A modern criminal policeman travels back in time to become the frail and sickly Jia Baoyu.
You can see the "pollution value" and vague weird traces...
He discovered that "picking off ashes" was not an ethics, but an evil ritual that summoned strange things...
Twelve hairpins, each person has two - one is living in the world, and the other is waiting here. "
"What are you waiting for? "
Qin Keqing looked past them and into the distance.
There, there is an eye.
Huge eyes, dark red eyes, vertical pupils.
"Wait until it wakes up. "
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That eye was looking at them.
But it didn't move, just looked.
Jia Ying could feel something in that gaze - not malice, but a kind of... Curiosity. It's like watching a group of interesting ants.
