12dz Chapter 547 [Domain - Second Gate] Good Luck
Chapter 547 [Domain - Second Gate] Good Luck
The two of them read Ma Zhao's diary again.
First of all, it can now be confirmed that Ma Zhao is a ghost of mourning clothes, because this log clearly states that he wished for his child to return, so he must have to endure the curse of mourning clothes.
However, there is a problem:
Ma Zhao himself is a funeral shop owner, so the phrase "selling paper horses and paper sedan chairs" in his log may not necessarily be due to a curse, but could be his original job or daily routine.
Excluding Ren Yu and Feng Yao's group, whose specific circumstances are unknown, the rest can now be divided into two categories:
First, Liu Zi/Bai Shaohua; Chen Ji/Fei'er; their experiences are similar to those of the previous cursed person.
Second, Wu Hui/Luo Weicheng; and the other two; they also entered another time and space, but they were playing a role in the experience of the wisher.
Taking Wu Hui's group as a reference: the clue they finally obtained was what Zhang Wei's wish was, and the same was true for Du Tingfeng's group.
That is, events that occurred before the curse were distorted into horrific events by the source of the curse.
"What we are doing now is selling funeral supplies and promoting mourning rituals."
Xu Sandao analyzed: "I think the reason for the mourning is that this is the way Ma Zhao resurrected his child."
In other words, regarding Ma Zhao's side, he was likely like this at that time:
The original mourning recipients were supposed to be his children, but he made a vow to find a way to replace them, so that they could die in place of his children and be resurrected.
But the question is, what role does Zhou Liang play in all of this?
Du Tingfeng stared at the logbook.
Literally, Zhou Liang seems to be one of the substitutes chosen by the ghost in mourning clothes, but the previous phone call has already shown that Zhou Liang is not that simple.
It's all dead, but there's still an unknown ghost in the house?
Du Tingfeng gradually discerned another emotion in Ma Zhao's words...
It wasn't madness, but a desperate plea for help.
"I've been wondering how these people knew about [the ability to make wishes]?" Du Tingfeng said, pointing to the line of text on the paper:
[There's still Zhou Liang... I can still salvage this situation...]
"He didn't go to anyone else, but kept turning the page, hesitant."
Du Tingfeng paused, looked at Xu Sandao, and a hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes.
"Is it possible that Zhou Liang taught Ma Zhao how to make a wish and to whom?"
This would explain why Zhou Liang visited the funeral home multiple times; he may have previously hinted to Ma Zhao that he possessed this method.
When Ma Zhao was devastated by the death of his twins, he naturally thought of going to Zhou Liang.
"But why did Zhou Liang hint at this method to Ma Zhao beforehand?"
Xu Sandao's eyelids twitched. If he were to speculate further down the darker path, did Zhou Liang know that Ma Zhao's child would die?
So, the curse...
The curse on the paper doll can be ruled out as being cast by Ma Zhao, as his log has shown that he was completely unaware of it.
It is highly likely that he only knew that his child was killed by the things in his own shop.
"Zhou Liang placed a curse on the twins, and then used it to trick Ma Zhao into making another wish, thus entering into another curse?"
This speculation even sent a chill down Du Tingfeng's spine.
If that's the case, then what exactly is his purpose in doing all this...?
"and many more."
Xu Sandao suddenly spoke up: "There are two more ghosts."
He thought of his first shift at the hotel, rummaged in his pocket for a while, pulled out a red chopstick, and slowly twirled it in his hand.
He pulled this out of the head of the mourning ghost.
But why would someone use chopsticks for mourning... unless, of course, it wasn't originally Ma Zhao's doing.
The head was taken away by the couple of ghosts from the very beginning.
They kept pondering the relationship between Zhou Liang and the ghost in mourning clothes, but forgot the most obvious fact:
There is also a connection between the ghosts in mourning clothes and the ghosts of the couple, and they hate each other. The ghosts of the couple even hid Ma Zhao's head.
He simply picked it up casually at the time, but now it seems that this chopstick is very likely related to the ghost couple.
I gaze at this red lacquered chopstick.
Xu Sandao's eyes flickered, and he said softly, "...A red bowl?"
Chopsticks are naturally a matching set with bowls, and the red bowl has been confirmed to be related to the wife ghost.
This might be the key to breaking the deadlock on Liu Zi's side.
But without paper money, how could they send out the message?
As I pondered this, a cold wind blew in from outside the door.
A woman in a long white dress floated into the store.
Like the previous customer, he had an ordinary face, and was easily forgotten... Xu Sandao even suspected that they might be using the same face, but he just couldn't remember it.
"Buy a wreath."
The woman said, pointing to the several white wreaths displayed in the shop.
Her voice was exactly the same as the previous customer's, sounding completely emotionless; it was just a different person...
At this moment, Xu Sandao was completely certain that these customers were not physical entities, but ghosts created by the source of the curse.
"The wreaths aren't finished yet," Du Tingfeng said calmly, not looking at her, but facing the warehouse.
"Then let's choose another one. A funeral couplet."
The woman remained expressionless.
"It's not done yet." Du Tingfeng turned to look at her and said coldly, "Wait. I'll let you know when it's ready."
The woman in the white dress wasn't angry; instead, she smiled slightly and walked out of the funeral supplies store.
Her meaning was clear: "I can wait, can you?"
Watching her departing figure, Xu Sandao said softly, "We can't hold out for much longer."
Their sales progress is now tied to Chen Ji's side.
Xu Sandao speculated that the paper horse and paper sedan chair were most likely the last props before the mourning began, which would force them to choose between two options.
"However, if one of these items is unavailable, we move on to the next... It turns out that buying paper money is a way to sever our communication."
He shrugged helplessly, but just then, he heard the clinking sound of a coin falling onto the table.
It was Du Tingfeng's bargaining chip.
It wasn't used, but the passive value is very high.
Du Tingfeng stuffed the chips into his pocket and gestured with his chin toward the warehouse:
"Look what that is."
Xu Sandao followed his gaze to the warehouse, his eyes instantly turning strange.
A thin piece of paper money, somehow, was blown by the wind to the warehouse entrance.
"When I was tidying up the store's merchandise, I was the one who moved the box containing the paper money to the warehouse."
Du Tingfeng said softly, picking up the paper money, unfolding it, and smoothing out the wrinkles:
"Looks like I was lucky back then... my hand was shaking."