C6

[Ding!] Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a critical quest item, Grudges Bell.]

The moment he pinched the bell, the system's cold prompt caused Wu Qiong to come back to his senses. At this moment, he had once again returned to reality.

"Teacher Wu!" Teacher Wu? " Only when he finally opened his eyes did he let out a sigh of relief.

When Wu Qiong opened his palm, the bell in his hand startled Dong Fang once again.

"Why is this thing in your hands?" Looking to the east, Wu Qiong's eyes were filled with bewilderment, panic, and ecstasy.

This man's every move after entering the door was strange. If it weren't for the fact that he was worried about his sister's illness, he would have already chased her out. He didn't expect to reap such a big surprise.

Wu Qiong didn't know how to reply.

"Actually, I was just dreaming. Your sister's bell was something I took out of my magical pocket." Wu Qiong wanted to reply, but he was afraid of being beaten. I can only pretend to cough, "I picked it up in the swimming pool, I think... The reason why your little sister has become like this, is mainly because the bell was lost, causing the vengeful spirit hidden within her body to be revived. "

"So …" Wu Qiong passed the bell into Dong Fang's hands. "Help your sister bring the bell along with you. That should be enough to suppress the filth in her body!"

"How do you know all this?" Eastwards, he stared at Wu Qiong in bewilderment. The other party's identity wasn't as simple as just a mere counselor.

Ever since that immortal lady died five years ago and then lost her bell, nothing could suppress the evil being in her little sister's body anymore. Guilt and helplessness almost forced her into despair.

Wu Qiong waved his hands. Since there were some matters which could not be explained, he might as well not explain them. This was a matter that could not be revealed.

Dongfang knew that experts were always mysterious. Since Wu Qiong didn't say anything, he didn't dare to question him.

He carefully tied the bell on the red rope back to his sister's hand.

Wu Qiong carefully observed the ice block on the bed. The other party didn't move an inch, and was still looking pale and weak. The mission panel was still counting down, and it didn't give any hints on how to complete the mission.

Wu Qiong left a phone call to East China and told East China to call him if he woke up from the ice or something.

After bidding farewell to the East, he returned home. Wu Qiong was at a loss. However, after thinking about it carefully, if the quest was solved by just activating the Sense Mode, then it would be way too simple.

"It's just a pity that Immortal karma doesn't offend the mundane world. This love can cut through the void and leave behind a lingering grudge …" Suddenly, Wu Qiong heard the plaintive tone resounding in his ears, and he abruptly opened his eyes.

It was nightfall, and the doors and windows of the narrow room were tightly shut. The old fluorescent tubes were flickering, and a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the enclosed space. The atmosphere became even weirder.

The room quickly regained its tranquility, as if nothing had happened. Wu Qiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and comforted himself, "Hehe …" You must be hallucinating! "

However, Wu Qiong definitely couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply put the lyrics on the computer and quickly searched for the entire program.

This phrase came from "Fox Lady Sighing Snow" in Qingmei drama, which was a classic song from Xuanhe local Qingmei drama.

From Wu Qiong's perspective, this story seemed a bit outdated.

As a result, the fox would return the favor and marry the scholar. When the scholar reached high school, he would be given the title of a scholar, but he would then marry the current dynasty's princess, become Prince Consort, and throw his rotten wife to the side.

On a winter's snowy night, the fox girl who was abandoned by the scholar felt her heart grow cold. She sighed at the scholar's ruthlessness and finally died from a broken heart. The fox girl had sung this verse.

Wu Qiong opened the video. Most of them were footage from the seventies and eighties, the footage was blurry, the sound source was not good, the blurry face was soft, the red lips were parted, and the stage was filled with drifting snow. The heart-wrenching sound of the wind and snow was extremely moving, and the dozen or so videos were mostly similar, but what was worth noting was that the fox girl's performer was a woman called Ming Xiaowei.

What was even more interesting was that Wu Qiong was able to find even more news regarding Mingxiu.

Qing Mei was a well-known performing artist. At such a young age, she had relied on "The Stardust Fox" to become a master of brothels.

At the age of 25, she suddenly had a heart attack on the stage and died in the auditorium of a certain elementary school.

Upon seeing this, Wu Qiong was almost 100% certain that the vengeful spirit that was entangled with the ice was this woman called Ming Wan.

However, what made people puzzled was that according to Ming Xiao Wan's personal data, this woman was a playboy who had dedicated her entire life to the Green Plum Theatre. Normally, she did not fight over it and only spent her time studying the movie.

What had she been through? Perhaps only the parties could give an answer.

Wu Qiong frowned as he closed his laptop. He was thinking about whether he should go to the city to check on Qing Mei's troupe. After all, the time limit of the mission was less than two days.

Wu Qiong checked the location of the city's theater group, put on his casual suit and left.

The corridor was dark, and the cold wind behind him caused Wu Qiong to shiver.

The low singing voice suddenly sounded again. This time, it wasn't an illusion. There was someone singing a plum show at the corner of the stairs.

Wu Qiong stood dumbstruck, the hairs on his hands standing on end.

"It's just a pity that Immortal karma doesn't offend the mundane world …" A blurry white shadow slowly turned around the corridor.

"This feeling is too much to bear …" Wu Qiong widened his eyes as his pale face slowly lifted up in the darkness.

"Don't say that a husband and wife have a hundred days of grace …" Wu Qiong felt like he was watching a black and white movie. The human face in front of him matched the video from before. He did not hesitate to open the door and hide in his house while gasping for breath.

The sound outside the door seemed to have disappeared as Wu Qiong felt cold sweat soaking his back.

Why did this happen?

He did not understand why he was entangled by that thing. Could it be that the bell was useless?

The curtains were blown by the cold wind, the windows were opened, and something white and dazzling drifted in.

It's snowing? Obviously, it was impossible for the terrified Wu Qiong to approach them.

White paper?

Wu Qiong suddenly remembered, in the memory space, didn't the auditorium also have white paper floating around like a snowflake covering the sky?

"Wretched wife An Neng has a head full of white hair …" That voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Wu Qiong abruptly turned his head.