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Chapter 8: The Power of the Spirit Bell


Looking at Qu Bin's cheeks dripping with blood and tears, Tang Xiaoman didn't feel scary at all.

She even felt a little sorry for the ghost standing in front of her.

Twenty years For the past twenty years, he had been so lonely waiting for an opportunity to appear.

This was almost a kind of desperate waiting, and she could even feel the sadness in his heart.

"But how do you know I can see you?"

As soon as the question came out of his mouth, Tang Xiaoman felt regretful and wanted to bite off his tongue.

This question was too idiotic.

"Because you yelled that there is a man in the dormitory."

Qu Bin smiled lightly, "I did follow your senior sister here because I heard that she was a very powerful ghost master.

I thought she could help me, but it turned out I followed her for three days, but she didn't notice me.

On the contrary, you noticed me as soon as I appeared."

Tang Xiaoman's eyes widened when she heard this.

Didn't the senior sister claim to be able to detect traces of ghosts from dozens of meters away?

Why didn't she even know that she was being followed by a ghost?

She seemed to be bragging too.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoman showed a disapproving look.

Qu Bin glanced at her, smiled as if he could read minds, and then asked her: "Do you have any talents?"

"What is my superpower?"

Tang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment when he asked.

"You can just see us," Qu Bin explained euphemistically, "You have to know that it's impossible for normal people to sense us, even those as powerful as your senior sister can't."

What does it mean that it is impossible for normal people to perceive him?

Is this a roundabout way of saying that he is abnormal?

Tang Xiaoman curled his lips a little unhappy: "I don't know.

It wasn't like this before.

It just started this morning."

"Oh" Qu Bin seemed to suddenly be interested, "What happened to you?"

Tang Xiaoman then told Qu Bin about last night's ghost hunting trip, and stretched out her left wrist in a depressed tone: "I really shouldn't have gone out last night.

The silver chain was broken, and even the spirit chain was broken."

The bell has also failed.

Logically speaking, it should be vibrating all the time while you are here. " "Really?"

Qu Bin looked at the twisted silver bracelet on Tang Xiaoman's wrist and thought it was just a very ordinary piece of jewelry.

He curiously stretched out his right hand.

The moment he touched the spirit bell, Mars flashed.

Splash, he screamed in pain, startling Tang Xiaoman.

Because Qu Bin is a ghost after all, and ghosts are still something to be cautious about.

I saw that he was holding his right hand with his left hand.

The fingertips of his right hand were like a lit cigarette.

There was a faint dark fire slowly advancing towards the direction of his palm.

After the dark fire, his fingers turned.

It turned into a trace of smoke and drifted away.

Tang Xiaoman was also stunned by the sight in front of her.

She looked at the bell on her wrist and then at Qu Bin.

She couldn't believe how powerful this bell was.

Seeing the line of fire that kept advancing toward his wrist, even Tang Xiaoman became a little anxious.

If it continued to spread at this speed, Qu Bin's ghost would probably disappear.

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"What should I do?"

Tang Xiaoman said that he had never encountered such a thing before, "Do I need amputation?"

But how to amputate a ghost's limbs?

"Maybe this is God's will."

Qu Bin pinched his right arm, which had lost half of his hand, and smiled reluctantly, but his eyes were filled with despair and fear.

Yes, it's fear.

After being a ghost for nearly twenty years, he once again experienced what fear was, which was the despair of facing death again.

"I don't know how long I can hold on," he said to Tang Xiaoman calmly, "Can you please go to the lotus pond with me?

I will tell you the place where I was buried.

Please find a way.

Digging out my bones is my only wish in this life."

Tang Xiaoman stood by blankly.

God knows how guilty she is now.

If he hadn't stretched out his arm, he wouldn't have touched the spirit bell, let alone be driven to pieces because of it.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Tang Xiaoman nodded firmly, immediately opened the bedroom door and ran out.

Although it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still shining brightly, and the surrounding temperature was as high as a steamer.

Even though there was a tree-lined avenue, there were still very few people active outside.

Tang Xiaoman ran all the way regardless of the sun.

When she thought of Qu Bin's disappearing arms, she wanted to rush to the lotus pond.

The lotus in July stands like a girl among the lotus leaves.

It is pink and tender and exudes its unique fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed when smelling it.

Tang Xiaoman stood bent over by the lotus pond, panting rapidly, her face flushed red from the extreme speed just now.

Qu Bin appeared next to her silently and said softly: "Your physical fitness is not good, just such a short distance can make you gasp like this."

Tang Xiaoman glanced at him unhappily and found that there was no sarcasm on his face, so she decided not to argue with him.

"Where were you buried?"

Tang Xiaoman asked in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, her throat was so dry that smoke could come out.

"It's under the best-growing lotus in front."

Qu Bin floated towards the lotus, "I've been raising it for almost twenty years, and its branches and vines are about to break my bones."

"Does that mean if we uproot this bunch of lotus flowers, your remains will be brought out with us?"

Tang Xiaoman stood by the lotus pond, looking at the bunch of lotus flowers.

But Qu Bin's expression changed drastically, and he quickly stopped him and said: "I have already died a violent death.

Please leave me a whole body.

I don't know whether the lotus will be broken.

I only know that my bones will be broken."

"Then what should I do?

Do you want the school to release the water in this pool?"

Tang Xiaoman gestured towards the water in the pool, "I don't run the school, why should the school leaders listen to me?"

"That's why I asked you to find a way to get me out."

Qu Bin stood there with a depressed expression.

He glanced at his right arm that had no palm, and then looked at the sky, "I don't even know what I'm doing."

Can you survive tonight?

If I never show up again, please help me fulfill my only wish."

That tone actually seemed like he was explaining his funeral affairs.

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For no reason, Tang Xiaoman felt her nose sore and tears fell down.

She really didn't expect that as a ghost master, she would one day feel so guilty and self-conscious because of hurting a ghost. responsibility.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't expect it to be like this."

She looked at Qu Bin with red eyes and said aggrievedly.

"Haha, if I'm sorry, why are there polices in this world?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind them.

When Tang Xiaoman heard it, she felt angry.

She would never forget this monster who belonged to her.

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