I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 193 - 165: Wu Renxing

The knife was pressed against his neck, Sang Que full of murderous intent, and Yuan Gui confessed everything.

"Wu Renxing was originally from Buiyi Lane. He used to run a bun shop over by the South City Gate, and the business was quite good. Later, he was brought to the gambling den. You know, sir, some people are unlucky in gambling, and when they get desperate, then..."

Yuan Gui glanced fearfully at Sang Que, skimming over the details of the gambling den’s traps. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Anyway, Wu Renxing eventually lost everything, even pledged his bun shop. I really did persuade him to stop, I really did, and he actually listened. He didn’t come to the gambling den for a month or two, really!"

"And then?" Sang Que pressed on.

Yuan Gui recalled, his eyes showing confusion, "When he reappeared at the end of last month, I wasn’t at the gambling den that day. My subordinates called me, said Wu Renxing was winning big, and suspected he was cheating, so they asked me to take a look."

"When I got to the gambling den, I found that he was dealing and playing size, winning over thirty rounds in a row, no one could beat him. I even gambled with him myself—it didn’t matter if we changed the dice, the table, or the position. In the end, he always won. It was already unnatural. I said then that we should send him to the Evil Suppression Bureau to investigate."

Yuan Gui cautiously looked up at Sang Que, trying to show his law-abiding nature, but Sang Que remained expressionless from start to finish.

"Continue."

Yuan Gui swallowed, "Actually, if Wu Renxing had stopped then, he would have won enough to redeem his bun shop, but he was too greedy."

Everyone present seemed disbelieving. It’s rare for someone who wins money at the gambling den to leave easily. The den has ways to keep them gambling until they lose everything.

"After that, Wu Renxing insisted on a big bet with me, wagering all his winnings from that day, but his luck must have run out, and he lost that round."

Yuan Gui hesitated guiltily.

"Then I told Wu Renxing to leave. But Wu Renxing was not convinced and wanted to sell his wife and daughter. I truly refused at the time, truly. We’re running a gambling den, not a human trafficker. But Wu Renxing was truly inhumane, couldn’t be stopped by anyone, and ran to the pawnshop beside our gambling den and immediately signed away his daughter."

"In the end, he lost everything, still loitered in the den, begging me for money to continue gambling. I had him thrown out. I couldn’t let it go, so I had someone follow him."

Xue Er snorted from the side; how could Yuan Gui be so concerned? He just wanted to know how Wu Renxing won so much.

Yuan Gui’s face turned pale, recalling something terrifying, "My people followed Wu Renxing to the cemetery outside the city and found him digging up his family’s ancestral grave, searching through the urn of his ancestor’s ashes. Not finding what he wanted, he dug up the nearby graves too."

"I don’t know who told him the black magic, using human bones to make dice, always winning at gambling. But we, running a gambling den, naturally have ways to counter such black arts. We couldn’t let him succeed so easily. Every time Wu Renxing came, he could only win a few rounds, then lost more and more afterwards."

"He seemed possessed, mad, no one could dissuade him. He gambled everything he could and refused to stop. Eventually, the pawnbrokers came to his house to seize his wife and daughter. Unable to bear the humiliation, they struggled to escape, ended up on the road, and were killed by a runaway carriage..."

"Alas!" Yu Da sighed heavily.

The chill from Sang Que grew heavier, crushing Yuan Gui’s breath, who dared not look up at Sang Que and quickly finished speaking.

"After that, I didn’t see Wu Renxing for several days until three nights ago. Our gambling den was closed for rest. That day, no one was in the den. I came early the next afternoon to prepare for reopening, and when I opened the door... I saw Wu Renxing dead in the coffin of the gambling den, clutching three dice, smiling."

"I was afraid this would affect our den’s business, so I burned Wu Renxing’s body when no one noticed, but it was completely useless. I didn’t lie to you, sir, the night before, late into the night, I was too sleepy, shut my eyes, and woke with a start—I saw Wu Renxing climbing out of the coffin with my own eyes."

"He was eerily standing behind a man from Buiyi Lane, watching him gamble. I was the only one who could see him. I was scared and didn’t dare approach. As dawn broke and the casino closed, Wu Renxing followed that man to Buiyi Lane. I was afraid something would happen, so I followed, then... then..."

Yuan Gui wiped his sweat with his sleeve, speaking quieter and quieter.

All along, he knew something major would happen but didn’t report it to the Evil Suppression Bureau, fearing it would shut down the gambling den, cutting off his livelihood.

In the end, he watched Wu Renxing kill those families, even handled the scene. Everyone initially said the Thousand-faced Ghost committed the murders, and it was likely Yuan Gui spread that rumor.

Sang Que turned to ask Xue Er, "Did those who died last night also visit the gambling den?"

Xue Er nodded, "Yes, if we don’t detain the Gambling Ghost today, I fear it will kill again tonight."

Those who frequently gambled at the den were on the Gambling Ghost’s kill list at this moment.

In fact, Sang Que didn’t really care about the lives of these gamblers, but their families were truly unfortunate. Wu Renxing, the Gambling Ghost, would not spare other people’s families.

Sang Que asked Yuan Gui some detailed questions. Those killed by the Gambling Ghost had sunken facial bones because Wu Renxing’s wife and daughter were trampled to death by horse hooves.

Also, Wu Renxing couldn’t face his wife, daughter, and parents again, so after becoming the Gambling Ghost, his face was a pitch-black blur.

There were still things Sang Que couldn’t figure out, so he turned to ask Yu Da, "Old Yu, is it so easy for a person to become an evil spirit or even an evil ghost after death?"

What Sang Que asked was also what Yu Da couldn’t understand, "A person dying with strong obsessions and resentment may indeed become an evil spirit, but at most a first or second-layered one. It’s rare to immediately have the strength of a three-layered evil spirit, let alone directly become a four-layered evil ghost."

Sang Que nodded slightly, "It indicates someone guided Wu Renxing. Otherwise, how would he know to make dice out of human bones, a guaranteed winning strategy? And why specifically die with the Human Bone Dice in the gambling den’s coffin after it was closed?"

Yu Da said, "Exactly, many gambling dens have a tradition of placing a coffin. Gamblers often toss a Copper Coin for fortune, and over time, that coffin absorbs some eerie aura."

"But making a worship item possess rules and killing power isn’t accomplished in one or two decades. Wu Renxing must have used some special method, using that coffin to become an evil ghost himself."

"Then as long as we seal that coffin, we can seal Wu Renxing, right?" Sang Que asked.

Xue Er looked at Yu Da and then at Sang Que, unable to interject.

"That should be the case, but I’m afraid..."

Afraid that the person guiding Wu Renxing has other plans, making it difficult for the detention of the Gambling Ghost to proceed smoothly.