
My House Connects to the Six Realms
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Qin Nv graduated from college and was short of money. She had to rent a house in the suburbs, commuting four hours a day and never seeing a living neighbor. Until late one night, there was a sharp sound of a chair being dragged from the ceiling. Chirp... Chirp... Chirp after chirp. Qin Nu couldn't bear it and sent a message to her landlord, but the landlord's reply shocked her: The building at XX address only has five floors! But wasn't she renting the seventh floor? At this time, there was movement from the stairwell. Qin Nu boldly took a closer look at the cat's eye and covered her mouth: a child holding a white lantern was dragging something downstairs in a jumping manner! The child's face was colorful, and the mass he was dragging was torn apart, and blood was flowing down the stairs. The pale lamp dimly illuminated the blood black. ...Could it be that... Such absurd and bizarre scenes can only bring reflection to staunch materialists: Am I working too much overtime and hallucinating? Bite. A message pops up on the phone. When Qin Nu looked down, the door in front of her shook. Boom! The cold iron door sent real vibrations from under my hands. The smell of blood and white light penetrated along the crack of the door. The stairwell was eerily silent, except for the loud "thud" sound, which made Qin Nu jump out with goosebumps all over her body. I'm going, isn't it an illusion?
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