Ning Wan, who was watching intently and lamenting the "long kneeling will inevitably lead to rain" setting, said: "Huh? That's it? Kawen's skills are now exported across industries, right?"

Why be so stingy? With just this little hint, what else can she get except the information that the two of them broke up?

Could it be that the reason for not being conducive to the completion of the main mission is that they are afraid that Zhou Wenhuai will not be able to see the scene where the male protagonist holds an umbrella for him in prison?

If it is really as I guessed, then it really fits the four words: killing people and destroying their hearts.

She couldn't help but think of her tragic end, that unspeakable "pickle jar," and the countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants on her body...

Just thinking about it, Ning Wan couldn't help but shudder.

I have to say it, but I suddenly feel fortunate that Shen Jingwen is still just a scholar. Although he did not help the dying, he should not have thought of such a sinister trick to treat people.

Xiao Qi was a little nervous while secretly watching the host's reaction, especially when the host was establishing the male protagonist's character:

Well... Actually, it’s not good to say anything too early. Although the previous plane was a normal plane, whether this plane is normal or not is still debatable.

[Host, there are indeed few plot fragments, and I can't get any useful information...], Xiao Qi paused for a second and continued:

【But the host can also get a new task. 】

Perhaps because Ning Wan looked too lost, Xiao Qi hurried over after receiving the task notification and spoke with a somewhat excited tone.

Ning Wan, who had originally accepted the situation as no big deal, suddenly felt the urge to pinch her philtrum. This wasn't good news at all; it was clearly another attempt to trick her into completing her mission. (*?????)

Xiao Qi: [……], you really hit the nail on the head.

The voice of the mission announcement is late, but it arrives.

[Random task being issued: Please follow the plot prompts and sever ties with the villain Zhou Wenhuai (relevant lines must be completed).

Task time limit: within half an hour after the scenario is triggered.

Mission Failure Penalty: Unable to access the storyline related to Zhou Wenhuai. (Note: Failure of this mission will affect the host's progress in completing the main quest. Please be aware of this.)

Ning Wan remained silent: It was the same old routine again, the same old stuff in a new bottle.

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(Warm Tip: This is not the main plot, you can skip to the next chapter.)

The day ended and the night grew dim, but the candle in Ning Wan's room was still burning.

On her wedding night, after learning Shangguan Mo's secret, Miss Liu Ying of the Liu family was taken to the mansion's back garden. Her wedding dress was soaked in blood. She begged desperately, but was still pushed into the ten-foot-deep pit.

The mud covered her body and she cried out. She didn't care that her right hand was broken and pressed the ground. She used her left hand to push hard and kicked with her legs, trying to climb up, but was pushed down mercilessly by the servant guarding the side.

Perhaps because she knew she was doomed to die, Liu Ying's repeated cries of "let me go" became increasingly mournful.

But as the mud fell and covered the floating head, the shrill voice gradually became dull.

Until the deep pit was completely covered, the sound stopped abruptly.

The servant in charge of filling the soil stood on the filled soil in the deep pit and stepped on it, thinking that it was pitiful, but in fact he had no intention of leaving Liu Ying any chance of survival.

Shangguan Mo watched the scene coldly, but he only wiped the blood from his hands with a handkerchief. His tone was slightly cold: "Afterwards, if that family asks about it, just find a random excuse to get away with it."

"If they don't listen, then we'll also..."

"Do you understand?"

None of the servants dared to respond, as the person buried in the soil was already the fifth in the past three months.

That night, Shangguan Mo didn't know what was wrong with him, but the first words Liu Ying said when she saw him kept lingering in his ears: Husband, it's time to drink the wedding wine.

Wedding wine?

Is she worthy?

It really makes you proud!

However, the picture of Liu Ying in the dream was indeed unclear, but the grinning curve of her mouth made people feel extremely weird.

After struggling for a while, Shangguan Mo finally woke up.

The big red wedding candles had burned more than halfway, and the entire room was shrouded in dim candlelight, giving people the illusion that it was airtight, as if wrapped in a silkworm cocoon.

Shangguan Mo felt his mouth dry and was about to call for water when a gentle voice rang out from outside the door: "Master, is something wrong?"

"Make a pot of cold tea."

There was no sound outside the door. After a while, the door was pushed open again.

Shangguan Mo rubbed his brows, breaking out in a cold sweat because of the nightmare just now, and felt that he had lost face.

She was just a peasant girl, yet she dared to disturb his peace even after her death. When he woke up tomorrow, he would definitely ask a master to perform a ritual to make her soul fly away, only then would he be able to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Sir, the water is coming."

The voice came a little closer, and through the bed curtains, one could vaguely see the other person's slightly bent waist and the teacup held up in both hands.

Seeing this, Shangguan Mo stretched his hand out of the bed curtain, but suddenly felt as if a thick layer of fog was covering his eyes. He took the glass of water in a daze.

Shangguan Mo, who had not yet recovered from his shock, was still groggy and only wanted to quench his thirst. When he raised his hand to take the teacup, he was a little anxious and his fingers inevitably touched the maid's hand.

Almost in an instant, Shangguan Mo's hands froze. He felt that the maid's hands were stained with something, and they were sticky and not at all as smooth and fresh as before.

But he didn't care about the trouble now. He brought the cup of tea in. Just as he was about to drink it, he found that there were countless "little bugs" climbing on each other in the teacup. In just a few seconds, some of them had climbed up his arms along his fingers.

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