
Feast of Horrors
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It all starts with a trip. Consciousness, existence... The gaze above the dimension, the redemption of heart and truth. Step into another world, where... A feast of terror is taking place! The new book "Gaitan Player" is online. It is my best genre. Please support me!
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Official(104)Scraped 20d ago
Just read the first paragraph, I don't know if the second paragraph is
Snake (じゃ) / True snake (しんじゃ), the ultimate form of resentment, is a ghost more terrifying than Prajna. He has no ears, which means "can't hear anything anymore". Noh is mostly based on ghosts and ghosts. In Noh plays, artists use body language to tell stories, "Noh is the life of Noh". It is said to have a history of 600 years. Noh has performances with and without masks, usually only the protagonist can wear them.
About the protagonist's lack of emotion
In fact, people with high IQ personality disorders are very good at pretending. Because if you don't understand, you can't take advantage of people's hearts.
From Scary Joke
I hope this book can be safely put on the shelves and finished safely.
The night was thick, like dark, cold blood flowing from a rotting corpse, covering the sky and the earth. The moon hovered alone over the school, its light dim, like tears of resentment in the corners of a woman's eyes. The tall buildings were blurred by the darkness, and when viewed from a distance, they looked like bloody faces. It was pouring rain in the dark night, everything was damp, the skin of the trees and soil was beginning to fester, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell. Thunder and lightning, depicting an involuntary fate, quickly caused the entire night to fall apart. The scenery turned pale in an instant, then dark in an instant, the crying ghost had no way to escape, and the soul was naked and stiff. The vision blurred, blurred white light spots, and huge black shadows overlapped, tearing the night apart desperately. The dead tree, as rotten as bones, was decapitated, with its hands stretched to the sky, silently complaining. The hemp rope hanging under the branches was blown heavily by the wind, and the soaked body swayed slightly. The rope loop tightened the corpse's neck, the facial muscles contracted downward, and the tongue in the throat stretched out of the mouth, the eye sockets were wide open, and the round eyeballs stared aimlessly at the ground or deeper. Long, damp black hair sticks to the head. The body is female. Student. He was wearing a very ordinary school uniform, except for a pair of red women's shoes on his feet that were particularly thrilling. The red shoes were very old, dark red with mottled lines and patches of exposed leather. A flash of lightning lit up, and the shadow of the female corpse was instantly reflected on the ground. What was chilling was that four figures appeared on the ground at the same time. No, it couldn't be said to be a human figure, there was no one around the dead tree. Only the biting wind howled with the raindrops. It was a shadow that appeared on the ground out of thin air, like a human figure, or it was a shadow looking up from the ground. They surrounded the female corpse, as if welcoming their companions, and disappeared into the night together when the lightning subsided. The world returned to silence, the wind and rain disappeared, the windows of the teaching building were blown open, and the empty classroom was dark. Then, there seemed to be a very soft voice, faintly ringing, echoing in the invisible campus. The crow resting on the branch of the woman's body started up, flapped its wings and disappeared under the moonlight. In the dreamland, the details transition from blue to gray like a tide, the world sinks into shadows, and the life-destroying raindrops fall stiffly from the sky. Dirty death stories were lined up, and the plaintive voices entangled the wind and filled the entire sky. In a dark and distant corner, a slight cry with a semi-fluid texture meanders, melted into the air by the rain, and the outline is washed away, leaving only a thin layer, like the skin of a dead person.
Why does this kind of horror novel write the map to Japan?
Why does this horror novel write the map to Japan? I don't like watching supernatural things from foreign countries
One star cannot be more
The protagonist is too pretentious. It's okay once or twice, but I can't handle it if I keep doing it.
Alas, it is getting harder and harder to live in suspenseful and supernatural environments nowadays. This book is also well written. I hope it ends by the end.
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Official(104)Scraped 20d ago
Just read the first paragraph, I don't know if the second paragraph is
Snake (じゃ) / True snake (しんじゃ), the ultimate form of resentment, is a ghost more terrifying than Prajna. He has no ears, which means "can't hear anything anymore". Noh is mostly based on ghosts and ghosts. In Noh plays, artists use body language to tell stories, "Noh is the life of Noh". It is said to have a history of 600 years. Noh has performances with and without masks, usually only the protagonist can wear them.
About the protagonist's lack of emotion
In fact, people with high IQ personality disorders are very good at pretending. Because if you don't understand, you can't take advantage of people's hearts.
From Scary Joke
I hope this book can be safely put on the shelves and finished safely.
The night was thick, like dark, cold blood flowing from a rotting corpse, covering the sky and the earth. The moon hovered alone over the school, its light dim, like tears of resentment in the corners of a woman's eyes. The tall buildings were blurred by the darkness, and when viewed from a distance, they looked like bloody faces. It was pouring rain in the dark night, everything was damp, the skin of the trees and soil was beginning to fester, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell. Thunder and lightning, depicting an involuntary fate, quickly caused the entire night to fall apart. The scenery turned pale in an instant, then dark in an instant, the crying ghost had no way to escape, and the soul was naked and stiff. The vision blurred, blurred white light spots, and huge black shadows overlapped, tearing the night apart desperately. The dead tree, as rotten as bones, was decapitated, with its hands stretched to the sky, silently complaining. The hemp rope hanging under the branches was blown heavily by the wind, and the soaked body swayed slightly. The rope loop tightened the corpse's neck, the facial muscles contracted downward, and the tongue in the throat stretched out of the mouth, the eye sockets were wide open, and the round eyeballs stared aimlessly at the ground or deeper. Long, damp black hair sticks to the head. The body is female. Student. He was wearing a very ordinary school uniform, except for a pair of red women's shoes on his feet that were particularly thrilling. The red shoes were very old, dark red with mottled lines and patches of exposed leather. A flash of lightning lit up, and the shadow of the female corpse was instantly reflected on the ground. What was chilling was that four figures appeared on the ground at the same time. No, it couldn't be said to be a human figure, there was no one around the dead tree. Only the biting wind howled with the raindrops. It was a shadow that appeared on the ground out of thin air, like a human figure, or it was a shadow looking up from the ground. They surrounded the female corpse, as if welcoming their companions, and disappeared into the night together when the lightning subsided. The world returned to silence, the wind and rain disappeared, the windows of the teaching building were blown open, and the empty classroom was dark. Then, there seemed to be a very soft voice, faintly ringing, echoing in the invisible campus. The crow resting on the branch of the woman's body started up, flapped its wings and disappeared under the moonlight. In the dreamland, the details transition from blue to gray like a tide, the world sinks into shadows, and the life-destroying raindrops fall stiffly from the sky. Dirty death stories were lined up, and the plaintive voices entangled the wind and filled the entire sky. In a dark and distant corner, a slight cry with a semi-fluid texture meanders, melted into the air by the rain, and the outline is washed away, leaving only a thin layer, like the skin of a dead person.
Why does this kind of horror novel write the map to Japan?
Why does this horror novel write the map to Japan? I don't like watching supernatural things from foreign countries
One star cannot be more
The protagonist is too pretentious. It's okay once or twice, but I can't handle it if I keep doing it.
Alas, it is getting harder and harder to live in suspenseful and supernatural environments nowadays. This book is also well written. I hope it ends by the end.
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To be honest, the work of The Handsome Son is quite good. From the plot and atmosphere to the inner portrayal and character description, it is absolutely outstanding. The only shortcoming is... It's easy to be locked up in a dark room. . . . . . . Cough~ Regarding this work, I only have one request: finish it, finish it, finish it! ! ! ! ! !




Grain ★★★☆ A Japanese-style supernatural infinite flow of dancing in shackles, group portraits. Compared with the author's previous work "The Scary Joke", the Japanese background seems a little acclimated. The copy seems soft, the supernatural feeling is a bit weak, and the decryption is only a little bit limited. But the overall story outline is clearer. With the faster pace, the book is a bit shorter, but there is a high probability that it will not be Eunuch or 404, and it will be the first book completed by the ruthless scholar. The protagonist Qin Wenyu flies to Tokyo, Japan with her friends in search of her father Qin Ye, who has been missing for half a year. Someone died mysteriously and tragically on the plane, and the curse was transferred to him. He entered the festival and needed to work with his teammates to escape the ghosts. In the end, all his friends and teammates died, but he returned alive and received the "real snake" nengmian and a nine-eyed magatama. The Nine-Eyed Magatama can be exchanged for many powerful props, but more importantly, you can escape from the festival by collecting 9 Nine-Eyed Magatama. As the protagonist enters the feast, he will be selected to participate in almost every feast. Not only are sacrificial feasts more frequent, but the difficulty of the sacrificial feasts has also skyrocketed, with several sacrificial feasts even being held at the same time. After the DM medium was also replaced, there was even a battle royale in which all sacrifices were forced to participate. In the process, he got acquainted with "Kagura" Ibuki Yugen, who "is scattered by the wind and spreads across thousands of mountains." Yayoi Amamiya, the "nekomata" who "has gone through thousands of tribulations, but love is hard to know before a thousand years". Although he had no feelings at first, he developed the same emotions for them. One mystery after another appears and is solved one after another, but the true purpose of his father Qin Ye and the organization he reorganized, "Senluo Face", remains confusing. Because the mysterious person who pretends to help the protagonist actually has evil intentions, the words that slander the "Senluo Face" cannot be believed at all. In the end, Qin Wenyu, who gradually turned into the original ghost, and his friends met Qin Ye and the mysterious man again. They will travel back to the peaceful era, explore the mysteries of thousands of years ago, and eliminate the birth of ghosts from the source. As an infinite flow, the copy is not very good, which is really a big problem. First, the author's understanding of Japan is not that deep, and the Japanese style elements borrowed are just a piece of skin, and after beautification, it does not look like Japan. Secondly, in order to prevent harmony, the horror element of the copy was written with fear of hands and feet, and it was not funny but only sensational, and the single protagonist had no fluctuations in his heart. Fortunately, this book seems to have a real outline. Maybe because of the performance, there is no unnecessary daily copy in the middle. I hope to see the finale. As a group portrait novel, the protagonist's unstable rational character has a poor sense of substitution, and the image of a wise man has not been established. The author also likes to use the perspective of a passer-by to analyze survival. I don't know what the protagonist is thinking, but the protagonist is always the one who survives in the end. Later, I learned that the protagonist was one of Qin Ye's seven experimental subjects. These seven experimental subjects could not die despite trying to die in the dungeon, while passers-by would die without a burial place if they made one wrong move. After the DM psychic was also replaced, the protagonist's role became even less frequent, and he often didn't come out to play for ten days and a half. However, without the protagonist, the plot is more reasonable, the character's IQ is more online, and the atmosphere is more terrifying. This book is a 2,000-word book that is updated once a day, or even from time to time. When finished, the total number of words will not exceed 1 million, and it can only be considered a short story in an online article.




46. Feast of Terror Tags: Japan, supernatural, wits, horror, confrontation, dimension The author of this book is a ruthless scholar. His previous works were called "Horrifying Joke" and "Withering Night Talk", both of which were highly acclaimed supernatural and infinite works. Unfortunately, they were later canceled. This book is his new book. In order to prevent it from being harmonized again, the background of the novel is set in Tokyo. (Alas, since the sword of harmony has been swept away, today's supernatural suspense novels can only stay in the "troubled" Tokyo.) This new book for a frivolous scholar has re-selected the supernatural subject matter that he is best at. However, unlike the world view setting of the previous two books, the confrontation with weirdness in this book does not have supernatural power, and it is completely dependent on wits (at least for now). However, there is no need to worry. Although there is no supernatural power setting, the story is still very confrontational, and it is not the kind of depressive novel that is simply crushed by weirdness. In "Scary Joke" and "Fading Night Talk", the author draws on the writing styles and forms of many other supernatural writers, such as "The Resurrection of Terror" about laying flowers in front of the Buddha, "Hell Cinema" by Tinder, and "Super Adventure Live" in "I Know How to Repair the Air Conditioner". However, this book is relatively The style and form of the previous novels are very different. Because the novel is set in Tokyo, a bit of Japanese cold white tone language is added to the style, making the plot of the story more timely and varied, and in line with the overall internal logic of the story. At present, the plot of the novel is reasonable, the characters' IQs are online, the details are attentive, the horror atmosphere is well rendered, the picture is full, the setting is well balanced and reasonable, the plot is suspenseful and exciting, the overall logic level is relatively high, and the reading effect is very ideal. In short, the quality of this book in many aspects, from writing to plot to logic, is still as reliable as ever. I recommend everyone to read it.



[Single female protagonist] Recommendation index: 3 The first half was okay, average in terms of weirdness and horror, leaning towards suspense. The male protagonist first appeared with a high IQ, extremely rational and ruthless character, which attracted me very much, but gradually he became emotional and sentimental (compared to the previous one, he was still very rational compared to others) and suddenly a dual personality setting was thrown out. The protagonist almost split into two, but later it was said that he was the same person, which made me feel a little dizzy. In the middle, I thought the protagonist's father was the villain, then at 80% it was reversed that the father was a good guy, and then it was reversed that the father was a bad guy again, and then there was another twist at the end... It can be seen that the outline of this book is good, and the characters of the male and female protagonists and supporting characters are quite good. However, I don't know if the author has been used to 404. He started to rush forward before the middle of the book. The foreshadowing in the past was all explained and reversed, but the problem was that the explanation was very abrupt, and the reversal was even more abrupt, which made me emotionally incoherent. The female protagonist is awesome. When she first appeared, she was a timid and weak humble social animal. She always said she was sorry and had a please-like personality. Later, she was involved in a strange incident. She unexpectedly became rational, calm and careful, and acted decisively and decisively. As a newcomer, she could even control the whole scene independently. She has always had a good impression of the male protagonist and could sacrifice her life for the male protagonist. The double arrow at the end. The male protagonist could have killed the female protagonist and became a god, but the male protagonist gave up. Everything returned to zero and started from scratch. There are quite a few sub-CPs in this article, and the author writes it very sweetly. It's not like other authors who have stereotypes about women. The problem is that most of the sub-CPs are... Or both die, or one of them is left crazy. It seems that there is only one pair of sub-CPs. This pair is quite complicated. It has the popular attributes of romance novels, such as heart-changing, substitutes, and subjugation. "I protect you just because your heart belongs to my sister." "How could I like you? You took away my sister's heart." "In your eyes, do you see me or your sister?" "Of course it's my sister!" "Don't sacrifice for me anymore when you live. I don't want to drag you down anymore." "Miss, this time, it's for you."















