Chapter 202: Chapter 174: Human Bone Dice

The function of the dice is quite simple, it’s related to the final gamble between her and the Gambling Ghost.

In the last gamble, the Gambling Ghost rolled three fours, winning everything. At this moment, she obtained this die. As long as she can roll a four, it would be equivalent to winning with a leopard, and targets on the fourth layer would be seriously injured. After all, once reaching the Ghost Level, they can’t be completely eliminated.

However, as long as she can seriously injure a four-layered evil ghost, and add to it the dismemberment ability of the Yin Child, she is assured of victory.

As for evil spirits below the fourth layer, they would certainly be killed instantly.

Each time the die is cast, a portion of the money on her body would disappear. Once she runs out of money, she wouldn’t be able to cast it again.

Points other than four have no effect. After throwing, the user will start to suffer misfortune and lose wealth, overwhelmed by gambling urges.

The duration of wealth loss specifically relates to the number of points thrown, calculated by days, and it accumulates.

For example, if six points are thrown, various wealth-loss events would occur for the next six days. If she still has money, she can throw again, and if another four is rolled, the ghost opposite is seriously injured. She accumulates ten days of misfortune and loss, with increased gambling tendencies, becoming a gambling ghost.

Compared to peeling nails and being sucked dry to death, this side effect is almost nothing to Sang Que. As long as a person is alive, with healthy limbs and a lack of disease, why fear poverty?

Before she formally steps into the Ghost Level, this human bone dice is very useful to her.

Don’t ask how she could figure out so much in less than a second; just say it was a sudden insight.

Sang Que played with the dice, planning to buy a small red pouch, wrap it with red thread soaked in black dog blood, and hang it around her waist, specifically for this dice, to throw it first when encountering a four-layered evil ghost.

Clarifying the losses and gains, Sang Que took out the Night Traveler’s mask and placed it on the table, glanced back at Xia Chan, who was already sprawled on her bed, her hair thoughtfully tugged up the quilt to cover her stomach.

Seeing Xia Chan always using the wooden comb as a hair ornament, Sang Que always felt that Xia Chan’s mother was still there, becoming part of her hair, always accompanying her.

Now, it was time to go down to the Nine Netherworld to check the levels and Heart Lamp.

Sang Que remembered the last time she checked her Nine Nether Level, it was at about the third layer 350 steps. The Heart Lamp wish power corresponded to the Nine Netherworld Three Layers 375 steps.

She had been in the Deceit Dynasty for half a month, and she didn’t know how many more fans her mom’s novel had gained.

Sang Que once again entered the Nine Netherworld, yet before she could feel the position of her soul clearly, she was hit by a wave of knife-like cold wind, giving her soul the feeling that it would be frozen instantly.

Around her was still a jungle formed of black iron thorns, spikes growing slowly towards her, only now covered in ice and frost. Although the spikes didn’t pierce her body, the penetrating coldness made her feel the pain from the cold continuously.

The light that lit up at her chest was suppressed by this penetrating cold, seeming very weak, like a small flame in a blizzard, flickering, with a sense of extinguishing at any moment.

Third layer 721 steps!

She had already reached the latter half of the third layer, getting increasingly closer to the Ninth Floor of Nine Netherworld, Mingling Prison.

Darkness and extreme cold, punished by freezing, were the characteristics of the Ninth Floor of Nine Netherworld Mingling Prison.

As for the number of Heart Lamps at present…

It corresponded to approximately Nine Netherworld Three Layers 515 steps, over two hundred steps short.

All the Heart Lamp wish power was mixed together, devout ones turned into inner flames, the less devout into outer flames, and Sang Que couldn’t completely distinguish them, only estimate based on her feelings.

The Heart Lamp Wish Power from novel fans was the most, even if not all book fans were die-hard, but there were so many of them that it corresponded roughly to Nine Netherworld Three Layers 300 steps.

Accumulated Heart Lamp wish power from various places in the Deceit Dynasty wasn’t absolutely devout, it increased and disappeared over time, currently still about a hundred points left, and the rest was provided by the Night Traveler’s mask?

The Copper Travel Token’s limit was one hundred, meaning she already obtained the full amount.

Sang Que thought about it and felt it must be because previously no one recognized her identity as a Night Traveler. After the gambling affair, people began to take her seriously and recognize her; her identity with the Night Traveler became more aligned.

The mask didn’t need to be worn to have incense; the mask was already bound to her during the ritual inheritance, as long as it stayed by her side and wasn’t far or damaged, the incense stayed with her.

But only by wearing the mask could she have the ability to not be disturbed by evil spirits at night, and the mask even provided some protection, like when Xu San faced the Fish Woman, the mask prevented insects from invading the body.

Yet, the protection of the mask is quite limited; expecting the mask to resist the attack of a four-layered evil ghost is unrealistic.

Next, she needs to switch to the Silver Travel Token quickly, as Silver Travel can have a maximum of five hundred incense from the mask.

Once she obtains the Silver Travel Token and handles some mysterious cases, the gap between the Heart Lamp and the Nine Nether Level can be closed.

When the incense reaches the Silver Travel’s limit of five hundred, her Heart Lamp’s corresponding level can enter the fourth layer in advance.

The Heart Lamp has to reach the Fourth Layer before she can promote the Yin Child to the Fourth Layer.

But she’s only been in the Evil Suppression Bureau for half a month, and she’s not its founder; even with a rocket, she can’t rise that quickly.

She’ll wait for the opportunity, as long as there’s even a hint of a chance for promotion and salary increase, she’ll go for it.

Clarifying the gains and losses from this situation and the upcoming goals, the ticking sound in Sang Que’s mind persists; it won’t cease until shortly before noon the next day. Just by focusing on this sound, she feels restless and it’s hard to sit still.

It happens that her body still feels stiff and inflexible, so Sang Que decided not to sleep. She found the blood replenishing herbal pills her mom prepared for her before she came and ate two, then went to the yard for training.

In the yard, as soon as Sang Que drew the knife, she heard someone knocking at her courtyard door.

It’s already late at night, who could it be?

Is someone digging in the sewer again?!

Sang Que went to open the gate; a smelly wind hit her face.

Sang Que froze; in front of her stood an elderly person reeking of a foul smell, with disheveled gray hair and hard to distinguish gender, leaning on a wooden stick, holding a broken bowl, swaying towards her.

Isn’t this what Yu Da told her about—the begging Hungry Evil? If you give him food, he comes daily to beg; if not, he uses foul-smelling air to make people sick.

Has she attracted evil so much that they come knocking at her door?

Sang Que was just about to slash the Hungry Evil with one blow when she remembered Yu Da’s simple method for handling it. She immediately took off her right shoe in a petty mood and tossed it into the Hungry Evil’s bowl, then pulled out the peach wood stick used as a door bolt and knocked it on the Hungry Evil’s head.

The Hungry Evil instantly turned into foul air and disappeared, and Sang Que’s right shoe fell to the ground, reeking unbearably. Sang Que left the shoe and slammed the door shut fiercely, continuing her practice.

Nowadays, Sang Que is not like the Sang Que of three months ago when she first entered the Deceit Dynasty. At that time, if she encountered the Hungry Evil, she would have been flustered and overwhelmed for a while.

Now, she has various ways to make these evil spirits vanish in many flourishes!

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The next morning, Yu Da really pulled in a pig, along with a chef and a heap of cooking tools, arriving at Sang Que’s little courtyard.

Right on the spot, Sang Que performed “Butcher’s Art of Pig Slaying,” shocking Yu Da, who became even more convinced that the evil Sang Que controlled was once a pig killer, as only a pig killer would dismantle a pig so meticulously with artistry.

Making a table full of pork dishes, Sang Que, Yu Da, and Xia Chan sat in the courtyard eating together.

Sang Que ate quite a bit of pig blood, and even with pig liver, she grimaced and took a couple of bites.

At the dining table, Yu Da said to Sang Que, “The coffin has already been stored at the Evil Ghost Bureau, and the wall around the gambling den has been sealed as it stands. Yuan Gui, due to withholding crucial information which led to many deaths, will have his entire clan exiled to the border of Yunzhou for labor.”

“The Gambling Ghost case has been classified as a ’Level B Mysterious Case’. You, being the first merit, can receive three hundred Merit Points. I too received the blessing of your merits and unexpectedly got one hundred Merit Points. Lu Da reported everything truthfully, Wei Wu’s death leaves no means for punishment, and Xue Er has been demoted to Copper Traveler.”

Yu Da added another serving of intestines, “By the way, Captain Cui of Day Travel has an important matter to deal with today, he wants you to meet him tomorrow to clarify matters about Wei Wu.”

Sang Que nodded, and it’s just as well she needs to discuss the matter of one thousand gold with Cui Cheng and ransacking Wei Wu’s household will surely yield one thousand gold.

“There’s another thing I need to remind you,” Yu Da continued, “Files of concluded mysterious cases will be destroyed, and within a year, details of the mysterious case are not allowed to be discussed with each other, nor disclosed to others. If any overlooked clues are found, they must be reported promptly.”

Sang Que understood; this is to make everyone quickly forget about it, to reduce the aftermath influence of the mysterious case.

Talking about this, Sang Que asked Yu Da, “Is there any clue about the person behind Wu Renxing’s transformation into the Gambling Ghost?”

Yu Da shook his head, “Not yet, you had better mention this to Captain Cui tomorrow, asking him to remind those under him to stay aware—only with his words will those Day Traveling Envoys take it seriously. I will also begin investigating from Wu Renxing’s usual contacts side.”

“Hmm, I feel there’s more behind this issue, it must be clarified quickly.”

After the meal, Sang Que asked Yu Da to share the leftover pork with the chef and others in need.

During the meal, Xia Chan was buried deep in eating, his mouth oil-slicked, barely caring to speak—only when his mouth was full did he think of feeding Xuan Yu, ensuring nothing left on the table went untouched, thus avoiding any waste.

Once fully fed and quenched, the countdown to Sang Que’s recovery finally concluded, having practiced all night, she was exhausted and slept deeply.

If anyone dared ask her to work now, she’d surely kill them!

While Sang Que rested and caught up on sleep, unbeknownst to her, it somehow spread that Wangshan Town Evil Suppression Bureau’s sole female Night Wanderer perfectly imprisoned the Gambling Ghost—this news stealthily circulated around Wangshan City.

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