The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 303 - 301: Battle in Bed, Death Approaching

Chapter 303: Chapter 301: Battle in Bed, Death Approaching

Qin Zhao had arrived at the Qu family home, and Mrs. Qu led her to the room where the Bone Hand was enshrined. As soon as she entered, Qin Zhao detected a dense yin energy inside.

Behind the door of the room, a talisman was affixed, so the yin energy didn’t spill out. Otherwise, on the day they played mahjong, Qin Zhao would have sensed that something was wrong.

"The hand was originally in a box, and now it’s gone."

"Why do you say ’gone again’?"

"After we finished playing mahjong last night, I came here to pay my respects. After that, I went back to my room to take a bath. While bathing, I suddenly felt something pressing on top of my head, pushing me underwater.

I couldn’t break free no matter what I did, and I almost drowned in the bathtub."

Mrs. Qu still felt a residual fright when she thought about last night’s events.

"My husband came back suddenly, and the feeling of being pressed disappeared. Later, when I came here to check, I found that the hand was gone."

After listening, Qin Zhao quickly caught a loophole in her words.

"You said it had gone again, which means it had come back after disappearing the first time. Otherwise, you would have said it has been gone since last night."

Mrs. Qu paused for a moment, her expression slightly strange.

"After it first disappeared, it came back here. Were you just paying respects at that time? Why were you paying respects? Were you trying to have it do something for you again?"

Qin Zhao’s eyes held a sharpness as if she could see through everything.

The pressure from her gaze made Mrs. Qu inexplicably anxious.

She stammered, "I—I was scared! I hoped it would spare my life and not trouble me anymore! So I apologized to it by offering incense, and then it returned."

"Oh? It accepted your apology?"

"Yes, I burned a lot of Joss Paper for it today. But I still wasn’t sure, so I came to find you. Miss Qin, you must help me resolve this!"

"Where has it gone now?"

Mrs. Qu avoided Qin Zhao’s eyes, appearing somewhat guilty.

"I don’t know."

"You had better tell the truth!"

Qin Zhao’s tone suddenly became stern, "Getting a ghost to do your bidding can cost a severe price. At best, it takes your life; at worst, it scatters your soul to the winds! You better not be clinging to any hope of luck!

If you continue to withhold key information, I won’t help you, and you’ll be on your own!"

With that, Qin Zhao turned and left the room.

Just from looking at Mrs. Qu’s face, she knew the woman was someone greedy and narrow-minded.

Now that the Ghost Hand had developed a killing intent, it indicated that it was beyond Mrs. Qu’s control due to her actions. But Mrs. Qu spoke evasively and with a guilty demeanor, clearly hiding a lot of details.

Mrs. Qu was worried the Ghost Hand would kill her, so she sought Qin Zhao’s help.

But she also wanted the Ghost Hand to kill her useless husband and his obnoxious mistress, so she had omitted some details.

Seeing Qin Zhao about to leave, she hurriedly followed.

"Miss Qin, it’s not that I don’t want to tell, but it’s so embarrassing that I am ashamed to speak of it. You saw the bruise on my face—it was my husband who hit me.

He not only abuses me at home but also keeps a mistress outside. Although his sudden return yesterday saved my life, he still beat me severely afterwards, leaving my body covered in bruises."

Tears welled up in Mrs. Qu’s eyes as she lifted the sleeve of her clothing to show Qin Zhao her injuries.

"After the Ghost Hand returned, it wrote with candle wax, demanding money and women. If I didn’t fulfill its demands, it threatened to kill me, so today I burned a lot of Joss Paper for it.

I even thought about, thought about sending my husband’s mistress to it. But he is dead, and the mistress is alive. I don’t know how to send a living person to a dead one, so I did nothing."

"Has it gone to find your husband’s mistress now?"

"Should be looking for my husband," Mrs. Qu clenched her teeth before revealing that she had sent the Ghost Hand after her scumbag husband, not herself.

"I said those things yesterday because I was shocked."

"We can go find my husband now and help him deal with the Ghost Hand. He still has quite a bit of money, and I’ll have him pay Miss Qin her fee."

"What about your fee? You’re the one who hired the Ghost Hand."

Now that the Ghost Hand wanted to kill both of them, Qin Zhao had no reason to save two people and only charge one.

Mrs. Qu was silent for a moment, "How much do you want?"

"Five million. As for your husband’s fee, I will ask him later."

Mrs. Qu had just over five million left in her account. She would tell Qin Zhao the truth, not that she genuinely wanted to spare her worthless husband.

She just didn’t want to pay the fee and wanted her husband to pay it.

"All this money you have wasn’t earned by yourself but by that hand. Even if you keep the money, even if I handle the Ghost Hand, you’ll still be plagued by misfortune for the rest of your life.

I told you yesterday, there’s no such thing as a free lunch."

Hearing this, Mrs. Qu finally made up her mind.

"Fine, I’ll give you five million!"

Right then, she had a realization.

Depend on no one but yourself.

She had initially wanted to marry a wealthy husband and live as a lavish wife. Nevertheless, her husband turned out to be useless, nearly squandering their fortune, and even kept a mistress.

Her current life was not as comfortable as when she was an actress.

Back then, she earned money on her own, without having to cater to anyone.

She still had some charm left, and there were many good contacts in her social circle. If worse came to worst after the Ghost Hand issue was resolved, she’d go out and find opportunities to make money herself!

Mrs. Qu immediately transferred five million to Qin Zhao and then had her driver take her to her husband’s mistress’s place.

Her husband had bought the mistress a villa where he mostly resided, rarely visiting her. Because a divorce would entail splitting their assets, her husband had been hesitant to divorce her.

While in the car, Qin Zhao transferred the five million to a charity she had been in contact with, instructing them to donate the money to impoverished areas to improve the lives of the local people.

The money had come from dubious sources; keeping it wouldn’t do her any good.

Better to donate it and earn some merit.

Today was Saturday, and Mr. Qu was indulging in sweet nothings with his mistress, Xiao Yun, enjoying their blissful world together. During the day, the curtains in the bedroom were drawn.

Xiao Yun had previously had a miscarriage and had been recuperating for many days.

Mr. Qu hadn’t been intimate with her for a long time, and today he was particularly in the mood.

The two were passionately making love on the bed, completely unaware of the luxurious chandelier above them that kept shaking.

Suddenly, a White Bone Ghost Hand appeared next to the chandelier.

With a loud bang,

The luxurious crystal chandelier smashed down onto the bed.

"Ah!"

It hit Mr. Qu’s back directly, glass shards flying, blood spilling.

The woman beneath him let out a terrified scream, her eyes reflecting the image of a Bone Hand. That hand grabbed a long rope and looped it around Mr. Qu’s neck from behind.

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