Empty Sang Night Talk

Name: Empty Sang Night Talk
Author: Empty Sang Night Talk

by Empty Sang Night Talk

ongoing Suspense and Supernatural Supernatural Folklore Male Lead

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22Kwords6chapters

Latest:

Ch. 6 — A Red Sedan Chair Rises in the Daytime Deep in the Mountains, and the Mountains Are Full of Desolate Bones as Dowries

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About This Novel

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the city has completely sunk into silence. The evening breeze blows gently across the window sills without making any sound. The scattered street lamps cast a faint light in the dark night, making the whole city even more peaceful. The radio waves of FM90.7 Penetrated the night, wrapped in subtle electric noise, and slowly diffused into every sleepless corner - the unique feeling of laziness and alienation of late-night broadcasts filled the air. There was no hustle and bustle, only the radio waves carrying tiny voices, quietly waiting for those who were willing to listen. The noise gradually faded away, and a careless female voice came slowly, with a hint of lingering laziness in her tone: "Hello, listeners, welcome to FM90.7 Late-night radio station. From today on, the anchor will bring you a brand new story - the name is "Kong Sang Night Talk"." The anchor paused, still in the same lazy and casual tone, "Let's take a precaution first. This is just a strange story that is often heard when the elders are chatting...\