Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

Chapter 89 Joy is in the air

India whispered a warning: "I've calculated it. This gold must not be touched, or disaster will occur."

"Let me tell you something you don't know."

Chen Feng thought to himself, "Does this even need to be calculated?"

The most important thing when dealing with ghost stories is to always follow the rules; if you don't do stupid things, you won't die.

Of course, the premise is to confirm that the other party is a ghost story; otherwise, you'd be dumbfounded if you ran into those monsters from the zoo pretending to be ghosts.

However, just because Chen Feng and his group were able to resist the temptation doesn't mean that others can do the same.

Looking at the golden statue in front of her, Mrs. Chung's eyes gleamed with greed, and her mind instantly began to work with ideas.

They've struck it rich.

Although the mountaineering guide says not to touch the statue.

"But what did I come here for? Wasn't it to go to heaven and enjoy bliss?"

"If I could break off a piece of this golden statue and take it with me, even if I didn't go to heaven, my life from then on would be no different from that of heaven."

Seeing that Aunt Zhong was eager to get started, Chen Feng couldn't help but curse her as an idiot.

We've only gone halfway up the mountain; there are plenty of traps ahead. We can't let these two little mice just go to waste.

Then Chen Feng's mind raced, and he said, "It's fake."

Aunt Zhong turned her head, looking suspicious, and asked, "Fake?"

Its orange-yellow glow and heavy appearance don't seem fake.

Chen Feng quickly came up with an explanation: "Auntie, think about it, how much would it cost to make such a golden statue? How could something so valuable be just casually placed on the mountain? Besides, there are so many believers coming up the mountain for trials. If it were real, they would have been taken away long ago. How could it be our turn?"

Mrs. Zhong was persuaded: "What you said makes sense."

At this moment, Huangmao's mother also advised, "Sister, this is a test from God for us. If we become greedy and touch the statue, we will be sinful and unable to enter the Kingdom of Heaven!"

Aunt Zhong said with shame, "Elder sister, thank you for reminding me. I wasn't sincere enough and almost made a mistake."

Chen Feng looked at Huang Mao's mother in surprise.

Unlike him, who knew about ghost stories, Huang Mao's mother actually suppressed her greed with just her own willpower.

After the minor incident, everyone continued upwards.

As time went on, white fog began to appear on the mountain. At first, it was just a little bit, but it became thicker and thicker, and the visibility became lower and lower, to the point that it affected the climbing.

Chen Feng asked the old wolf, "Can it be blown away?"

Old Wolf shook his head: "I've already tried it. This fog is strange; my wind doesn't work."

Chen Feng also sensed something strange about the fog; it seemed to cause people to inexplicably lose their sense of direction. If everyone hadn't reminded each other, someone would have almost left the main path and violated the rules.

Suddenly, a metal sign appeared in front of them.

It reads: Congratulations on your arrival at the sales point.

According to the rules, we've reached the halfway point up the mountain.

Halfway there, and there's only one trap?

Chen Feng felt increasingly uneasy. As one of the six protectors under Niu Mian, Xi was in danger just like the Tiger King.

Therefore, the quieter it is now, the more terrifying the danger that lies ahead.

The sales point was an octagonal pavilion, and the seats inside were filled with hiking poles of various colors, some yellow, some white, and some purplish-red.

The rules do not say that you cannot touch the trekking poles.

So Aunt Zhong picked up the yellow hiking pole, took a bite, and exclaimed with delight, "It's gold!"

Gold, silver, copper?

Are you playing the river god trick?

Chen Feng felt that this strange tale was simply treating people like idiots.

"The phrase 'seeing joy' literally means that people become greedy when they see wealth."

"The rules also say that money is an external thing, which is obviously telling us not to take expensive things."

"Therefore, copper is the safest choice."

Chen Feng picked up the purplish-red trekking pole, weighed it in his hand, and realized the weight was wrong; it wasn't copper, but solid wood.

But it's about the same; of gold, silver, and wood, wood is definitely the cheapest... right?

Alarm bells rang in Chen Feng's mind. He reached for the white trekking pole and, upon touching the material, discovered a problem.

This is not silver, it's iron.

The trekking poles appear to be made of gold, silver, or bronze, but are actually made of ironwood.

Anyone who has bought furniture knows that solid wood items, such as rosewood or golden nanmu, are much more expensive than iron products.

Very risky.

Chen Feng almost didn't realize that this was a double trap.

First, there's the yellow trekking pole made of gold. People who don't know the rules will definitely be tempted and choose the most expensive one.

Those who know the rules, upon discovering that the yellow one is gold, will definitely go for the cheapest purplish-red trekking pole, and that's how they get tricked.

Who would have thought that white would be the cheapest?

To verify whether his inner thoughts were correct, Chen Feng did not remind the Zhong mother and daughter this time.

Actually, reminding them wouldn't have helped. Judging from their ecstatic expressions, they probably wouldn't listen to anything I said.

Grandma Zhong shoved three hiking poles into her daughter's hands at once: "Here, take some more."

Zhong Jie frowned and said, "Mom, it's so heavy."

Aunt Zhong advised, "Listen to me, sweetie, once you bring these down the mountain, you won't have to go to school anymore."

Chung Chieh-lien then smiled and asked, "Really?"

After her failed attempt to skip class last time, she was prepared to try the same trick again, but now it seems that she won't need to.

In contrast, even without Huang Mao's prompting, Huang Mao's mother still selected the correct white color.

She killed her own son without batting an eye, and was completely indifferent to gold; this woman was truly possessed.

Chen Feng couldn't help but get goosebumps.

After a short rest.

The group continued up the mountain, and strangely enough, once they had trekking poles, the sense of disorientation they felt in the fog disappeared.

Chen Feng, being well-informed, quickly realized that this hiking stick was like a key to the Happiness Internet Cafe or the mental hospital—a kind of stepping stone.

Hearing Chen Feng's analysis, India exclaimed in surprise, "You know so much!"

Chen Feng said half-jokingly, "You'll understand after you die a few more times."

As he was talking, Chen Feng suddenly looked ahead.

click!

A very faint scraping sound rang out in the distance, which Chen Feng keenly noticed.

There's something going on.

A second passed, click! Click!

The friction sound became more and more obvious, as if some creature was awakening.

Then, with a loud bang.

The mountain path trembled, and a huge footstep resounded. A golden figure emerged from the mist and charged towards the Zhong mother and daughter.

"Did the statue come to life?"

There was no time to react. Zhong Jielian was grabbed by the Jurchens, and then her headache, backache, leg pain, and heartbeat all disappeared.

In just a moment, Zhong Jielian transformed from a physical body into a golden statue.

Her mother was right; once she got her hiking poles, she really wouldn't need to go to school for the rest of her life.

"No!"

"Xiao Lian!"

The incident happened so fast that Zhong's mother was stunned for a second or two before she came to her senses and shouted her daughter's name.

The moment her hand touched her daughter, her voice stopped abruptly, and she turned into a golden statue.

It appears instantly.

Chen Feng was also stunned. The speed at which this golden transformation spread was far more powerful than She Qingqing's petrification.

At that moment, he suddenly felt his body stiffen. When he regained his senses, he realized that his skin was turning yellow and was showing signs of becoming golden.

Just kidding, it'll kill you even without showing its face.

"Even a body capable of exploding like a building can't be immune?"

"Touching it is an instant kill, getting close or even looking at it will also get you killed. It's truly a monster in terms of mechanics, it's really awesome."

Chen Feng sighed and lowered his head.

Fortunately, after avoiding eye contact, the yellow color on his skin gradually faded, and the three golden statues returned to calm, becoming lifeless again.

White trekking poles were indeed the right answer.

Seeing that the danger had passed, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go quickly."

"Wait a minute, let me catch my breath."

Two people died in half a minute. Such a terrifying turn of events made even Agent India's chest tremble and she was still in shock.

The blond guy started stammering, "Brother Fengfengfengfeng, isn't this dungeon way too hard?"

Only Yellow Hair's Mother and Old Wolf remained relatively calm. Old Wolf, having lived a long life, had seen all sorts of big scenes. As for Yellow Hair's Mother, she calmly said, "They were too greedy; they deserved to die!"

Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh:

Auntie's resolve is too strong. If she were to cultivate immortality, her inner demons would probably kill her with just one glance.

The next part of the mountain road.

One, two, three, golden statues appeared one after another in front of the crowd.

Were the people in front of us all wiped out?

Apart from Huang Mao's mother, everyone felt an extreme sense of suffocating fear.

Finally, the group reached the summit.

Glitter.

At the highest point of the mountain, there was a golden palace, decorated with extravagant luxury. The steps leading to the palace were made of gold, the walls were inlaid with various gemstones, and golden statues stood all around the palace.

In the center of the main hall, a man in a yellow training uniform wearing a smiling mask walked out.

He was simply standing there.

Every cell in Chen Feng's body was sending out a danger warning. This aura was undoubtedly that of Yan Kanxi, one of the six guardians!