this time.
Perhaps because Ye Jing'an's gaze was too surprised, Zhou Xia took back the change and said calmly, "I said I just want to live."
"Thank you...thank you..." Ye Jing'an said dully.
Zhou Xia took a bite of the popsicle and gave the remaining change to Lin Haichen. "These are all I have on me. You can arrange it as you see fit."
Lin Haichen did not refuse and accepted it. This was the money to save the lives of the sixteen of them.
"Why would he help us? He could just pretend that he didn't take it out and spend it secretly by himself." Ye Jing'an squatted beside the creek that emitted a foul smell.
"People will die if they don't eat for three days. Is the chance of him getting out greater if we die? Or is he alive?" Yan Shuang held his breath and glanced at the black river water.
Jing Ning hated the stench and stood at a distance, unable to understand how the two people could endure the pungent smell.
There is no garbage in the river, but the water smells bad, which is even worse when exposed to the sun and irritates the eyes.
"It's time to eat!" Xu Yaoyu came over and immediately covered her nose. "Hey, don't you have a sense of smell?"
"Doctor Lin asked me to come over and call you guys for dinner." Xu Yaoyu said, "Hurry up!"
"Coming." Yan Shuang stood up and followed him to the restaurant.
"We've ordered a few dishes. Do you need anything else?" Lin Haichen handed the menu to Yan Shuang.
Yan Shuang wanted to say either was fine, but then she thought Jing Ning might want to eat something.
He opened the menu, which had chicken, duck, beef, and pork. It was quite complete, and the prices were reasonable. That little money was enough for them to get through seven days.
"Boss, don't you have any fish?" Yan Shuang asked after looking around at the dishes.
The boss was a woman in her forties, with curly red hair piled high in a bun and a navy blue floral apron tied in front of her. "You must be new here, so you don't know. We never eat fish here."
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