Ch66 - Have you heard of the “Prisoner God”?

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Bei Quan, Wei Fuyuan, and Huan, who had just met, walked through the spacious, deserted courtyard and entered Chen Dafa’s mansion together.

“Mr. Dai hasn’t been back in 20 years?”

The law firm intern led the way, turned around, and grinned at Bei Quan. “During this period, I heard that the house was renovated in many areas. You might not know how to get there, do you?”

Bei Quan smiled and nodded, “It has changed a lot.” 

Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan had seen the aerial view of the house from all angles before coming to America.

They could tell the manor was expanding little by little just by looking at the photographs, but there was nothing particularly terrible or frightening about it.

But today, when they entered the mansion, Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan had an instinctive feeling that the house’s internal structure would be significantly stranger than its outer shape.

Every passageway in the manor was uncomfortably narrow.

Even the main corridor from the porch to the hall, in such a vast mansion, could just barely accommodate three people walking side by side.

The corridor was not only narrow but also twisted and turned randomly, which truly contradicted any architectural logic.

Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan were also unable to locate any windows in the corridors.

With dark colored wallpaper and walnut toned floors, all the lighting inside was only provided by wall lamps. The aesthetic was odd enough to fool people into thinking they had visited a mediaeval castle by mistake. 

“Right? Hahaha.”

“I grew up in the city. When I was a sophomore in middle school, my parents brought me here. I used to go on adventures with my friends all over the place!”

The intern was still laughing, “But when I got back a few days ago, I noticed that the whole mansion had altered a lot, so much, that it was entirely different from what I recall.

“It took me two hours to walk through the house that day, and I was only finally able to remember the way after walking back and forth several times!” 

With that, he turned to see Huan.

“And you, Mr. Huan?”

The intern smiled and asked, “Do you think this house has changed from what you remember?”

“Ah?” 

Huan was obviously thinking about something and he was called suddenly, but he quickly returned to his senses.

“Oh… Yes, yes.”

Huan’s eyes wandered and seemed a little flustered.

He answered vaguely, 

“A little…”

He didn’t add anything after his “a little,” but the intern seemed to acquiesce that he agreed with his idea, he laughed and moved on from the topic.

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The four walked through the long “L” shaped corridor and finally reached the living room.

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“I’m sorry, we don’t have many people to entertain you. Many servants have been dismissed from the mansion. Since Mr. Chen is not in good health, he is afraid of noise, you see.”

The housekeeper explained to the three guests. 

“Now there are only two maids and myself remaining in this house and a nurse who is specially responsible for taking care of Mr. Chen. I’m a little busy.” He smiled apologetically, “So, I will have to trouble you both for these two days.”

The housekeeper paused and added, “But, of course, if you need anything, please feel free to let me know.”

He said it cordially, but they could tell that when he said that,  he was trying to say: it’s difficult for the four of us to take care of such a huge house, care for a patient, and now deal with you guests, so please handle the tasks like preparing tea and cleaning yourself. Don’t trouble me as much as you possibly can.

But Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan didn’t mind at all. 

As counterfeiters, in order to avoid misfortune, they were eager to have as few old people as possible who might recognize Dai Bo Qian.

And Huan didn’t seem to care.

He told the housekeeper that he was tired after driving all day and wanted to have a rest.

So the housekeeper led the three to the second floor. 

When they went upstairs, the housekeeper told them that the other two heirs would arrive during the day.

However, they would be placed at the other end of the mansion. Although they were on the second floor, there was no direct corridor on both sides. They needed to pass through the west corridor on the first floor to go around, so they might not see each other for the time being.

“There are only four guest rooms in the manor now.”

The housekeeper opened a room on the east wing of the corridor on the second floor with a key and said to Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan. 

“You two would be fine living together, right?”

Bei Quan now used Dai Bo Qian’s identity, while Wei Fuyuan claimed to be his boyfriend. Naturally, they would live in one room so there was no reason to refuse.

As for Huan, his room was arranged opposite to Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan’s. At this moment, he had slipped into the room with his backpack, and he was about to close the door.

“Wait a minute! I’ll bring you some dinner later.” 

The housekeeper quickly shouted to him, “But the lawyer will come tomorrow, so please go to the restaurant for brunch at 10 a.m.”

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“Huh!”

Wei Fuyuan pushed the suitcase to the wall of the room, then “touched” his back and laid down on a two-metre wide double bed.

“I’m so tired!”

He sighed, “Today-” 

Before Young Master Wei could finish his words, Bei Quan stretched out his hand to cover his mouth unexpectedly.

“Huh?”

He blinked in confusion.

Bei Quan raised a finger to his lips and made a “silent” gesture. 

Then he opened his suitcase, took out the bamboo tube containing the Fox and released Su Ying.

The little fox walked around the room before walking over to Bei Quan, raising its chin, and rubbed itself against his trouser legs.

“All right.”

Bei Quan smiled and released the hand smothering Wei Fuyuan, “There are no bugs or surveillance cameras. You can talk.” 

Wei Fuyuan: “!”

He was secretly embarrassed and felt that he was too careless.

Wei Fuyuan was too uncomfortable to lie on his back any longer, so he rolled over, sprang out of the bed, opened his bag, began to straighten up, and assessed the room’s structure.

The room in which they resided appeared to be rebuilt from the children’s suite, which was divided into two sections: the left and right sides. There were separate bathrooms with a large cabinet in the middle, a bed, dressing table, and wardrobe on the east, a tiny sofa and tea table on the south, and an empty bookshelf in the corner. 

Although it had been refurbished, there were still many traces that implied children had once lived there.

Wardrobes and bookcases were all at appropriate heights for children to pick up items— the top barely reached up to Wei Fuyuan’s shoulder, and when the corner of the wallpaper was pulled up, it revealed the unsophisticated phrases in chalk and graffiti beneath.

The only window in the whole room was located on the south wall.

The window was small, barely 30 cm squared, and was inlaid with thick opaque glass, making it impossible to look at the outside. 

Wei Fuyuan opened the window to ventilate the room but discovered that the window did not lead outdoors but into another room.

Wei Fuyuan took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, and took a picture through the window.

The opposite room was dark. It was obvious that no one had used it for a long time. The furniture was covered with white sheets and dust covering every part of the room

He shivered, closed the window, and carefully locked it. 

“There’s something wrong with this house!”

Wei Fuyuan turned to Bei Quan and said,

“Who would make a mansion like this!”

Bei Quan barely smiled but nodded with a serious expression. 

He picked up the little fox at his feet and whispered a few words.

Then Su Ying jumped down, went straight through the closed door, and disappeared from their sight.

“I let it go around the house to help me explore the way.”

Bei Quan explained to Wei Fuyuan. 

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

The housekeeper pushed the dining car in, put the dinner on the tea table, said he would come to collect the dishes in an hour and then politely left.

“Come on, have something to eat first.”

Bei Quan still had no appetite, but he sat down at the table and opened the lid on the plate: 

“Let’s eat and talk.”

Although Chen Dafa was a rich man with a net worth of billions of dollars, you can’t expect a big house with only one butler and two servants to prepare a sumptuous dinner.

So what the butler sent was only two large plates with two identical set of meals-paella, mushroom soup, and a vegetable salad. The portions were just enough to fill the stomach.

Wei Fuyuan tasted it and said, “Average.” 

After commenting, he didn’t dislike the ordinary taste, so he picked up the spoon and ate it.

Bei Quan also began to eat the one in front of him.

“I wasn’t sure before.” While eating, Bei Quan said to Wei Fuyuan, “However, seeing the internal structure of this mansion with my own eyes, I can probably guess what happened.”

Wei Fuyuan opened his eyes wide and looked curious, “Oh? Tell me about it!” 

Bei Quan smiled,

“Have you ever heard of raising a Xiao Gui?”

“Of course I’ve heard of it!” Wei Fuyuan replied,

“Perhaps, like the kind in Siam kingdom (this is the ancient name for Thailand), the shaman transformed a miscarried baby or dead child into a small ghost. Then, he let people rear them. It was said that it could ensure the wealth fortune of the master or something” 

Young Master Wei’s family was engaged in business. He had heard some strange stories and anecdotes from the past before.

Thankfully, his parents were morally decent and didn’t feel a need to use these supernatural means.

However, when a business partner of his father’s came to his house as a guest, he once showed off a ‘son’ he had brought back from Lamphun prefecture last month.

“But I haven’t heard that you have to use such a big house to raise Xiao Gui?” 

Bei Quan smiled and nodded.

“You’re right. What Chen Dafa keeps at home is much more high-end than the “Little ghost” from Siam.”

He approached his assistant and asked in a low voice, “So, have you ever heard of the ‘Prisoner God’?”

Wei Fuyuan:”???” 

Of course, he hadn’t heard of it.

Even when he heard it, he didn’t know if the other party said “prisoner” or “prison”,

When Bei Quan was ready to explain, his expression changed dramatically— he dropped his spoon and stood up.

“Something bad just happened!” 

With that, Bei Quan rushed to the door of the room in two steps and hurriedly pulled the door open.