Fourteen Years of Hunting Ghosts (Complete in Five Volumes)

I feel like I understand it. On the one hand, I believe everything in it, but on the other hand, I am afraid that there are real ghosts around me. The writing is very real. Everything in a person's life is a cycle of cause and effect. It is very enlightening.

It feels so real just looking at it. I read it every day during the day, but never at night [cover face] [cover face], for fear that I would not be able to sleep after watching it, and always felt like a room full of people were accompanying me [cover face] [cover face] I recommend this book to friends who want to read horror novels [love]

This book describes supernatural novels from another perspective and technique, giving people a new sense of surprise. Ghosts are sometimes more humane than people.

It seems really real to me, especially when sometimes I eat it right at home. And some of the things mentioned in it feel very helpful, and they are also helpful to some of my own character and opinions.

It took 1.22 Million words and 27 hours, and I probably read all the comments, so it took a little longer, but the author's writing is quite good. After reading this book, I felt even more awe-struck and awestruck by the gods. Although the author himself is narcissistic, his writing style is quite peaceful. If it weren't for the length and the somewhat autobiographical style of the book, which is also written casually, and some of the more exciting stories could be picked out and polished, it would be very valuable. There are many touching and moving stories in it, whether they are stories around him or stories he has seen in his career. The relationship between the author and his master and sister, Granny Huang, who cares for him like a grandma in the industry, Master Situ and Mrs. Ji's help from his colleagues, his good gay friend Fool Hu, his life-and-death friendship, his quiet but waiting love with his wife Cai Jie, etc. In the process of working, I encountered the infatuated young lady ghost on the bracelet who was betrayed by the military officer, various kinds of bitter love, such as the college teacher who missed love for the teacher-student love affair on campus when he was over 40 years old, and the story of the beloved grandmother who passed away and took care of her grandson to prevent ghosts from overly bullying her grandson. While reading, I occasionally even envied the author's rich life experience.

It's really good to read, and I really want to learn. In contemporary society, I can't do anything useful to society, but I still want to do something that I like and can help others. The author is also really attentive. He let me know that I can't get lost in the world and I have to pursue my original intention to be kind. If I have the opportunity, I also want to be a kind guide.

I have read more than a hundred horror novels. I dared to read them in the middle of the night without feeling scared. The first chapter of this book "His Meow" shocked me. It was the first time I felt scared. I was really scared when I read it at night. This book is so real.

The author is so kind, and I feel that my views are quite upright. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahahaha covered.

I can only say that every chapter and every story is full of meaning. This work of immortality can be regarded as the author's past autobiography. It is very real and there is not much to modify. This is the essence, including the author's constant emphasis on being a man and doing things with a clear conscience, justice, and kindness. Every story can always give people something spiritual, and what most of us lack is this kind of soul ferry.

First of all, I give you a five-star review. The content is fantastic and interesting. The author's experience is very interesting. I quite like this experience. But I read a few chapters of your novel yesterday. It can be said that I stayed up late. Then I dreamed of a red-clothed ghost at night. It was a female. But in the end, the female ghost changed from a ghost to a human. I may have thought too much, but I was afraid. It didn't matter. I continued to chase after death.