Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system
Chapter 264 - 253: Mysterious Dimension 8

Chapter 264: Chapter 253: Mysterious Dimension 8

The five people encountered many obstacles as they moved around inside.

"Aren’t you guys feeling cold?" Xia Yue suddenly felt the temperature drop.

"Be careful, those things are watching us from the shadows." Xia Xi whispered.

"Re...Really?" Xia Yue immediately looked left and right, fearing those things would come out and scare her.

When they walked in front of the stage, they found a large area on the stage charred and burnt.

"Shall we go up onto the stage to take a look?" Xia Xi turned her head and asked Yan Mo.

"Let’s go up and see if there are any clues." Yan Mo nodded.

The stage was only about a meter high, easy enough for them to climb up.

Once she climbed up, Xia Yue kept close to Yan Mo.

"The fire here initially wasn’t that big. With a swift response, the fire could have been extinguished, and Qin Qi wouldn’t have been burned to death.

However, she was the one who was burned to death, which makes this situation suspicious." After Yan Mo took a round around the stage, he shared his findings.

"You mean, Qin Qi’s death could have been deliberately caused?" Xia Yue asked.

"That seems to be the case. An average person could easily get down from the stage, it’s just about one meter high, there’s no risk of injury jumping down, why stay on the stage getting burned alive?" Yan Mo nodded, the mystery grew deeper and raised his suspicions.

"Should I go somewhere else to take a look?" Xia Yue asked.

"Is that okay?" Yan Mo turned to Xia Xi and Wen Ziyin.

"No problem, let’s go." Xia Xi shook her head.

"Let’s check out their courtyard over there." Yan Mo suggested.

"Alright, let’s go." Xia Xi nodded, leading the way down from the stage.

Mo Si followed closely.

Yan Mo, holding Xia Yue’s hand, followed them. Wen Ziyin was the last.

As they stepped into the residential backyard, a potted plant flew towards them.

Mo Si pulled Xia Xi away, while Xia Yue dodged with Yan Mo’s help. Wen Ziyin evaded it himself.

The pot didn’t hit anyone but hit the ground with a clang, the noise echoing eerily in the silent theatre.

"The thing hiding in the shadows is getting impatient. Be careful and keep an eye on your surroundings." Xia Xi warned.

"Hmm, you guys be careful, I’ll protect Xia Yue." Yan Mo nodded, gripping Xia Yue’s hand tightly.

"Why do I feel like such a third wheel?" Wen Ziyin’s gaze switched between the four of them as he muttered to himself.

As if he had a mouthful of something stuck.

"What third wheel?" Xia Yue asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, let’s go." Wen Ziyin didn’t dare to explain too clearly.

They continued to walk forward, dodging objects thrown at them every few steps.

"Why do they keep throwing things, don’t they know that littering is wrong?" After several encounters, Xia Yue couldn’t help but complain.

"They probably just want to scare us off. Some ghosts simply enjoy watching people being scared and running in circles," Xia Xi explained.

"How tasteless." Xia Yue rolled her eyes in response.

They arrived at the place of residence, opened the door, and found it empty. The items inside were moved long ago.

"Oh my beloved~" As they were searching, a singing voice, elongated and eerily echoing through the night, came out of nowhere.

"A singing voice? It seems to be coming from the direction of the stage." Xia Xi’s eyes moved towards the stage as she said this.