There is a moon at the bottom of the well, and there is frost under the moon.
People who are beaten by frost should not look back.
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Silence passed.
Travel to a vast world isolated from immortals and become an orphan in a mountain village.
Here the immortal cultivators are aloof and ordinary people are like ants, pigs and dogs.
There are people here who use human beings as material and use living people to refine evil weapons.
In his hand, there is only one black bamboo slip that can drive readers crazy in their dreams.
What is recorded on the bamboo slips is a forbidden knowledge called "Cthulhu Mechanism".
——Using fear as fuel, madness as motivation, and the souls of living people as gears.
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Until one night, an immortal cultivator covered in blood fell from the sky.
There was something alive squirming in her wound.
The mastermind behind the major evil cult case she was investigating was actually an elder from her sect.
The place where she fell happened to be by the bottomless ancient well at the entrance of the village.
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Something called to him from the bottom of the well.
The thing said: If you take my gear, you will do things for me.
That thing said: Bring down the soul of the person who used "human beings" to refine weapons.
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Silence stood on the edge of the well, looking at the figure as cold as frost and snow under the moonlight, and smiled softly.
"What a coincidence."
"I also want to see what that human-eating thing is."
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Immortals are not allowed to have contact with mortals.
But the immortals don't know that some mortals are more dangerous than the immortals.
——For example, those who can borrow "crazy" from the bottom of the well.
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