When I graduated from high school, I rented a room in an old building that was surprisingly cheap.
The neighbor's old lady hoarsely warned: The previous tenant died alive and dead inside.
That night, the wall peeled off, the rotten face appeared, and a whisper sounded in my head: "You lived in my body..."
The former tenant's USB drive log records the entire process of his body's simultaneous decomposition.
Grandma Miao Jiang's red string is my only amulet.
Until I discovered that this entire building was a human sacrifice pile driven into the ground.
And I am standing at the heart of the curse, becoming its next part that rots simultaneously.
This is not the end. The rotten faces in the wall, the spirits in the mountains, the water ghosts in the river, the strangers who covet power... They are all just the beginning.
Deep underground, the ancient existence connected with countless resentments has just awakened.
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