Wax Figure Museum Ghost Stories
Only Xu Huo and Bai Wenxian remained. They exchanged a glance, and Bai Wenxian said, "I'll tell the last story."
Xu Huo glanced at the wax figure beside him, whose head had already been burned off. He took out the Same Kind Retriever and checked it before gesturing for Bai Wenxian to begin.
The stories in Ghost Story Night Talk continued. Meanwhile, Xie Ling had also found a clue aboveground.
The envelope containing the clue hung in the hall outside the ghost story room, held by a wax figure. Another wax figure stood beside it. They hadn't seen it when they first entered, so it must have come out to deliver the clue.
"I told you Long Aotian's story wasn't reliable. Looks like he never got a clue at all."
"Could he have gone looking for Xu Ruosi?" Xie Ling glanced toward the Wax Figure Museum. She hesitated but didn't leave, instead opening the envelope. The moment she saw the message on the paper, her pupils trembled violently. She threw it away and stumbled back several steps.
The discarded paper landed face down on the floor. At the same moment, the lights in the hall suddenly went out. She noticed a few glowing words on the back of the paper. It had been folded, and from where she stood, she could only make out the words "the real clue." Just as she was about to pick it up, a faint light flashed from the direction of the Wax Figure Museum. She instinctively looked up, only to see a small figure dart past the doorway!
Xie Ling froze. Then a pair of little hands pressed against her lower back and shoved her toward the Wax Figure Museum!
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"...Li Ping shut the door, locked it with