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The Third Farewell
The first rule of the guard booth at the Chengnan Bus Terminal is: Don't look back at the mirror after twenty-two o'clock. If the person in the mirror laughs first - run away. Gu Lin was disobedient on his first night on the job. At twenty-two o'clock, the "self" in the mirror grinned first. The old security guard who was leading him reached out to grab the frame of the glasses and let the contents of the mirror sink in. There was only a pair of glasses left on the ground. Online loans pushed hi
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Burning Heaven's Ten Thousand Flames God Lord
Three years ago, the father of the genius Lin Sen of the Lin family crashed while leading a team to fight for rare fire. He was infamous for running away from the battle and stealing the fire. On the same day, Lin Sen was poisoned by a strange flame, his meridians were severed, and his cultivation level plummeted from the ninth level of body tempering to the third level. The former genius became the laughing stock of the whole city. In a desperate situation, he activated the ancient Burning Sky
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In the Name of the People: Reborn as Chen Hai
Chen Hai, director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau at the Handong Provincial Procuratorate. In his previous life, he followed the rules and reported everything up the chain. In the time it took to hold a meeting, Ding Yizhen was already on a flight to Los Angeles. He investigated Shanshui Group until he was at his own doorstep, where a truck with fake plates hit him and left him in a vegetative state. He lay in a hospital bed for three years, hearing how things ended for everyone in Handong. When
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The Boundary of Steles
On the night of the wake, when I was twelve, my father's hand suddenly clamped around mine from inside the coffin. A crack opened as the coffin's seven-inch sealing nail was pried loose. In the dead man's palm lay a green crystal, burning hot to the touch. He pressed it into my hand. "This belongs to your real father. You're his son, but remember, you're Gu Dashan's son." As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse before my eyes burned down to a skeleton. Outside the courtyard, soul hunters who
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