The lyrics Ying Xu sent only had seven lines in total.
Fortunately, quality is more important than quantity; these few words have already outlined the general story of the entire song:
Dear traveler, please stop your steps.
Listen to the stories of the newlyweds.
You and I intertwined our flesh and blood under the bright sun.
I will be reborn with you in the graveyard.
My dearest love, please wait a moment.
I will follow you without hesitation.
Let us join hands and march toward that wicked eternal life.
This love song has such a unique style!
Is this song about a double suicide?
If I remember correctly, the original owner of this room was a widow, right?
You mean... she committed suicide for love?!
[An ancient version of a pure love warrior?]
[You guys are so dramatic. I suggest you look up the love stories of British aristocrats; they don't have that concept of pure love.]
[Yes, wasn't it said that she lived for many years after her husband's death? If she really wanted to commit suicide for love, she would have done so long ago; how could she have waited so many years!]
Han Mengyao wondered if it was just her imagination, but after reading the lyrics, she felt that the singing in her ears had become much louder... Wait, this doesn't seem to be just her imagination!
Han Mengyao then realized that the woman in the mirror had disappeared without a trace, and only the lingering song in her ears indicated her presence.
Han Mengyao still didn't turn around. She took out a dagger and used it and the mirror to create a miniature temporary reflective surface.
Using this reflective surface, Han Mengyao once again pinpointed the woman's location.
To Han Mengyao's surprise, the woman did not approach her, but instead slowly moved towards the door.
The woman seemed to have an injury on her foot; she walked unsteadily and very slowly.
Han Mengyao waited for almost a full minute before she finally saw the woman walk out of the room, and the eerie singing faded away with her.
After confirming that the woman wouldn't suddenly turn around and try to return, Han Mengyao picked up her phone again and dialed Ji Qian's number.
After listening to Han Mengyao's story, Ji Qian was still somewhat skeptical, but she did not immediately verify its truth.
After agreeing to meet Han Mengyao at her room, Ji Qian hung up the phone and dragged the half-dead Xu Qi out of the room.
The lights in the hallway outside were still on, but for some reason they looked particularly eerie.
Ji Qian dragged Xu Qi along at a jog, sprinting at top speed to Han Mengyao's door.
Before Ji Qian could even knock, Han Mengyao's voice came from inside:
How much does a glass of Imperial Jade Liquor cost?
"One hundred and eighty!"
Ji Qian answered readily, and Han Mengyao quickly opened the door. However, instead of welcoming Ji Qian and Han Mengyao inside, she walked out of the room herself and excitedly said to Ji Qian:
"Qianqian, let's go after that woman together!"
Seeing Han Mengyao's impatient expression, Ji Qian paused for a moment, then asked a question completely unrelated to the current situation:
"Sister Meng, why do you insist on living alone?"
"Hmm? Because I want to resolve this matter as soon as possible, since every extra day we stay here increases the risk for everyone."
As Han Mengyao answered, she looked at Ji Qian with a questioning gaze, as if she didn't understand why the other party would suddenly bring up this matter.
"Sister Meng, in my impression, you are not such an impulsive person."
As Ji Qian spoke, she subtly nudged Xu Qi with her hand.
Xu Qi was pushed to the side, and at that angle, he caught a glimpse behind Han Mengyao's ear.
Upon seeing the black mark behind Han Mengyao's ear, Xu Qi instinctively exclaimed in surprise:
"When was this done?!"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Before Han Mengyao could even figure out what was going on, Ji Qian had already pounced on her, yelling at Xu Qi at the same time, "Don't just stand there!"
"Oh, oh oh!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Qi hurriedly stepped forward, quickly patted Han Mengyao's forehead and shoulders a few times, and then shouted sternly:
"Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder, Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable, Break!"
Han Mengyao, who had been struggling, suddenly shuddered and collapsed to the ground, taking a while to recover.
"What...what's wrong with me?"
Seeing the black mark behind Han Mengyao's ear gradually disappear, Ji Qian finally felt relieved and helped her up from the ground.
"It's nothing, just a minor bewitching spell, it's already been dispelled."
"A bewitching spell?"
Upon hearing this, Han Mengyao subconsciously touched the back of her ear. The skin there was icy cold, and Han Mengyao was not prepared for it, so she accidentally got pricked.
Seeing this, Ji Qian quickly pulled her hand down and explained:
"After all, the yin energy has just dissipated; it will be fine in a while."
After saying that, she looked down at Xu Qi, who was now slumped on the ground, looking utterly exhausted.
Han Mengyao wanted to go forward to help, but Ji Qian grabbed her arm.
"I'm not very skilled, so you explain it to Sister Meng."
Xu Qi knew immediately that Ji Qian was still holding a grudge from last night, so he didn't dare to keep her in suspense any longer:
"The so-called bewitching spell, as the name suggests, is to bewitch the mind of a stranger, change their cognition, and induce them to take involuntary actions. In some cases, it is also commonly known as being blinded by a ghost."
After finishing speaking, Xu Qi didn't forget to correct him:
"But actually, what I did today isn't really a bewitching spell. At most, it just has a facilitating effect. The main thing is that Sister Meng herself has the intention to get close to the ghost, so that it can guide her accordingly."
Upon hearing this, Han Mengyao gave a guilty smile and deliberately changed the subject.
"So what do we do next?"
Ji Qian went out tonight for two reasons: first, to resolve the hidden dangers surrounding Han Mengyao, and second, to retrieve something from the banquet hall.
“My agent stuffed some folk items into a hidden compartment in my suitcase, but she forgot to tell me, so I have to retrieve them without Director Liu’s knowledge.”
In fact, Ji Qian could have told Director Liu about this. After all, given the current situation, the more leverage Ji Qian has, the safer the others will be.
However, considering the outrageous coded message in that advertisement, Ji Qian was genuinely worried that Director Liu would use it as an excuse to cause trouble.
Perhaps because Director Liu's shameless image was so deeply ingrained in people's minds, Han Mengyao and Xu Qi immediately agreed with Ji Qian's words.
Han Mengyao even offered to accompany her.
Seeing the barely suppressed excitement in Han Mengyao's eyes, Ji Qian hesitated for a long time before finally agreeing to her request.
Mainly considering the special circumstances in Han Mengyao's room, Ji Qian really didn't dare let her go back to the room alone.
And so, the three of them, together (or perhaps forced to), headed down to the banquet hall.
Almost as soon as she turned the corner of the stairs, Ji Qian froze on the spot, because she heard that familiar singing voice again.
Han Mengyao was also taken aback. Because she had received so much information in such a short period of time, she had almost forgotten about this matter.
Of the three, only Xu Qi remained true to his original aspiration, his eyes tightly closed, his hands gripping the red rope around his waist tightly, just like his behavior in the corridor earlier.
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