FWF Chapter 244 It's no big deal, 50 Ghost Coins, take it!
Chapter 244 It's no big deal, 50 Ghost Coins, take it!
Tang Xiaorui stopped pressing the issue, humming an unknown tune, and gently patted the Q-version portrait on the table.
Then she turned around, her pigtails swaying, and strolled out with the casual gait of someone taking a walk in their own backyard.
The moment the door closed, the oppressive atmosphere seemed to return somewhat.
Soon, the minute hand of the wall clock steadily pointed to 12.
8 o'clock exactly.
The indicator light above the ticket window turned from dark to bright, emitting a slight "humming" sound.
Outside the window, in the square, "tourists" began to walk towards the ticket window in twos and threes.
The real test has begun.
At Lin Feng's window number 3, the first tourist was a mother and her child.
The mother was wearing a faded light blue coat, her hair was dry and sparse, and she had barely tied it into a bun at the back of her head, revealing an unusually wide forehead covered with fine wrinkles.
His complexion was a pale, bluish-white color, as if he hadn't seen sunlight in a long time. His eyes were somewhat cloudy, and he seemed unfocused when looking at people.
The child next to her looked to be seven or eight years old, with stitches on his face and his left eye deviating to one side—as if the fitting was done crookedly.
"Buy tickets." The mother's voice was hoarse and dry.
"Please have the child's height measured." Lin Feng said calmly, pointing to the yellow height scale line with numbers engraved on the wall outside the window.
The woman made a muffled gurgling sound in her throat and shoved the child in the back.
The child walked somewhat hesitantly to the ruler and stood up straight.
1.27 m.
Clearly and distinctly.
"Adult ticket: 100 Ghost Coins; Child ticket: 50 Ghost Coins; Total: 150 Ghost Coins," Lin Feng clearly stated the price.
The stiff "smile" on the woman's face instantly collapsed, and a dark light flashed in her cloudy eyes.
"No!" Her voice suddenly became shrill. "My child is wearing shoes! Without shoes, he'd definitely be shorter, less than 1.2 meters! He should get in for free!"
Lin Feng leaned forward slightly, his gaze falling on the child's sneakers through the ticket window.
The soles are at most two centimeters thick, making it impossible for a person to "grow" from less than 1.2 meters to 1.27 meters.
"Then let the child take off his shoes and measure him again," Lin Feng said.
The woman's expression instantly darkened, and black energy began to surge around her:
"What are you saying?! It's so cold outside, and you're letting the child take off their shoes and stand on the ground? Are you going to take responsibility if they catch a cold?!"
"Or are you simply looking down on us and deliberately making things difficult for us?"
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, understanding dawning on him—
This female ghost is clearly trying to scam a child's ticket!
The rules at the ticket office are very clear: you must strictly charge according to your height.
If someone were to allow free admission without authorization, the price would inevitably be paid with their own blood and flesh.
However, if one were to refuse outright at this moment, the woman in front of them, whose aura was clearly off, might immediately turn hostile and go berserk.
If it really comes down to a fight, with the Silent Grip and the Evil-Slaying Pistol, taking her down might not be too difficult.
but……
Lin Feng glanced out of the corner of his eye at the figures of the "tourists" behind the woman, each with a different posture and waiting silently.
If a conflict breaks out here, it could very well be the fuse that ignites the entire powder keg.
Imagine being trapped in this cramped ticket room by a group of eerie creatures...
That was a true dead end!
Thoughts raced through my mind in an instant.
A knowing yet slightly apologetic smile immediately spread across Lin Feng's face:
"Sister, don't worry. Rules are rules, but people are flexible. It's a good thing that the child is growing fast."
As he spoke, he casually flicked his right hand under the ticket counter, but in reality, he took out a 50-yuan ghost coin from his personal space, handed it out through the ticket window, and it landed on the windowsill in front of the woman.
"Seeing that you're traveling with a child and it's not easy for you, and the child is quite well-behaved, we can't break the rules regarding ticket prices, but I'll cover the 50 yuan child's ticket for you."
"Consider it an invitation for the kids to come in and have some fun."
The dark aura surrounding the woman suddenly subsided, and an exaggerated smile appeared on her lips.
"Oh—!" Her tone suddenly rose, becoming warm and even somewhat obsequious.
"Young man! You're such a kind person!"
The woman's thin fingers grabbed the 50-yuan banknote, while her other hand reached into her pocket and pulled out a crumpled 100-yuan ghost note.
"Here you go! 150! Little brother, take it!"
Lin Feng took it and lightly touched the hundred-yuan bill with his fingertips—it was real.
Without any further action, he simply dropped the 150 ghost coins into the drawer under the ticket counter.
Immediately afterwards, he deftly pulled out two tickets from a stack of brand-new red tickets on his right, picked up the antique-looking date stamp with pure white ink, and with two "snap" sounds, stamped the front of the two tickets with the clear words "Valid on the day of issue".
He smoothly pushed the two red tickets through the pass-through: "Here are your tickets. Have a pleasant visit to the park."
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Studio:
"50 Ghost Coins for peace and prosperity? That's incredible value!"
"Hahaha, look at how fast that weird mom's face changes! From preparing to eat people to smiling radiantly, all it takes is a 50-yuan ghost coin!"
"Rule: You must collect the money. Lin Feng: Okay, I'll pay for her. Rule: (Silence)... Seems reasonable?"
"I've learned something: in the world of ghost stories, making flexible use of rules and resources is a million times more important than brute force!"
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At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt came to window number 1.
His dark circles were so heavy they looked like ink had been splashed on them, his complexion was an almost sickly bluish-gray, but his lips were an eerie red, and his breath carried a damp, musty smell.
"One adult ticket."
The male ghost's voice was hoarse as he slowly handed over a crumpled 100-yuan ghost coin, his fingertips scraping against the small glass window, making a grating sound.
Chiba Saori dared not delay and quickly accepted the strange coin.
My fingertips quickly rubbed the paper—it felt soft and elastic. When I looked at it against the light, I could see a black bloodstain slowly wriggling inside.
It's real money.
She breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly pulled out a red ticket, stamped it, and handed it out through the small window:
"Your ticket... please take it."
Just as her fingertips were about to retract into the window, the man suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed her wrist with lightning speed!
The cold touch coiled around her like a snake, and Chiba Saori shuddered. Before she could even cry out, the man suddenly lowered his head and pressed his lips tightly against the back of her hand, taking a deep sniff.
"ah--!"
A sharp scream echoed through the ticket room.
Chiba Saori exerted her strength and pulled her wrist away from the man's grasp.
She slumped into a chair, rubbing her hands, which had been licked, with goosebumps rising all over her body.
The man was still outside the window, licking his lips with his scarlet tongue, staring at her greedily, as if savoring some delicious treat.
Chiba Saori subconsciously looked at Lin Feng at window number 3, her eyes filled with pleading.
Lin Feng had already seen everything, but he made no move and did not offer any words of comfort.
As long as window number 1 can still sell tickets normally, he does not need to intervene.
"Focus on your work."
Lin Feng simply offered a casual reminder, then accepted the hundred-yuan ghost coin handed to him by a female tourist outside the window.