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[Light comedy/liminal space/infinite flow/rules and strange stories/no cp/group portrait growth/healing/family love/suspense/imagination]
I have a feminine physique and am easily attracted to spirits. I am very timid and afraid of ghosts. I have never dared to watch horror movies in my life.
Until my sister, a Taoist priest who had been missing for two years, sent me a recruitment letter with an annual salary of 1.2 Million yuan.
Liminal space, the slaughterhouse of consciousness with a 90% mortality rate.
Others were chased by ghosts in the dungeon and cried for their fathers and mothers. I relied on my natural sacrifice physique to become passively invisible, squatting in a corner and eating melon seeds.
Others were desperately trying to survive the dungeon and begging to be used as a container. My sister, who was chained in the core area, shouted from the air:
"Sister, if you are timid, don't run around. When I finish drawing this talisman, I will take you to demolish this place."
Later I learned that the New God was dead long ago.
And my bitchy sister is the only administrator here who dares to challenge the old gods.
