#Urban# #supernatural# #suspense# #rule# ## Lin Ye's first takeout order had his own name written in the recipient column.
The navigation showed ruins and bright lights upon arrival.
No. 404, Building 4, Xingfu Community, tomato and egg noodles, sausage and eggs.
There was no sign of the residents, and there were people standing at the door of every building.
He smashed through the window and jumped downstairs. His ankles were swollen into buns, but he turned around and rushed back.
He didn't finish delivering the order, but he came out alive——
There is an extra light on the chest.
Lamp Holder
With soul fire as the core and obsession as oil, it illuminates the rules of the treacherous realm and destroys evil and treacherous things.
This is the oldest profession in the world and also the most dangerous.
Because what burns in the wick is life.
The night watchman said: The lamp bearer has been extinct for thirty years.
Lin Ye said: It doesn't matter if it is never extinct. Who will pay the overtime fee for the takeaway order?
Later he learned that the receipt slip with his name on it had been posted there thirty years ago. Seven years older than his age.
From then on, there was a wandering white light in Nancheng late at night.
It doesn't shine on people, it shines on people.
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When darkness engulfs the entire city,
Someone has to be the only light.
Even if that light is paid with life.
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