Don’t Enter That Courtyard

Chen Mo, an agent who handles haunted houses, takes on a job with an unusually high fee: No. 77 Chunshan Street, a haunted house sealed up for decades. According to the records, the original owner, Ye Chengzong, “mysteriously vanished” overnight along with his family of four, leaving behind nothing but blood splattered throughout the house. The case remains unsolved to this day.

As soon as Chen Mo steps inside, a bone-chilling cold clings to him. Blood-written words seep through the walls, a children’s rhyme sounds at midnight, and a faceless white figure appears... They all whisper the same truth: the sacrifice never ended.

Even more terrifying, the arm of Lin Wan, the folklore student who came with him, bears a brand identical to the cult’s symbol. Every clue points to her, and to that blood-soaked night.

Now Chen Mo realizes he isn’t cleaning up a haunted house, but a living altar. And he himself is becoming the ritual’s final sacrifice, no longer its cleaner.

You think it’s ghosts haunting the house, but you don’t know that the real horror is wanting you to become part of it.