Fox Spirit Matchmaker: My Game Character Is Tushan Honghong

The letter said that my sister had given birth and asked me to go back and drink full moon wine. I rushed home all night, and when I opened the courtyard door, the moon was hanging directly above my head, and it was unbelievably white. The lights were on in the main room. I called out to my sister, but no one answered. Then I saw it. My sister was sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the main hall. She was dressed in bright red from head to toe - red clothes, red shoes, and a red hijab with half of it lifted on her shoulders. But she was not sitting, she was slumped there, like a skin bag that had been emptied of its contents, hanging limply in the chair, her limbs hanging at impossible angles, the bright red satin lining the blue-gray skin underneath, like a torn costume. I took a step back. Sitting on the chair on the left was a white skeleton. These are not ordinary white bones - every bone has been carefully painted, so white that it looks shiny and white, as if it had been painted with three layers of raw paint. They were taken apart one by one and reassembled one by one, rib to rib, knuckle to knuckle, to create a sitting human figure. He was wearing a brocade robe that held the title of No. 1 Scholar, with the cuffs hanging down, revealing his pitch-white finger bones. The moonlight cut in through the window and hit the skull just right. The two black eye sockets faced the door, as if looking at me. Those are my sister's bones. I finally understood why she was slumped there with no bones. Under her knees, in front of the incense table, was a bunch of things. The bloody mass was kneaded into a human shape - the outline of the head, torso, and limbs could barely be seen, but all the lines were soft and collapsed, as if it had been casually kneaded into a ball after being taken out of the body and still warm. I recognized the folds of the intestines, the crimson color of the liver, the tiny air bubbles in the lung lobes. Someone used my sister's internal organs to pinch a "person". And on the left and right sides of the little flesh-and-blood man were a bunch of things. It's gray-white, with clear grooves and a few traces of blood. My sister's brain. Being placed in the position where "parents" should be. I stood on the threshold, my legs no longer working. The whole house was filled with that smell - sweet, greasy, like rancid offal soup in summer. The candle burned only an inch on the incense table. The flame trembled and went out. The moonlight continued to shine for it.

Okay, come on! Just don't stop updating The dialogue between brothers somewhat affects the perception

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The writing is quite good. I have been raising a daughter since ancient times 😏

Very beautiful, I want to see 100 pictures

[The grass has been planted][The grass has been planted][The grass has been planted][The grass has been planted] A very good book Support the author, come on!

It's a version I haven't seen before, a brand new track. Don't tell me, it's still novel. Come on, author, update it quickly. 5 Stars for you.

Come on, don't stop, let's witness the take-off of another fox demon myth

Very creative and a very nice fox demon novel😋

Very interesting, please update soon. When will the protagonist know that Honghong can see him?