I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 774 - 443: The Wishful Abacus_2
Chapter 774 -443: The Wishful Abacus_2
The Spring Wind Road and the main street of XFZ run parallel to each other, both lined with densely packed self-built houses, mostly two to three stories high.
Some residents here are no longer original inhabitants; following urban expansion, people from various places have moved in, either renting or outright buying the self-constructed homes of former residents.
Last year, Zheng Bo himself purchased one of these houses.
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His two-story residence has the first floor rented out, which provides some rental income; he lives on the second floor.
Although the property doesn’t cover a large area, about 130 square meters, it’s spacious enough for one person.
The ground floor is divided into two units, rented to two tenants.
Of course, it wasn’t the environment here that Zheng Bo cared about; on the contrary, he actually disliked the living conditions in this area.
For him, the urban-rural fringe was synonymous with low-quality residents, poor living standards, and a diverse mix of people.
But none of these mattered to the current Zheng Bo; living here, he only sought peace of mind.
Every morning, as long as he could glance at the bustling activity in the busy four-story self-built house across the street, he felt an indescribable sense of stability.
Ririshun Trading Co., Ltd., that’s the sign, with white background and red letters, hanging outside the building across from his.
At first glance, it looks like a private enterprise doing seemingly decent business.
But Zheng Bo knew that the entire building opposite was actually full of exorcists.
Yes, it was the office building of the Luguang District exorcist team. After spending some money and making a lot of inquiries to confirm its authenticity, he then spent more money and bought the dilapidated building across from the exorcist team.
The house was definitely not worth what he paid for it, but what Zheng Bo valued was the fact that he lived opposite the exorcists.
Ever since the onslaught of sinister events began, he’d been experiencing a chilling sense of horror. There were three occasions where he encountered strangenesses. Although none posed a threat to his life, Zheng Bo once thought that Zhong Qing and her three children had come looking for him.
Initially, he purchased a whole array of evil-warding items, including talismans, peach wood swords, donkey hooves, and jade Buddha statues. Later, he discovered that these objects were useless, but it was not feasible to hire an exorcist to protect him at all times.
Hence, the current arrangement was the safest approach.
Living directly opposite the exorcist team, he could just shout from his upstairs window and be heard in the event of any trouble.
Of course, this was just a precautionary measure by Zheng Bo; not to mention the Zhong Qing family might not even turn into any form of sinister beings!
After all, it was just a certain possibility. Moreover, years had passed, and if it weren’t for the sudden global outbreak of eerie incidents, Zheng Bo would have forgotten about it as he grew older.
Or perhaps, he had subconsciously considered the event just a dream.
Sitting on the old-style balcony on the second floor, he was comfortably seated in an armchair, with a soft cushion supporting his neck and a small square table on his right with a pot of Dahongpao tea.
Zheng Bo always drank directly from the pot, without much formality.
His temples were grizzled, and he was slightly overweight, but no longer unkempt with a beard. Now, his chin was clean-shaven. His clothes, although seemingly ordinary, were always neat and tidy.
Despite living in an area with a diverse mix of tenants, Zheng Bo fit in quickly, judging from his daily habits and dress, one couldn’t guess his previous life experiences.
Today, at a little past five in the afternoon, the sun came out, and Zheng Bo enjoyed it on the balcony for a while. After finishing the pot of tea and as the sun set and the weather cooled slightly, he went back inside.
In the past, he slowly poisoned Zhong Qing with chronic poison and then killed the triplets eligible for inheritance by making it look like they disappeared. Because of his carefully laid out and meticulous plan, Zheng Bo inherited a significant amount of money in the end.
He didn’t hesitate, converted all his investments to deposits, not leaving a cent behind, and left Aries District.
Afterward, he made several investments but had no business acumen and lost everything. Eventually, he dared not spend recklessly anymore.
Now, Zheng Bo didn’t have much in savings. Coupled with the monthly rent he collected, it was just enough to sustain until the day he would be laid to rest.
During the day, a cleaning lady regularly came to clean the house, so it looked very tidy at the moment. After dinner, Zheng Bo took a stroll outside.
He had a fixed route for his walks, never straying far from this street, and primarily circling the exorcist team’s office building.
After walking back and forth around the exorcist’s office for about half an hour, he watched television for a while then went to bed after performing his nightly routine.
To the neighbors, he was a widower without children who had lost his wife early, thankfully appearing to have no money worries, which meant that he largely got on well with the surrounding residents.
After lying in bed, Zheng Bo put on his reading glasses, picked up his phone, and read an officialdom novel for over an hour, falling asleep without knowing when.
When he awoke, it was late into the night; his phone screen had gone off, but the device was still snugly on his stomach, and the lamp on the nightstand was on.
He put the phone on the nightstand, plugged in the charger, then went to the bathroom. Coming back to bed, he turned off the nightstand light.
But for some reason, after relieving himself, he felt wide awake and restless.
