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The Living Dead Bring Fortune 活尸送财
One a day. For the past three months, the overpowering stench of blood and rot in Qi Lao San's incense hall had never let up. The fouler the stench, the more people came. Zhao Er, who had lost his manhood, buried his father in the hills behind the village so he could enter the incense hall. It was all started by the village chief, who chopped his own daughter-in-law into pieces. Today, it was Li Si's turn. Qi Lao San pointed his pipe toward the incense hall. “Go on in.”
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- 252 The Lost Soul 失魂之人 After a car accident left Han Jin in a coma, he woke to find himself out of his body, wandering between the realms of yin and yang. His memories from before the accident had vanished, too! To return to his body, he went back to the accident scene, only to discover that someone had tried to murder him! His missing memories, the mystery of his disembodied soul, the secret of extending his life... Whose plot lies behind it all? 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 253 Inferior Humanity 劣等人性 Liu Kai and several of his friends came down with a mysterious illness. Their skin rotted, but no camera could capture evidence of it, and hospital tests showed nothing wrong! Everything was deeply unsettling. By chance, he found a mysterious shop run by a shamanic practitioner and acquired a pig-headed, human-bodied figurine. His illness eased, but when his friends betrayed him, he suffered an even more terrible backlash! This disaster, which seemed like a strange illness, actually stemmed from 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 254 My Girlfriend and Best Friend Are Plotting to Have Me Killed 女朋友和好兄弟密谋让我去死 “Do you believe a painting can kill someone?” I took a job worth three hundred thousand yuan: recreating Along the River During the Qingming Festival. At first, I thought it was just an ordinary copy, until the old man from the coffin shop in the painting knocked on my bed in the middle of the night, a woman in a white dress silently watched me from the entryway, and the “boat girls” that had appeared out of nowhere seeped into every stroke of paint like a curse. My buddy urged me on: “Fortune f 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 255 My Team Leader Tried to Psych Me Out, So I Sent Him Back to the Village as a Sacrifice 组长想要PUA我，我把他送回村里当祭品 When I left the village, the High Priest hung a fish-shaped jade pendant around my neck. The High Priest said that if I wore it, I would never get lost. I’m descended from the guardians of the spring at the Loulan ruins. The Moon Spring is my beacon home. Why would I need a jade pendant? Back then, I didn’t understand, and the High Priest didn’t explain. Not until later, when I met him. 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 256 Trading a Life for Wealth 借命换财 The money Grandma had secretly buried in the ground to treat her terminal illness was gone. I didn’t find out it had been stolen until our neighbor started livestreaming to show off his wealth. He’d also stolen the lucky doll I used to pray for Grandma’s recovery, and showed everyone how its wishes always came true. But the neighbor had no idea: he was trading luck for money. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 257 A Shocking Murder Plot 惊天杀局 There’s a corner in the police station’s archives where files on unsolved and bizarre cases are kept. [The Headless Corpse Case] [The Water Ghost Murder Case] [The Grinning Case] None of the above happened to me. They’re my stories. 251Reads—Score—Shelves
- 258 The Killer Elevator 夺命电梯 10:30 p.m. A “friendly reminder” that popped up in the residents’ group chat jolted me wide awake. [Midnight Elevator Safety Notice...] Auntie Wang next door scoffed. “Quit with the spooky nonsense!” Then, late that night, she went out to take the trash, and a scream ripped through the silence... 29Reads—Score—Shelves
- 259 After Licking the Neighborhood, My Husband Turned into a Monster 丈夫舔过小区之后，变成了怪物 I posted a missing-husband notice at the entrance to the residential compound. “Missing husband: Zhang Jianguo, two meters tall, recently developed a taste for licking...” The post made everyone laugh. Who still turns a missing-person notice into a joke these days? But after surveillance footage surfaced of our neighbor in Unit 905 being disemboweled, they finally started to feel afraid. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 260 Seven Hours of Terror in the Villa District 别墅区惊魂七小时 In the early hours of Qingming, a notice from the deceased property manager, Bohe, appeared in the residents’ group chat: “Pay your property fees in full by nine.” The residents sneered, until the doors and windows locked, the phones lost signal, and at exactly nine, everyone who’d skipped their payments jumped to their deaths. The bloody footage played on loop across every screen. I pulled out the payment records. My wife looked away. When I was tearing down an illegal structure, she’d secretly —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 261 My Mother-in-Law's Secret Baby-Making Soup 婆婆的秘密生子汤 Before the Qingming Festival, my mother-in-law went looking for a folk remedy. They said drinking it for a month would help me get pregnant. But during the days she forced me to drink it, there was always a woman standing not far away. As time went on and the day drew closer, a friend from work finally told me I was being haunted because I’d taken something that belonged to someone else. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 262 The Hunted “Dead Man” 被追杀的 “已死之人” At 2:47 a.m., I was curled up in a forest in the middle of nowhere. My companions’ screams rang in my ears, and Lin Peng’s blood still clung to my palm. Just seven hours earlier, we’d been laughing and chatting as we drove along in a Corolla, until a face covered in blood flashed in front of the car. It was unmistakably Wang Xuechun, who had been sitting in the back seat. There were no bodies and no signal. Only four shadowy figures stood before the gravestones in the cemetery, staring straight —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 263 The 1001 Nights of Killing My Lover 杀死爱人的1001夜 In the middle of the night, someone knocked at the door. I opened it. A strange man stood outside. He asked me a question. “Darling, do you know what day it is today?” I froze in place. In an instant, a dagger plunged into my heart. “You really forgot. Damn you.” I was lying in bed when my eyes suddenly flew open. I touched my chest. It had only been a dream. Relieved, I scrolled on my phone for a while. When sleep finally came over me, I rolled over, ready to drift off again. That was when some 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 264 Don't Live in a House Where Someone Has Died 不要住在死过人的房子里 The man on the phone said his girlfriend was dead, but the rental agent said he’d been executed by firing squad two years ago. The night I moved into the haunted house, the black landline rang right on schedule at midnight. Zhang Jian cried over the phone, saying he wanted to see Han Chunyan. Yet through the peephole, I clearly saw a long-haired woman in a denim jacket standing outside. Blood was still seeping from the knife wound on the back of her neck. The rental agent, Zhao Shuang, texted me 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 265 Don't Build a Land Temple on a Whim 不要随便修建土地庙 I watched with my own eyes as Bian Guoshun smashed the Earth God statue with his head, while blood seeped in rivulets from its base. On the night the village built the temple in 1986, everyone heard knocking at their doors. Not with a hand, but with a head. Li Duyan said the temple had been built over a vein of evil energy, but no one believed him. Not until the Bai family’s boy started banging his forehead against the wall in the middle of the night, and Bian Guoshun was tied to a century-old w —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 266 A Deadly Sense of Ceremony 致命的仪式感 I’m the full-time housewife everyone envies. I never lift a finger around the house. I wake up to spend money and close my eyes to beauty treatments. And I have a handsome, wealthy husband who takes care of my every need. Even my best friend says I must have the luckiest ancestors in the world to be this fortunate. But the truth is, the person sharing my bed isn’t my husband at all. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 267 The Skeleton in the Wall of Dorm Room 404 404女寝墙里的尸骨 In November 2025, human remains were discovered in a girls' dormitory at a high school. I sat in my swivel chair, with the DNA test report the lab had just sent over beside me. It read: DNA testing was conducted on hair follicles from clothing found with the remains inside the wall of Room 404, the girls' dormitory at Xingming Private High School. Preliminary findings suggest the victim died between six and ten years ago. Name: Chi Zhuo, male, 181 cm... I stared intently at the name, then took a —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 268 Possessed by a Starving Ghost on the Ghost Festival 七月半饿死鬼附身 When I was little, the village elders used to say that on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the gates of hell swung wide open and restless spirits roamed everywhere. It was the worst night of all to go out. But I refused to believe in that sort of thing. I opened a tea shop in a mahjong parlor, thinking I could make a little extra money. Instead, I came face to face with something I should never have seen. No one was in the private room, yet I heard it bustling with noise. A customer —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 269 Beauty Balm 美人膏 I'm a matchmaker who specializes in training men for rich women. Men talk about “self-respect,” but once they become kept men, they'll still do whatever it takes to cling to their rich benefactors. Lately, my husband has started paying more attention to his looks, but he doesn't know that he has very thick eyelids. Very thick. That's exactly what those rich women like to feast on. 39Reads—Score—Shelves
- 270 Who Killed Him? 是谁杀了他 At 8:30 on Saturday night, a woman arrived at her friend's home for dinner, as invited. The security door was ajar, and light from the hallway spilled through the gap, brightening the entryway. She could just make out the outline of a person lying flat in the bedroom opposite the door. As she turned on the lights, she caught sight of a woman lying facedown in the middle of the kitchen, vomit piled around her nose and mouth, half her face submerged in dirty water. Water from the sink dripped over —Reads—Score—Shelves
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A Strange Tale Every Night 夜夜都有诡故事
[Extreme Supernatural Horror] [Ghosts, Fox Spirits, and Other Strange Creatures] [Not for Women] [Not for the Fainthearted] Based on personal experience and real events. The occult is science we have yet to touch; science is the occult we have already mastered.
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The Spooky, Hilarious Legend 恐怖幽默搞笑传
Synopsis of The Spooky, Humorous, Hilarious Tale Other streamers are scared out of their wits when they encounter ghosts on camera. When he runs into evil spirits, his go-to move is “cuddle up”! In a gloomy old mansion, instead of heartrending sobs, the streamer blasts his absurdly catchy “Good Luck Is Coming” theme music. A ghost in white lifts her long hair to scare him, only for him to whip out a pair of Tony's scissors and ask, “Want a makeover?” Even the supernatural crowd rushes to post co
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In This World, Who Do You Think You Are? 天地间老子在你算老几？
On a pitch-black night, I dreamed of countless stars rushing toward me. By chance, I became a haunted-house tester, and all sorts of supernatural phenomena began appearing out of nowhere. The strange and bizarre things in the city, the mysterious forces deep in the mountains, and the gods people worship: do they really exist? Where can I find the key to a new world? Is this a responsibility, a mission, or a chance to become the next scapegoat? What unsolved mysteries lie in the world I inhabit,
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Life-and-Death Gambit in the Snowlands 雪域生死局
[Chinese Folk Horror + Gods and Ghosts + Folk Legends + Secret-Realm Exploration + Mystery and Deduction + Strong Allies] At an antique fair in Lhasa, I stumbled upon an ancient Tibetan stone tablet. Curious about its contents, I accepted an invitation to join a merchant named Lao Gun and the team he had assembled to search for goods. Together, we ventured deep into the barren mountains of northern Tibet to investigate an ancient temple. I never expected the old temple to conceal such mysteries.
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I Became Awesome Through Technology 我靠科技开始牛掰
[No System] [Villain in the Later Chapters] [Immortal-Sucking Technique] [Soul Devouring] [Fast Leveling] A scientist transmigrates to the cultivation world and gradually transforms from a good person into a demonic cultivator.
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- 276 I Cultivate Through Bloodsucking 我靠吸血修仙 The new novel, I Get Awesome Through Technology, is currently being serialized and has already reached one million words. The ghost story collection, Tales of Demons and Ghosts at Night, is complete. If you like ghost stories, go check it out. 59Reads—Score—Shelves
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March of a Hundred Ghosts: I Take the Hungry Ghosts to War 百诡行军：我带饿鬼上战场
[Comedy] [Adventure] Bilige was a half-baked shaman who had somehow ended up in the army. His companions included a Shaanbei fat man who'd eaten himself up to two hundred jin during a famine, a long-legged Northeastern squad leader who would grab a cleaver at the slightest provocation, and a Sichuan opera actor who never told the truth. Together with Wang Laihe, a hotheaded young man who couldn't read a single character, and a little hungry ghost who did nothing but bare its teeth and shout “Hun
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Tales of the Supernatural in Xiangnan 湘南鬼事录
My family is truly from southern Hunan, with ancestral expertise in feng shui and geomancy, spirit-summoning and calming, demon-subduing and exorcism, funeral music, and rites to guide the dead onward. Let me begin with my great-grandfather’s generation. My great-grandfather and his brother were born in the early Guangxu era of the Qing Dynasty. By the late Guangxu and Xuantong eras, they had raised five cousins in all, including my grandfather. They all knew our family’s inherited arts. My gran
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Hiring a Handsome Guy to Guard the House 雇个帅哥来镇宅
[Horror, one heroine] What do you do when you’re nearly broke? With no other options, Shang Yi reluctantly took a night-shift job, and it completely upended his worldview! The elevator, hallways, underground parking garage, bathrooms… Those places were already enough to give him a headache. But what troubled him even more was the attention he got from beautiful women… Strange incidents kept happening in the residential complex, yet the residents went on living there as if nothing were wrong. The
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- 280 The Yin-Yang Exorcist 阴阳摸诡人 I have two mothers, and neither of them is alive. The moment I was born, a heavenly dog swallowed the moon, blood rained from the sky, every beast bowed its head, and ghosts wailed... 812Reads8.7Score101Shelves
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Encountering a Ghost 撞鬼
I'm a truck driver, and I haul freight all over the country. Truck drivers have many taboos. For example, if you encounter a funeral procession, flash your headlights a few times. If a small animal suddenly darts out onto the road, or when driving through a tunnel, especially one with a square entrance, don't whistle or say anything disrespectful. When staying at an inn at night, always point the toes of your shoes toward the door...
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- 282 Tales of Folk Taboos 民间禁忌杂谈 A pig butcher never slaughters a pig with five toes. The village guardian never guards a village with a temple. A feng shui master never selects a lair of an evil dragon. A midwife must wash her hands in rooster’s blood. There are three hundred and sixty trades in the world, and every one has its rules. Are these ancient, mysterious rules really nothing more than empty formalities? If I told you that some rules must never be broken, because breaking them means death, would you believe me? 9kReads8.0Score1.2kShelves
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The House of Deadly Peril 死亡凶间
I work as a specialist crime-scene cleaner, tasked with cleaning up after murders, suicides, and accidental deaths. I’ve seen more than my share of partings and grief, as well as the other side of death. Then, on the Ghost Festival, I encountered something terrifying...
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- 284 The Midnight Night Watchman 子夜打更人 As the saying goes, walk the night road often enough and you're bound to meet a ghost. I'm a night watchman, and walking the night road is my job. Over the years, I've encountered all kinds of bizarre and extraordinary things in the dark. If I told you about them one by one, your jaw would hit the floor. A word of warning: if you scare easily, read at your own risk! 1.9kReads7.2Score224Shelves
- 285 The Divine Seer and the Eerie Doctor 神相诡医 Zhang Fan grew up with his grandfather, who ran a coffin shop. Blessed with peerless skills in face-reading, medicine, and the supernatural, he makes his way through the city. He can read the faces of the living and the dead, treat both human ailments and ghostly afflictions, take on local bullies, and capture evil spirits as he writes the story of a legendary life! 4.5kReads8.7Score587Shelves
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The Nightmare Apartment [Dark Comedy] 恶梦公寓【黑色幽默】
[Horror, paranormal, infinite flow, pure horror with no humor] [Realistic instances with richly developed backstories] My name is Chen Lin. The story begins one night when I get a distress call from my younger sister. It isn't until I enter an ancient castle with four people of unknown origins that I realize what a terrifying, desperate world lies hidden beneath our own... “There's no such thing as undeserved good fortune. The source of the light is the true essence of evil.” “When you read this
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- 287 Rules of the Uncanny: Livestreaming My Death Countdown 诡异守则：我在直播死亡倒计时 Welcome to Little Gu’s fun livestream! Double-tap the screen to keep me alive, but every time you light up a little heart, your phone will download one death rule. Get ready for a thrilling, exciting good time. —Reads—Score—Shelves
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Breaking Hell: The Celestial Master Returns 破狱：天师归来
After ten years in prison, the day he gets out, he discovers he’s completely out of step with the world. There are no bustling streets or lights in every window. The streets lie abandoned, the cities are dead, and the air reeks of rot and blood. Monsters that are neither human nor ghost roam everywhere: stiff bodies, fangs and claws, and a thirst for blood. The military can’t defeat them, the police can’t hold them back, and human civilization is on the brink of collapse. Even more absurdly, peo
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- 289 The Cursed Coffin 阴棺抬煞 Deep in Bai Street stands a yin-yang coffin shop that never makes coffins and never receives customers. Chen Ye grew up accompanying his grandfather on spirit-walking rites and coffin-bearing, learning all manner of evil spirits. He thought he would spend his life in the peaceful funeral trade, taking payment to guide souls onward and living in safety. Then, in a single night, three coffins arrived at the Ding family’s home, and one bizarre incident after another erupted throughout the househol 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 290 Crown of Frost and Ash 霜与烬之冠 At her engagement ceremony, the man she loved pushed her into an abyss. Three years later, she returned wearing a silver-frost mask. This time, she would crown his empire with her own hands, then stain that crown red with his blood. 1Reads—Score—Shelves
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The Eerie Midnight Mirror 子夜诡镜
The scholar Chou Wuya happened upon a copy of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. The stall owner casually included an ancient bronze mirror, named Seeing the Heart. At midnight, Chou Wuya discovered that the mirror could tear apart dreams and reality, drawing him into one eerie, terrifying mirror realm after another. Every mirror realm was a supernatural ordeal with no way out. A woman named Ruoxi was sealed inside the mirror. She told Chou Wuya that every time he entered a dream, he would gai
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- 292 My Most Outgoing Friend Died by Suicide 我最活泼的朋友自杀了 My most vivacious friend killed herself. The news headline was restrained, just one line: “Teenage girl falls to her death, suspected academic pressure.” But I knew that wasn’t true. Lin Miaomiao was the kind of person who would hum and spin around twice just to go downstairs and pick up a delivery. How could she have quietly jumped from the eighteenth floor? Stranger still, on the day she fell, she was wearing a white dress, fully made up, with even a smile on her lips. The coroner said it 3Reads—Score—Shelves
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Tales of Strange Happenings in Snow City 雪城志异
A collection of short tales of the strange and supernatural, including ghost stories and even stories about aliens! Each story is only a few hundred words, so you can finish one in no time. Strange happenings and supernatural tales, demons and ghosts, tree spirits and fox fairies! Let your imagination run wild! Everyone is welcome to read!
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Demon's Nightmare 妖厄梦魇
[Infinite Flow, Supernatural, Deduction, Special Abilities, Suspense, Mind-Bending, No System, No Harem, Read at Your Own Risk] When I woke up, I found that the people around me had all started acting strangely. The buddy I'd been drinking with suddenly began behaving oddly. A strange voice came through the phone, sounding like my buddy just before he died. My buddy, who should have been in the morgue, was standing outside the door, knocking. A strange little town, a murderous game, and a world
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Midnight Dormitory Rules 午夜宿舍规则
In the dormitory at midnight, the rules are a prison, and breaking them means death. While everyone else cowers in fear, clinging to the rules just to stay alive, Chen Mo tears apart this sham order. He won't hide, flee, or blindly obey. He turns his flesh and blood into a blade, and his ferocity into its edge. The shadow in Room 307? He strikes back and kills it! The curfew inspector? He snaps their wrist! The source of the haunting? He drives a steel rebar through it! Rules? They're shackles f
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The Soul-Caller at Midnight 夜半叫魂人
My grandfather was the last soul-caller in the village. Before he died, he warned me: no matter whose voice I heard calling my name in the middle of the night, I must never answer. Then, late one night, I heard my mother calling anxiously from outside the door. I was just about to respond when a cold hand clamped over my mouth from behind. When I turned around, I saw my grandfather, who had been buried three days earlier.
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